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Xiong Yinloong took a closer look, his eyes were in a daze, and he was rooted to the spot. Today's work was even more scrawny than before, was he trying to cause trouble on purpose?

When Xiong Yinloong's gaze landed on Ding Hao, he saw that Ding Hao's expression was calm, indifferent and calm, the corners of his mouth formed an arc, he laughed and said: "I can let everyone see, the one who has the loudest voice is the winner."

After Jin Yi sized up the calligraphy piece in front of him, he began to ponder in his mind, as though the words were not anything special, in the end, his eyes revealed a look of disdain, and he said suddenly: "So your calligraphy piece is only so so."

Ding Hao smiled faintly, and said slowly: "I still have to see who has the loudest voice to produce the best. Do you dare to compete with me?"

"Why would I not dare?" Jin Yi once again revealed a complacent look, and said while chuckling.

"The loser acknowledged the loser as his teacher, and even shouted three times that I was wrong! "Do you dare?" Ding Hao's eyes revealed ridicule, and said indifferently.

Jin Yi's expression was strange. Could it be that this man was so confident in his words?

This type of font could be written even by primary school students, and it didn't require much effort to practice.

"I accept this challenge." Jin Yi said loudly.

"Big Bear, how about you be our referee?" Ding Hao turned his head and looked at Xiong Yinloong, and said slowly.

After Xiong Yinloong heard this, his old face flushed. Seeing the strange gazes from the people around, he finally overcame his uneasiness and coughed a few times. He whispered: "Are you sure you want to compete?"

Ding Hao slowly nodded and said, "Of course."

Xiong Yinloong let out a helpless sigh, and had the staff put the two pieces of art onto the big LED screen.

After the two pieces of work were posted, everyone's gazes were focused in front of them. After comparing the two pieces of work, they all scoffed.

These two works were completely different from each other. One clearly showed that the author had a writing background, and the other was completely a novice. It was like comparing the brilliance of the bright moon and the light of a firefly.

"How did that person find the courage to display his calligraphy skills in front of everyone?"

"Isn't this obviously trying to attract attention?"

"To think that it had 'I'm a God Hero' written on it. This person is so interesting."

"..."

The entire audience was boiling with excitement. Some people were laughing, some people were sighing emotionally, and some people were looking down on them. Everyone was extremely emotional.

Ding Hao didn't mind. He simply took out his phone and sent a message, then looked straight ahead.

Jin Yi naturally heard some people's discussions, they were all praise towards his own work, the proud expression on his face became even more pronounced, it seemed like the comparison had already been made.

"I even thought that he was an extraordinary genius. Turns out that he was only a clown." A hint of a cold smile surfaced on Jin Yi's face as he scoffed.

Ding Hao didn't put Jin Yi's words on his body. Instead, he turned around and looked at Xiong Yinloong, and asked: "Is there a microphone here?"

"Microphone?" Xiong Yinloong was slightly stunned, and asked doubtfully.

"That's right." Ding Hao said indifferently.

Although Xiong Yinloong revealed doubt on his face, he still found a staff member to bring a microphone over to Ding Hao and handed it over to him.

Ding Hao took the microphone and coughed a few times, as if he was about to speak.

Everyone was staring curiously at the scene below. Suddenly, everything quieted down.

"I am the author of 'I am a Divine Hero' calligraphy piece, and today I am specially sparring with Brother Jin Yi, whoever with the loudest voice will win, but before the competition, please wait for me to say a few words, then start the competition." Ding Hao slowly said.

The corner of Jin Yi's mouth twitched, this person really did not know how to be shameless. Even though he knew that he would lose, he still wanted to say a few emotional words to pull for the vote?

However, it was impossible for him to win against him. After all, their skill levels were right there. Moreover, who was your brother?

I am the future top scholar in the calligraphy world, how can a trash like you be considered a brother.

"If this humble one does not have the guts to set an example for the calligraphy world, then if anyone supports my calligraphy work, the cash of five million Huaxia Coin will fill the entire grandstand." Ding Hao said calmly.

"Pu ~" When the words came out, Xiong Yinloong who was drinking his tea suddenly spat out the tea he was drinking. His expression was strange as he stared at Ding Hao with a strange gaze.

After the crowd heard this, they all went into an uproar. They all revealed looks of shock. If this was true, then this person was truly a God!

Five million cash spilled all over the hall, the maximum capacity for the entire hall was ten thousand people. This meant that everyone could pick up at least a few hundred dollars, and even more if they were moving fast.

"Gulp ~" A few people's eyes revealed a look of anticipation and their throats started to fill with sobs.

Jin Yi's face began to twitch, his mouth was wide open, and his chin was about to fall to the ground.

This was an obvious temptation, this was too shameless!

"You're cheating!" Jin Yi shouted.

Ding Hao's face revealed an innocent expression, and unconcernedly threw up his hands: "I didn't say you can't pull people just now, if you care about that, you can sprinkle five million."

"…" Jin Yi's face was extremely ugly. At this moment, he felt like crying, but there were no tears in his eyes. He really thought that everyone was a Divine riche like you, worth a few million freely.

At this moment, five burly young men appeared at the entrance of the hall, each of them carrying two large silver boxes.

The five people bent over and gradually opened ten silver boxes, which were filled with money.

When everyone's gaze turned to the door, they were once again choked with saliva.

"Now we can start comparing who has the loudest voice." Ding Hao slowly said.

Xiong Yinloong's face turned awkward, he glanced at Jin Yi, and realised that he was staring blankly, as though he had given up on struggling. He could only say: "The calligraphy work on the left is done by Jin Yi, the calligraphy work on the right is by Ding Hao, please call out the names of the people you support."

When Xiong Yinloong finished speaking, the entire competition grounds were once again in an uproar, everyone was extremely passionate.

"Ding Hao! Ding Hao! "

"Ding Hao! Support Ding Hao! "

"…"

Ding Hao's name was called out loud from every entrance, causing the entire hall to be in an uproar.

A satisfied expression appeared on Ding Hao's face, and he slowly said: "Thank you for everyone's support, I will start to spread the news now."

Gu Lang and the rest carried their silver chests, and started to throw them into the stands.

Everyone's eyes were filled with fanaticism as they all went to grab it.

Ding Hao did not care about what was happening in the stands, he turned and looked at Jin Yi, and helplessly spread out his hands, and said: "I'm truly sorry, I never expected everyone to be so passionate, supporting my work. Sigh, he's too popular, I have no choice."

"…" It was as if a hundred thousand mud horses were galloping in Jin Yi's heart, and a feeling of aggrievement arose in his heart.

"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have rolled my eyes at him. Now, he is reaping what he sowed …" Jin Yi revealed a bitter smile, and thought.

"It's time to fulfill your bet. Big Bear is a witness." Ding Hao said slowly as a smile leaked out of his mouth.

Jin Yi struggled in his heart. He originally wanted to acknowledge Senior Xiong as his master, but who knew that he would have to accept this bet by mistake. He actually wanted to acknowledge someone with no calligraphy foundation as his master, what should he do …

"Are you going to go back on your word?" Ding Hao squinted his eyes, a cold light appearing from the gaps of his eyes, as he said indifferently.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]