Yes, what the ancestor of poetry said was indeed provocative.
But this provocation can better stimulate the fighting spirit of the next leader.
In this way, the next martial arts battle can be more interesting.
"Xiaobaizi, go up and fuck him!"
The nine-tailed cat looked at the energy of the eight ancestors and couldn't help but look at Jiang Xiaobai beside him.
Jiang Xiaobai shrugged helplessly.
Only the leader has this qualification.
He forgot about it.
It's good to be a spectator and watch this game.
While he was thinking, he saw two figures jumping on the stage again.
It's Julian.
There was another person following him.
"The two of us are going to fight about 'books, paintings and flowers'!"
Ju Lian's voice sounded, and he looked full of fighting spirit.
He actually directly selected three ancestors.
Jiang Xiaobai was surprised for a moment.
Calligraphy and painting can coexist, but what about flowers?
Obviously it is done by collaborative people.
As the words of the Julian ended, the three ancestors walked out.
The same pen and ink, but because of painting, there are a little more colored inks at the moment.
When the starting sound sounds.
Jiang Xiaobai mainly paid attention to the competition between flowers.
At this moment, he discovered that this flower was a flower arrangement skill, and the material was taken from the surrounding flowers.
As for the bottle, what surprised him the most was that it was made on site.
That's right, a material provided on site is used to condense it with spiritual power.
The ancient patterns are swirling around, and when certain colors are blended together, they look extremely beautiful.
In addition, the effects of flower arrangements also vary.
Under the agitation of spiritual power, the flowers look more delicate and beautiful. When combined with different types, the effect is extremely outstanding.
Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were strange.
No wonder the association attracts so many people.
Because this competition is really exciting.
As time passed, he originally thought that the flower arrangement side would finish first, but what he didn't expect was that the calligraphy and painting side would be a step faster.
Yes, with the pulling of two spiritual powers.
The entire stage is divided into two places, different areas, showing different beauties.
First of all, on the ancestor's side, the painting is mountains and rivers, with a platform left behind the mountains and rivers.
And as the flower arrangement ended, the bottle just landed on the platform.
At the moment of connection, the shape of the bottle stands there like a hill, and the superimposed flowers on the hill suddenly become majestic and full of artistic spirit from a visual point of view.
The calligraphy is set off on the upper right side, accompanying the mountains and rivers, and also carries an indescribable majesty.
Jiang Xiaobai's expression showed surprise.
Such a combination was something he didn't expect.
The side of the chrysanthemum couplet looks equally outstanding. It depicts a countryside with luxuriant grass. A veiled woman whose appearance is unclear is squatting on the ground.
And the vase with the flower arrangement just stands out there.
The written chapter fell on the bottle.
It looks equally stunning.
"Fuck!"
The nine-tailed cat couldn't help but uttered a curse word.
This competition is simply a visual feast.
Jinfeng's eyes were also focused.
Apparently he was also shocked.
However, in comparison, the majesty of the mountains and the mountain-like setting of the vase are obviously superior.
After all, ginger is still spicy after all.
Ju Lian was helpless. In fact, when he came up, he was still confident.
But it's a pity.
In desperation, he bowed in the direction of the three ancestors and left with the people around him.
"Who's coming?"
The ancestor of poetry smiled and spoke.
After the words fell, two more people took the stage.
This time it was the same three games, writing poems and drinking wine.
As the sound started, Jiang Xiaobai originally thought that the wine should be mixed drinks, but at this time he discovered that it was not the case, but the wine prepared by the ancestor, and both sides drank it.
Every time the word "please" is spoken, it is a glass of wine.
What is displayed is the kind of boldness unique to drinkers.
Moreover, it can be seen from the different wine aromas that the types of wine are also different.
As more than a dozen words of "please" came down, the face of the drinker's face was extremely red, but he still held on.
On the other side, the competition of calligraphy and poetry is also in full swing.
However, the one who competed with the wine did not persist until the end. As he drank a glass of wine, his body swayed and he lay there directly.
Jiang Xiaobai was surprised.
To be honest, at this moment, he really wanted to taste how strong this wine was.
When he moved, the calligraphy and poetry also came to an end. Following the traction of the font, the two poems were suspended in the air.
The competing teachers shook their heads.
He lost.
In terms of calligraphy and poetry, they are all inferior in comparison.
After sighing, he left with the drunk man.
"Ha ha!"
The ancestor who was drinking laughed at this moment: "It's over before I even have an appetite? What a pity..."
That voice sounded really crazy.
Jiang Xiaobai felt really itchy hearing this.
He can also drink wine, and he also likes to drink it.
When it comes to wine, he has never been inferior to anyone because of Mr. Ling's guidance since he was a child.
When his interest became more intense, his brows were raised again.
I saw Zhumo and his colleagues stepping up at the same time.
The selected ones are books and chess.
At this time, Jiang Xiaobai mainly focused on the chess game, which looked different from his usual performance.
The chess pieces seem to be specially made.
As the chess pieces scattered, what appeared was a shadow holding a sword.
Under the light of the sword, the sharp edge moved the entire audience.
It seems like spreading beans to make an army, but unfortunately it is just a simple gathering of spirits. In addition, through some means of the Zhu family, a unique edge has been integrated into it.
But no matter what, this chess game looks equally exciting.
However, it is a pity that the ancestor of the Zhu family's chess is obviously better. With more shadows standing, there is absolutely no room for the development of Zhu Mo.
Calligraphy is also suppressed by the old man who is a calligrapher.
In the end, the two could only clasp their fists and leave angrily.
Jiang Xiaobai's expression fluctuated.
There are not many leaders left.
So, when will Ji Fengxi and Nan Yan take the stage?
Do we have to wait until the end?
Just when he thought of this, he suddenly smiled.
On the stage, two figures were seen floating down, like two fairies.
In an instant, his face was filled with anticipation.
In the past three days, Nan Yan and Ji Fengxi's piano and flute combination was outstanding, even he was full of praise.
And thinking of Nan Yan's mother, he also hoped that the two of them could win.
While he was looking forward to it, the people around him were also looking forward to it.
Because those two figures look so pleasing to the eye.
Nan Yan is reserved and mysterious, not to mention Ji Fengxi's softness and clarity, which makes people's hearts beat faster involuntarily.
"We only care about music!"
At this time, Nan Yan's calm voice sounded and she looked at the ancestor of the Lan family.
The ancestor of the Nalan family was not surprised after hearing this.
After the response, an old voice sounded: "Please!"
After the words fell, a piano table was placed, and Ji Fengxi sat there.
Next to her, Nan Yan raised her hand and pressed it down. In the waves of space, a guqin fell onto it. When she raised her hand, an emerald green flute appeared in her hand.
At this moment, her eyes were directly focused on the reward behind.
Among them was the volume of spiritual music she wanted...