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That's right, the "beggar" who was dressed in rags that Zhou Shucai had teased.

It was Shang Zifeng.

And beyond everyone's expectations, the person who replied to Zhou Shucai in the first half was also Shang Zifeng.

Shang Zifeng was currently feeling a little helpless.

Not to mention following behind him, even watching a couplet competition could be mocked by others.

When he entered the Tong Zhou City, he saw many people rushing over.

After asking, he found out that there was actually a couplet competition going on on on the North Street.

Not only would the winner receive a generous reward, he would also have the opportunity to be accepted by a prestigious academy.

Although Shang Zifeng was not interested in the Academy, his hands were tightly clenched.

If it was four years ago, he knew nothing about couplets, so he would definitely hide himself as far as he could when he saw the tournament. He would definitely not move forward.

But now it was different.

For the past four years, Shang Zifeng practically spent every single day in the Compendium Pavilion.

His lack of progress on the path of cultivation had instead contributed to his outstanding foundation in poetry.

For such difficult couplets, of course, one should be at ease.

Just now, he heard someone whispering about Zhou Shucai's predicament.

Maybe it was because of Shang Zifeng cultivating the Nine Dragon Arts, no matter how low the voices of the people were, they would be able to hear their words.

As a result, they found out that Zhou Shucai had been disqualified from the Martial Arts Examination because of his tricks.

Originally, Shang Zifeng only listened in, not thinking too deeply into his heart.

Even though Zhou Shucai opening and closing his mouth were extremely insulting words, he did not have the mind to meddle in other people's business.

After all, using words to humiliate an opponent was also a type of skill in taking couplets.

It could suppress the opponent while attracting their attention, causing the opponent to have negative emotions and exposing their flaws.

All in all, it was a big help in winning the game.

As such, even if Shang Zifeng could not bear to see Zhou Shucai like this, he did not feel that there was anything wrong with his way of doing things.

But who would have thought that at the same time that Zhou Shucai was humiliating Wang Dazhuang, he would also humiliate himself at the same time.

Looking at his outfit, Shang Zifeng pursed his lips. It was indeed a bit tattered, and looked like a beggar.

Even so, he couldn't allow himself to be humiliated like that for no reason at all.

He even said that he was practicing his eloquence, and that he might get meat for it.

You get angry just by listening to it!

Shang Zifeng thought: "Didn't you always want to be a general? "Then this young master will let you be an empty general."

As he passed by the city gates, he happened to see two old men playing chess under a stone pavilion not far from the city walls.

Shang Zifeng was familiar with chess, because his father liked to play chess with his brother.

But every time his father and brother clashed, Shang Zifeng would always squat on the side and watch silently, occasionally using some smelly moves, which only made Shang Zimo confused.

If it was just the next few rounds, he would lose.

But, although Shang Zifeng was bad at chess, what did he have to say for himself?

You've never eaten pork before, and you've even seen a pig run?

Just by glancing at the stone pavilion when Shang Zifeng passed by, he was able to see that the blue side's situation was no longer the same.

Therefore, Shang Zifeng immediately thought of the matter of Zhou Shucai being banned from the imperial government for his qualification as a martial arts scholar.

With a quick thought, he came up with the second half.

To use the short general to deal with Wang Dazhuang's mockery of him, that was simply perfect timing.

Even Shang Zifeng himself secretly applauded.

Other people who did not know of Zhou Shucai's past naturally did not understand the profoundness behind it.

However, those who knew of Zhou Shucai's past would go crazy laughing.

Instantly, this second verse of Shang Zifeng's caused everyone to sigh in admiration, and they all bowed in admiration.

Even the three teachers were sizing him up.

To be honest, this couplet was not difficult for the three of them. They only needed to spend time and effort to match it.

However, for those of the younger generation, this was an extremely difficult task.

However, the disheveled, disheveled, and tattered yellow-haired boy in front of him was able to lightly match it. Furthermore, he matched it perfectly, not slandering anyone with vulgarities.

They naturally knew about Zhou Shucai's matter and similarly looked down upon his arrogant and shameless character. It was just that they did not pay attention to it.

In their opinion, a couplet competition was a competition of talent, so the other flaws didn't matter.

As long as you have talent, the top three will be rewarded.

As for the academy admission, he would have to consider it at his discretion.

At this moment, when they heard the second verse from Shang Zifeng, they all wanted to shout "Good!"

However, they still held back due to face.

On the other hand, at this moment, Wang Dazhuang was feeling extremely good.

He admitted that he was no match for Zhou Shucai, but he did not want to be scolded by Zhou Shucai so easily.

Now that he saw someone standing up for him, he couldn't help but be happy.

The gaze they looked at Shang Zifeng with became bright as well.

Zhou Shucai never thought that the beggar he casually teased would actually match up to him.

However, what made him even angrier was that this brat actually dared to mock him as a handicapped general.

In his mind, he seemed to see Shang Zifeng standing in front of him, proudly pointing at him while ridiculing him: "Zhou Shucai, you are only fit to be a general on the chessboard. In reality, you are a loser. A trash whose title of champion was revoked because of a sneak attack! "

Sensing that the eyes that were looking at him from below the stage had become ridiculing, Zhou Shucai clenched his fists tightly. He was instantly enraged as he pointed at Shang Zifeng with his fan and shouted, "Where did this beggar come from!? to interfere with the competition, to disrupt the order, is no one in charge? "

"Don't point a fan at me. "When I fan myself, you might as well play in the mud somewhere!"

Shang Zifeng immediately rolled his eyes, causing everyone below the stage to burst into laughter.

"You! "You …"

Noticing that the situation had gone out of control, Teacher Zheng gave a meaningful look to the bookkeeper.

The errand boy understood and walked up the stage. He cupped his hands at Shang Zifeng and said, "My dear brother, please forgive me for my ignorance. May I know your name?"

Although he was just a small errand boy, his teacher had been wandering among the various families all year round, and he had a certain amount of ability to read people.

His intuition told him that the youth in front of him was extraordinary, so he naturally didn't dare to look down upon him.

"Shang Zifeng."

Even though Shang Zifeng had become the Yuxu Sect's abandoned disciple, even though he escaped the marriage four years ago, he had never avoided using his own name.

Thinking back to the day of his execution, he remembered that Chen Xu had once said, "After the implementation of the Three Hundred Celestial Staff, regardless of whether Shang Zifeng was dead or alive, he would be thrown out of the mountain gate. In the future, he will no longer be the disciple of my Yuxu Sect! "

This sentence was very obvious. After the three hundred celestial staff passed, regardless of whether he was dead or alive, he had cut off all relations with the Yuxu Sect and written off all his grudges with him.

Whenever he thought of this, Shang Zifeng would always feel bitter.

Perhaps even the Supreme Elder didn't expect that he would still be able to survive after using the three hundred celestial staff.

As for why he fell off the cliff, Shang Zifeng did not care.

That day, Yao Shuang had seen the scene of Du Ze throwing himself off the cliff and the things that she had said to Shang Zifeng.

It was just that Yao Shuang didn't say anything to him, because she didn't know how to explain it to him either.

If, after he finished speaking, Shang Zifeng asked her how she knew, how would she explain it?

Yao Shuang still hadn't planned on confessing her identity to Shang Zifeng, so that scene was completely suppressed at the bottom of her heart and wasn't told to Shang Zifeng at all.

Even though the Tong Zhou City was not far from the mortal realm, it was rare for any disciples from the Yuxu Sect to come.

Therefore, in Shang Zifeng's opinion, even if he were to say his name in front of everyone, there shouldn't be any problems.

After all, in the vast sea of people, who would care about an ordinary person like him?

Sure enough, when Shang Zifeng said his name, it did not cause any movement. Everyone's expression was normal, as if it was the first time they heard of Shang Zifeng's name.