In the Literary Academy, the crowd dispersed automatically, leaving an open space in front of the square.
Not long after, Su Pingan, dressed in light blue uniforms, walked to the center of the field casually. He had a smile on his face, a light body, and a look of determination and confidence in his eyes. Then Shi Shiran raised his hand and asked the other party:
"I wonder who among you Da Zhan can come up first and give me some advice!"
Seeing Su Pingan's magnanimity, all the people present in Shendu gave thumbs up and praised, "As expected of the Su family, this magnanimity is truly extraordinary!"
Even the liberal arts students who originally had objections to Su Pingan couldn't help but nod their heads when they saw Su Pingan's attitude, "One thing to say, although Su Pingan has surpassed the limelight of our liberal arts academy, this guy's work
It’s indeed quite in keeping with everyone’s style.”
On the opposite side, the students from Da Zhan Kingdom started scrambling to grab it from the moment Su Ping'an agreed to the challenge.
"Elder Bai, let me go. I must personally defeat this Su Ping'an, a shame in chess!"
"Elder, let me go. This time we are on a mission to envoy Da Zhan. Several of our brothers and sisters have shown up, but I haven't taken action yet."
"Let me go..."
Elder Bai ignored the quarrel that followed, and kept his eyes firmly fixed on Su Pingan. Although the aura on the other person's body showed that he was in the third realm of the literary master, for some reason, seeing the other person's calm appearance now, his heart
Instead, a strange feeling arose.
Could it be that this guy is also pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger in terms of Confucianism and Taoism?!
No, it's impossible...
The opponent is just a third-level Wenshi. Even if he wants to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, he must have enough strength. He can't still be Wenzong, right?!
Elder Bai then shook his head, and without looking back he shouted behind him: "Chang Ping, go ahead!"
In the crowd, a young man wearing a brown scribe's uniform was immediately happy after hearing the elder's words. He was the scribe who had never shown up before.
"I am an elder, I will definitely live up to everyone's expectations!"
Chang Ping happily agreed, and then he seemed to be afraid that the brothers behind him would stop him, so he dodged and rushed forward like an arrow.
Chang Ping, twenty-six years old, was a master of the sixth level of Da Zhan. He was good at calligraphy and painting, and specializes in calligraphy. Among the envoys of Da Zhan this time, his Confucianism and Taoism were not considered strong, but he was unique in calligraphy.
talent.
When he first started to challenge calligraphy to the liberal arts academy, he was one of them. The stories he wrote were also original, and he also added a suspenseful color to the story of Liaozhai, which made the students of the liberal arts academy at that time brighten up when they saw it.
Although the other party concealed the identity of Da Zhan's mission to challenge the Wen Yuan, but in terms of personal strength, the other party's story is indeed a good story, and few people in the Wen Yuan can compare it.
But it was also because Da Zhan used tricks in order to win steadily that time, so even if Da Zhan won that calligraphy competition, not many people in Changping still remember it.
This is also the reason why Chang Ping is so eager to play this time.
"It's not easy for me to go on a propaganda mission. Senior Brother Huangfu and Senior Brother Zhai Tong have become famous. I can't remain unknown. As long as I can defeat this Su Ping'an, then I will be the leader of Zhan's mission on this mission.
The best, hahaha..."
Although Chang Ping is not young, his personality is still a bit out of the ordinary. After he walked out, he glanced at Su Pingan opposite, with a hint of joy in his eyes, as if he had regarded Su Pingan as his treasure.
"Dazhan Changping, please enlighten me!"
"Da Xuan Su Ping'an..."
In the field, the two started politely, and after identifying each other's identities, the competition began.
Because this challenge was issued temporarily by Da Zhan, there was no arena or anything like that, so the audience at the scene could only see clearly from the front, while the people behind could only stamp their feet anxiously for a while, and then they could only listen.
Live broadcast of human voice'.
"Now the two literary cultivators on the field have entered the field. I saw Master Su Wen standing in the field, with a murderous aura spreading around him. His eyes were like daggers, and his fighting spirit was soaring. Even before the fight started, his momentum was already like that of a liger.
, launched a pressure on the opponent..."
"Looking at the opponent again, Da Zhan was fighting against a little-known guy. The guy standing in the field seemed to have been shocked by the momentum of the Su family. He couldn't move for a long time. His forehead even started to sweat, and his feet were shaking.
It’s like being suppressed by blood…”
The audience at the back listened to the news from the front. Everyone listened with tense expressions and concentrated on it. However, after listening for a long time, there was still no serious content coming out. The people at the back suddenly became dissatisfied, "The one in the front.
What’s wrong with people, what kind of stuff is being spread, how come it just seems, maybe, seems like this kind of thing. Who is stronger and who is weaker among the Su family and Da Zhan?"
Not long after, another sentence came back from the front, "The two people at the scene didn't even do anything. How could I know who was stronger and who was weaker?"
"???"
You haven't done anything for so long, but you made up the love yourself?!
It’s not the fault of the people in front. In fact, they were also anxiously waiting.
On the empty field, Su Ping'an remained as still as a mountain, and he had already stored all his literary energy, planning to hit his opponent with a big one as soon as he got close.
But I don't know if the other party sensed it or what happened, but he actually stood in front without making a move, staring at him, as if he was really intimidated by the momentum.
Bai Hao was confused when he saw this scene, so he whispered to Long Xuan beside him: "Why don't Ping An and Da Zhan do anything?"
Long Xuan couldn't understand either, but in order to cover up his incomprehension, he pondered for a moment and then explained: "You don't know, in the battle between masters, one move often affects the whole body. Although it seems to us that they are not moving,
But in fact, the slight movements of their bodies, or which side of their shoulders are higher or lower, are all very knowledgeable. A strong person can even guess how the opponent makes a move based on these subtle changes, and then make corresponding moves.
Come.
So, although they didn’t move, they were actually fighting!”
"..."
Although Bai Hao didn't understand it, he was shocked.
It turns out that this is how masters fight.
But the conversation that followed on the court almost made people faint.
Chang Ping stared at Su Ping'an for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore and said, "Why don't you take action? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Su Ping'an was startled, "Why don't you take action first?"
Chang Ping curled his lips and said: "I am in the sixth realm of the literary master, and you are only in the third realm of the literary master. Of course I want you to make the first move. Otherwise, if I make the first move, wouldn't it be obvious that I am bullying you? Besides, once I do
Take action, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to take action!"
"..."
When Su Pingan heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank.
This little brat has put all his pretensions on my head!
This is intolerable!
Su Ping'an's eyes immediately narrowed, and a cold light burst out in his eyes, "Okay, originally I wanted to leave some room for you, but since you are pretending to be so, don't blame me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ping'an took action.
As soon as he raised his arm, the Wenshi Wenbao Rosewood Wolf Hair Brush instantly appeared in his hand.
Su Ping'an then raised his pen like a sword, with the tip of the pen facing the sky. Then he walked seven steps in front of the square, as if stepping on the seven stars, followed by shouting in the sky, and said: "The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple, turned into divine thunder, the brilliant power of heaven."
, quote it with a pen..."
There was a bang...
As Su Ping'an finished speaking, thunder exploded in the sky above the Wenyuan Square. In the blink of an eye, the originally clear sky turned into dense clouds and thunder and lightning.
Seeing this scene, the people of Shendu were stunned at first, and then became excited.
Each of them looked excited, shouting with admiration and adoration: "Oh my God, isn't this the supreme magic in the 'Qingyun Sect' in 'Zhu Xian', the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique?!"
"I bet, everyone Su is so ruthless. They are so aggressive right from the start. Do you want to directly kill Da Zhan's literary cultivator? But... I like it!"
"I didn't expect to be able to see the magic in 'Zhu Xian' today. Today is really not in vain..."
Along with the cheers of the audience, a bucket-thick thunderbolt from the sky fell directly on the red sandalwood wolf hair pen like a beam of light.
Su Ping'an held the pen in the air. Under the background of lightning, he was like a god, majestic and majestic. Then his wrist shook and his literary spirit was stimulated. The thunder and lightning in the sky were immediately driven like arms, blazing in the direction of the tip of his pen.