you're good?

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Hua Youyue's face changed. She didn't care about everyone's gaze and said in Yang Zhen's ear: "Yang Zhen, don't do anything wrong. It would be fine if she offended Sun Yushi. Once she offended Elder Ji, even Changyuelou and the Hua family would not be able to protect you."

Mr. He has too great prestige in the entire East China Sea coast. Almost no one dares to offend him here. Even those related to him are highly respected. How could anyone be willing to offend him easily?

Elder Ji looked at Yang Zhen, and a look appeared in his eyes. He understood that this was just a personal grudge between Sun Yushi and Yang Zhen. He nodded and said, "Learn from learning, there are questions, and there are questions, there is no way to stand without fighting. This little friend Yang doesn't have to be too stressed. He just treats it as a discussion and progress together."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present changed their faces again. They looked at Yang Zhen with a strange look, and Hua Youyue's face turned pale, knowing that nothing was useful to say this time.

Elder Ji's words clearly showed that Yang Zhen had no talent at all. How could such a person compete with Sun Yushi, who has condensed four literary rays and can condense the energy into shape?

Sun Yushi obviously used this competition to humiliate Yang Zhen, making Yang Zhen embarrassed in front of many monks. Most importantly, Sun Yushi wanted Yang Zhen to be unable to look up 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, she felt dissatisfied. It was just that the status and status were too different, so it was impossible to say it clearly. She was already worried about Yang Zhen on her face.

Bian Liang, a man with such talent, lost his mind under the strong oppression of Sun Yushi, and had no chance of condensed the fourth literary world. Once Yang Zhen could not withstand today's humiliation, he would probably make no achievements in the literary way. From then on, he could only practice steadily, and perhaps he would leave the seeds of the inner demon.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a little pity and amazement, and there were also people who were lucky enough to gloat.

"Yang Zhen also blamed him for his own fault. It's not good for offending anyone, but he offended Sun Yushi. Now it's better, it's hard to get rid of the tiger. What should I do?"

"What can I do? If I were Yang Zhen, I would just admit defeat and apologize. Maybe I could be forgiven by Sun Yushi. At most, it would be better than leaving behind a demon."

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

...

Everyone was talking and waiting for Yang Zhen to react. They were curious for a moment and were vaguely looking forward to Yang Zhen doing something, but how could this be possible?

In front of everyone, Yang Zhen seemed a little surprised, and looked at Elder Ji with some disappointment, shook his head and sighed:

"The world is getting worse and worse, people's hearts are not as good as ever, and the great way is three thousand, each performs its own duties, literature is the same. This is used to educate the world, give young people wisdom, and behave well for adults, but it makes you put the cart before the horse and use it to fight bravely. What a pity, but no one in this vast world can understand me?"

Wow!

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen with a confused look on his face, his eyes flashing with horror and disbelief.

Yang Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Elder Ji deeply, looked up at the sky, sighing infinitely, revealing a feeling of loneliness and loneliness.

Hua Youyue was shocked all over and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief. A pair of eyes that were deep like a pool of water appeared in storm. She covered her mouth and widened her eyes, staring blankly at Yang Zhen standing with her hands behind her back.

At this time, Yang Zhen didn't look cynical at all. 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, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. His eyes suddenly burst into a golden light, and when he looked up and down, he became more and more shocked and suspicious.

Sun Yushi took two steps back, looked at Yang Zhen with a pale face, and looked horrified, then gritted his teeth and pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "It's simply nonsense. Literature is a thing that monks can understand the truth and understand the mystery. It's not as serious as you said. You call yourself the leader of the four talented men of the Wutuo Gang, but you don't even have the courage to compete. You are talking big and bring disaster to the world?"

The crowd around took a breath and looked at the open and secret struggle between the two in horror.

A surging aura burst out from Sun Yushi's body, condensed into four rays of literature in the air. Under the brilliance, it seemed like a beast, rushing towards Yang Zhen.

The powerful pressure emerged out of thin air. 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 would probably be seriously injured. Unexpectedly, Sun Yushi was so cruel and wanted to kill Yang Zhen in one fell swoop.

Hua Youyue exclaimed, and was about to rescue Yang Zhen, when she saw Yang Zhen casually glance at the air, the Wenhua condensed by Sun Yushi actually disappeared.

"Impossible!" Sun Yushi changed his color in horror, fell to the ground, and looked at Yang Zhen in horror: "You...what did you do to me? You obviously don't have any talent, how can you..."

Speaking of this, Sun Yushi looked shocked and realized that he had said the wrong thing, but it was too late to save it.

Everyone scolded him, and it turned out that Sun Yushi had no intention of letting Yang Zhen go from the beginning. Even though he thought Yang Zhen was just an ordinary monk and had no attainment in literature, he had no intention of making Yang Zhen have a good life.

But just like Sun Yushi, everyone present looked at Yang Zhen with a confused look on his face. As Sun Yushi said, Yang Zhen didn’t even have any literary fluctuations. How could he break Sun Yushi’s four literary brilliances at a glance?

Yang Zhen was so happy that he was so cool about this. Everyone around him was confused. Even the old man Ji who helped the evildoer looked unbelievable.

Cool!

It's so cool!

If Sun Yushi uses the true essence martial arts to fight him, maybe Yang Zhen will be in a mess. After all, Sun Yushi is in the Nascent Soul stage, and it may be difficult for Yang Zhen, the fat golden elixir, to defeat him.

But Sun Yushi was so desperate that he had to suppress him in his literary style. This was simply seeking death and he had no hope at all.

Although Sun Yushi was naturally intelligent, he condensed four literary geniuses at a young age, but not to mention four, even nine literary geniuses, which did not turn into an inscription for talent, could only kneel in front of Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen glanced at Sun Yushi and said, "Wrong, you...you, you took the wrong path from the beginning. Wen Yizai said, "You are not playing like this!"

boom!

A terrifying mass of talent suddenly burst out from Yang Zhen's body, and a strong wind formed around his body, making everyone sway around, with a horror and horror.

Elder Ji's eyes suddenly became round, his breathing was tight, and he looked at Yang Zhen with shock, not even caring that his beard was blown off by the storm.

Yang Zhen, in front of everyone, stepped forward to Tianrou, squatted down and picked up the ordinary wolf pen 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 as horrified as everyone else. He heard that his jade face was red and he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Yang Zhen. The brother who looked like a beast wanted to stare at him again, but he covered his eyes with a roar, and was so horrified that he didn't dare to stare again.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a confused look on his face, not knowing what he was going to do.

At this time, Tian Rou suddenly raised her head, with a sweet smile on her face, and she opened her mouth lightly and replied, "Draw the dragon!"

Yang Zhen blinked: "But why there is no dragon head? I'll help you, I'm very good at drawing dragon heads."

"kindness!"
Chapter completed!