"I didn't expect that he would really dare to come." On the Qingtian Terrace, several old men from the Shi family were sitting, and among them sat an old man in yellow robes, who spoke slowly at this moment.
"So what if I'm here, stepping on the rainbow, just showing off." An old historian sensed Zhao Wuji's cultivation, and showed a little disdain: "It's just a two-star fighting spirit. Even if he passed the literary test by cheating, he still can't do it."
There is no threat to our young master."
"Hahaha, you historians can finally let go of your worries." The old man in yellow robe wiped his beard at this moment and laughed heartily.
"It's not a matter of suspense, Lao Huang, we didn't take him seriously at all. Our purpose this time was to scare the monkeys. Otherwise, if everyone does it like him, what's the prestige of our historians?" There was a middle-aged man.
The man spoke.
"The two historians are right." The old man in yellow robe nodded and seemed to agree.
The so-called two heads of the Shi family in his mouth are naturally the younger brothers of the head of the Shi family. This time, the head of the Shi family did not come in person in order to set off the integrity of their Shi family.
There was a pause.
Zao Wuji has arrived on the Qingtian Terrace, with a heroic appearance, neither humble nor arrogant, and even a bit cynical.
"Are you Zhao Wuji? Why don't you kneel down to pay respects when you see the royal family?" An old man from the historian wanted to make a show of power immediately, with a murderous and threatening expression between his brows.
"Hahaha, I am a very proud person. The sky above my head is not worthy of me kneeling down, and you mortals are even less qualified." Zhao Wuji said directly and freely, without saving any face for the old man in yellow robe, even if this person's aura
Very powerful.
"Hmph." The old man in yellow robe suddenly snorted coldly. Among them, the Nine-Star Fighting King was overwhelming and wanted to force Zhao Wuji to kneel down.
But he will be disappointed.
The Dou Huang from Miter Auction House couldn't even force Zhao Wuki to kneel down at that time, and Zhao Wuki could still use Xingzi to secretly move. It was even more impossible for a Nine-Star Dou Wang to imprison Zhao Wuki.
Buzz!
Feeling the pressure of the King of Fighters, Zhao Wuji remained calm, and his eyes even looked at the old man in yellow robe with a bit of depth and murderous intent: "Old dog in yellow robe, is this how you break the rules in front of everyone? You belong to the royal family.
The princess is getting married, and you are showing favoritism for personal gain. It seems that you are born to be rebellious..."
As soon as these words came out, the old man in yellow robe was startled, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment: "You!"
Although these common people were like ants in his eyes, if Zhao Wuji's words were spread back to the royal family, he would definitely be in trouble.
"What are you doing? You are the referee. The referee must be fair and impartial. The person you are marrying is a princess, not an accessory for an old dog like you to make profit." Zhao Wuji's sharp words actually made the old man in yellow robe helpless.
Don’t dare to act rashly.
"Okay! What a sharp-tongued person!" The old man in yellow robe narrowed his eyes slightly: "The literary test has begun! On the topic!"
Swish!
The two fighting kings appeared, used their fighting energy to transform into wings and took off into the air. Then each of them fished with a banner, which seemed to have a pair of poems written on it.
"Thousands of miles have passed through the Yangtze River, and no one has returned home." The old man in yellow robe said: "Complete this poem before you can enter the next round."
"What's so difficult about this?" Zhao Wuji saw this five-character poem and didn't hesitate at all. He was a man who knew three hundred Tang poems, Song lyrics and children's songs by heart.
"Hmph, this is an additional test, so the time is set. If you can't match the number within twenty, you will be eliminated!" The old man in yellow robe looked at the guard on the side: "Count!"
"Yes." The man nodded and started counting: "One, two, three..."
"Only the wild geese by the river fly south when autumn comes." When the man started counting, Zao Wuji opened his mouth and directly completed the poem.
His last two sentences directly sublimated the first two sentences.
"What a poem!"
“What a great addition!”
"The sun is thousands of miles away, and the wild geese are heading south in autumn. It's really amazing!"
The crowds of people around me clapped and applauded! It’s really hard to find fault with it!
Even several historians on Qingtiantai were a little shocked, because this question is considered extremely difficult in the literary test. Among a thousand people, less than two palms can complete it completely.
The old man in yellow robe had dark eyebrows and was very unhappy. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him could make up for it in such a short time!
And in full view of the public, he could no longer act selfishly, so he rebelled just now, which really stumped him. It felt like he had said it deliberately in front of everyone, with the purpose of stopping him from acting favoritistically for public reasons.
"Next round." The old man in yellow robe looked at the two fighting kings in the sky and winked, as if ordering them to change to the more difficult one.
Swish!
Another two banner fishing.
It says:
Beautiful women have been like famous generals since ancient times, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world.
There are two more sentences, but they have been replaced by seven-character quatrains. Although the number of words is a bit too many, it is not a problem for Zao Wou-ki.
"One..." The man wanted to count.
"It's common to have gray hair and green temples, and the sunset is unprecedented." Zao Wuji said it smoothly in a second, and it was a seamless connection.
"Wonderful!"
The crowd in the audience burst into applause again, with all kinds of horror and joy.
Let’s not talk about anything else. If this kid can make the historian angry, many people here are secretly happy!
"Hahaha, the historian will be embarrassed this time!"
"Historians set the literary test at Qingtiantai just to scare the monkeys. Unexpectedly, this chicken seems to have its own ideas!"
"This time we hit a wall."
Men and women discussed all kinds of things, and many people directly admired Zhao Wuji for going to the appointment alone, not at all afraid of the historians and royal elders who were like snakes and rats!
Somewhere in the sea of people.
A charming and charming woman was also staring at the young man on the stage. In addition to admiration, there seemed to be another layer of subtle emotion in her beautiful eyes.
"It seems that my vision has not deteriorated." Liu Piaopiao murmured to himself: "This guy really has some foundation."
"Master, do you want to train him to join our Blood Drinking Sect?" A masked man next to him asked boldly.
"What do you think?" Liu Piaopiao's words were slightly cold at this time, but her beautiful eyes looking at Zhao Wuji looked extremely soft.
"His personality is a little too flamboyant. He just didn't know how to restrain himself in front of the royal family, and he doesn't know how to hide his edge. He probably won't live long." The masked man analyzed and said.
After all, I have never been in contact with Zhao Wuji like Liu Piaopiao, but judging from the current situation, it does give people this feeling, and there is nothing wrong with what he said.
However, Liu Piaopiao knew that Zhao Wuji was a guy that even she could not predict, and that he had just discovered that he was naturally rebellious against the royal family. This series of events was no coincidence.
"From the outside, he looks carefree, and he doesn't know how to hide his edge." Liu Piaopiao suddenly looked at the masked figure next to him: "Have you ever thought that he deliberately made you feel like this?"
As soon as these words came out, the masked man was stunned! He seemed to understand something! He became a little horrified!
"Continue to monitor. If the historian is forced to take action against Zhao Wuji, we will kill him without mercy." Liu Piaopiao said at this moment, then turned around and slowly left the square.
"Sir, don't you pay more attention, please?" the masked man asked.
"I've got the answer I wanted. It's just a waste of time if I keep it. There are still a lot of things to deal with." Liu Piaopian waved her hand. Although she was still very cold to her confidants at times, she was in a good mood.
When she was young, she still didn't know how to put on any airs.