Chapter 93

Lin Chen is drunk. With Li Hu's poetry level, in fact, I'm afraid he's not even as good as a three-year-old child.

However, there are still a lot of people chasing after them, which really makes Lin Chen unable to understand!

Over time, most of the players have been rated, and many of them have reached the ordinary level.

In the crowd, Li Hu is particularly eye-catching, just like the stars and the moon.

There is also a poetry genius named Zhao Gou. His poetry is also very good and has been rated as excellent.

Li Hu looked elated, glanced coldly at Lin Chen in the crowd, and said indifferently, "Lin Chen, I heard that your martial arts strength is not weak, but I think you are not good at writing poetry!"

Li Hu's eyes showed a touch of irony when he spoke. Recently, he heard many rumors about Lin Chen, so Li Hu was very unhappy.

You know, Li Hu is also the suitor of Su Xiaoran. He is not only powerful, but also literary talent. He is regarded as a talent of lingtianjian school.

However, in terms of appearance, it is a little unsatisfactory.

Li Hu pursued Su Xiaoran for a long time. The other party's attitude has been very cold and sincere.

Li Hu held back his anger. Recently, I heard that Su Xiaoran was obsessed with Lin Chen, so he became even more angry.

According to Li Hu's understanding, Lin Chen is just the cultivation of Zhenwu duality. Among the true disciples of lingtianjian sect, he can only be called excellent, but not the top.

It is said that Lin Chen killed Zhang ruoliang with one blow, showing his strong strength.

However, in Li Hu's eyes, it is not enough to see. With Li Hu's strong strength, you can also do it in one move.

You know, Li Hu's strength is enough to rank among the top ten true disciples of Lingtian sword sect. It's terrible.

At the moment, Li Hu's eyes twinkled with jealousy. Lin Chen was very unhappy.

"How is my poetry level? It seems that it has nothing to do with you?"

Lin Chen sneered. Seeing Li Hu's expression, he knew that the other party had no good intentions. He must have come to ridicule on purpose.

It is reasonable to say that Lin Chen has established his prestige in Lingtian sword sect, and ordinary true disciples dare not provoke him.

This Li Hu, with a strange appearance, dares to come and ridicule Lin Chen. Obviously, his strength is not weak.

"Younger martial brother Lin, since you have come to participate in the poetry competition, you must be very confident in your poems. I'd like to see what poems you can create?" Li Hu said thoughtfully.

"You'll know the answer soon. In fact, I really don't understand. You wrote a piece of garbage that doesn't even count as a limerick. What's so proud of?" Lin Chen retorted.

"Boy, who did you say wrote Limerick?" Li Hu was angry. As a talented man praised by everyone, he felt humiliated.

Lin Fei smiled and did not speak. He was too lazy to make complaints about his poetry.

"Boy, what you said about me is doggerel. In my opinion, your poetry is not even garbage!" Li Hu suddenly laughed.

"Yes, younger martial brother Lin, I don't think you understand poetry at all. You'd better leave quickly!"

"Lin Chen, with your poetic level, dare you say that elder martial brother Li Hu is a limerick? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

A group of true disciples gathered together and stood with Li Hu. It was obvious that Li Hu was a wave of younger brothers who followed his lead.

"Younger martial brother Lin, you said Li Hu created limericks. It's too loud!" Zhao Gou said coldly not far away.

Because of Su Xiaoran's close relationship with Lin Chen, Lin Chen's invisible move provoked many strong enemies, and Zhao Gou was one of them.

"Ha ha, Lin Chen, you see everyone has the same view. You dare to satirize me for writing limericks. In my opinion, your rating will not exceed the ordinary level!" Li Hu said firmly.

"Oh? What if it exceeds?" said Lin Chen.

"Joke, if your poetry can surpass the ordinary level, I'll kill myself immediately!" said Li Hu contemptuously.

When Li hu wants to come, Lin Chen's vision alone is definitely not a master of poetry.

"OK, everyone should have heard. Please make a witness for me." Lin Chen said with a smile.

Li Hu's eyes were cold and said, "boy, if you can't exceed the ordinary level, then get out of the Moyu Pavilion!"

Lin Chen spread his hand, with a playful smile on his face.

In the hall, the referee continued to read out the results of the disciples. All the participating disciples were about to finish reading out, leaving only the last dozen.

Soon, the referee's eyes focused on Lin Chen, with colorful eyes.

As a female referee, she was undoubtedly very excited to see Lin Chen's peerless appearance.

"Young man, your grades are very good. We judges like your poems."

The beautiful referee's voice fell, and the contestants in the hall were extremely shocked in their eyes.

Being recognized by all the judges on the scene proves that the poems created by Lin Chen really have their own set.

Those poetic geniuses present can't wait to see what the poems created by Lin Chen are.

According to the rules of the poetry contest, if a poem created has been evaluated at an excellent level, it will be read out in public so that everyone can enjoy it together.

As for the poetry of the excellent level, it's still a little worse, because there are too many contestants and many who have won the excellent level. It's impossible to read them all one by one.

"Now, I officially announce that the poems created by Lin Chen are rated as perfect!"

The voice of the beautiful referee fell, and a warm cheering burst out in the audience.

The faces of all the participating disciples showed an unbelievable look!

You know, in previous poetry competitions, there are few poems that can be rated as perfect!

A total of 35 poetry competitions were held, and no more than 10 poems can reach the perfect level, which shows its difficulty.

There is no doubt that the poetry rating created by Lin Chen completely calmed everyone present.

Li Hu almost dropped his eyes when he heard the speech, and his face became very ugly in an instant.

Just now, Li Hu also shouted and bet Lin Chen that Lin Chen's poetry level would not exceed the ordinary level.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen directly got the top poetry rating and shocked the audience.

"It's impossible! Your poems can't get a perfect rating, I don't believe it!" Li Hu roared with an unwilling look on his face.

Not only did Li Hu not believe it, but most of the contestants present did not believe it.

The scene was noisy. However, as the beautiful referee read out the poetry created by Lin Chen, all of a sudden, the whole audience was quiet.