Yan Zhongmou was startled, but then he felt confident again.
Just now I thought that the other party was getting angry and was going to take action.
But when it comes to what I am good at, I am afraid that the other party is not the same as me.
"I have been familiar with the books of sages since I was a child, and I have written first-hand moral articles! When it comes to writing, you are far inferior to me. Compared with these, I am incompetent!"
"In addition to studying, I do elegant things. I know everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting; I can pick up poems, songs and rhymes at my fingertips!"
At this point, Yan Zhongmou suggested: "Then let's compare the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"
Chess, calligraphy and painting!?
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, thinking, isn't this still making things difficult for the other party!?
You are proficient in everything, but for a martial artist, is this not playing the piano to a cow?
I thought Ye Feng would refuse.
After all, even ordinary people rarely dabble in these four arts. It would be good to be able to master them, let alone master them.
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng agreed without even thinking.
"Okay!" Ye Feng nodded and said, "Just follow what you said and compare poems and songs!"
What!?
Hearing this, everyone looked at Ye Feng in surprise, wondering if he was crazy?
Are you playing chess, calligraphy and painting with a young man from a scholarly family? Isn’t this a show of force in front of Guan Gong!?
What do you use to compare with others?
However, Hua Guodong's eyes lit up.
It suddenly occurred to me that my master had extremely high attainments in calligraphy, and could even make it look fake.
If we compete with the "book" in calligraphy and painting, that is, calligraphy, we will definitely win!
After all, when he was in Zangbaozhai, Hua Guodong witnessed Ye Feng copying Wang Xizhi's calligraphy with his own eyes. He was majestic and completed in one go. His calligraphy was so good that no one could match it!
At this time, Yan Zhongmou was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng actually dared to agree?
Who gave him the courage to compete with himself in chess, calligraphy and painting?
But Yan Zhongmou didn't think much about it. Anyway, the other party agreed. It was a fair competition, and he would show off his talents to open everyone's eyes!
"Then you can choose any one from the four arts of 'Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting', and let's compete on the spot!" Yan Zhongmou asked Ye Feng to choose whatever he wanted. He was a hundred times more confident in any one of them.
Seeing that Yan Zhongmou asked his master to choose, Hua Guodong was overjoyed and thought that his master would definitely choose calligraphy as a competition, and then become a blockbuster!
However, Ye Feng actually humbly said: "The visitor is a guest, you choose!"
"Huh? I choose?" Yan Zhongmou was startled again, and then said, "I have already said that I am proficient in all these four arts, and I can choose any one."
"Me too!" Ye Feng said calmly, "Why don't we compete again, lest you lose and be unconvinced!"
--puff!
When Yan Zhongmou heard this, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
The other party still wants to win?
Are you afraid that you can’t afford to lose!?
"Haha!" Yan Zhongmou sneered, "Since you are so overestimating your abilities, then let's compete in chess, calligraphy and painting!"
Seeing this situation, everyone was also puzzled. They really didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Ye Feng Gourd?
If one thing doesn't work, how about comparing four things?
The more you compete, the worse you will lose!?
Hua Guodong on the side was even more worried for his master.
It is obvious that the calligraphy competition is a sure win, so why go to the extra step and compare them all at once!?
At this time, Ye Feng continued to speak shockingly.
"If you can win one of these four games of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, then you win!" This chapter has been completed!
