It seemed that Sun Fanfeng was asking for his opinion, but in fact he was categorical.
The young men have long lost their fighting spirit for the literary examination.
The poems written by Mo Yang Yu are incomparable.
His poems can still have hope and know the gap, but it is something that can be achieved with more effort.
Lan Chen?
Forget it, it should only exist in the sky.
Mo Yangyu was a little dissatisfied at first.
Both of these two games were fully prepared, but now they say no?
When I opened my mouth, I was filled with dissatisfaction and felt powerless for a moment.
Although the poems and articles are different, they are all made up of spliced words. The two articles that have been prepared long ago... let alone half of the level of "Jiang Jinjiu", are not qualified to compete with it.
What's more, I don't know if Lan Chen has any backup plan, so don't ask for trouble.
But in fact, Lan Chen really has no backup, he can still write poems and songs, and there are many in his mind, but this kind of highly targeted article?
Lan Chen couldn't help but feel relieved, thankful that the victory of the first game was decided with poetry.
"Wen doesn't have the first place, but today, we are lucky enough to witness it! The first place is Lan Chen, the second place is Mo Yang Yu, and the second place is Yang Sien."
"Young masters, please rest for a while. Next is the final competition. I will ask my servants to clean up the competition stage."
"I hope that Miao'er's husband will be a man of both civil and military skills. He will be the first in civil and martial arts. For the Sun family, martial arts is the most important thing. The one who wins the first place in the martial arts test can marry his daughter.
"
After saying that, Sun Fanfeng slowly stepped back from the stage, and his peripheral vision frequently glanced at Mo Yangyu.
The four eyes met, and only the expectations of the elders for the younger ones still encouraged them.
For example, the competition to recruit a bride at the beginning was just for fun and to please the ancestors, and the cooperation inside and outside was just for a formality.
However, the sudden appearance of the world has also caused loopholes in the careful plan.
Sun Fanfeng said that, but in fact it was to enter the next stage quickly to avoid unnecessary complications.
Don't worry about cheating in the literary test, but what Mo Yangyu is good at is the martial arts test!
Sure enough - Lan Chen couldn't help but think.
At the beginning, we saw the stage in the courtyard. It didn't look like an opera stage, so it could only be for martial arts competitions.
Several members of the Sun family were on the small stage, while the large stage was filled with various weapons for selection.
The young masters who had failed the literary test were all eager to try. This was the last chance. However, when they realized that Mo Yangyu was present, they felt as if they had eaten flies.
The Mo family in Kunshan must have extraordinary talents!
However, Lan Chen's thoughts were on Sun Fanfeng's naked favoritism.
Before the competition, it was announced publicly that only the winner of the two matches would be able to marry his granddaughter.
What if one person takes it away?
You can't have two big men serving the same woman, right? It's obvious that Mo Yangyu has been assigned to her from the beginning to the end.
Seeing that something was wrong, I changed my words temporarily.
It doesn't matter to you gentlemen, since there is no hope in the literary test anyway, you might as well hope to work hard in the martial arts test.
It was just a pain for Lan Chen. He shrugged, it was okay, and suddenly realized that in the end he was still a man who valued martial arts over literature.
Then...
Win the title again!
Just be civilized and military!
The unfair treatment made Lan Chen want to fight.
This desire burned away the previous playful mentality and created the firmness in his eyes now.
The most disgusting and unfair thing in this life!
Soon, Sun Fanfeng came to the stage again. He waved his hand and said, "Young masters, you have been waiting for a long time."
"My servants are fully prepared. This competition will be held in an arena."
"During the martial arts competition, you can use fists and feet, sticks and weapons, and magical abilities. You can also see blood and get injured. We, the people of Daqian, are not that fragile, but remember to stop at it and don't hurt your life. My little girl doesn't have the ability to make everyone The young master risked his life to fight."
"You can go up, you can abstain, you can go solo, you can also be surrounded. If you get off the stage, you lose. You only have one chance. In the end, you stay..."
After a pause, as if he was struggling with some idea in his mind, Sun Fanfeng said slowly, "The last ancestor, Sun Miaomiao's grandma, will choose a grandson-in-law based on your performance. Of course, the strongest one will be the one left in the end." People who are on the field.”
Lan Chen raised his eyebrows, and he felt that Sun Fanfeng seemed a little awkward because of his appearance.
What kind of rule is this?
Defeating powerful enemies from all walks of life is still not considered a winner, but it has to be judged by the ancestors?
Extremely funny.
However, those who were eager to show off did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. Instead, they looked eager to give it a try. However, due to the influence of the crowd's mentality, no one stood out to detect the rumor for the time being.
"Brother Lan? Why don't you come?" Zhao Sien smiled, his tone not only full of admiration, but also more cautious.
Selfishly, he only recognized the 'competition', which made him feel relieved.
Although he was not a prodigy, he was still somewhat confident in his boxing and kicking skills. He even felt that even if he were to compete with Mo Yangyu, a prodigy, he would have a slight chance of winning.
The variable among them is naturally Lan Chen.
Can someone who can write about something so full of pride be a defenseless person?
Regardless of whether it is true or not, Zhao Sien does not want to face such a variable as Yi Lanchen again.
"There's no rush. Let's see what the situation is first."
"Speaking of it, any competition is nothing more than civil and military, or it may be a matter of knowledge or travel. Brother Lan has already shocked everyone in the literary test. Is it possible that he is not prepared for the martial arts test?"
"Not really." Lan Chen smiled and guessed Zhao Si'en's little thoughts, but he took the lead and said, "Why don't I ask Brother Zhao a question."
"Let's talk."
"Brother Zhao? Are you a miraculous person?"
"I don't have such a good life." Zhao Si'en smiled bitterly and said that Qineng was like the cabbage sum in Naifang City. If you want to buy it, you can buy it.
"That's alright. Since according to what you said, the Mo family in Kunshan has been a prodigy for generations, then Mo Yangyu must also be a prodigy. Nine times out of ten, he will be the one who can come out on top in this competition. .If you don’t put your energy on him, what can you do if you put it here with me?”
"This..." Lan Chen's frankness really left Zhao Si'en speechless.
Lan Chen continued, his tone even more sarcastic, "I understand a little bit what Brother Zhao means, but I'm just worried that if I hold back, you will become a mantis and a cicada, while I will do the 'oriole' thing."
"But what's the problem?"
"How can a person with both civil and military skills be defeated by such a trivial matter? And aren't all the people of the great cadres caring for the world? Even if they are hurt by the villain's subterfuge, justice is in the heart of the people, but it is only sad because of it. Such a careful calculation."
"Which is strong or weak is not determined by who comes on the stage after that. The strong one is in the hearts of the people."
"Besides, I'm not prepared for this martial arts test to be the last one."
After saying that, Lan Chen also swaggered forward.
He doesn't have the ability to control air and fly.
But he didn't act like a fool. He climbed up on his hands and feet, and with a little effort, he reached the half-human-height ring very easily.
Turning around and facing him, with a little arrogance but a little humility, Lan Chen bowed, "I'm Lan Chen, I hope you can teach me." This chapter has been completed!