"Trump is garbage. I really don't know what your vision is. Are all such words worthy of praise?"

Qi Shenxian stood up and asked faintly, with disdain on his face.

"May Mainland, are you crazy? Is it so difficult to admit your shortcomings?"

"That's right, everyone can see the words of Master Luo. Do you have any works? Is it qualified to evaluate Master Luo like this!"

"Hahaha... I think he's just jealous. Don't the mainland people do this? They're garbage, but their verbal skills are first-class."

When everyone saw Qi being arrogant and said that Luo Han’s words were garbage, they all felt unhappy and were particularly disdainful.

Long Tu also wanted to get involved, but Old Master Long held his wrist down.

Long Tu woke up and breathed a sigh of relief. He almost made a big mistake. If Qi Shuinxian grabbed the handle, he would lose a lot of money again after turning around.

Song Pu asked with a smile: "Master Qi teaches the heavens and man, and is the archbishop of the Southern District and the backbone of the Holy Church! Since you can evaluate Master Luo's words like this, you must have seen better ones, right?"

Luo Han said calmly: "If he had seen the words of Wang Xizhi and others, then I would be unable to compare with the current people. In his life, people will never be able to compare with the ancients."

You Xin also smiled and said, "Yes, if you say that Master Luo Han's words are not as good as those of the ancients, it would be boring."

Qi Shuinxian looked indifferent and said, "Didn't I say it just now? My handwriting is twice as good as his. It can sell two million meters of gold! Isn't your ears easy to use?"

Luo Han sneered and said, "I have been in the calligraphy world for a lifetime and have never seen such an arrogant young man!"

Qi Shuinxian was stunned and said, "Here, have you seen it now?"

Luo Han sneered repeatedly and said, "If you can write a word that is stronger than me, there is no need to say that it is twice as strong as me. Even if you are only a little stronger, I will admit your excellence!"

Qi and Shenxian said calmly: "What's the point of admitting it? Why don't we make a bet?"

Luo Han said: "Okay, what do you want to bet on? It's too low-level, I don't like it!"

Qi Jianxian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "If I win, then I want all the antiques you have collected!"

Luo Han said: "Hmm? Very good, what if you lose!"

Qi Xinxian thoughtfully and said, "If I lose, I will admit that your writing is better, and will fully support Member Youxin, how about it?!"

As soon as these words were said, they were quite shocking.

Even Zuo Chen's face changed drastically. If he supports You Xin now, his situation would be bad!

It’s not that he doesn’t believe in Qi Shunxian’s ability, but Luo Han, who has been immersed in calligraphy for decades, has reached its peak in calligraphy and has reached the level of the ancients. It is too difficult to beat him in calligraphy.

"Interesting! As the archbishop of the Holy Church, Archbishop of Qi should know that lying is a great sin." Song Pu was amused after hearing this, smiled with his palm and said.

"Of course, I, Archbishop Qi, can't chase any horse." Qi Jixian said coldly, "Why, Luo Han, do you dare to take the initiative? Just by your malicious distortion of Mr. Chen's great motto, I will teach you a lesson today, who is ignorant!"

After hearing this, Luo Han was also angry, and smiled grimly, saying, "Okay, I want to see, you young boy, what are you going to beat me! Please serve me and let him write now!"

Yu Xiaolong, Sun Yingshu, even Ye Jiguo, was frightened and felt that Qi Shuinxian might be a bit arrogant this time. After all, he was facing a master of calligraphy who had been famous for many years!

Ye Jiguo couldn't help but ask Tianlang: "Brother Tianlang, is this a bit exaggerated by the boss?"

Tianlang said disdainfully: "You know nothing! The second leader has learned calligraphy since he was a child and practices calligraphy every day. He is talented."

Ye Jiguodao: "No matter how talented he is, it's useless. Luo Han is a master-level figure known all over the world. Moreover, he is obviously talented when he can reach this point! Calligraphy can not only make up for it with talent."

But Tan Lang said, "Just look at it. The second leader's handwriting is very well written. Although I have not admired him for many years, I believe that his calligraphy level has reached a higher level!"

Ye Jiguo nodded repeatedly, but he could only hope so.

"Take the four treasures of the study, and today I will teach this old man a lesson!" Qi Shenxian said loudly.

After hesitating for a moment, Zuo Chen nodded, and then instructed his subordinates to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstone to use it for Qi Wenxian.

Sun Yingshu couldn't help but be anxious and said, "I remember you were so despised. Why do you do such a stupid thing?!"

Qi Xinxi asked, "What do you mean I'm so despised? Damn!"

Sun Yingshu said: "Don't you like to compete with the elderly? What calligraphy do you compare with him? Is it unstable to win by competing with him?"

Qi Shuinyin was so angry that he squirted out his nose, like an old cow, and said angrily: "Okay, in your eyes, is I just such a person who is so despised?"

Sun Yingshu was speechless for a long time before saying, "If you lose, let my Mi Jin be wasted and I will kill you!"

Although she believed in Qi Shuinxian very much, this time she was really unsure. After all, this was a comparison, not a competition.

If she talks about martial arts competition, then she can feel at 100 people. If she is writing... Qi Jianxian said that she has not even finished school, and she relies on self-study and scumbags in prison.

"Don't be impatient." Qi Jiongxian smiled, "Look at my performance!"

Soon, the four treasures of the study were taken.

Qi Mingxian was very calm. After taking it, he placed it on the table and asked the cameraman to point the lens at the desktop.

"A man with a beard and a old thief in his old head, today I will teach you that my mainland literary world is unfathomable. How could you, an old thief, be humiliated at will!" Qi Shenxian grabbed the brush, grabbed his fingers, and pointed at Luo Han from afar.

Luo Han was so angry that his nose was smoking, and he said coldly: "I want to see how you are making a fool of yourself!"

"Dadazi is so arrogant. He actually provoked Master Luo Han in calligraphy. He doesn't know how to be tall and strong! I underestimate us Penglai people?"

"It doesn't matter, he will make a fool of himself!"

"When he writes it out, let's laugh at him together, won't it be better."

"Haha, mainlanders can only bluff, just a young man, and dare to provoke the masters of the calligraphy world!"

Everyone scoffed at it, disdained it, thinking that Qi Shunyi was showing off and would be exposed in a while.

Qi Shuinxian suddenly closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them. In an instant, he stood in Tai Chi's "Wuji Stance", holding Yuan Shuyi, as if returning to the chaotic universe.

Yu Xiaolong's eyes were burning, and he looked at Qi's casual posture carefully.

Qi Shenxian took a deep breath, dipped his brush ink, then raised his wrist, and stroked his left hand on his back waist, concentrating and meticulous.

"He is trying to show his martial arts skills in calligraphy!" Yu Xiaolong felt enlightened when he saw this.

The pen in Qi Shunxin's hand seemed to have turned into a big gun.
Chapter completed!