She took a deep breath, gritted her silver teeth, and said, "Of course I don't accept it. I am a strong person in the Three Talents Realm. Who do you think you are in my eyes?"
"The way of music and temperament is just some heresy. A person's strength depends on his strength. When the Immortal Meridian Competition is held, I will let you pay back the shame of today."
Lin Han smiled casually, but didn't pay attention to her.
In the Immortal Vein Competition, he would make the other party understand that they would still be defeated by him.
Then he glanced at Lin Yan, who was not far away, and sneered: "Lin Yan, are you your daughter? That's all."
Lin Yan originally felt extremely embarrassed because Lin Mengru lost. After hearing this, she felt as if she had been slapped by Lin Han, and her face turned red.
She looked at Lin Han with a sharp look in her eyes and said, "You little beast, if you have a great Immortal Vein Competition, you will naturally know how powerful my Meng Ru is."
Lin Han is taking revenge on her.
She killed Lin Han's mother back then.
Lin Han smiled.
In the Immortal Meridian Competition, these children who are enemies of his mother will all die.
"Okay, let Lin Mingguang show his calligraphy next."
Lin Yaotian said calmly again.
A man in white clothes came out, holding a huge black pen in his hand.
The brush is like a spurge, as tall as a person. It is made of special metal and looks very solid.
Many people are interested. This is Lin Mingguang, who is close to the pulse. According to legend, his calligraphy has reached the point of shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods.
The path of cultivation is all-encompassing.
He preached through calligraphy.
Thirty years ago, I once wrote the word "clumsy", which caused the changes in the nine heavens, the starry sky dimming, and various scenes of real dragons and immortal phoenixes circling, which made the Nine Immortals famous.
This is a sign from the ancient scribe.
Everyone thinks that he will become enlightened in a different way in the future.
At this moment, everyone can want to see it with their own eyes.
"Haha, it would be boring for me to perform alone. Lin Han, since you have shown extraordinary musical skills, how about we two compete in calligraphy?"
Lin Mingming is twenty-six or seven years old. His hair is casually let down, giving him a sense of elegance.
He smiled faintly at Lin Han and said.
Many people were stunned.
Lin Mingguang's calligraphy is earth-shattering. Isn't this a clear sign of bullying?
"Lin Mingguang, you are not ashamed. You have been practicing calligraphy for many years. You have such strong attainments, how can others compare with you?"
Lingxuan was also a little angry and snorted.
Everyone nodded, feeling that Lin Han would not agree.
However, Lin Han pondered for a moment and said lightly: "It's okay to compare, what's the advantage?"
Everyone was stunned.
Zhao Cunshan, Zhao Mengjie and others were also a little stunned. Did Lin Han really want to compete with him?
Lin Mingguang was also startled, then laughed out loud and said: "I can grant you any bonus you want."
He originally just wanted to weaken Lin Han's prestige.
Now that there is a possibility of agreeing, it is naturally a dream.
"Simple, I want you to kneel down to me and call yourself a dog!"
Lin Han's eyes turned cold and he shouted coldly.
Everyone was shocked.
Lin Han's bet was too harsh. It was typical that he wanted to humiliate Lin Mingguang.
"You bastard, what are you talking about? Are you looking for death?"
Mr. Lin suddenly became furious and stood up and shouted.
Lin Mingguang was his son, and Lin Han asked his son to kneel down and say that he was a dog.
Isn't this obvious and humiliating to oneself?
"This is my bet. If he doesn't have the guts, he doesn't have to bet."
Lin Han was calm.
He also did this to embarrass Mr. Lin.
As long as there is a chance, he will not let go of anyone who harmed his father back then.
Lin Jun clenched his fists tightly and looked at Lin Han with cold eyes.
Lin Mingguang also had a gloomy look on his face and sneered: "The same will happen if you lose?"
"nature."
Lin Han was determined.
Lin Mingguang and Lin Jun looked at each other and felt relieved. In their opinion, there was no way they could lose.
Lingxuan was also anxious. She already knew enough about Lin Han, but she never knew that Lin Han could also calligraphy.
Compared with Lin Mingguang, isn't this self-defeating?
Master Liu Yun and Lin Yaotian also looked at Lin Han, wanting to see how confident he was.
"Haha, Lin Han, watch carefully. I'll show you what despair is."
Lin Mingguang laughed, feeling that Lin Han would be embarrassed in front of everyone.
Whoa! After saying that, he waved the big pen in his hand and asked someone to spread a huge piece of rice paper on the ground and write on the rice paper.
Every stroke and every stroke is vigorous, majestic, and seems to be psychic. A special aura emanates from it, and there is also the light of runes steaming from it.
Only those who have entered the "realm of transformation" in calligraphy can raise the light of runes and connect with the ideals of heaven, earth and truth.
In history, there are many literary giants in the Nine Immortals Realm, but only a few can reach this stage.
It is amazing that Lin Mingguang has such attainments.
Lin Han also raised his eyebrows. Lin Mingguang indeed had two skills. If he relied on himself, he would be far behind him.
However, he has a lot of talent.
He couldn't help but ask Hong: "How is it, Hong, are you sure?"
"You underestimate me. Lin Mingguang is a young boy. How can he compare with me in calligraphy?"
Hong snorted unhappily.
The reason why Lin Han agreed was naturally because he wanted Hong to help him secretly.
Hong Ke is an old antique who has lived for countless years, and was once a powerful man famous in the immortal world.
He had also practiced calligraphy before. From his perspective, Lin Mingguang's quality was completely ignored by him.
Lin Han smiled and nodded, relieved.
Buzz! In the end, Lin Mingguang wrote for more than ten minutes before he finished writing this word, as if he had used all his strength in every stroke. After finishing writing, his face was a little pale and he was out of breath.
Everyone looked and saw that the word "Lin" was written in it.
The brushwork is vigorous and powerful, penetrating the back of the paper.
After a while, butterflies flew over in the square and hovered around the word "Lin".
Every butterfly is very gorgeous and colorful, and thousands of them fly together, which is full of dreamy feeling.
"Words attract butterflies, my God."
"What realm is this?"
Many people exclaimed and it was an eye-opener.
It shows that Lin Mingguang's calligraphy is very expressive and that's why he is like this.
Such achievements are truly shocking.
Lin Jun smiled and felt very proud.
He glanced at Lin Han and asked, "How about it, Lin Han, do you still need to compare now?"
Just admit defeat."
Lin Mingguang was also full of pride and sneered: "Yes, with my calligraphy skills, he no longer had the need to take action. He quickly knelt down and said that he was a dog."
Lin Han looked calm and ignored him at all, saying: "Bring me a pen!"