The 9 Heavens Ruler System
Chapter 11 - I'm not no. 1! I'm not no. 1! I'm not no. 1!

"What a good poem! Mr. Gao's poem is filled with loneliness and loss. I've been studying for years, and I've never seen such a good poem!"

"A good poem. We admire him. It seems like the first most talented person is Mr. Gao!"

"Yes, we support Mr. Gao!"

At this moment, several literati stood up and clapped their hands. Long Chen glanced at them. It turned out that all of them were circle plotters invited by Gao Jin.

"Miss Liu, we all think that Mr. Gao's poem is the best love poem in the world. What say?" A scholar said intentionally.

Liu Yurong frowned. This kind of situation, he had only seen her for the first time.

"Poetry Mr. Gao is indeed the best feeling I have ever heard, but this poem has gone through many changes and shows sadness. However, Mr. Gao's life was full of youth. When he had just chanted it, Mr. Gao did not reflect the poem itself. As if written by someone else..."

Liu Yurong regretfully shook his head: "Master Gao, I'm afraid you're not the first of the talented ones."

"What do you mean?" Gao Jin, who was happy, suddenly fell to the ground.

Another writer also said, "Miss Liu, as long as the poem is good enough, you have not mentioned any requirements in chanting the poem. Could it be that Misty Hall actually wanted to play tricks?"

Liu Yurong was too lazy to deal with their provocation and wanted to get off the stage for a while. Gao Jin immediately went up on stage and caught Liu Yurong unwillingly but was stopped by Liu Yurong's guards.

At this moment, Long Chen suddenly said, "Don't worry, he has never written a poem. The title of the world's first love poem may not belong to Mr. Gao. It seems to be my turn."

"Little bastard, you don't have a voice here. Go back to your sect!" Gao Jin said fiercely.

Long Chen's face was drowning. He instantly unleashed his initial stage Qi Gathering power to create sword intent and smoothed it into Gao Jin's neck. Their distance was so far away yet Long Chen's sword intent was extremely fast, piercing the wall beside Gao Jin and piercing it.

Everyone was shocked after seeing this.

Gao Jin shuddered, and cold sweat fell on his head. He reluctantly said with a stiff smile, "Brother Long, you can start, you can start..."

Long Chen gave a cold snort and retracted his True Essence.

Xiao Chun's eyes froze. He noticed that the flying sword in earlier was sword intent. Others could not see it, but he could see it at a glance.

Mr. Long is truly extraordinary. The Monarch Sect was definitely not an ordinary sect! To think he became a sword master at this age, how terrifying was the sect?

The more he thought about it, Xiao Chun grew curious. He is very impatient for the meeting tomorrow.

Long Chen drank a glass of tea, then shook his head gently, and began chanting his poem, "The smooth cloud, the stars fly spreading hatred, and the silver man is far and dark."

"Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will surpass countless worlds."

"Softness is like water, happy seasons are like dreams, if two true loves meet, Heaven and Earth will not be able to separate them! Even in 9 generations of life, true love will not fade forever!"

The talented writers on the stage for a while fell silent and enjoyed the affection in this poem.

Xiao Chun was shocked. He continued to ponder the poem and said in his heart:

Mr. Long's poem is the first true love poem of any age. Who can compete with him for the world's first talent title?

"Mr Long. There's nothing to say."

Some scholars opened their mouths to praise Long Chen, but they did not know what words to use.

Besides the first love poem, what other words can describe this poem?

"Mr Long, we are willing to worship Mr. Long as our teacher! Even if we have to pass through the sea of fire for Mr. Long, there are no complaints at all!"

These previous arrogant scholars lowered their heads, and even bent their knees to worship Long Chen!

Even Gao Jin, a rude man, was convinced of Long Chen's poem and did not know what to say.

"This Mr. Long poem is the first love poem of all ages. We willingly acknowledge Mr Long's first talent title!"

"Yes, Mr. Long is the most talented person. It's time for Miss Liu to keep her promise."

Liu Yurong put down his instrument and hesitated for a moment. He had to admit that, "Lord Long's Poetry was worthy of praise. I will keep my promise..."

His tone was mixed with a hint of helplessness and sadness, and some decomposition.

Mr. Long is indeed worthy of being the first talented person. This is Liu Yurong's most famous brand token, 'If you get my heart, I will be yours.'

The host girl gave the brand token to Long Chen.

Long Chen took the first position and was even a woman, but he felt guilty.

Don't say that, he had never even tried to approach another woman other than his wife. When he was young, his wife would throw out any woman who tried to approach him. And that makes him goosebumps all the time.

If he finds out that he got another woman without his knowledge...

"Master Long!"

Gao Jin suddenly called out. Long Chen thought that; could it be that this brat is trying to do something again?

However, Gao Jin arch his hand and said, "Master Long's talent is truly beyond reason. In the future, I will study hard and compete with Mr. Long."

What the fuck?

Competing with me?

What's wrong with this kid's head?

But Long Chen did not mind.

He nodded casually, and then looked at Liu Yurong with a curious look.

Who's this pretty girl?

When Long Chen thought of something, his expression changed.

He never thought about it.

Looking at the description of the system, he was stunned. Indeed, Dao Zun's eyes were never wrong.

[Original name: Sun Xiaomei. A killer at the Corps Association. He had retired 50 years ago, and worked in Misty Hall as he is now]

No wonder Liu Yurong always showed his back to people. It turns out he is a killer!

I'm afraid if I stay here too long, I'll see a hundred-year-old grandma!

"Sir Long, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Long Chen's ugly face, Gao Jin asked doubtfully.

Long Chen waved at Gao Jin in silence.

"What can I do for you, Mr Long?" Ask Gao Jin.

"This thing was for you, and the poem just now was for you. From today on, you are the most talented person in the world, and Miss Liu is yours!"

Long Chen stuffed the famous brand token into Gao Jin's pocket and jumped out of the stage!

"Master Long!"

"Master Long?"

Long Chen leaped out and rushed to the gate of the city square at lightning speed.

He continued saying: I'm not No 1, I'm not No 1, I'm not No 1.

"Master! Don't leave me!" Wu Lingxiao was confusedly chasing after her.

"What's wrong with Mr Long?"

"People are usually a little crazy. If they weren't crazy, how could they write such romantic love poems?"

"That makes sense. Lord Long is truly a poetic immortal who has descended into the world!"

Gao Jin held a famous brand token in his hand and suddenly replied, "So, Miss Liu is mine?"

The host girl hesitated: "Yes, that is..."

When Gao Jin heard that, he was overjoyed and rushed to Liu Yurong, "Miss Liu, let's get drunk as much as tonight!"

What Gao Jin did not expect was that Liu Yurong, who had been sitting on the stage like a virgin, suddenly swung his Guzheng and hit Gao Jin's face directly. Then he jumped out like Long Chen!

"What's going on?!"

"Mister Long's literary talent has dazzled Miss Liu to such an extent. Miss Liu wants to elope with Mr. Long!"

"What a beautiful love story. I have creative inspiration again. I'll be able to write a good poem that will shock the world and cry over ghosts and gods when I get home."

"Mr Long and Ms Liu, we wish you all the best! You must be happy!"

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