A cup of tea time quickly passed. Ye Feng slowly stood up and Tang Liangyun deliberately walked in front of Ye Feng.

“Ye Feng, don’t worry, do it boldly. The clan will always support you!”

Ye Feng had a black line. He had won two consecutive rounds. Even if he lost the last two rounds, the Tang Clan would not lose anything. Now, he stood up to comfort himself. At the beginning of the match, he still had a cautious attitude and thought that Ye Feng would lose.

“Thank you, Elder!”

Although Ye Feng was clear in his heart, he still expressed his gratitude. At the very least, when the clan came, he did not blame him, but supported himself. This made Ye Feng very touched.

From the beginning, Ye Feng did not intend to use the resources of the Tang Clan. However, other than him, no one else knew. They all believed that the Tang Clan was Ye Feng’s backing.

“Who’s going to fight in the third trial?”

Ye Feng came to the middle of the boat and asked the Zhong Clan camp. The third trial was also the Wen Cai trial. This trial was not very difficult. Whoever said that a cultivator was an old man, there were also people who knew how to write and dance.

“Patriarch, let me do it!”

At this time, a disciple volunteered to fight.

“Mm, I’ll leave it to you!”

Zhong Yang glanced at the man who volunteered and nodded.

“Zhong Shuang, you must take down this round. Otherwise, our Zhong Clan will be very passive.”

Zhong Li looked at the disciple who had volunteered with a serious tone.

“Don’t worry, Elder, I will definitely defeat my opponent and redeem the honor of the clan!”

Zhong Shuang had a confident expression on his face. In terms of literary talent, he was confident.

Both sides stood still. Zhong Shuang’s eyes were extremely cold. He held a fan in his hand, and there was also a scent of books. Unfortunately, there was a surge of hostility on his body.

“I have a painting here. Both of you compose a poem and attach it to the painting. In the end, whichever poem is closer to the meaning of the painting will naturally be the winner!”

The third stage was poem writing. Old Master Guo took out a painting from his bosom and placed it on the table. On top of the painting was a huge mountain. On top of the mountain stood a giant pine tree. It stood proudly and looked straight into the sky.

The two of them looked at the painting and did not dare to write it easily. Once they did, there was no room for regret. They were constantly pondering. The time limit was a stick of incense.

Many people in the surroundings were discussing how to write a poem if it were them.

Do you mean the mountain peak, the pine, or both?

This gave everyone a difficult problem. If they were to describe a mountain peak, they would naturally deviate from the topic. If they were to describe Ashen Pine, they would also deviate from the topic. Therefore, the seemingly simple poem inscription would be difficult for many people.

Time slowly passed. If he didn’t pick up the brush, it would be too late. Zhong Shuang picked up the brush he had prepared and dipped it in ink. He waved his brush and began to write the poem in the lower left corner of the painting.

“The taller is 3,000 feet, the lower is 1,000 feet low. It’s like a wild creature. I wonder who planted it!”

Zhong Shuang raised his brush and signed the pen. His five-word quatrains were also apt. He described the mountain as high, the mountain as low, and the pine as pine. No one knew who had fallen.

Less than a third of the incense stick was left, and Ye Feng was still deep in thought with his head lowered.

Only a few people in the Tang Clan sneered. Most of them were secretly anxious. Zhong Shuang was done. No matter what, it was better to write a poem than not.

Looking at the sandalwood burning to the end, everyone’s hearts were raised, because at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly raised his pen and dipped it in ink. At an extremely fast speed, it was like a dragon dancing with a phoenix, and the pen walked with a wandering dragon, writing a poem in the lower right corner of the painting.

However, in the blink of an eye, the poem was formed and the sandalwood was burned to the end. The last drop of ash fell down. Ye Feng also put down the pen in his hand, and cold sweat actually appeared on his forehead.

Everyone stood up and walked towards the case. The first person to walk towards the case was Old Master Guo. He paused for a few breaths of time on each of their poems before finally fixing himself on Ye Feng’s poem.

“Wonderful! This is too wonderful! It’s timely!”

The person who spoke was not Old Master Guo, but a large merchant. This person was also considered a scholar and was proficient in literature and science. He did not know whose poem he was judging.

As for those disciples, they could only stand in the distance, unable to clearly see what the two of them were writing.

“It mentions mountains, peaks, landscapes, pines, and even more so, it mentions the Concept, as well as the will of Ling Yun!”

This time, it was an elder of the Mo Clan who spoke. He stroked his beard, and even the Mo Clan, which had never interfered in the affairs of the world, spoke out. It seemed that he was attracted by one of the poems.

“Good poem, good poem. Even if the poet immortal is alive, he can’t write such timely sentences!”

This time, it was Tang Tian’s turn to praise him. Although he was showing off, he was indeed attracted by the meaning of the poem.

Only Old Master Guo stroked his beard gently and did not speak. He looked at the Zhong Clan and found that their faces were ashen.

“What do you think!”

Old Master Guo didn’t say anything. He looked around and asked for everyone’s opinions.

“What you see is poetry. The true meaning should be in the imposing manner. The entire essence, energy, and spirit should be merged into the verse. The brush strokes the dragon like a flood dragon going out to sea. Every word has the aura of coming out of the cage. Especially the word” pine “, it seems to be alive.”

This time, the one who spoke was actually the Lan Clan’s Clan Master, and he was actually praising him as well. This was quite rare.

At this moment, everyone reacted and looked at the sentence carefully. They discovered that the word pine was actually swaying, like a giant tree that stood upright on a giant peak.

Old Master Guo smiled faintly. Finally, someone was able to see through the goods. Those people had only evaluated the poems just now, but they had not even noticed this point.

“Wonderful! Wonderful! This is truly an eye-opener!”

The face of the great merchant who had begun to evaluate the painting was almost all pasted onto the painting, wanting to see what was going on.

“The five old peaks in the southeast of Lushan Mountain, Qingshan has cut out the Golden Furong. The beauty of the Nine Rivers can be tied together. I will nest the Cloud Pine here. Those who do not recognize the Cloud Wood will wait for Ling Yun to reach the peak of the Dao!”

Tang Liangyun read out the poems written by Ye Feng loudly, and everyone around could hear them clearly.

“Miao Miao Miao …”

Wonderful words came from the surroundings, all attracted by this poem, and they responded to the situation at the right time.

Everyone present exclaimed in admiration. Only Ye Feng’s black thread was actually squeezed out and directly retreated outside.

“Junior Brother, I didn’t expect your literary talent to be so outstanding. It seems like I’ve been worrying for nothing!”

Seeing Ye Feng retreat, a rare smile appeared on Tang Yan’s face. No surprise, Ye Feng won this round, and the Tang Clan won three of the four rounds. Even if they lost the last round, the Tang Clan would still earn a lot of money.

“Blind writing!”

Ye Feng curled his lips. This was just a poem he borrowed from his previous life. If others knew about it, they would not know how they would feel. However, at this critical juncture, beating Ye Feng to death would not be said.

At this moment, it was impossible to describe the emotions of the Zhong Family with expressions. All of them were dejected and had no choice but to admire Ye Feng’s poem.

“Cough cough …”

Old Master Guo coughed dryly at this moment. The people who were lying on the case all stood up and found themselves losing their composure. With their current cultivation, they had actually lost their composure in front of so many juniors.

“I lost my composure …”

Many people felt that they had lost their composure. They hurriedly put away their embarrassment and sat down peacefully.

“Everyone can judge this round!”

Old Master Guo didn’t say anything, so he had to first consult other people about everything.

“Ye Feng’s poem is impeccable. He deserves to win. It can be said to be a world-shaking work!”

The large merchant said without hesitation. Soon, a few cold and gloomy gazes gathered on him, and he quickly shrank his neck, not daring to speak.

“There is no threat in today’s competition. Everything is based on fairness. Anyone who dares to tell lies will not be able to get along with this old man.”

Old Master Guo was a little angry. The Zhong Clan’s gaze just now was clearly threatening. These big merchants did not dare to offend the Zhong Clan.

With Old Master Guo’s words, the Zhong Clan restrained themselves and didn’t dare to reveal any more fierceness.

The surrounding large merchants and some disciples began to evaluate Ye Feng’s poem, pushing it to a new height.

“Now I declare that Ye Feng wins the third round!”

Listening to the discussions around him, Old Master Guo announced the results.

Hearing the cheers of the Tang Clan, everyone from the Zhong Clan sat down weakly. Zhong Yang’s face was gloomy, and Zhong Li stared at Ye Feng with murderous eyes.

Zhong Qiang revealed a hint of decadence. He had caused everything today. If it weren’t for him being competitive, he wouldn’t have lost three consecutive rounds.

But now, complaining couldn’t solve the problem. The key was whether or not the last round could be reversed. Even if they lost two rounds, with the Zhong Clan’s foundation, they couldn’t hurt their bones and muscles.

“Everyone rest for a while, let’s proceed to the fourth round!”

It was already late at night, and the cold autumn wind blew by. However, it did not dampen everyone’s mood at all. At this moment, their mood was even higher. More and more people were surrounding them. Fire City had almost become an empty city, and all of them had gathered here.

Feeling the eager gazes from the surroundings, Ye Feng’s expression was still very natural. He chatted and smiled freely with Wang Ziao and Tong Shen beside him. At this moment, those Tang Clan disciples all came forward to show their goodwill.

Only a dozen people stood in the corner, their faces cold. It was Tang Lei and the others. Seeing Ye Feng win, Tang Lei couldn’t sit still and wished he could go up and kill Ye Feng.

“Ye Feng, relax in the final stage. Don’t feel any pressure!”

Tang Liangyun still walked over. At this moment, his face was full of spring breeze and a smile appeared on his face.

Even Tang Qiu, who had always had a straight face, could not understand his expression. When she arrived at the boat, Tang Qiu was hostile to Ye Feng. Now, she began to change her attitude.

Tang Tian smiled and nodded at Ye Feng, telling him not to worry about the future.

“Disciple understands. I will definitely not let the clan down!”

No matter what, the clan did not abandon him after all. This made Ye Feng somewhat touched.

“The fourth round will begin now!”

After resting for a cup of tea, the fourth round began. Qin, weiqi, calligraphy, painting, and the last round should be the test of painting.

Ye Feng stood up and walked towards the middle of the boat. Someone had already set up two cases. There were all kinds of paints on them, as well as a meter long piece of rice paper.

“Zhong Wuyan, you go!”

At this moment, Zhong Yang spoke. A young woman stood out from the disciples of the Zhong Clan and walked towards the center of the arena.

In the fourth round, a woman from the Zhong Clan was sent over. She had an ordinary appearance and was extremely enchanting. Her body emitted a dense powder aura.