Everyone was looking at Song Mu, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts at this moment.
In this competition, most of the poems that everyone was competing for were poems written by their ancestors, but now there was actually a demon master provoking Song Mu's poems.
This kind of situation is also the first of its kind.
However, Song Mu frowned when he heard this, but his body did not move.
This scene was a little strange, but the demon boy's eyes had already swept over, and when he saw Song Mu's figure, he spoke directly.
"Song Zhuangyuan, what's wrong? Are you scared?"
After hearing this, Song Mu just raised his eyes slightly, looked at the other party without fear, and then said lightly.
"Song doesn't have Jinshi, civilians and soldiers to send it to you. I will go to the East China Sea to get this thing myself someday."
This statement can be described as arrogant, and many others looked at him with suspicion, but no one showed any disdain on their faces.
Everyone understood what Song Mu was like in front of them, and he was only a thirty-year-old Hanlin literati.
The strength of Song Mu in the future may be like that of the disciple of the Tao Shi Sect who just came and went like the wind.
He dared to say this, and he might actually be able to enter the Dragon Palace to hunt for treasures one day, which would also give the clan a boost of ambition.
The demon boy laughed loudly when he heard this, and his eyes seemed to become much colder.
"Song Zhuangyuan has such a strong tone, but there is no need to go to so much trouble today, the king will give you a chance."
Song Mu still looked calm and looked directly at the other party.
"Oh? So you asked me to come here by name just to give me this opportunity?"
The monsters around him angrily scolded Song Mu, but the demon boy just stared at Song Mu with bright eyes, and then spoke.
"The king said that you have extraordinary talent. It's easy to take this thing back this time. Write down three 'dragon' poems. As long as one of them reaches the level of Seven Dou of Talents, I will return this poem with both hands."
When the voice came, most of the people around looked at Song Mu, but when they saw Song Mu laughed, the smile on his face was thought-provoking.
"Use my things to redeem what belongs to me?"
"Song thinks he can't do it now!"
This sentence was resonant, but many people around him looked a little confused at the moment. After all, Song Mu's words seemed to mean that they had used the wrong method to get back their ancestors' belongings.
However, these words immediately angered the demon boy. Du Sheng immediately stood up and gave a deep warning.
"Heishui, what do you want?"
The aura on the demon boy's body fluctuated for a moment, but then slowly fell silent. This time, his eyes changed slightly, and he snorted coldly.
Immediately, the demon king returned to the dark clouds, but several demon kings came out to challenge him and came up with many poems.
Many Shizong families responded to the challenge, and it seemed that Song Mu ignored the matter.
But the ensuing competition caused the various poetry families to suddenly change their colors.
Just now, the disciples of the Tao Poetry Sect had gained face for the clan, but then it seemed like the world had changed.
The strength of those handsome demon kings has increased sharply, and their attacks are extremely fierce. After a series of fights, among the children of the Shizong family who challenged them, no one emerged victorious!
Several people were even seriously injured and the foundation was severely damaged!
Even Wang Yu, who was full of chances of winning, also suffered a big loss and was thrown out of the ring in embarrassment. He lost his wife and lost his troops.
This suddenly made everyone angry. Some people had already retreated, thinking that this was a trap and no longer went in. Du Sheng and others also frowned, and seemed to want to stop the fight.
At this moment, there is still a fight going on in the field, and the one fighting in it is Du Xianyin.
And in front of her was the three-headed demon king.
In this competition, Du Xianyin wanted to win back the poems of the three ancestors, but he was prepared to fight once and for all, one against three.
But at this moment, Du Xianyin not only didn't feel embarrassed to deal with it, she was even able to handle it with ease.
I saw Du Xianyin holding a pipa at this moment, gently playing it with her jade fingers, and bursts of sweet music came out.
But above the strings, there is a wrapping of literary power, and there are words flowing above it.
As Du Xianyin fiddled with his fingers, the surrounding environment actually changed. There were miserable winds and bitter rain, blooming mountain flowers, showers in summer, strong winds in winter, and various complex environments emerged one after another.
The three-headed demon king, forced by the brilliant attack, was unable to do anything to Du Xianyin for a moment, roaring and resisting various attacks.
Everyone was surprised when they saw this kind of scene. It was the first time for many people to see this kind of method. Those who knew that Du Mu Poetry Sect had special skills also had their eyes flashing when they saw this kind of musical attack method.
However, they were also surprised by Du Xianyin's continuous chanting of war words.
These war words are all composed of lyrics, and each one has its own unique charm. When sung and played, it brings about various visions one after another.
Since the competition until now, Du Xianyin has not repeated a word of war, as if she has thousands of words hidden in her mind.
"Who wrote the poems sung by the Sound Fairy?"
"I really don't know, but each of these words is very special. Could it be that the ancestors of the Du family used to write them while leaning on the railing, and this Du Xianyin found them back."
"In this way, the Du Shi Sect has a completely different look in the hands of Du Xianyin."
While everyone was marveling and talking, they saw the situation in the field suddenly change. The three-headed demon king seemed to have entered a special state. At this moment, his strength increased greatly and he was approaching Du Xianyin from all directions.
Seeing that Du Xianyin was about to fall behind.
But at this time, Du Xianyin's melody changed and he sang again, everyone was stunned.
Because those were Song Mu's "Night Nostalgia" and "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".
As soon as these top-notch lyrics came out, the aura on Du Xianyin's body suddenly changed, and then there was the flash of swords and swords.
The demon king couldn't resist it and vomited blood. Everyone on the boat looked over.
"This...this is..."
A thought flashed through the minds of many people, and at this moment they looked at Song Mu who was also watching the battle.
"Is it possible that Fairy Yin can use Song Mu's words like this..."
"It shouldn't be. If this is the case, this Song Mu..."
Doubts flashed in the eyes of many people, but at this moment they saw Du Sheng emit a ray of light and then shouted angrily.
"Heishui, why did you hit your painful spot again?"
The demon boy was standing in the air at this moment, looking at Du Xianyin with a somewhat fearful expression, and asked in a deep voice.
"Little girl, who wrote these words of yours?"
"Du Mu has no such ability!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone looked sideways. Du Xianyin didn't say anything. He collected his things and was about to leave. However, he never thought that the demon boy would use his demon power to control the poem scrolls. The power even directly bound Du.
Xianyin spoke at this moment.
"I can guess who it is without telling you. It's interesting."
Du Xianyin's face was stern, and he was about to take action at this moment, but Du Sheng took the first step and shouted sharply.
"Heishui, you are breaking the rules!"
"Rules? I can give you the scroll you just lost, old man. I only want Song Mu to write three poems."
"Song Mu, if you write, these will belong to you. If you don't write, these will be yours..."
A stern smile appeared on the demon boy's face.
"Let this beauty return to ashes with them, and dust to dust."
"stop!"
"How dare you, Shuzi?!"
Countless shouts rang out from the building, and the breaths suddenly opened, and the situation was tense for a moment.