By the time Su Wu was halfway through writing, President Li’s face was filled with disbelief.

Everyone was surprised and became more and more curious about what this kid had written.

"He is Su Wu!?"

Jiang Yi was stunned. The more he looked at this man, the more he looked like Su Wu.

The young man from the Calligraphy Association also felt that this person looked like Su Wu.

When Su Wu finished writing the last word, Li Yu couldn't help but exclaim, "Good word!"

Everyone looked at it together and the words that could be praised by President Li were definitely good.

"Good word!"

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

That was a poem about Su Shi's decisive storm.

"Good word!"

Li Yu admired again.

It is indeed a good word, there is no such word in this world.

Li Yu just wrote about the Ting Fengbo.

But when the two final storms are compared, it is clear which one is higher and which one is lower.

"Young man, who wrote this poem Dingfengbo? Who taught your calligraphy?"

Li Yu looked at Su Wu and said with a smile.

Su Wu is so young, his writing skills are so amazing, and his calligraphy skills are truly impressive. In time, he will definitely be a master-level calligrapher.

Such a genius is definitely an amazing teacher behind it.

Su Wu did not answer Li Yu, but smiled and said, "President Li, I am here to sell my words today."

Everyone was slightly stunned, selling words?

Jiang Yi's face changed wildly, it's Su Wu!

The young man from the Calligraphy Association was also shocked and suddenly felt a little scared. Who could be praised by the president, did I refuse him to join the association just now?

Li Qing was shocked. How could the word "Mi Lezi" be written so well?

"How much do you want to sell?"

Li Yu looked at Su Wu with a smile on his face.

"How much does the president think he is worth?"

Su Wu asked with a smile.

Everyone said that although your handwriting is very good, you are not a spiritual warrior after all.

Only words that instill spiritual energy are the most valuable.

Many people estimate that the price is between 200,000 and 500,000.

Li Yu smiled and said, "I will pay 800,000."

Everyone was shocked, this was beyond the value of the word.

Eight hundred thousand?

Li Qing almost fainted. She had never seen so much money in her life.

"Give me this poem."

Li Yu smiled.

In the world of spiritual warriors, the master's lyrics are not something that others can copy casually.

Although Li Yu is a spiritual warrior in the fourth realm, he is also worried about being backfired. God knows whether this song of Dingfeng comes from the masters of the fifth realm or even the sixth realm?

If this poem was written by a master of the Five Realms himself, its value would rise to tens of millions.

A master's work can increase the opportunity for spiritual warriors to break through.

Su Wu smiled and said, "Wait for me to think about it!"

Everyone thought that this poem was a genius work. It is indeed not worth 800,000 in terms of words alone, but the level of the poem is too high and worth this price.

Unfortunately, it was not from the hands of a spiritual warrior.

This kid doesn't want to sell it, and he still thinks about it. I really don't know if he really doesn't care about the money or thinks it's too little.

Li Yu's eyes flashed and he smiled, "Young man, are you interested in joining my Calligraphy Association?"

Jiang Yi and Li Qing's faces are so ugly.

They just now mocked Su Wu, saying that Su Wu could not join the Calligraphy Association and was now slapped in the face.

The young man from the Calligraphy Association was sweating coldly.

Su Wu looked at him and said helplessly, "Some people don't seem to want me to join the Calligraphy Association."

Li Yu frowned, "What's going on?"

"I...I..."

The young man stuttered and couldn't speak.

He was scared.

Su Wu smiled and said, "President, let's talk in another place."

Li Yu nodded and said to the young man from the Calligraphy Association, "Come here too."

He said to everyone again, "Everyone is free, I won't say hello to you."

The young people in the Calligraphy Association can only follow with their teeth.

As soon as Su Wu and Li Yu left, everyone was talking.

"Who is this young man?"

"Who did he learn his words?"

"He is a student of Shudu No. 8 Middle School."

Jiang Yi sneered, "His spiritual energy value is only one. No matter how beautiful the words are, he cannot become a spiritual warrior."

"The spiritual energy is one?"

Everyone was shocked.

How is this possible?

"If you don't believe it, you can check Su Wu from Shudu No. 8 Middle School." Jiang Yi smiled, "If you want to tell me that there is a powerful spiritual warrior behind him, I, Jiang Yi, don't believe it."

Everyone thought, if this is true, there is really no spiritual warrior behind Su Wu.

Strange... Where did he get that song "Ding Feng"?

Jiang Yi laughed secretly. Once President Li knew that this kid's mental energy value was one, he would never let this kid enter the association.

Su Wu, you accept your fate.

...

"You have been in the Calligraphy Association for three years?"

Li Yu looked at the young man from the Calligraphy Association expressionlessly.

The young man from the Calligraphy Association nodded in cold sweat.

"Stay for another three years and take the assessment after three years."

Li Yu said lightly.

The young man from the Calligraphy Association looked as if he was ashes and nodded weakly.

"Go down."

Li Yu waved his hand.

The young man from the Calligraphy Association retired.

He regretted it to death.

But it's too late.

Of course, Li Yu did this for Su Wu to show it.

"Young man, haven't asked your name yet."

Li Yu smiled.

"Su Wu."

Su Wu smiled and said, "President, I can give you that poem for free."
To be continued...