Chapter 102

When you say it.

Fan Shengzhou and Wei Lingfeng are standing in the middle of the crowd.

The two were less than ten feet apart and their eyes were opposite.

There was a burning smell in the air.

"Pen!" Wei Lingfeng waved his right hand, and the huge brush rose in response and flew into his hand.

When people looked carefully, the pen holder of this brush seemed to be made of a special metal.

Combined with the deep hole just inserted into the ground with the brush.

The people said with great certainty that the pen weighed at least 100 kilograms.

And Bai junqian remembered that Wei Lingfeng's brush was a spiritual tool with extraordinary power.

Fan Shengzhou didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly urged Zhenyuan in his body to take out the spirit tool brush he carried with him.

"Paper!"

They shouted at the same time, and two pieces of white paper flew out of the distant school and suspended in front of them.

"Please!"

"Please!"

According to the rules of Wendao, before the formal competition, people in Wendao should salute and bow to each other.

After they finished this process, they held the brush and sprinkled ink on the white paper.

In less than five breath, both of them have written it.

Then I saw them throw their right hand, lead out a aura, and throw the paper to the ground in the distance.

Bang bang!

After two loud noises, both pieces of paper hit the ground to a depth of about an inch.

After measuring the depth with an autocratic Ivory ruler, Bai junqian said:

"The depth of the teacher and elder Wei is one inch and three points, even!"

After saying this, the 50000 disciples of the Three Kingdoms Academy were secretly excited.

They thought that fan Shengzhou was worthy of the quasi Saint pointed out by Emperor Fu.

His strength is almost the same as that of the old literary giant Wei Lingfeng.

Fan Shengzhou himself was also excited.

If he had not been instructed by Emperor Fu, he would have lost the first competition today in front of Wei Lingfeng.

Wei Lingfeng frowned secretly. Unexpectedly, fan Shengzhou had the talent to be a saint.

"This old man, hiding here for 2000 years, has really made a breakthrough."

"No wonder he dared to set up a precedent in literature and Taoism and set up this academy across the world."

Wei Lingfeng took a deep breath.

For today's competition, he paid countless hardships.

He has enough confidence to completely crush fan Shengzhou in the next competition.

"Go on!" Wei Lingfeng roared, his hands formed a buckle seal, and the aura in his body surged wildly.

"Talent passes through ancient and modern times, and the sword cuts ten countries!"

After he and fan Shengzhou read these two sentences at the same time, a golden light burst out on both of them.

After blinking.

The golden light turned into two long swords of more than Zhang and hung in front of them.

It can be seen to the naked eye that the two long swords are composed of countless mysterious words, full of unparalleled talent.

Bai junqian, his disciples and 50000 disciples were shocked.

It's worthy of being a literary sword condensed by quasi saints. It's really awesome that the sword spirit spans ten countries.

"Cut!"

Fan Shengzhou and Wei Lingfeng both roared at the same time, holding swords in both hands and chopping down at each other.

Boom!

The sword Qi broke.

The swords of fan Shengzhou and Wei Lingfeng were completely turned into gas.

But fan Shengzhou's sword broke earlier.

"Ha ha!" Wei Lingfeng laughed twice. "Fan Shengzhou, your literary and Taoist accomplishments are really powerful, but it's a pity that you're still a little inferior!"

Fan Shengzhou nodded slightly: "your progress is really amazing. I can't imagine that the scholar who was easily defeated by me would be so strong."

Wei Lingfeng clenched his teeth and said, "this is the power of revenge! You can't realize my determination without experiencing such a great shame!"

Fan Shengzhou thought for a moment, raised his head and said, "I haven't lost yet. You don't have to be too proud."

Wei Lingfeng's eyes were aggressive: "this last game, I will let you see how big the gap between us is."

Wenqu Xinghui is the most important and difficult link in the competition between literature and Taoism.

To condense the brilliance of Wenqu and Xinghui requires not only profound literary and Taoist cultivation.

The talent of literature and Taoism and incomparable bearing capacity are necessary.

In that year's competition, Wei Lingfeng's first two links just fell slightly.

And the star of Wenqu is the link that he lost the most miserably.

He remembered clearly that fan Sheng suddenly condensed two colors of stars on Monday.

And he, after exerting all his efforts, failed to condense a little starlight.

This gap is simply an insurmountable gap for people of literature and Taoism.

Fan Shengzhou said in a deep voice, "I will try my best to prove that you are not so strong!"

"Hum!" after Wei Ling snorted coldly, he stopped saying more, but frantically mobilized the real yuan and talent in his body.

Call~

A dazzling purple light rose from his body.

Soon, there were four divine lights of red, yellow, blue and gold shining around the purple light.

After the five colors are mixed together, they turn into stars all over the sky.

Colorful stars shine brightly on the earth.

"The colorful starlight is only two brilliances away from the colorful holy light!"

"Worthy of being the largest literary giant in the mainland!"

Seeing the colorful starlight of Wei Lingfeng, Bai junqian and they all sincerely praised it.

Fan Shengzhou showed an extremely dignified look at this time, and also tried his best to urge the real yuan and talent in his body to burst out.

Call~

After the purple light appeared, only red and yellow colors surrounded it.

"Just three colored stars!"

Seeing this scene, Bai junqian shook his head.

He thought that his teacher was a new quasi saint. He was still a little worse than Wei Lingfeng.

Wei Lingfeng waited for a moment and found that there was no new color in fan Shengzhou's body. He couldn't help but show some joy.

"Fan Shengzhou, you lost after all!"

"How did you win me back then? I'll win you today. Now you have nothing to say?"

He breathed in an instant.

Only by stepping on fan Shengzhou completely can he be the first literary giant in the mainland.

Even the literature and Taoism of the nine celestial regions should respect him.

Fan Shengzhou nodded his head and wanted to bow down:

"In the cultivation of literature and Taoism, the one who reaches is respected. Your attainments are indeed higher than me. Please accept me..."

Before he finished, Bai junqian shouted, "teacher, wait!"

Call~

The three colored starlight condensed by fan Shengzhou suddenly disintegrated into countless brilliant and more beautiful small light spots.

The crowd looked up and saw.

The original star light with only three colors is now colorful and blurred.

A mysterious colorful light connects the star light with the stone tablet of the Academy for a long time.

"Colorful holy light!"

At this moment, the smile on Wei Lingfeng's face solidified, "how can you reach the realm of literary sage?"

He quickly looked down the colorful light.

On the stone tablet, there are two unique sentences that stand out from the world.

Not indifferent, no ambition!

There is no peace to go far!

"Did you write this?" Wei Lingfeng looked at fan Shengzhou in shock.

These two words alone have become the best talent in the past and present.

He is sure that the person who can write these two sentences must be a rare literary saint in the world!

At this time, fan Shengzhou, Bai junqian and others also aftertaste it.

It turned out that the colorful holy light was not displayed by fan Shengzhou, but the words written by Emperor Fu on the stone tablet, bursting out the glory of saints.

"How can I write such a masterpiece?" fan Shengzhou quickly shook his head and immediately looked at Lin Xuan. "Emperor Fu is the literary saint of the world. This is all his handwriting!"

"The literary saint of the world?"

Wei Lingfeng quickly looked at Lin Xuan.

It turned out that emperor Xuantian was not only a prominent man, but also a talented literary saint!

This

Even if I win, what can I be proud of?

In other words, Emperor Fu became a literary Saint at such a young age.

He was a man who had lived for thousands of years. With great determination to revenge, he suffered all the hardships before he could reach the quasi saint.

Who is qualified to be happy and complacent in front of emperor Fu?

With emperor Fu at the peak of literature and Taoism in the world, there is no place for Wei Lingfeng to step in!

Thinking of this, Wei Lingfeng quickly put away his brush, adjusted his clothes, walked quickly to Lin Xuan and saluted:

"Wei Lingfeng has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. Please don't blame him, sir!"

He specially accentuated the word "Sir" to show his respect.