Chapter 118 I Am Very Good at Drawing Dragon Heads

you're good?

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Hua Youyue's complexion changed, she ignored everyone's gaze, and said in Yang Zhen's ear: "Yang Zhen, don't be foolish, it's fine if you offend Sun Yushi, once you offend Elder Ji, Even Changyuelou and Huajia can't keep you."

The master's prestige on the entire coast of the East China Sea is really too great, almost no one dares to offend his old man here, even people related to him are highly respected, no one would be willing to offend easily.

Elder Ji looked at Yang Zhen, and there was a clear look in his eyes. He understood that this was just a personal grievance between Sun Yushi and Yang Zhen. If you don't fight, you can't stand, this little friend Yang doesn't need to be under too much pressure, the right is to learn from each other and make progress together."

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of everyone present changed again, they looked at Yang Zhen strangely, Hua Youyue's face turned pale, knowing that it was useless to say anything this time.

Elder Ji's words clearly show that Yang Zhen has no talent at all. How can such a person compete with Sun Yushi, who has condensed four cultures and can form Qi?

Sun Yushi obviously used this competition to humiliate Yang Zhen and make Yang Zhen ashamed in front of many monks. Most importantly, Sun Yushi wanted to make Yang Zhen unable to raise his head in front of Elder Ji.

Hua Youyue's face was a little unhappy, she glanced at Elder Ji, although she didn't dare to contradict and refuse, but she was also dissatisfied, but the difference in status and status was too great to say clearly, she already felt worried for Yang Zhen on her face.

Bian Liang, such a talented person, lost his sanity under the powerful oppression of Sun Yushi, and there is no possibility of condensing the fourth Wenhua. There is no achievement, and from then on, he can only practice steadily, and maybe he will leave the seeds of inner demons.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a little pity, and they were amazed, and there were many people who gloated.

"This Yang Zhen is also to blame. It's not good to offend anyone, but Sun Yushi. Now it's all right. It's hard to get off the tiger. What should we do?"

"What can I do? If I were Yang Zhen, I would simply admit defeat and apologize. Maybe Sun Yushi would forgive me. Humiliation at most is better than keeping my demons behind."

"How is it possible? With Mr. Sun's personality, how could he let Yang Zhen go so easily?"

...

Everyone was discussing, Qiqi waited for Yang Zhen's reaction, and for a while, he became curious, and also vaguely expected Yang Zhen to do something, but how could this be possible.

Under the eyes of everyone, Yang Zhen seemed a little surprised, and looked at Elder Ji with some disappointment, shook his head and sighed and said:

"The world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, there are three thousand ways, each performing its own duties, and literature together, should be used to educate the world, enlighten the young, and act righteously for adults, but it makes you put the cart before the horse and use it to fight bravely. Ruthless, what a pity, what a pity, in this vast world, is there no one who can understand me?"

Wow!

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked, and looked at Yang Zhen in a dazed manner, with a look of astonishment and disbelief in their eyes.

Yang Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, took a deep look at Elder Ji, looked up at the sky, and sighed infinitely, revealing a sense of loneliness and loneliness.

Hua Youyue was shocked all over, and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, a pair of eyes as deep as a pool of water filled with turmoil, she covered her mouth and widened her eyes, staring blankly at Yang Zhen who was standing with her hands behind her back.

At this time, Yang Zhen didn't look cynical at all, and the deep breath on his body made people feel ashamed.

Especially when he heard Yang Zhen's warning words just now, even Elder Ji was shocked, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and a golden light suddenly burst out when he looked at Yang Zhen. After looking up and down, he became more and more suspicious indefinite.

Sun Yushi stepped back two steps, looked at Yang Zhen with a pale face, and looked horrified, then pointed at Yang Zhen through gritted teeth and said: "It's a bunch of nonsense, literature is something that monks understand, how can it be as good as you said? How serious is it that you claim to be the leader of the four great talents of the Defilement Gang, and you don’t even have the courage to compete, and you are talking here and bringing disaster to the world?"

The surrounding crowd gasped, watching the open and secret fight between the two in horror.

Sun Yushi's body erupted with a towering literary energy, which condensed into four streaks of literary energy in mid-air. Under the shining brilliance, he rushed towards Yang Zhen like a ferocious beast.

The powerful coercion was born out of thin air, and Bian Liang, who was lonely in the crowd, was shocked, and looked at Sun Yushi and Yang Zhen in horror.

If this terrifying Wenhua pressure hit him, even if he didn't die, he might be seriously injured. Unexpectedly, Sun Yushi was so ruthless and wanted to kill Yang Zhen in one fell swoop.

Hua Youyue exclaimed, and just about to rescue Yang Zhen, she saw Yang Zhen casually glanced at the air, and the Wen Hua condensed by Sun Yushi disappeared.

"Impossible!" Sun Yushi's face changed in horror, and he fell to the ground, looking at Yang Zhen in horror: "You...what did you do to me, you obviously don't have any talent, how could it be..."

Speaking of this, Sun Yushi's expression was shocked, and he realized that he had said something wrong, but it was too late to make it up.

Everyone scolded, it turned out that Sun Yushi didn't intend to let Yang Zhen go, even if he thought Yang Zhen was just an ordinary monk with no accomplishments in literature, he didn't intend to make Yang Zhen feel better.

But just like Sun Yushi, everyone present looked at Yang Zhen blankly. As Sun Yushi said, Yang Zhen didn't even have any fluctuations in his literary spirit, so how could he break Sun Yushi's four ways at a glance? Mandarin?

Yang Zhenxin was very happy in his heart, Ma Mai criticized, this coercive pretender was so cool to the core, everyone around him was stupefied, even the lonely old man who helped the tyrant had a look of disbelief.

Cool!

So cool!

If Sun Yushi fights him with his true essence martial arts, maybe Yang Zhen will be embarrassed. After all, Sun Yushi is in the Nascent Soul stage, and it may be difficult for Yang Zhen, a fat Jindan, to defeat him.

But this Sun Yushi was so desperate to suppress him in terms of literary spirit, this is simply asking for a dead end, there is no hope of winning at all.

Although Sun Yushi was talented and intelligent, he had condensed the Four Ways of Wenhua at a young age, but let alone the Four Ways, even the Nine Ways of Wenhua, without turning it into an inscription of talent, he could only kneel in front of Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen glanced at Sun Yushi, and said: "Wrong, you...you, you went the wrong way from the beginning, the text is used to convey the truth, it's not what you play like this!"

boom!

A mass of terrifying talent suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen's body, forming a gust of wind around his body, causing everyone to stagger to and fro, with terrified expressions on their faces.

Elder Ji's eyes suddenly widened, his breathing was short, and he looked at Yang Zhen in shock, not even caring that half of his beard was blown off by the wind.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang Zhen walked up to Tianrou, squatted down and picked up the ordinary Langhao brush that Tianrou had dropped on the chopping board, and said with a smile, "Little girl, what are you drawing?"

The expression on Tianrou's face was the same as that of everyone else, she was horrified, her face was red when she heard the words, she lowered her head and dared not look at Yang Zhen, the brother who looked like a beast wanted to stare again, but covered his eyes with an ouch, Terrified, he didn't dare to stare any more.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen blankly, not knowing what he was going to do.

At this time, Tianrou suddenly raised his head, with a sweet smile on his face, Tankou lightly opened his mouth and replied, "Drawing a dragon!"

Yang Zhen blinked his eyes: "But why is there no dragon head? Can I help you? I am very good at drawing dragon heads."

"kindness!"