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Chapter 92 Full firepower! Tit for tat!

The reason why Pei Yinwen was so quick to direct artillery fire at Qin Dong was because of two reasons.

Firstly, it was Qin Dong who had offended him, and Pei Yinwen couldn't wait to crush this person. Secondly, Qin Dongwen's reputation was extremely high, and he was already well-known throughout Yanjing City and was favored by many great scholars of the time.

It is said that even the "Sage of Ci" Kong Jianbai, who was defeated by Qin Dong, after his retirement, was convinced of Qin Dong and praised him very much. He continued to promote it everywhere, making Qin Dong's name spread like a god, and gradually became a legend.

Golden signboard.

If Pei Yinwen could defeat Qin Dong in front of everyone at this moment, he would undoubtedly become famous and reach a new level.

That's why Qin Dong was pushed to the forefront immediately.

“Senior Brother Pei’s first choice was actually Qin Dong?”

When many disciples saw this, they were confused at first, and then suddenly realized it.

It seems...

Pei Yinwen's move was intended to be the first to step on Qin Dong and ascend to the throne.

"Oh? This person is Qin Dong!" Luo Shaobai, sitting on the main seat, also glanced this way, then shook his head, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

He thought that this Qin Dong was some kind of powerful person!

Looking at his realm, he is only at the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm? It seems that he has just broken through not long ago.

Such small characters are rumored to be magical by the outside world, but in fact, they are not able to catch Luo Shaobai's eyes at all!

"The first one to be chosen is me?"

Qin Dong raised his eyebrows. As the person involved, he was not surprised at all.

Persimmons are generally picked soft.

On the surface, he is only at the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm, and he is also very famous. If Pei Yinwen wants to pick a weakling, of course he is his first choice.

"This Pei Yinwen is too insidious. He knew that we had never participated in the Taoist forum and did not prepare in advance! It seems that he has already planned to step on you to get the upper hand."

Xue Ziyan was furious when she saw it. If it weren't for the crowds here and the Taoism Forum, she would have walked away and took Qin Dong to leave here first.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely be very passive at this time, but Qin Dong just smiled and said calmly: "I'm here anyway, why not see what tricks Pei Yinwen wants to play."

After saying that, he immediately turned his attention to Pei Yinwen and responded: "Since Senior Brother Pei thinks so highly of Junior Brother, then I will be disrespectful! I just don't know what the rules of this discussion are, and I would like to ask Senior Brother Pei to enlighten me...

"

"Huh, since it's a meeting on Taoism, it's natural for us to recite poems and compose poems."

Pei Yinwen snorted coldly and explained with great disdain: "Of course, if your mental state is very poor, you can also just admit defeat! Anyway, you are a junior brother, even if you lose, it is a reasonable thing, not

Some people laughed at it, hehe..."

After saying that, he actually laughed to himself, as if he could take the opportunity to humiliate Qin Dong, how interesting it would be.

"So this so-called discussion of Taoism is just about reciting poems and making comments?"

Qin Dong blinked. He thought it would be difficult... but he didn't expect it to be so simple!

Fortunately, Pei Yinwen was still enjoying himself, thinking that he had a secure advantage, but little did he know that he had fallen into a trap.

"Yes, if you regret it, it's still too late to give up now." Pei Yinwen looked at Qin Dong with contempt and said jokingly.

"Abstain?"

Qin Dong shook his head slightly and said without fear: "It is my honor that Senior Brother Pei can come to me. If I abstain from voting, wouldn't it be a disgrace to Senior Brother? Why don't you ask Senior Brother for advice?"

"You boy, you are quite sharp-tongued."

Pei Yinwen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he could not scare Qin Dong just by talking about his feelings. He simply said: "In that case, let's write a poem with the theme of 'Youth'!"

"Write a poem with the title 'Youth'?"

Everyone in the room looked at me, and I looked at you. I thought that as a senior brother, Pei Yinwen would have some respect, but I didn't expect that he would be so shameless and ask the question first.

In this way, the whole scene can be said to be extremely unfavorable to Qin Dong. It can even be said to have sinister intentions and is simply a scam.

The reason is simple.

Because Pei Yinwen must have done homework and preparations in advance before holding the discussion meeting. Maybe the poems had been prepared long before that.

Now the two of them are facing each other tit for tat, discussing Taoism in public, but Pei Yinwen ignores his face and forces the question. Doesn't that mean that all the advantages are on his side? Even if there is no time limit when discussing Taoism, Qin Dong

No matter how powerful you are, it's impossible to create a great song around the topic of 'boy', right?

After all, rumors... are just rumors at best and cannot be true, and no one is stupid enough to believe easily that Qin Dong can really compose an eternal quatrain in a very short period of time to compete with Pei Yinwen.

Seeing that everyone, including Xue Ziyan, had expressions of embarrassment on their faces, Pei Yinwen couldn't help but a flash of pride flashed through his eyes, and then he deliberately said loudly: "Although this question is difficult, it can also verify the relationship between Junior Brother Qin Dong and me.

Between them, who has a more stable Taoist heart? Now that the question has been raised, I won’t be polite."

After saying that, he stood up, walked to the field, and took the lead in chanting: "Eighteen years are like a dream, how many years have happened in ancient and modern times, the flowers are gone with a sword, the grass is fleeting, and the hatred grows!"

After reciting the poem, Pei Yinwen looked at Qin Dong with a smile and said proudly: "Everyone, this quatrain of mine was inspired by my feelings. Now that I present it in front of everyone, it would be a shame."

Wow!

After listening to this poem, the whole scene immediately fell into a brief silence. Many people looked thoughtful, savoring the meaning of the poem.

Soon, the crowd burst into cheers, and everyone praised the poem and shouted that it was wonderful.

have to say.

Pei Yinwen, as a literary leader in the Huangji Taoist House, has long been famous, and he is by no means a person who lives up to his reputation. Just one young boy's poem has impressed many of his fellow disciples.

Coupled with Pei Yinwen's status as the son of General Zuo Duwei, many disciples who were good at flattering others were willing to praise him. Therefore, it was also in this discussion meeting that the level of this poem was

, pushed to a new level, it is already a truly excellent work.

"Eighteen years are like a dream? Haha, this guy Pei Yinwen does have some literary talent."

Luo Shaobai tasted it carefully and did not show any disdain. Instead, he gave it a very high evaluation. Who knows that Pei Yinwen's poem is indeed genuine!

"Let me tell you, why is this Senior Brother Pei so confident? It turns out... he actually prepared a great song in advance and deliberately used it to embarrass Qin Dong."

Xue Ziyan's face was ugly. Although she still had expectations for Qin Dong, facing such a powerful enemy, she also knew that things were getting troublesome.

Once the poems written by Qin Dong are not as good as Pei Yinwen's excellent poem, he will definitely be stepped on and it will be impossible to get a quota.

It is estimated that Pei Yinwen has calculated it well. It is impossible for Qin Dong to compose an eternal quatrain casually, and the threshold is set. With "Youth" as the title, the chance is even lower.

"Haha, we thought before that Qin Dong was so powerful that he could be called the Immortal of Poetry in Yanjing City. It turns out...it was nothing more than that."

"If even this kind of thing can be called a poetry immortal, then isn't Senior Brother Pei Yinwen a poetry saint?"

"Isn't that right? This is the Huangji Taoist Palace, not a market place where cats and dogs dare to jump out and call themselves immortals. That would simply disgrace our Huangji Taoist Palace..."

"Fighting against Senior Brother Pei Yinwen, Qin Dong is dead now. Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid he will suffer a defeat today!"

Seeing that all the unfavorable situations were on Qin Dong's side, the small group behind Pei Yinwen immediately made a mockery of you and me, as if Pei Yinwen had already achieved success with just one of his best works.

The victory was locked in advance.

What's more, this is not the first time Pei Yinwen has used this trick of setting questions in advance. Every time he has tried it repeatedly, he is sure to win. They don't believe it. What surprises will happen when they get to Qin Dong's place.

Especially Ye Qingyun, when he saw that Qin Dong was about to be defeated, he couldn't help showing a proud look on his face and sneered: "Qin Dong, weren't you awesome just now? I met Senior Brother Pei today. In my opinion, you are still old.

Surrender honestly and admit defeat, haha!"


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