On the surface, the brothers defended Yue Feng, but secretly they used this to ridicule Wu Chou for being self-righteous.
However, Wu Chou felt very comfortable with the word "genius".
Gao Chu looked at Yue Feng and said: "Yue Feng is actually a genius, but even if he is a genius, it is indeed too much to ask him to make a spiritual spell when he has just become a senior apprentice."
After a pause, Gao Chu continued: "I have never asked anyone to do magic spells before the first closed class is over, but Yue Feng can make an exception. Yue Feng, just treat it as a joke,
If you make a magic spell, just take it out and try it. Don't be afraid of doing it poorly, no one will laugh at you."
Yue Feng waited for Gao Chu's words for a long time, and his feet were numb just waiting for these words.
He immediately responded: "Teacher, I want to try it!"
At this time, Yue Feng became the focus of everyone's attention, and even Xue Fu's eyes were attracted by Yue Feng.
"From Junior Brother Yue Feng's tone, he actually made a spiritual spell. This is incredible." The second senior brother said with a look of surprise on his face.
"Junior Brother Yue Feng, the scriptures are not just pieced together with phantom texts. They must comply with the rules of the magic spell." Shaking his head in disbelief, the senior brother reminded Yue Feng out of goodwill.
After laughing twice, Wu Chou said loudly: "Haha, let's take a look at Junior Brother Yue Feng's masterpiece. I believe the magic scripture board will be so shocked that there will be no reaction."
Although Yue Feng's appreciation of poetry and poetry is not high, he can always see that the magic spells Gao Chu talks about are not clever. If the works of great poets like Li Bai and Du Fu are really magic spells, then Gao Chu
Those magic spells you talked about really don’t mean anything.
Of course, Yue Feng did not dare to test the masterpieces of Li Du and others.
If Tang poems and Song lyrics were really magical spells, he believed that there would be no problem in shocking everyone present by taking out poems by people like Li Du. But if he did so, he might also get killed.
So Yue Feng made up his mind to test it with the most rudimentary poems he could memorize. Even so, Yue Feng was confident that the poems he produced should be able to reach the "crude level" of no quality.
With this foundation, Yue Feng planned to make some money from Wu Chou.
This closed study cost him 30,000 gold coins. If he didn't make some money back, why would he want to do so?
Yue Feng's indifferent eyes fell on Wu Chou, and he said calmly: "Senior Brother Wu Chou, should we make a bet? If the spiritual spell I make reaches the crude level, you will give me a thousand gold coins.
If you can't even reach the crude level, then you lose a thousand gold coins to me."
Wu Chou hadn't spoken yet, but the others reacted strongly.
"Junior brother Yue Feng seems to be quite honest, but I didn't expect him to be so arrogant! He has just become a senior apprentice and can make crude spells, unless he has been learning heavenly runes since his mother's womb..." Three
There was a look of surprise on the senior brother's face.
"This Yue Feng doesn't seem to be a wealthy person. Although one thousand gold coins is not much, it is still quite a lot. Is this how he plans to give it to Wu Chou?" said the fourth senior brother.
As for the eldest brother, the second brother always thought that Yue Feng had taken the wrong medicine, and what he said was just nonsense, and they didn't take it seriously at all.
It is simply a joke to try to make crude spell exercises when you have just become a senior apprentice.
Wu Chou finally looked forward to the opportunity to bet with Yue Feng, and his heart trembled with excitement.
"The opportunity to avenge your shame has finally come, Yue Feng, I want you to double the compensation to me." Wu Chou thought so, and immediately said: "Yue Feng, if you have the guts, we will bet bigger. According to the conditions you said, we will bet
How about ten thousand gold coins?"
Gao Chu immediately stopped him and said: "I have just become a senior apprentice, and my first closed study has not yet ended. Yue Feng dares to make spiritual spells and use them for evaluation. It is already very valuable. I don't think I should make this bet..."
After all, it involves 10,000 gold coins. After all, Tang poetry and Song lyrics have not been tested on the magic scripture board. Yue Feng is only 80% sure whether these Tang poetry and Song lyrics are spiritual spells. After all, he has a guilty conscience and hesitates for a while.
Make this bet with Wu Chou.
Wu Chou immediately used the provocation method: "Why don't you dare, Yue Feng? I know you can only talk big words, and you can also make crude magic spells. Haha, it's a joke..."
Xue Fu walked up to Yue Feng and said, "Yue Feng, don't be afraid. If you lose, I will pay for you."
Yue Feng was not polite: "Senior Sister Xuefu, if we lose, each of us will pay half. If we win, each of us will also pay half, how about."
Xue Fu said: "It's up to you. Make a bet with him. Senior sister has confidence in you."
Yue Feng then said to Wu Chou: "Don't provoke me, I will make this bet for you."
When the brothers heard that Yue Feng actually agreed despite Wu Chou raising the bet, they were all speechless. They looked at Yue Feng and thought two words: "Fool!"
If I had to add one word in front of fool, it would be "big fool".
Based on Gao Chu's understanding of Yue Feng, he felt that Yue Feng must have a certain degree of confidence in making this bet, so he no longer stopped him and said: "Okay, Yue Feng, let the magic scripture board test your exercises!
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Yue Feng walked to the magic scripture board, stretched out his fingers, and silently recited an ancient poem "Painting" from the first-grade elementary school textbook in his heart: "Looking at the mountains from a distance, they are colorful, and hearing the water up close is silent. When spring is gone, the flowers are still there, and when people come, the birds are not surprised."
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Yue Feng felt the golden words follow his fingers and pour into the magic sutra tablet.
For a long time, there was no response on the magic scripture board.
At this time, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Yue Feng's forehead.
"This is the result. Could it be that the ancient poems I memorized in my previous life were not the magic spells here? This time I am so embarrassed that I lost 10,000 gold coins!"
Losing 10,000 gold coins is not a small matter for Yue Feng, but what is bigger than this is that it proves that Tang poetry and Song poetry are not magic spells. What is the problem?
Yue Feng's heart felt cold, and he reluctantly used his mental power to input "Painting" into the magic sutra tablet again, but there was still no response from the magic sutra tablet.
The senior brothers had already expected this result, and apart from laughing at Yue Feng's big words in their hearts, they did not ridicule him verbally.
Why would a barber shave a bald man's head?
Wu Chou laughed proudly: "Yue Feng, you lose, bring me 10,000 gold coins!"
After Yue Feng tried again, there was still no response from the magic scripture tablet, so Yue Feng had to reluctantly move his hand away from the magic scripture tablet.
Xue Fu nodded in disappointment and took a reluctant look at Wu Chou, who was so proud that he was a little arrogant. He wished he could catch Wu Chou and beat him up.
"Yue Feng, I will pay for these ten thousand gold coins..." Xue Fu moved the ring in space, and a purple high-value voucher appeared in his hand.
Yue Feng took out a five-thousand-gold-coin voucher and said to Xue Fu with regret, "Senior Sister Xue Fu, I'm sorry that you lost five thousand gold coins."
Xue Fu pushed Yue Feng's hand away and said, "Yue Feng, don't be sad! With your talent, you will one day surpass that guy with the ugly red bumps on his face."
Wu Chou walked up to Xue Fu in a swaggering manner and said with frivolity in his eyes: "Xue Fu, my face is a bit ugly because of the red spots on my face, but I am talented. I really envy Junior Brother Yue Feng's good fortune. He has such a pretty face.
But it’s so handsome that even if he loses in a traffic jam, someone will pay for him.”
Xue Fu looked extremely ugly, but she still handed the voucher in her hand to Wu Chou's extended hand.
At this moment, the magic scripture tablet suddenly made a clicking sound, and everyone's eyes focused on the magic scripture tablet from Yue Feng.
At this time, I saw a few cracks appearing on the magic scripture tablet. The magic scripture tablet actually made a banging sound and then shattered.
"What, what is going on?" The eyes of all the apprentices who saw this scene were filled with surprise.
Yue Feng was startled and his face turned pale. He was the last person to touch the magic sutra board. The magic sutra board suddenly shattered and he couldn't escape his involvement. He didn't know how much money he would have to pay.
"It's true that misfortunes never come singly. If you lose money, you still have to pay for the magic sutra tablet..." Yue Feng wanted to cry.
"This magic scripture board can only test the highest level of magic spells. When the tested magic spell exceeds the test range of the magic scripture board, the magic scripture board will be broken, indicating that the level of the magic scripture Yue Feng just input has exceeded
The category of 'ungraded' should at least be 'graded' scriptures..."
Gao Chu also calmed down after some shock before speaking.
Gao Chu's words were like a burst of thunder, making everyone shocked and at a loss.
Yue Feng actually produced a classy scripture. How is this possible?
Wu Chou, who had just taken 10,000 gold coins from Xue Fu, turned pale and his hands were shaking slightly.
Xuefu was so shocked that she forgot that the voucher representing 10,000 gold coins in Wu Chou's hand belonged to her. She stared at Yue Feng blankly, and it took her a long time to say something: "Lin Qi was right, I thought you
When you are bragging, you are actually pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger."
In the eyes of everyone in disbelief, Gao Chu took out a magic scripture board from the space ring that was one size larger than the scripture commentary board just now. The patterns on the magic scripture board were also larger than the magic scripture board just now.
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"This is an intermediate magic scripture board, which can test the 'good' level of spiritual spells. Yue Feng, test the grade of your magic scriptures on this magic scripture board." Gao Chu took out the magic scripture board and put it on the table, and said to
Yue Feng said.
At this time, Yue Feng also recovered from the shock. He did not expect that a poem he randomly selected from the Chinese textbook for the first grade of elementary school had reached a grade of "good quality" or above.
High-grade spiritual spells have been separated from the scope of practice. They are things that can only be created by spell masters.
"It seems that I underestimated this poem. Damn, I want to keep a low profile. Now, the whole world knows that I keep a low profile." Yue Feng was surprised and happy in his heart.
Everyone turned their attention to the magic sutra tablet that Gao Chuxin took out, and they were all wondering whether the spiritual spell Yue Feng had just written had reached the level of "good quality".
Yue Feng looked at the magic scripture tablet that Gao Chuxin had taken out, and then looked at the envious and jealous senior brothers. His head started to spin: "What if this poem appears in the first-grade elementary school textbook?
What if the grade is higher? I just became a senior apprentice and made a 'good' spell, which has already surprised those people. If the grade is higher, my name will be too famous..."
Yue Feng doesn't want to be famous at this stage. People are afraid of being famous, but pigs are afraid of being strong, especially when he has no ability to protect himself. This kind of fame brings short-term vanity satisfaction, but it hides endless troubles.
Yue Feng felt that his recent performance had somewhat deviated from his original intention.