The list was released in the afternoon, and Lin Yang didn't have the courage to watch it. He originally thought he would lose his name, so he only entrusted Xiaoke to help him see it. If there was no name, he would not have to tell him after he came back.

Xiao Ke just agreed to him, so he checked the list with a nervous mood. Sure enough, Lin Yang's name did not appear in the top three on the list, and he was still a little disappointed.

Although I don’t know which three poems Lin Yang wrote, I still hope he is on the list.

When Xiao Ke was about to go back, he suddenly realized something was wrong. Lin Yang's name did not appear on the list. Isn't this the most normal thing?

Because Lin Yang participated in the competition instead of Crescent.

Xiaoke just glanced at it, but he still remembered it clearly. The name of Yueyaer was at the top of the list. This means that if Yueyaer had not created a miracle and her body suddenly became sound, it would only mean one thing, Lin Yang won the championship of Biwen this time.

After Xiaoke went back, he looked at Lin Yang with an incredible look. The latter naturally had no idea what had happened, so he could only frown, ask what the result was, and said generously.

"I have been practicing for so long. Although my mind is not as good as the ancient well, I will not feel disappointed because of Biwen's failure. Just tell me the result quickly."

Xiaoke nodded and then said excitedly.

"Lin Yang won the championship of Biwen this time. Since he played for Yueyaer, Yueyaer's name appeared at the top of the list."

Hearing this, Lin Yang slapped his thigh suddenly, then jumped three feet high, and finally laughed.

"I knew I was a natural poet, and no matter when, my writing style was excellent!"

After Lin Yang said this, he realized something was wrong. Even if he really won the top scorer in this article, it was not his credit, and it was attributed to several famous poets from Lan Xing in ancient times.

"Xie Daoyuan, Du Fu, Li Yu... I really thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have won the first place today."

Crescent Yaer's grandfather came to see Lin Yang in person. He did not participate in the poem review session, so no one would gossip about this matter. And more importantly, he felt that each of the three poems written by Lin Yang was very appropriate to the topic, and it was expected that Lin Yang would definitely perform on the spot.

After complimenting each other, Crescent Yaer's grandfather left, and then three lines of Lin Yang's poems were circulated in the streets and alleys. Many people envy Lin Yang's literary talent, and even Xu Suqing asked.

"Did you write these three lines of poetry? Why don't I feel that it looks very similar? According to your writing style, you can't write such a wonderful poem. I guess it's a reference to others?"

Hearing this, Lin Yang pulled Xu Suqing aside and said carefully.

"Just be sure you can see it. Don't tell others that no matter what, I will win the first place in this competition on behalf of Yueyaer. When he knows this in the future, he will also understand my intention."

In fact, Lin Yang's intention was very simple. He wanted to make Yueya realize that he used two firsts and was also the champion of this Junjie Conference to repay his kindness for helping Lin Yang and Xiaoke at that time.

"But don't worry, just the last sentence is indeed my true feelings. I miss our daughter very much. If I can sense my call, I hope she can be well."

Hearing this, Xu Suqing shed tears unconsciously. She hadn't seen her daughter for a long time. The longing in her heart was even better than Lin Yang.

Tomorrow is a martial arts competition, which is also the second part of this Junjie Conference. If we talk about competing, Lin Yang can take a shortcut.

But if you talk about a martial arts competition, he can only show real strength. Of course, realm is not the most important thing. The most important thing is rich combat experience and pretty good strength.

The next day, just like yesterday, many old people stood up and spoke. What they said was nothing more than hoping that Yuandu can always be in good weather and everyone can be satisfied with it. Finally, I wish everyone present happiness, and then the competition officially began.

Lin Yang knew very well that as far as the current situation in the heaven world is concerned, no matter where he was placed, he emphasized martial arts and neglected literature. From the time of the game, he could clearly understand it.

The test of writing style was put on the first day by them. Except for Lin Yang's three poems with true feelings that caused some sensation, the works of others did not receive much attention.

However, the competition on the next day made everyone feel very nervous. No matter what, they cannot lose these three games. The competition is just like the same as the article in the same year. The competition is divided into three rounds, but it is very interesting to choose their opponents.

You can freely choose opponents in this competition!

This means that anyone can challenge Lin Yang. Of course, Lin Yang can also challenge anyone and finally agree on who will challenge who.

Then the two people started fighting until the winner was decided, and the winner could enter the next round of the game, and chose this elimination system. In the end, there were only four people left in the game, and then they drew lots to decide who would compete with whom.

While Lin Yang was still pondering, he came to him alone. Although he was not good-looking, the fierce light in his eyes still made Lin Yang feel uncomfortable.

"You are the number one in the competition yesterday. I thought you were so powerful. I didn't expect that you were such a poor person. I am also a human race, but I don't like you. Let's compete, and the loser kneels down to the winner."

Lin Yang clenched his fists at once, and while frowned, he also wanted to teach the guy in front of him a lesson.

Where did this person appear?

It seems that he has a grudge against him, but to be honest, Lin Yang came to Yuandu and had never had any conflicts with anyone except for inevitably making grudges with Yueyaer.

After all, people were under the roof and had to bow their heads, but the person who suddenly appeared at this time still made him feel deeply uneasy.

"I can promise you, but you must tell me clearly what your true identity is? Why do I always feel like I have seen you somewhere?"

Lin Yang looked outside the field, Xu Suqing and Xiaoke stared at him intently. At this time, the momentum must not be timid.

"My name is Yun Luozi. When you beat my elder brother to coma in the City Spiritual Aura Restoration Competition. Today, you have to taste the same taste."

Lin Yang felt a little uneasy, and what should come is still here.
Chapter completed!