Chapter 94

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. Look at the city and then the country. Better not know the city and the country, beauty is hard to get again.

The poem handed in by Lin Chen was read out by the beautiful judge in public.

For a time, the whole audience was quiet and everyone was stunned.

With their poetic level, they simply can't understand and appreciate the beauty of Lin Chen's poems.

However, although the participating disciples do not understand it, they still know that the poetry created by Lin Chen is definitely much better than Li Hu's poetry.

"Elder martial brother Lin Chen's poetry is unique, but I still can't understand it!"

"Yes, in my opinion, elder martial brother Lin Chen's poetry is rated as perfect. There is nothing wrong with it. The only disadvantage is that it is not easy to understand!"

"Wonderful, wonderful, elder martial brother Lin is worthy of being a poetic genius!"

In the hall, there was a warm discussion. At the beginning, there were not many disciples supporting Lin Chen.

However, Lin Chen has got the perfect rating from the referee and is sure to have a promising future. He may enter the top three of the poetry competition and get the key cultivation of Ling Tianjian.

Therefore, the clever disciple has been thinking of getting close to Lin Chen and making a good relationship.

However, Lin Chen didn't care about those flattering words and didn't hear them.

After the beauty judge read out the poem, the scene was restless for a while, and people were immersed in deep shock.

Among them, some beautiful female disciples have colorful eyes. They look at Lin Chen with very explicit eyes. They can't wait to eat Lin Chen.

"Well, everyone, now our first round of poetry competition is over. Please take a break and start the second round of competition right away!"

The beauty referee said loudly that the disciples present gathered together and flattered each other.

Around Lin Chen, there are many fans, mainly beautiful disciples, who are very enthusiastic.

Lin Chen is not only handsome and powerful, but also writes poetry. In the hearts of many beautiful women, he is perfect.

As long as they can say one more word with Lin Chen, they all feel very happy.

However, Lin Chen is always cold and has no interest in the beautiful women around him.

In the Dark Jade Pavilion, Su Xiaoran sat there, looking over with beautiful eyes and infinite admiration.

Su Xiaoran knew for a long time that Lin Chen was very extraordinary, but she didn't expect that Lin Chen was still a poet. His poems had far-reaching images and meaningful meanings. They were famous sentences for thousands of years!

In the hall, many literati and poets couldn't help singing Lin Chen's poems.

However, they don't know how to break sentences and don't grasp the rhythm of reading, which sounds very awkward.

Li Hu stood among the crowd, looking very lost.

From time to time, whispers sounded, nothing more than mocking Li Hu.

Lin Chen's indifferent eyes swept over and gave Li Hu a cold look: "I remember you said earlier that if my rating was above average, you would kill yourself?"

Lin Chen's calm tone shocked Li Hu.

The disciples present all cast malicious eyes and were ready to see a good play.

"I......" Li Hu's face was stiff and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Li Hu, everyone heard it just now. Did you break your promise?" Lin Chen said with great interest.

"I said I was killed, but I didn't say when!" Li Huqiang's words were unreasonable.

"Li Hu, since you don't want to fulfill your promise, I'll help you!"

A cold electricity burst out in Lin Chen's eyes, and a cold killing intention was released.

"You... What do you want to do?"

Li Hu was startled. He didn't know why. His cultivation was clearly above Lin Chen. However, he felt the terrible smell released by Lin Chen, and he couldn't carry it!

In the Moyu Pavilion, Ling Tianjian was present. He saw Lin Chen and Li Hu in a state of tension, but he didn't stop them.

And many referees of Ling Tianjian school didn't stop them. In fact, it was Li Hu who started it at the beginning.

Now, Li Hu has lost the bet and has not fulfilled his bet. Of course, the great powers of Ling Tianjian sect present will not support him.

"Li Hu, I'll give you two choices now. Either you'll kill yourself, or you'll take off your clothes and run ten laps on the main peak!"

Lin Chen's cold voice sounded, and the killing intention in his eyes was not concealed.

Li Hu frowned and began to think seriously.

Not long after, Li Hu gritted his teeth and lost his bet. He was still in public. If he refused to perform, he would lose face in the future.

Although he can't continue to participate in the poetry competition after running ten laps, it's also very embarrassing.

However, the pressure released by Lin Chen was so terrible that Li Hu couldn't resist it and had to give in.

Li Hu has no doubt that Lin Chen has the strength to kill him.

Moreover, with Lin Chen's excellent performance, even if you kill him in the Moyu Pavilion, I'm afraid the elders present and the master of Ling Tianjian won't take care of it.

After all, it was Li Hu's cheapest bet.

"OK, run!"

Li Hu bit his teeth. Soon, he took off his clothes and exposed his hardcover arms.

Then, in the eyes of shock and expectation, Li Hu ran out.

Around the main peak of Ling Tianjian sect, he began to run.

For a time, many disciples of Moyu Pavilion followed out and wanted to see the excitement.

Anyway, the second round of poetry competition has not started yet. They can also see Li Hu's running style.

In addition, there are many disciples outside the Moyu Pavilion. When they heard that Li Hu was going to run ten times, they all came out to watch the excitement.

Anyway, it's never too big to watch the excitement. In a short moment, many melon eating people gathered to watch Li Hu's wonderful performance.

Not long ago, in the Moyu Pavilion, the beauty referee announced the beginning of the second round of poetry competition.

All the disciples who were watching outside came in to prepare for the second round of competition.

Soon, the beauty referee gave the title of the second round of poetry competition.

As like as two peas in the first round, they still describe Su Xiao Ran's looks.

Of course, the premise is that you can't use the same poem in the first round.

The crowd was in an uproar. It seemed that the judges who set the question did not pay attention.

But in fact, the judges spent a lot of time.

The title of each round is the same, which means that the contestants have to switch different angles to describe Su Xiaoran every time, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty.

The second round of examination time was shortened to two minutes, making it more difficult.

If you want to make a relatively good poem in two minutes, you can't duplicate it. It's not what ordinary poets can do.

Presumably, through the second round, most of the contestants will be eliminated. Only those disciples who have won the excellent level in the first round can stay.

Those disciples who get ordinary evaluation in the first round have a high probability of being out in the second round.