Su Ping'an thought he heard wrongly and asked again.
"That's right!" the other party replied simply, which meant that the other party was here for you.
But Su Ping'an stared at the other person carefully for a long time, but couldn't tell who this person was. Then he couldn't help but asked in confusion, "Have we met before?"
"No!"
"Then do we have a holiday?"
"nor!"
"Then why did you challenge me?!"
Su Pingan was angry.
Is this a porcelain attack or what?!
This time, before the older man could answer, the stunned young man spoke first, "Because you hit our junior brother!"
"?"
Su Pingan was even more surprised when he heard this.
I don’t even know you, so how could I beat your junior brother?!
But wait...
Su Ping'an seemed to have guessed something, and then stared at the two of them and said, "You are the literary cultivators of Daming Palace Wen Palace, right?"
The man on the other side replied, "Yes, my name is Sun Jiufang, and this is my junior brother, Meng Erhu. Fang Zixu is our junior brother."
As soon as Su Ping'an mentioned 'Fang Zixu', he understood everything immediately.
It turns out that the smaller one was hit, and the larger one popped out!
Fang Zixu, Su Ping'an's old enemy.
Back when he was at the Qingyun Literary Society, Su Pingan and Fang Zixu had a head-to-head competition over spelling books. At that time, both parties used their own methods to win over readers, but Fang Zixu was still one step behind, and was ultimately defeated by Su Pingan.
However, Fang Zixu was unwilling to be defeated. Later, under the instigation of Pei Ziyi, he challenged Su Pingan again with a 'forced fight'. However, the result was the same, he still lost to Su Pingan and was beaten into a useless person in the end.
Fang Zixu is no longer something to be afraid of, but his uncle Fang Qingyuan cannot be taken seriously. The latter Fang Qingyuan is not only a tutor at Daming Mansion Wen Gong, but also a peak literary master, only one step away from Wen Zong.
There are hundreds of disciples, so he should not be underestimated.
In fact, when Su Pingan and the others decided to come to Daming Mansion, he had already foreseen that such a day would come, but he did not expect that this day would come so quickly and unexpectedly.
When Liu Qingxi heard the other party mention Fang Zixu, she understood everything. She immediately pulled Su Pingan's sleeve with one hand, telling him to be careful, and at the same time she was ready to take action. Su Pingan patted her
He raised his hand to express reassurance. If the other party really wanted to take action, he would not show up and say these two nonsense words. Su Pingan chuckled and replied: "It turns out that you are Fang Zixu's senior brothers. If that is the case, then I
Do you think it will be useless no matter what I say now?"
"That's right!"
Sun Jiufang and Meng Erhu said in unison.
Seeing that the two of them were so straightforward, Su Pingan also said decisively: "Okay, then you can decide. Since it is a challenge, time, place, writing a book, composing music or painting... I can let you decide, but I
There is also a request..."
Sun Jiufang was a little surprised to see Su Ping'an being so straightforward, but he still responded: "What's the request?"
"I hope this matter will end here after I win. I don't want any of Fang Zixu's senior brothers or sisters to line up to challenge me again in the future. Can you do it?!"
Su Pingan's biggest headache is this kind of thing.
If you hit a small one, a big one will pop out. If you hit a big one, the old one will pop up... endlessly. It's like upgrading. This is too troublesome.
So he hopes to solve it directly and once.
Upon hearing this request, Sun Jiufang was obviously stunned for a moment. He seemed not to have expected that Su Pingan would make such a request.
Seeing that he was silent, Su Pingan continued: "If you can't make this decision, then go back and tell these words to those who still want to seek revenge from me. If they can't do this, then I
Will not accept the challenge!"
After saying that, Su Ping'an took Liu Qingxi and prepared to leave.
Perhaps he was stimulated by Su Pingan's contemptuous tone, or maybe he was full of confidence in his own strength. After Su Pingan took two steps, Sun Jiufang suddenly raised his head and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Su Ping'an turned around and said, "Have you thought about the time, location, and what kind of competition you will be competing against?"
Sun Jiufang nodded and said: "Two days later in the morning, at your Qingfeng Restaurant, I will personally come to the door during the introduction, and then challenge you in public!"
"Where's the competition event?!"
Sun Jiufang replied with a stern look: "There is no project, because what I chose is... martial arts!"
"..."
Su Ping'an, who was originally confident, couldn't handle it when he heard the other party suddenly said "fighting" at the end.
Brother, you are a bit ungrateful!
I told you to choose between writing a book, painting or composing music, but now you actually told me to choose martial arts?! You don't play by the rules!
Su Ping'an had a toothache for a while, but the bullshit had been blown out before. Wouldn't it be cowardly to regret it now?!
As the saying goes, if you lose someone, don’t lose the formation!
Su Ping'an could only bite the bullet and take it, but out of caution he tentatively asked Sun Jiufang, "Ahem... How dare you ask your Excellency, what is your cultivation level?!"
Sun Jiufang had no intention of hiding his realm, so he said calmly: "Seventh realm of scribes!"
"Scribe Seven..."
Su Pingan choked.
What a challenge for you!
However, he quickly looked at Meng Erhu next to him. Maybe he had misunderstood. In fact, it was this guy who really challenged him.
Hmm... We are all of the same age, and this guy is young, so it is only normal for him to challenge me.
Su Ping'an then turned around and asked, "What about Brother Erhu?!"
Meng Erhu immediately glared and said with a strong voice: "The Eighth Realm of Scholars!"
Eight of the Scribes…
Damn it, you are not normal!
My senior brother is only at the seventh level of scribes. Why is it that my junior brother is at the eighth level of scribes?!
You are kidding me!
So is it too late for me to regret it now?!
Sun Jiufang seemed to see Su Pingan's doubts, and then said: "My junior brother is good at playing chess and is quite talented in chess, so his cultivation level is slightly higher than mine."
The other party's words made Su Ping'an skeptical.
He looked at Meng Erhu a few more times without believing in evil.
This guy with a tiger head and a tiger brain is actually a chess genius?!
But now it seems that no matter who you choose, it seems a bit difficult to deal with.
While Su Pingan was hesitating, Meng Erhu seemed impatient and said in a rough voice: "Why, are you scared? If you are, just say so!"
It's intolerable to be said like that by a loser!
Su Ping'an's temper suddenly rose, and he immediately agreed, saying: "Okay, Senior Brother Sun, it's only two days. In two days, I'll be waiting for you at Qingfeng Restaurant. Let's go!"
After saying that, Su Pingan turned around and left.
He left very decisively and gracefully, and before leaving, he did not forget to decide on his opponent to avoid temporary substitutions.
After all...the seventh realm is still easier to deal with than the eighth realm!