The Legend of the Strongest Father in the Nine Heavens
Chapter 102: Did you write this?

When talking.

Fan Shengzhou was already standing in the middle of the crowd with Wei Lingfeng.

The two were less than ten feet away, their eyes facing each other.

Anxious breaths faintly floated in the air.

“Pens!” Wei Lingfeng waved her right hand, and the huge brush appeared and flew into her hand.

Everyone looked closely, and the barrel of this brush seemed to be made of special metal.

Combine the deep hole that was put into the ground with the brush earlier.

Everyone dared to say very confidently that this pen weighed at least a hundred catties.

And Bai Junqian and the others remembered that Wei Lingfeng's brush was a spiritual weapon with incredible power.

Fan Shengzhou did not dare to ignore, and quickly urged the Zhen Yuan in his body to take out the spiritual tool brush he was carrying.

"Kit!"

The two shouted at the same time, and two white papers flew out from the school in the distance, hovering in front of them.

"For long!"

"For long!"

According to Wendao's rules, before the official competition, the people in Wendao had to bow to each other.

After the two of them finished this process, they held onto the brushes one after another and splashed the ink on the white paper.

In less than five breaths, the two had already written.

Then they saw their right hand flicking, giving rise to an aura, and throwing paper onto the ground in the distance.

Bang bang!

After two loud noises, the two sheets of paper hit the ground to a depth of about an inch.

Bai Junqian used an ivory ruler to measure the depth separately, and said:

"The depth of teacher and Senior Wei is one inch and three points, tied!"

After saying this, the 50,000 disciples of the Three Kingdoms Academy were secretly excited.

They thought inwardly that Fan Shengzhou deserved to be the quasi-sage shown by Difu.

His strength was almost the same as that of veteran writer Wei Lingfeng.

Fan Shengzhou himself was also very excited.

If not for the Emperor's advice, he would have been defeated in front of Wei Lingfeng in the first competition today.

Wei Lingfeng silently frowned, unexpectedly Fan Shengzhou had a quasi-sage.

"This old man, hiding here for two thousand years, has really made a breakthrough."

"No wonder he dared to pioneer literature and art, and set up this academy across the border."

Wei Lingfeng took a deep breath.

For today's competition, he has done a lot of hardship.

He was confident enough to completely crush Fan Shengzhou in the next test.

“Continue!” Wei Lingfeng growled softly, her hands clenched, and the spiritual energy in her body surged wildly.

"Gifted with the ancient and modern, Wen Jian cut down ten kingdoms!"

After he and Fan Shengzhou read these two sentences simultaneously, a golden light shot out from their bodies.

After blinking.

The golden light turned into two long swords, hanging in front of them.

It could be seen with the naked eye that the two long swords were composed of countless mysterious words, filled with extraordinary talent.

Bai Junqian and the others, as well as the 50,000 disciples were shocked.

It was indeed Wenjian that was condensed by a quasi-sage, and was truly amazing for the sword spirit to spread to ten countries.

"cut!"

Fan Shengzhou and Wei Lingfeng roared at the same time, and slashed at each other with swords in both hands.

Bang out!

The sword broke into pieces.

Fan Shengzhou and Wei Lingfeng's swords actually turned into gas.

But Wen Jian from Fan Shengzhou broke out a little early.

"Haha!" Wei Lingfeng laughed at the sight, "Fan Shengzhou, your literary and Taoism skills are excellent, but unfortunately it is still a little inferior!"

Fan Shengzhou slightly nodded: "Your progress is indeed incredible. I can't think about it at all. The scholar who was easily defeated by me back then would be extremely strong."

Wei Lingfeng gritted her teeth and said: "This is the power of revenge! You've never experienced such shame, you can't realize how determined I am!"

Fan Shengzhou pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I haven't lost, so you don't need to be too proud."

Wei Lingfeng's eyes looked foolish: "In this last match, I will show you how much distance between us is."

Wenquxinghui is the most important and most difficult part of the literary and Taoist contest.

Compacting Wenqu Xinghui not only required a very deep literary and Taoist cultivation.

Unparalleled literary talent and endurance are all required.

In that year's competition, Wei Lingfeng's first two links only dropped slightly.

And Wenqu Xinghui was the link where he lost the worst.

And he, after exhausting his efforts, failed to condense any stars.

This kind of gap is just a gap that literary and moral educated people cannot pass through.

Fan Shengzhou said solemnly: "I will try my best to prove that you are not that strong!"

“Huh!” After Wei Lingfeng gave a cold snort, she did not say more, but frantically exerted true essence and talent in her body.

pho ~

A dazzling purple light emerged from his body.

Immediately, four red, yellow, blue, and golden divine lights glimmered around the purple light.

After the five colors were mixed together, they turned into stars in the sky.

The colorful stars illuminate the earth brilliantly.

"The colorful starlight is only two glories away from the colorful holy light!"

"As expected to be the greatest writer on the mainland!"

Seeing Wei Lingfeng's colorful star, Bai Junqian and the others greatly admired him.

Fan Shengzhou showed a very serious expression at the moment, and he also fully urged the true essence and talent in his body to explode.

pho ~

After the purple light appeared, only two shades of red and yellow surrounded him.

"It's just a three-color star!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Junqian and the others shook their heads.

I wonder if my teacher is a newly promoted quasi-sage, compared to Wei Lingfeng, she is still a little behind.

Wei Lingfeng waited for a while, and found that there was no new color on Fan Shengzhou's body, and she inevitably showed a hint of excitement.

"Fan Shengzhou, you're still losing!"

"How did you beat me back then, how did I beat you today, now you have nothing to say?"

His heart was not blocked in one breath.

Only when Fan Shengzhou truly stomped his foot could he become the number one literary king in mainland China.

Even the literature and Taoism of the Eternal Region of the Nine Heavens had to respect it.

Fan Shengzhou nodded convincingly, wanting to bow and salute:

"The cultivation of Wen Dao, his experts respected, your achievements are indeed higher than mine, please accept me ..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Junqian hurriedly shouted: "Teacher, wait!"

pho ~

The three-colored star condensed by Fan Shengzhou suddenly shattered and turned into countless light spots.

Everyone looked up and saw.

The stars that originally only had three colors were already colorful and fuzzy at this moment.

A mysterious colorful holy light connected this star with the stone inscription of the academy for a long time.

"Colorful Holy Light!"

At this moment, the smile on Wei Lingfeng's face hardened, "How can you reach the realm of literary sage?"

He quickly followed the colorful holy light to take a look.

I saw that the two quatrains were written on stone tablets amazingly.

If you are not indifferent, there is no way to explain it!

Nothing is far from calm!

“You wrote this?” Wei Lingfeng looked at Fan Shengzhou in shock.

These two sentences themselves were the most talented in the past and present.

He was convinced that someone who could write these two sentences must be a rare literary sage in the world!

At this moment, Fan Shengzhou, Bai Junqian and the others also came.

It turned out that the colorful holy light did not shine from Fan Shengzhou, but the words written by the Emperor on the stone tablet, exploded with the glory of a saint.

“Where can I write such a masterpiece?” Fan Shengzhou shook his head quickly, then looked at Lin Xuan, “Emperor is a world sage, this is his handwriting!”

"Who is the wise man of the world?"

Wei Lingfeng quickly looked at Lin Xuan.

It turned out that Emperor Bei Xuantian was not only a settled identity, but also a talented literary sage!

this……

Even if he won in front of Wen Sheng, what could he be proud of?

Therefore, at such a young age, Di Fu had become the sage of the world.

He was a man who had lived for thousands of years, holding great determination to take revenge, and after all his predicament, he could be considered a quasi-sage.

What right do you have to smile and be satisfied in front of the Emperor?

With her husband, the peak Wen Dao in this world, there was no place for Wei Lingfeng to intervene!

Thinking of this, Wei Lingfeng hurriedly put away the brush, slashed the crown, and walked quickly to Lin Xuan to salute:

"Wei Lingfeng has eyes but has no knowledge of Mount Tai, please don't blame it, Master!"

He specifically emphasized the word "Master." to show respect.