Lord of the Star Ocean

Nie Feng and Fang Wuhui have never met each other in life, and they have never met each other in the Star Martial Arena. Today is the first time they meet. They have no relatives, no reasons, and no grievances.

Of course, according to the conventions at the Xingtai Martial Arts Trials, all participating warriors can follow the practice of the sect and call each other "brother" or "sister."

But Nie Feng is clear in his heart, Fang Wuhui definitely has bad intentions for him!

To be honest, Nie Feng originally planned that if he guessed correctly, he would punish himself with three cups, and he had no intention of reciting poems or composing poems.

But before Nie Feng opened his mouth, Fang Wuhui forced him to the corner, saying that Nie Feng was born in the market, and that it was too difficult for him to compose poems on the spot, and the sarcasm in his words could be heard with a little care.

Most of the guests present were the children of famous families in Nanyuan City, or they were from merchants or officials. Nie Feng was considered a rare commoner among them.

Although he is not the only martial artist who was born as a commoner here, but he is the second place in the competition, and he is a dark horse that has been killed in this year's Star Martial Arts Trial. The reason for Fang Wuhui's behavior is obvious!

As for the others, they are basically watching jokes.

They were the same type of people as Fang Wuhui, many people were not happy to see Nie Feng, and even those who had been defeated by Nie Feng in the ring saw him as a thorn in their side, of course they were happy to see Nie Feng make a fool of himself on the spot.

Especially in front of Mr. Yu!

Thinking about it carefully, Fang Wuhui proposed to guess a penalty poem earlier, and it is estimated that a large part of the reason was aimed at Nie Feng.

A commoner who comes from the market still knows how to compose poetry? That was a big joke!

Even though Nie Feng could punish himself with three cups, after being exposed by Fang Wuhui, he no longer has any face in front of Young Master Yu, nor can he win the latter's eyes.

Looking at Nie Feng with a calm expression, and Fang Wuhui with a teasing look on his face, Mr. Yu, who was sitting on the main seat, showed a smile that was not a smile, and did not intend to speak.

He didn't know Fang Wuhui, nor Nie Feng, and he didn't have any prejudice against them, but he wouldn't interfere in the fight between them either.

And the diva Wan'er, who was sitting under Young Master Yu, looked at Nie Feng with a look of pity in her eyes.

In her opinion, Nie Feng could only swallow this humiliation, there was no other way to resolve it.

Other people's ideas are basically the same.

Seeing that Nie Feng didn't answer, Fang Wuhui chuckled and reached out to pick up the flagon.

"slow!"

At this moment, Nie Feng suddenly raised his hand and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Fang, for your kindness. Nie appreciates it, but I have a poem here, and I invite Mr. Yu and you all to taste it!"

What?

Everyone was stunned, thinking they heard it wrong.

Hearing what Nie Feng said, do you really plan to compose a poem on the spot? Are you kidding me?

What kind of poems can he write? It can’t be doggerel, can it?

In fact, many people were well prepared for the banquet today, and they were not surprised by the guessing game at the banquet. Fang Wuhui was very clear about this, otherwise he would not risk offending so many people to make such a suggestion.

Because Mr. Yu is an elegant person, he understands poetry and is good at composing poems, Fang Wuhui is following his favour.

As for Nie Feng's mere son of a commoner, it is impossible to know in advance through information channels.

He didn't want to bite the bullet and write a doggerel, did he?

Many guests showed strange expressions, as if they couldn't help laughing.

Fang Wuhui laughed outright, and reminded him seemingly well-meaningly: "Junior Brother Nie, you have to think about it, Mr. Yu was born in Bailu Academy of Literature, studied under contemporary Confucianism, and has learned a lot of poetry volumes."

What he meant was that if Nie Feng made a doggerel or copied poems to read, he would be humiliating himself.

And Fang Wuhui reminded Nie Feng like this, not really with good intentions, but a sarcasm pretending to be generous and trampled on!

What Fang Wuhui didn't expect was that Nie Feng ignored him, but bowed to Young Master Yu and said, "Young Master Yu, I read the Biography of Yan Yu when I was young, and I admire this pre-Qin hero most in my life, so I wrote a poem to commemorate it, and today I will use it to make a fool of myself."

"Mr. Yanwu?"

Mr. Yu's eyes lit up, and he sat up straight instantly. He nodded and said, "Mr. Yan Wu is a role model for my generation. I have read many poems commemorating him. I hope your poem is different."

There was a subtle reminder in his words.

Yan Yu was a powerful star warrior in the last generation of the ancient Qin Empire, who was as jealous as a chivalrous enemy and his reputation spread far and wide across the stars.

At that time, Emperor Qin's cruelty and injustice reached the point where heaven was angry and people complained. Yan Yu vowed to do justice for heaven. For this reason, he sneaked into the imperial palace alone and tried to assassinate Emperor Qin, but his whereabouts were revealed.

At that time, the battle in the imperial palace was truly shocking, and with the cultivation of Xingmai Martial Venerable, Yan Yu severely injured 3,000 royal feather elites, beheaded seven royal powerhouses of the same level, defeated Qin Gaoyang, the number one master of the Qin clan, Star Soul Martial Saint Qin Gaoyang, and finally died of exhaustion before the throne!

This battle was regarded as a battle of legends. Although it was said that Yan Yu failed to stab Emperor Qin to death, Emperor Qin was also frightened out of his wits by his bravery. He was so frightened that he became seriously ill and died soon after.

Later, when the ancient Qin Empire collapsed and the Xianluo Empire rose, the founder Taizu ordered the great Confucian scholars of the Academy of Literature to compile the "Biography of Yan Yu", and posthumously posthumously posthumously Yan Yu as Duke Yan Wu.

Strictly speaking, Nie Feng wanted to compose a poem to commemorate Duke Wu of Yan. Strictly speaking, he was beyond his control, because for thousands of years, the same poem had been written many times. Can he compare with those well-educated scholars?

A sneer appeared on Fang Wuhui's face.

Under everyone's gaze, Nie Feng held up a glass of wine with both hands, got up and chanted: "You will be a hero in life, and you will be a hero in death. To this day, I think of Yan Yu, and I am shocked the emperor with a sword!"

His voice was not loud, but it contained deep power, and when it fell on everyone's ears, every word was like thunderous thunder.

boom!

As soon as Nie Feng finished speaking, Young Master Yu suddenly stood up, with unbelievable surprise and shock in his eyes.

The young master Pian Pian lost his voice and said: "Being a hero in life, and a ghost in death, such a good poem, three glasses of wine!"

He raised his glass with a wave, drank three glasses in a row, and then laughed.

Those who originally wanted to see Nie Feng's jokes were all dumbfounded, and they were all stunned.

Even if they don't know how to compose poetry, they still understand poetry, and they still have the basic ability to appreciate the level of a poem.

Even if you don't understand it, you can tell it from Young Master Yu's reaction.

Fang Wuhui was dumbfounded, and the pain on his face was even more burning.

This poem by Nie Feng was like a resounding slap on his face.

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