"That's right!" Many people nodded in agreement. They were all completely shocked and convinced by every word of Chen Feng's poem. They only had admiration and respect for Chen Feng in their hearts, and had no other thoughts.
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But some people's faces showed fear and were full of worry. These were the people who had just mocked Chen Feng.
They were afraid that Chen Feng would retaliate against them after his strength and status improved!
Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Feng, waiting for his answer.
Chen Feng smiled slightly. Without any hesitation, he just said softly: "Thank you, Grand Scholar, for your love, but what Chen Feng wants is only the supreme power and the endless road to martial arts!"
His eyes were firm: "So, the Hanlin Academy is not suitable for me, I'm sorry."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Lin Moyu's eyes flashed, with a trace of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that Chen Feng would reject his invitation.
However, he was so angry that he didn't get angry because of it. Instead, he became more interested in Chen Feng and took a closer look.
He laughed: "Okay, let's not talk about this first."
Everyone looked at Chen Feng with a glimmer of interest in their eyes.
Her original intention of holding this poetry meeting was to accept these young talents and let them fall under her pomegranate skirt for her own use. She only invited Chen Feng because she heard that Chen Feng had become famous and powerful in the past few days.
There is this move.
But she didn't take Chen Feng too seriously. After all, in her opinion, Chen Feng was just an ordinary young master.
But she didn't expect that Chen Feng would bring her such a huge surprise today.
And this only made her slightly surprised.
After all, although her identity is the owner of Red Sleeves, her actual identity is very important. She has met countless young heroes, including some who are better than Chen Feng.
But Chen Feng's rejection of Lin Moyu just now changed his view of Chen Feng from slight surprise to deep appreciation.
"This young man knows how to advance and retreat, knows how to measure, and more importantly, he can recognize his own true heart!"
"How hard is it to keep a true heart? He will never be a thing in the pool in the future!"
The poem will continue.
With Chen Fengzhuyu in front of them, the poems written by others always feel a bit boring. Even if they listen to the poems written by themselves, they find it boring.
For a time, the atmosphere at the poetry meeting became cold, and no one was willing to write poetry anymore.
At this moment, a clear and long roar suddenly came from the distance.
Then, the roaring sound kept approaching here, getting closer and closer.
And every time the whistle sounded, the distance got much closer.
Everyone's expression changed, this person came really fast.
Soon, everyone saw a small white dot approaching in the night.
This small white dot quickly enlarged, and then everyone saw what kind of small white dot it was. It was clearly a huge white pigeon.
This white pigeon is about ten feet long and has a wingspan of about thirty feet. It is extremely tall and has a fairy-like air.
On top of the white crane sat a young man in white clothes. He was quite handsome and tall. The white dove circled in the air and hovered above the Red Sleeve Tower.
The young man in white slightly cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, Pengchi is late, I hope you won't be surprised!"
Some women made a cry like a nymphomaniac. When Chen Feng saw it, he shook his head slightly: "Another pretender is here."
"Pengchi? Is he Ying Pengchi? This year's top pick?"
"That's right, it's him. I've long heard that this year's No. 1 Scholar is not only extremely high-level and extremely powerful, but also a talented and handsome man. When I saw him today, he was indeed unusual!"
Seeing Ying Pengchi's arrival, Xue Yankai's face suddenly showed a touch of excitement, bursting with light, as if he had thought of something.
Ying Pengchi obviously enjoyed the attention of everyone. With a proud and arrogant smile on his face, he drove the white crane to fly down and then landed on the ground.
He stood there and glanced around the row of small tables at the front.
Apparently, because he was late, he now had no seat, and he now wanted to find a seat for himself.
After a moment, his eyes fell on Chen Feng, so he walked over, raised his chin, and said with a hint of arrogance on his face: "You, get up! Give me your seat!"
His tone was like giving a command!
Ying Pengchi may seem arrogant, but he is actually a very shrewd person.
He glanced at the people present and found that only Chen Feng was a stranger, and he couldn't see Chen Feng's strength, so he naturally thought that Chen Feng was just here to make up the numbers.
Of all of them, offending him should be the least risky.
Little did he know that he couldn't see Chen Feng's strength because Chen Feng was too strong.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "Are you treating me like a soft persimmon?"
Ying Pengchi had a joking smile on his face and said, "That's right, so what if I just treat you like a soft persimmon?"
He laughed: "If you hold it in your heart and don't say it out loud, it's fine. But if you insist on saying it out, isn't it self-humiliating?"
He laughed and said: "You are simply making yourself miserable! Anyway, the result will not change no matter what."
He said calmly: "Give you three breaths and get out of here. Otherwise..."
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent suddenly arose.
At this moment, he almost couldn't help but attack Ying Pengchi. As long as Ying Pengchi dared to provoke him again, Chen Feng would definitely make him pay the price.
"What if not?" At this moment, a clear voice came from the side.
Ying Pengchi looked there and his expression suddenly changed.
It turned out that the person who said these words was none other than college student Lin Moyu.
Ying Pengchi showed a look of respect on his face, bowed deeply and said, "Grand Bachelor, so you are here too?"
Lin Moyu sneered and said: "Of course I should be here. If I weren't here, I wouldn't know that you, the new top scholar, who is about to enter our Hanlin Academy as a bachelor, are such a virtuous person!"
Ying Pengchi was so proud, but when he said this, his face suddenly became red and blue, and he felt that he had lost face greatly.
At the same time, he looked at Chen Feng with some confusion, and thought to himself: "Where does this little brat come from? How can the bachelor protect him like this?"
At this time, Lin Moyu said coldly: "Get out of the way quickly!"
