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Nie Feng and Fang Wuhui had never met in the Star Martial Arts Arena even though they were strangers. Today was their first time meeting, so there was neither enmity nor enmity between them. The latter called each other "Junior Nie", giving people a feeling that they were very familiar with each other. dt

Of course, according to the rules of the martial arts competition, all participants could call each other juniors or juniors according to the customs of the large sects.

However, Nie Feng's heart was clear. This Fang Wuhui definitely had ill intentions towards him!

How could a commoner who came from the market know how to compose poems? That was a huge joke!

Although Nie Feng could have dealt with himself in three cups, after being exposed by Fang Wuhui, he no longer had any face in front of Yu Gongzi, nor was he worthy of the latter's wisdom.

Looking at Nie Feng, who had a calm expression, and Fang Wuhui, who had a mocking expression on his face, Young Master Yu, who was sitting on the main seat revealed a faint smile. He didn't have any intention of speaking.

He did not know Fang Wuhui, nor did he know Nie Feng. He did not have any prejudice against the two of them, but he would also not interfere in the battle between the two of them.

Meanwhile, Wan-Er, who was sitting under Yu Gongzi, looked at Nie Feng with pity in her eyes.

From her point of view, Nie Feng had no choice but to swallow this humiliation.

The thoughts of the others were about the same.

Seeing that Nie Feng didn't reply, Fang Wuhui chuckled and picked up the wine jug.

"Stop!"

What?

Everyone was stunned, thinking that they had heard wrongly.

Listening to Nie Feng's words, it seemed that he was really planning on composing a poem on the spot? Are you kidding me?

What kind of poem could he write? Could it be a doggerel?

In fact, many people had been prepared to go to the banquet today, so they were not surprised with the game. Fang Wuhui was clear about this, or else he would not have risked offending so many people to come up with such a suggestion.

As for Nie Feng, he was just a commoner. Therefore, there was no way that he would have known about this beforehand.

He couldn't be trying to force himself to write a doggerel, right?

Many of the guests had strange expressions on their faces, as if they couldn't hold back their laughter.

Fang Wuhui laughed out loud, then reminded him with good intentions, "Junior brother Nie, you'd better think about it properly. Young Master Yu is from the White Deer Institute, and is a scholar with vast knowledge."

The meaning of his words was that if Nie Feng were to recite a doggerel or plagiarize a poem, he would be bringing shame to himself.

However, Fang Wuhui's words of warning to Nie Feng were not really out of good intentions. Instead, he was pretending to be magnanimous and actually stepped on it ruthlessly!

However, to Fang Wuhui's surprise, Nie Feng did not pay any more attention to him. Instead, he bowed towards Yu Gongzi and said, "Yu Gongzi, when I was young, I had studied Yan Yizhen and admired him the most in my life. Because of this, I once wrote a poem as a memorial.

"Martial Lord Yan?"

Yu Gongzi's eyes lit up and he sat up straight. He nodded and said, "Duke Yan Wu is my role model. I have read quite a number of poems in memory of him. I hope there's something different about your poem."

There was a hint of caution in his voice.

Yan Yu was a powerful Star rank warrior of the last generation of the Ancient Qin Empire.

At that time, the Qin Emperor was so cruel and merciless that the heavens were furious and people resented him. Yan Yu swore to uphold justice on behalf of the Heavens, and for this reason, he infiltrated the imperial palace to assassinate the Qin Emperor, only to be exposed.

During the Imperial Palace Battle, Yan Yu used his Star Meridian Martial Saint cultivation to severely injure three thousand Royal Yulin elites, behead seven other royal experts of the same level, and defeat the Qin family's number one expert, the Star Soul Martial Saint, Qin Gao Yang. In the end, he died in front of the throne!

This battle was seen as a legendary battle. Although Yan Yu was unable to stab the Qin Emperor to death, he was still scared out of his wits by his bravery. He was so frightened that he passed away after a short while.

Later on, the ancient Qin Empire was destroyed, the Immortal Luo Empire rose to prominence, and the founding ancestor of the ancient country, the great scholar, ordered a novel written by a scholar.

Strictly speaking, Nie Feng had overestimated himself when he wrote poems to commemorate the Marquis of Yan. After all these years, he had produced many similar poems. How could he be compared to those Scholars who were rich beyond compare?

A cold smile appeared on Fang Wuhui's face.

Under everyone's gaze, Nie Feng raised a cup of wine with both hands and stood up, chanting, "Life is a hero, even death is a ghost. To this day, I've thought of Yan Yu and have shocked the Emperor with a single sword!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it contained a deep power. As his words fell into the ears of everyone present, they sounded like deafening thunder.

Bang!

Just as Nie Feng finished his words, Yu Gongzi suddenly slammed the table and stood up. His eyes were filled with surprise, disbelief, and shock.

The elegant young master lost his voice and said, "To live as a hero and to die as a ghost hero, such a good poem, it's like drinking three cups of wine!"

He waved his glass three times, then laughed.

All of the people who had wanted to watch Nie Feng make a fool of himself were dumbstruck, and all of them became as dumbstruck as wooden chickens.

Even if they didn't know how to compose a poem, they did know how to compose one.

Even if he didn't understand it, he could deduce it from Yu Gongzi's reaction.

Fang Wuhui was dumbfounded, and his face was burning with pain.

Nie Feng's poem was like a resounding slap on his face.

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