Zong Kui was surprised by Tang Yu's sudden action.

He did not expect Tang Yu to take action at this time, nor did he expect Tang Yu to challenge Tan Zhongmou in front of such a big scholar.

Tang Yu was a scholar from the Lu family. Although Tan Zhongmou did not come from a famous family, he had been practicing hard for decades and was also a top talent in the Great Chu.

If it weren't for the great Chu, the powerful family, he might have become a powerful man in the Fortune Realm.

But even so, he is not far from the state of inconsistency.

In his lifetime, he has great hope of making breakthroughs.

Once he becomes a monk in the Forbidden Realm, the small land of Hengzhou will no longer be able to retain him. The world is so great that he will be a guest of honor from various schools wherever he goes.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Tang Yu, snorted coldly, and said softly: "Mr. Tang is so eager for quick success and instant benefits, things are simple!"

Meng Sunchang, who was standing beside him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Tang has no name, you won't feel sorry for him! Don't worry, this battle will be exciting!"

Tan Zhongmou slowly stood up, his expressionless and said lightly: "The prefect has this request, but the subordinate dare not refuse! Is the comparison of the four arts a literary comparison or a battle?"

Tang Yu said lightly: "Since it is practice, it is naturally a battle! All changes will never leave the sect, and the four art laws are naturally contained in the battle!"

"Okay!" Tan Zhongmou shouted, his white beard was floating, and he was really angry.

The strings in his hand were plucked, and his figure fainted, and he instantly stood in the center of the square.

This hand looked like it was moving instantly, and it was very fast and weird, and it immediately attracted a lot of luck.

His eyes were embarrassed and stared at Tang Yu, and said, "Mr. Tang, please!"

Tang Yu nodded, but did not show off his skills. Instead, he slowly walked to the center of the square.

The whole audience became quiet in an instant, and everyone stared at the square.

One of the two people above the square was a hundred saints of the Great Chu, a first-class young genius.

One of them is the first cultivator in Hengzhou. He has been famous for decades. His cultivation is high and he is intimidating all directions. It can be said that he is infinitely close to the realm of Fortune.

Who can win the battle between these two people?

Tan Zhongmou said coldly: "Mr. Tang, since it's a battle, I'm doing my best, and I hope Lord Tang will not be surprised!"

Tang Yu laughed and said, "That's natural. Our saints disciples should be upright. Loss is losing, and winning is winning. Today, Japan is a poetry gathering. When you and I fight each other, it is to set a role model for the younger disciples. How can there be a reason to do your best?"

"Mr. Tan, please come first!"

Tan Zhongmou secretly hated him, thinking that Tang Xianjue was too insulting me, and today's comparison is about you. You must kill your arrogance.

Therefore, he did not refuse.

The six-stringed zither was sacrificed, and ten fingers were plucked. On the strings, the blade shot out like a storm and rolled towards Tang Yu.

Tang Yu smiled slightly and gently picked up a few chess pieces.

The chess piece flips in the air, the magic power tears the void, the heaven and earth are traversing into chess boards, instantly dividing the space into nineteen vertical and horizontal paths.

Then black and white intertwined in the air, but saw mana rolling in the air, just like a snowball.

The mana became stronger and stronger, and the power was so powerful that everyone on the VIP platform stood up.

The so-called expert looks at the tricks, while the layman watches the fun.

The middle school scholastics and ordinary people on the watch could not see the magic power at all. When Tan Zhongmou took action, his sharp piano blade flew in the air like thousands of arrows bursting. It was really gorgeous and couldn't help but applaud.

But the experts on the VIP desk saw Tang Yu's amazing magic power.

The magic power that monk Dongxuan could not possess.

Even if a cultivator Dongxuan is at the peak, his magic power cannot exceed 500 stages, or only fifty pieces.

Because the peak monks of Dongxuan generally have more than twenty magic powers, and the power of the saints can only double at most.

However, Tang Yu's move made the chess path roll and his mana increased exponentially.

The black and white chess pieces formed a crushing momentum and instantly swallowed the piano blade in the air. Tan Zhongmou did not expect Tang Yu to be so powerful.

It was too late to change his moves.

But he was really serious. His body changed very quickly and he quickly retreated, and while retreating, he used his strongest piano track.

A series of dark piano knives tear through the void and slashed out in the air.

But no matter how powerful the piano and knife are, Tang Yu will only crush him with one force and directly crush him.

Tang Yu's chess path has unexpected changes and is extremely tough in style. The black and white chess pieces are flying in the air, and their power is so shocking.

"Is this just a cultivator Dongxuan? This is 'wind'!"

Meng Sunchang said with wide eyes, he knew that Tang Yu was not Yi and him, but Tang Yu's move still scared him.

"Wind" is the symbol of a monk in the Fortune Realm, but Tang Yu's moves all have the true meaning of "Wind", which is really scary.

Poor Tan Zhongmou is also a strong man, but he was forced to retreat all the way by Tang Yu and retreated from the square.

The two may have more than a dozen rounds of battle, but Tan Zhongmou only attacked once, and the rest were defending, and they were not even considered to be defending. They could only be considered exhausted and embarrassed!

Finally, Tang Yu retired.

In an instant, he retreated to the highest mat.

"Sir Tan, you are not in good condition today. You and I will be there until we are here. Let's come again the next day!" Tang Yu said lightly.

Tan Zhongmou's face turned red. Although there was something unwilling to accept it, how could he have the face to challenge Tang Yu?

Based on his feelings, Tang Yu is not a cultivator of the Fortune Realm, because although Tang Yu has comprehended some of the true meaning of "wind", this true meaning is very weak and there is no true meaning of the cultivator of the Fortune Realm.

If he is a cultivator in the Forbidden Realm, he may not be able to hold on to one move.

But no matter what, Tan Zhongmou felt that he had no chance of winning if Tang Yu's cultivation reached this point.

With this in mind, he felt indescribable frustration. Just imagine that he had been practicing for a lifetime, and was nearly sixty years old, but he was not as good as a 17-year-old boy.

It would be fine if he had a dull qualification. When he was young, his qualifications were among his peers.

During the high school bachelor's stage, he was also a well-deserved gold medal scholar.

Having the qualifications and not becoming a strong man can only sigh that he has a poor background. Today's defeat can be said to have completely destroyed his pride.

Young people are geniuses, middle-aged people are mediocre, old people are rotten trees, time is also fate?

Tang Yu turned his head and said, "Mr. Zong, Lord Tan is in poor condition today and seems to be unable to reveal the mystery of the four arts. Next, you should do it!"

Tang Yu's expression was calm, but his tone was beyond doubt.

Zong Kui's face changed drastically, and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

His cultivation is not as good as Tan Zhongmou, and he is self-aware of this.

As soon as Tang Yu took action, he quickly defeated Tan Zhongmou, and his cultivation level showed that he almost didn't believe his eyes.

Now, Tang Yu has solved Tan Zhongmou, but directly challenged him. What should he do?

He even wondered if Tang Yu would take this opportunity to destroy him. At worst, he said that he was injured by mistake. Where did Zong Kui go to reason?

Zong Kui was very afraid of death, and this was his weakness. When he was afraid, he felt timid.

He was timid and didn't dare to respond.

Immediately, he ignored his face and fell to the ground and said, "Mr. Tang has a very high cultivation level, and the lower official is definitely not your opponent. This is better than me..."

"Oh!" Tang Yu pretended to be friendly: "Mr. Zong, there is no need to refuse. We just click on it. I only use regular script in calligraphy, but there will be no accidents. Our battle is just to give some encouragement to the scholars of Hengzhou!"

Tang Yu said it easily, but the more relaxed he looked, the more Zong Kui was afraid.

As the governor, he is the most suspicious, and Tang Yu's forced request made him feel even more wrong.

Why did Tang Yu have to let him go? It was probably because he had some conspiracy and tricks. He would keep the green mountains without worrying about losing firewood, but he must not be fooled by him.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect that this refusal would have a great negative effect on him.

The dignified Master of the Governor and the master of Dongxuan Realm do not even have the courage to fight. No wonder the Governor's yamen can only be under the prefect's yamen. This relationship is natural.

Zong Kui refused even more, and many of the onlookers couldn't help but show contempt.

Lord Tang all said it very clearly that only the basic method of regular script is used. Regular script is the introductory calligraphy of scholars of Gao Xuezi. The monks in Dongxuan Realm have very high magic power, and it is difficult for regular script to exert the power of magic power.

Tang Yu said this almost tied up his cultivation.

Under such circumstances, Lord Zong did not dare to face the challenge, which was really a shame for scholars.

Meng Sunchang, who was standing beside him, couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he stood up and said, "Mr. Tang, let me show your cultivation with you! Master Zong hehe, I've been busy with government affairs for many years, and I'm afraid I'm neglecting to practice..."

Meng Sunchang glanced at Zong Kui coldly without hiding his contempt.

It's shameful that this guy wants to join forces with me to deal with Tang Yu.

Fortunately, I was not confused and braked the car in time, otherwise I would have no way to fight Tang Yu.

Although Meng Sunchang was a military general, he was actually a bachelor. His martial arts declined nowadays, and only in the barracks could he see martial arts cultivators.

The generals in the barracks have always been both civil and military, and are mainly civil and civil.

Meng Sunchang usually leads troops to fight and does not show his cultivation. In fact, his cultivation is not weak, even if he is not as good as Tan Zhongmou, it is not much worse.

"Okay!" Tang Yu nodded gently.

"General Meng Sun loves calligraphy. Today, we will compete with calligraphy." Tang Yu said.

Meng Sun Chang did not dare to be arrogant and bowed in a regular manner, saying, "I would like to show mercy to help the scholars see the exquisiteness of the four arts!"

Both of them used the imperial brushwork technique. Tang Yu used "Huaisu Collected Works" and was light and elegant, but he saw that his robe was strong and not as old as the old one, but his demeanor and style were really impressive.
Chapter completed!