Lu Xiaofeng said: "Master Yun still has confidence!"

Xue Bing said: "But the table can be turned over faster."

Hua Manlou smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that I can't read. I don't know how they can write in such a situation."

Aunt Gongsun said coldly: "I'm afraid the one from the Nangong family doesn't have this ability."

The more she looked at Xu Yin's profile, the more familiar she felt, but she didn't dare to confirm it, and a little expectation arose in her heart.

Beef Soup asked Gong Jiudao: "If it were you, would you be able to write?"

Gong Jiu said: "I can write twice as fast, but it's a pity that I can never write poetry, and I can never recite those poems."

As if to confirm what Gong Jiu said, Xu Yin stretched out a palm and turned the table faster. This time it was not only doubled, but at least three times!

The rapidly turning tabletop brought out strong energy, causing the hair of the two people at the table to dance wildly.

Nangong Pushe's expression changed drastically. Even if he wanted to stretch out his palms to strike, he couldn't. Otherwise, the tabletop that was filled with infuriating energy and turned over so quickly would definitely cause him a lot of losses. Unless he smashed the table, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do it.

Want to keep up with this speed!

He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe you can write in this situation!"

Xu Yin suddenly held the brush horizontally and quickly stretched it out towards the table, stretching and retracting it at a speed like lightning, but no one could see what he wrote on the table.

I saw Xu Yin's retracting and retracting pen speed getting faster and faster, no slower than the flipped tabletop. Even when the tabletop flipped slightly slower, he would deliberately exert an internal force on it to make it return to its original rapid flipping position.

state.

Nangong Pushe was stunned and suddenly shouted: "Okay! I will wait for you to finish writing! I don't believe you didn't leave ink dots in the blank space, and I don't believe the font you wrote can be a complete font!"

Xu Yin laughed loudly, very boldly, and said: "Master Nangong, you are wrong this time!"

He suddenly slapped the table with a fierce palm, and the tabletop seemed to be sucked into Xu Yin's palm and pressed heavily to the ground, instantly disintegrating the potential energy of the high-speed flip, showing extremely superb Qi control techniques.

Then Xu Yin suddenly raised his palm, sucked up the rice paper on the table, and floated it into the air. Controlled by the air, everyone could see what was written on the rice paper when they looked up.

The nobles force people to come without freedom, and the dragons and phoenixes make it difficult to control them.

The hall was filled with flowers and three thousand guests were drunk, and fourteen states were frost-frozen with one sword.

The drums and horns lift up the sky, the air is cold, and the wind stirs the sea and mountains in autumn.

In the southeast, there will always be a golden pillar. Who would envy the thousands of princes at that time?

The vertical fonts are sharp and heavy, penetrating the back of the paper. The brushwork is like the dance of dragons and snakes, vivid, as if it will jump out of the paper, full of aura.

This poem is very suitable for the current situation, and it also expresses Xu Yin's attitude that he is not afraid of provocations from others, and dares to take it on alone, and just treats them as if they are nothing.

Nangong Pushe looked at the complete poem. The fonts were not distorted or mutated. He was sweating profusely. He couldn't help but retreated in despair. He couldn't even hold the pen in his hand and fell to the ground.

After a competition just now, Xu Yin's internal strength, eyesight, and skills were completely overwhelmed by his, which greatly damaged his confidence and he did not dare to provoke him again.

Others who were dissatisfied looked at each other secretly, and no one dared to be such a bold person anymore.

It was clear that Xu Yin had won this round, with a clean victory and no blame at all!

The three beauties, who had looked worried just now, now had smiles on their faces again, and the dim light in their eyes became brighter again.

Seeing the silence in the palace, King Taiping clapped his hands and said, "Great kindness! Mr. Yun is indeed very capable. Please present this poem to me!"

The eunuch brought this piece of rice paper to King Taiping. King Taiping nodded and laughed and said, "Yes, it is indeed a good word! It has the heroic spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers, and it is also as sharp as a sword. Master Yun, are you a swordsman?"

Xu Yin's heart moved slightly, and he cupped his hands and said: "The student has indeed learned some swordsmanship, and he can still be on the stage."

King Taiping took off the sword from his waist, placed it on the table in front of him, and said: "Okay! I have a famous sword to give you, please come forward!"

Xu Yin raised his head, his expression was calm, his eyes were level, and he slowly moved forward.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and there are only seven steps left before they will be within ten steps of a killing distance.

Aunt Gongsun looked at Xu Yin's back, and suddenly her heart palpitated. It was a swordsman's intuition. She sensed danger, but there was clearly no murderous intent at the scene!

Why does that figure from behind, that scholar, look so familiar?!

She couldn't help but stood up. Lu Xiaofeng and Xue Bing walked to her side. Xue Bing asked with concern: "Sister, what's wrong?"

"He...he...seems like a person!"

"who?!"

Aunt Gongsun didn't answer for a long time.

Lu Xiaofeng and Xue Bing looked at each other, but for a moment they didn't think of who it was.

Xu Yin had already reached a distance of ten steps, and King Taiping suddenly shouted: "Bold!"

Xu Yin stopped, raised his head, and looked at King Taiping.

King Taiping sneered and said, "Who sent you to assassinate me?"

What?!

All the guests in the palace were in an uproar, but from every aspect, Xu Yin didn't look like an assassin.

The three beauties lost their beauty and fell to their knees one after another and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, this is impossible!"

King Taiping pointed to the words written by Xu Yin and said: "The words are like the person they are, especially under the large characters that are written without any hiding, it is easier to observe what a person is thinking!

Your words are too sharp, as sharp as a sword, so sharp that you can't hide your murderous intent at all. This murderous intent is connected to your body, and the closer you get, the sharper it becomes.

As an assassin, you are indeed very impressive. If I hadn't asked Mr. Nangong to give it a try at the last moment, I would have never been able to detect you even if you were allowed to go within ten steps."

It turns out that Nangong Pushe's word "Dou", King Taiping's appreciation of Xu Yin's calligraphy, and his deliberate approach to Xu Yin were all a test!

Test whether he has any malicious intent, test whether he is an assassin sent by someone!

It is definitely not a fluke that Prince Taiping was able to fight against the emperor for a long time and still survive to this day.

Obviously, Xu Yin failed to pass this test. No matter how well he concealed his murderous intention, it was completely exposed with just one word!

Nangong Pushe said with a pale smile: "Fortunately, I live up to the prince's trust!"

Xu Yin said: "My lord, I'm afraid you are too suspicious."

King Taiping sneered: "If it weren't for being suspicious, how could I be alive today?"

Xu Yin smiled and said, "But you don't seem to realize it."

King Taiping looked at Xu Yin as if he were looking at a dead person. The guards in various places in the palace had already begun to take action to block all routes Xu Yin could use to escape. Instead, they ignored the most critical position next to King Taiping.

If these guards dare to arrange it like this, it must mean that King Taiping is safer than anywhere else in this hall!

"Which point."

King Taiping sat on the same spot, pressing his hand on the piece of paper on which Xu Yin wrote the poem, his grace intact.

Xu Yin straightened his back, as if he didn't care about what was happening around him.

"Within ten steps, everyone will be wiped out!"

King Taiping sneered silently.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou already clenched their fists.
Chapter completed!