I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

Chapter 453 Shocked the whole audience

At this moment, every gaze fell on the crazy scholar, filled with cold murderous intent.

But the crazy scholar stared at Ye Chen with disdain on his face, as if he didn't notice.

"Crazy scholar, you have a grudge against our Forbidden Land of Sound, but is it appropriate for you to do this today?" Zhao Yin couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, and his expression was very cold.

"Ok?"

"Grudge?"

"So you're here to cause trouble!"

"I am a friend of Sect Master Zhao. Naturally, this person is looking for trouble. He is also a scholar. I can teach him a lesson on behalf of Sect Master Zhao."

"This person may seem crazy, but he's not crazy at all. His position may seem random, but he's the easiest to escape from!"

A sneer appeared in Ye Chen's eyes.

"Senior, I'm not very good at writing poetry, but I have dreamed of countless poems, and I can recite them. I would like to ask for your comments."

"Ok?"

"Sir, are you going to teach that crazy scholar a lesson?"

"This crazy scholar is simply courting death!"

After hearing Ye Chen's words, Sheng's eyes were full of sneers.

"is it?"

"Since today is a banquet, then please recite a poem on the theme of wine. I will listen to it and see if you are daydreaming."

"Hahaha!"

After the voice fell, the crazy scholar laughed unscrupulously.

They were ready to see Ye Chen make a fool of himself, but when the topic turned to wine, the old scholars hesitated to speak. The Crazy Scholar had entered the Tao through wine, so if the topic was wine, the Crazy Scholar had the upper hand. They naturally knew that the Crazy Scholar was going to compete with Ye Chen in poetry and songs, and slap the face of the Forbidden Land of Music.

"it is good!"

However, when everyone was nervous, Ye Chen agreed without hesitation.

"Everyone, let me have a drink first!"

Ye Chen picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

"The gates of the Great Wall are never closed at night. Why has the Wine Star been banished to the mortal world? I will give you five dou of golden stem dew, and I will make you drunk and kill thousands of mountains in the south of the Yangtze River."

The moment Ye Chen's voice fell, he became extremely domineering, as if he had transformed into a peerless sword immortal. The word "kill" shocked everyone in the room and made their hearts tremble wildly.

"Ok?"

At this moment, the crazy scholar was so frightened by the word "kill" that his soul trembled wildly, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped by a surging murderous intent.

Seeing that the crazy scholar remained silent, Ye Chen sneered.

Usually Ye Chen is a non-confrontational person, but today, Ye Chen changed his mind because he is about to hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition. He decided to be domineering today and use the help of these scholars present to spread his great power.

"The gates of the Great Wall are never closed at night. Why has the Wine Star been banished to the mortal world? I will give you five dou of golden stem dew, and I will make you drunk and kill thousands of mountains in the south of the Yangtze River."

"What a terrible poem!"

After hearing these lines of poetry, everyone trembled slightly.

But now, in the hall, although several old Confucian scholars were nervous, their eyes were full of excitement. They hurriedly took out their pens, ink, paper and inkstone to write down Ye Chen's poems.

"Senior, how's it going?"

As the voice fell, Ye Chen's eyes fixed on the crazy scholar.

But now the crazy scholar was frightened by what Ye Chen had just done. He was extremely terrified and his mind was shocked. It was impossible for him to think of a good poem that could suppress Ye Chen's poem in a short time.

Seeing that the crazy scholar didn't answer, Ye Chen's mouth curled up into a sneer.

He drank the wine in the glass again and overturned the wine utensils on the table. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone appeared in front of him.

"I originally wanted to hold an auction of my works recently, but I haven't created anything yet. Since the senior wants to compete with me today, let's compete. Tonight, I, Ye Chen, will show off my ugliness."

Ye Chen was not polite about the stepping stone offered to him.

"Sir, I'll grind ink for you."

At this moment, Liu Dan looked at the crazy scholar with a displeased look, and started grinding ink using wine as water.

"Sir, I'll pour you some wine!"

At this moment, Zhao Yin hurriedly appeared beside Ye Chen and helped Ye Chen fill the glass with wine.

I was angry but also extremely excited.

The crazy scholar's provocation to Ye Chen will be a great opportunity for them.

"Sir, let me fan you!"

"Sir, I'll take off your shoes for you!"

At this moment, all the beings who had set foot in the fairyland approached Ye Chen, each of them bowing down to him.

"Ok?"

The crazy scholar was shocked when he saw this scene, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The mad scholar's method of cultivation is considered an evil way in the world of literature. Now that the seal of the earth has been broken, the mad scholar has naturally gained great benefits. He has also communicated with the evil and literary masters in the fairy world. He wants to use today's banquet to let these people know how powerful their lineage is.

The crazy scholar had checked Ye Chen's bone age and knew that Li Yixi was only about twenty years old. However, he did not expect that these immortals would be so respectful to Ye Chen. Moreover, the poem just now frightened the crazy scholar to the point of extreme unrest.

Ye Chen held the wine in his left hand and the pen in his right, writing word by word, "When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars up to ninety thousand miles. Even if it comes down when the wind dies down, it can still stir up the vast ocean water. People always see me as different, and they sneer at my boasts. Even Xuanfu was afraid of the younger generation, so a man should not look down on the young."

"boom!"

The moment Ye Chen put his pen to paper, in the hall, a surge of energy erupted from the calligraphy and painting in front of Ye Chen. Under Ye Chen's pen, it was as if a peerless demon roc appeared. The energy suppressed everyone present, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Above each of the divine texts, an extremely terrifying Dao rhyme instantly erupted.

In an instant, the hall was filled with a terrifyingly strong aura of Taoism.

"Peng?"

The Kunpeng on Long Yi's shoulder trembled all over the moment Ye Chen finished writing the word "Peng", and his eyes were full of fear.

The moment he saw the divine word "Peng", Kunpeng felt as if he had seen his ancestor with his own eyes.

After the last word fell, Ye Chen did not stop writing, but kept waving the pen, and soon drew the shadow of a terrifying Kunpeng in the blank space.

"boom!"

The moment Kunpeng finished painting, a terrifying cry was heard in the hall.

At this moment, a terrifying phantom of a giant roc appeared in the hall, as if it could tear the sky apart and subvert the myriad worlds.

Just one glance and everyone's eyes were filled with fear.

Their legs went weak and some people fell to their knees.

That pressure was truly terrifying.

"Daoyun, this is the sound of the great Dao of Kunpeng's ancestor!"

The few people beside Ye Chen were trembling with excitement. Because of Ye Chen's presence, Kunpeng's pressure posed no threat to them.

However, when everyone was terrified, Ye Chen waved his hand and threw the calligraphy and painting in front of him aside.

The shadow of Kunpeng in the void was also directly shattered by Ye Chen's wave of his hand.

The extremely terrifying pressure disappeared completely in an instant.