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Three hundred and seventieth chapters no distinction

"asshole!"

Wang Xiaonian, who was sitting behind the two of them, twisted his face in anger and broke the penholder in his hand with a snap.

However, just when everyone was shocked by the extraordinary talents of the two, a discordant sound suddenly sounded, like two huge mountains violently rubbing and colliding. Everyone heard a harsh, shocking sound in their ears.

A distressing sound.

Not only that, even the entire Hall of Heroes trembled violently, faintly about to be torn in half by two different artistic conceptions.

"Look there!"

I don't know who it was, but suddenly pointed in the direction between Chen Shaojun and Liao Boya and shouted.

As far as the eye could see, there was an obvious tortuous space crack between Chen Shaojun and Liao Boya.

"Their little worlds are devouring and colliding with each other."

A great scholar suddenly understood something and exclaimed:

"They are too close, and their literary meanings are completely different, and the principles of heaven and earth they contain cannot coexist in the same space!"

Following the words of this great scholar, others also understood something, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and one pool cannot accommodate two dragons. The incompatible literary and Taoist artistic conceptions of Chen Shaojun and Liao Boya collided in this small area.

When they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Although this situation is rare, it also means that the two of them must fight it out in this small world.

"Boya..."

At this time, even Ou Yemian, the master of Dawen Kingdom, lost his previous calm:

"Why is this child so talented?"

Almost subconsciously, Ou Yemian turned to look at Chen Zongxi in the distance. Before that, he had brought Liao Boya to meet Chen Shaojun near the Chen family's mansion, but even Ou Yemian had never thought about this person from the Chen family.

The youngest son's talent is actually so high.

In this battle, Liao Boya no longer had any reservations. The world of literary and acting was already at his peak. Ou Yemian could feel it. He had tried his best. This kind of talent and state, even in Liao Boya, were unparalleled.

is uncommon.

However, in this state, Liao Boya could only stand on an equal footing with Chen Shaojun, without any advantage at all.

Invisibly, this brought his thoughts back to that day decades ago, except that the protagonists were him and Chen Zongxi at that time.

"It's such a fateful reincarnation. I didn't expect that what happened back then would happen again. But this time... Boya, you must not lose."

Ou Yemian looked at Liao Boya in the hall with a solemn expression. He poured almost all his hope into Liao Boya.

In the past few decades, he has trained many disciples and mentored many geniuses from Dawen Kingdom, but Liao Boya's talent is still the only one he has seen in his life. Even if he looks at the entire Dawen Kingdom, I am afraid there will be no one who can compare with him within a hundred years.

of.

If even he could not win, it would be impossible for the entire Da Wen Kingdom to defeat the Shang Dynasty, establish its own status as the direct line of Confucianism and Taoism, and realize the aspirations of generations.

"I believe in you, my teacher, and you will definitely succeed."

Ou Yemian looked forward, a bright light flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, on the other side, people from Dashang were equally worried.

"Brother Chen, have you seen it? This kid's talent is so amazing."

"It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable! In the world of literature and acting, this is a sage-level article. This child's talent is so amazing. Brother Chen, I even told him to give it a try, but you still keep it to yourself and don't let him participate!"



The most excited people at this moment were the two household gurus next to Chen Zongxi. They knew that Chen Shaojun had won first place in the Luyuan Poetry Society, so his talent was not low, but they never thought that he would reach such a high level.

This is not low, it is simply amazing!

Based on this scene alone, no one can refute the fact that he is the number one young person in the Shang Dynasty.

"It's not over yet, it's too early to say anything now."

Chen Zongxi said in a deep voice, still with a stern expression, but for those who are familiar with Chen Zongxi, they can tell at a glance that Chen Zongxi's tone has obviously softened, and is much softer. He is no longer as cold and inhumane as before.

Obviously, Chen Shaojun's current performance has had an impact and change on the always strict leader of the Ziju School.

"You guy, after today, if you continue to cling to the past and restrain his feet, I will drag him to our school and become my student."

Those officials from the Ministry of Revenue who were on good terms with Chen Zongxi seemed to want to fight for Chen Shaojun and bring down the old man.

Based on Chen Shaojun's amazing talent, after today, as long as he is willing, the great scholars, great scholars, masters, and great masters who want to accept him as their disciples... may have to queue all the way from the Hall of Heroes to the local state capital.

"But Brother Chen is right. This matter is of great concern. Whether the Shang Dynasty can maintain the dignity of the empire and maintain the orthodoxy and independence of culture depends on this child!"

Another Ministry of Household official said.

At this moment, the competition between the two is becoming increasingly fierce. The stars and stars shown in their articles are constantly colliding, and even the sun and the moon are constantly colliding. However, even so far, the two have

People are still in a state of equal equality, and there is still no way to distinguish between superior and inferior.

“Now it’s time to finish the questions!”

Above the main hall, the emperor who was presiding over the gathering looked at the two people on the seat and said calmly.

When a policy argument breaks through, it will come to an end, just like a running bull. No matter how far it is let out or how far it rushes, it has to be pulled back in the end.

Although breaking the topic is the most important, the ending is equally important. Only by echoing the beginning and end of a good policy statement can each other complement each other and maximize the quality of the article.

In the main hall, Liao Boya pondered for a moment, dipped in ink, and quickly wrote the last line.

"If you seek, you will gain; if you give up, you will lose. Therefore, all things are prepared for me. I can clearly discern their nature, make the best use of the situation, and naturally know it!"

After finishing the last stroke, boom, like water rushing down a floodgate, the majestic literary meaning spurted out from Liao Boya's article like thousands of horses galloping. At that moment, the small world around Liao Boya, boom, again

It was two rounds of scorching sun that burst out, and together with the previous round of scorching sun, they formed the three talents of heaven, earth and man.

The three scorching suns also represent the three emperors of heaven, earth and man, which coincide with the way of heaven.

The third one is the ultimate in human beings!

Liao Boya's strategy has reached its extreme at this moment.

Not only that, when Liao Boya put pen to paper, the small world was integrated into one. Boom, I saw streams of essence rising from the heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, plants, trees, insects and fish in Liao Boya's small world. Boom, in the blink of an eye, I saw Liao Boya.

In the essence of Boya's article, the light and shadow are intertwined, and nine huge phantoms of saints appear from scratch. They are integrated with Liao Boya's small world and echo each other. The vast and majestic momentum is enough to make people laugh.

Anyone is shocked by it.

——But in terms of the number of saints appearing in articles, even Wang Xiaonian was completely squeezed out.

"It's up to him now."

Liao Boya stopped writing and looked at Chen Shaojun on the left with a solemn expression.

His momentum has been achieved, and the majestic literary meaning is surging and squeezing in the direction of Chen Shaojun. If Chen Shaojun cannot withstand this pressure, finish it perfectly, and write an artistic conception comparable to his, he will be defeated by him.

Completely crushed.

Not only that, even his little world will be squeezed and broken.

The ancients often used the term "work behind closed doors" to describe learning, but many people today think it is a derogatory term, but they do not know that there is a reason for all this.

It doesn't matter if it's just words that are written in the haze, and articles that are written at the Han level. Only by communicating with each other can the great Confucians inspire and promote each other.

However, when it comes to an article of the level of Wenyan Tiandi, if the distance is too close and the meaning of the article conflicts, one side will have a great impact on the other, and even cause the other, slightly inferior, peerless article to die prematurely.

This time in the Hall of Heroes test, Liao Boya was able to think smoothly and completed the work one step ahead of schedule, thus gaining an advantage invisibly.

Click, click, squeezed by Liao Boya's huge literary meaning, countless stars fell in the small world above Chen Shaojun, and the entire small world seemed unable to support it.

However, at this time, Chen Shaojun was sitting upright, with a calm look on his face, and he was still undisturbed. The next moment, in the eyes of everyone, Chen Shaojun picked up his brush and dipped ink on the inkstone. This tiny movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Even Liao Boya couldn't help but look over.

He is about to put pen to paper!

Everyone knows that Chen Shaojun is about to close the question.

At that moment, everyone held their breath, waiting for the final showdown between the two. Even Wang Xiaonian, who was jealous of Chen Shaojun and always wanted to suppress Chen Shaojun, also watched uncontrollably.

Coming over, it was as if the pen in Chen Shaojun's hand had some incredible magic power.

"Heaven's behavior is constant. It will not exist for Yao, nor will it perish for Jie..."

Chen Shaojun quickly wrote these words on the rice paper in front of him. Boom, the next moment, a huge literary meaning, greater than ever before, burst out from Chen Shaojun's pen like thousands of horses in silence.

And out, boom, three rounds of scorching suns rose up at the same time, shining in the void. At the same time, the avenue roared, and the shadows of the nine saints were majestic, as powerful as prisons. They also appeared in Chen Shaojun's literary spirit, and Liao Boya's literary spirit.

They want to fight against each other.

"The number of three talents!"

"When the sage comes, nine or nine times, the two of them are evenly matched!"

There were exclamations in the hall. No one expected that under the pressure of Liao Boya, Chen Shaojun would reach the same level. Their literary skills were equally comparable.

"how so?"

In the main hall, a man named Hongru, Grand Master, and Grand Master all looked at each other in confusion.

The literary talents of the two are indeed amazing, but there is still a headache for everyone present. If the two articles are indistinguishable, then how to determine the winner?

Neither the Great Shang Dynasty nor the Great Wen Kingdom were willing to see this situation.


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