Unparalleled Martial God

In the blink of an eye, the scene behind Chu Yang completely disappeared. The 'Classic of the Poems' appeared, and it was such a poem. The rowdy crowd suddenly quieted down — at least it was a first rank poem, without a doubt.    

    

However, what they found strange was that the 'Book of Songs' didn't disappear for a long time. It had always appeared behind Chu Yang, and when Chu Yang started writing again, they understood that there was another explosion.    

    

"What? Chu Yang hasn't even written a poem, yet the 'Book of Songs' has already determined that his poem is a first rank poem!"    

    

"Isn't this too mystical? Poetry has not been published yet, and it's already at the first rank. In this world, who could do this, and who can receive such treatment?!"    

    

"It's unbelievable. Looking at it with my own eyes, I feel like it's very unreal. I feel like I'm stepping on clouds when I stand on the ground. I feel like my soul has left my body."    

    

"..."    

    

Hearing the incredulous voices that filled the sky, the five of them couldn't help but look at each other with strange expressions. This time, the parrot actually didn't laugh out loud and let out a smug laugh.    

    

Speaking of which, the five of them were also a little confused.    

    

They knew that Chu Pi's talent in the Martial Dao was peerless and unparalleled, but they never thought that Chu Pi's talent in the Dao of literature would also be like this. The art of martial arts and martial arts was truly unparalleled. It was as lonely as the snow.    

    

"This Divine Bird finally knows about the 'high energy warning', 'a pear flower suppressing a crabapple,' and all that. Why did this Divine Bird remember the moment it heard, and want to snatch it? So the Chu pit is actually a huge pit, a place where even birds can't be seen!"    

    

After the parrot gave a summary, Liu Yunpeng and the others looked at each other in dismay and then bitterly smiled. If they were to compare themselves with Chu Feng, they would have no choice but to throw them away.    

    

"I also finally know why you two know this bastard's name is Chu Dagang." The adonis, Wei Xian, said with extreme depression, "This bastard is indeed a super huge, moving pit. Whoever sees him feels inferior and tries to find a piece of tofu to smash himself to death. This is an extreme cheat."    

    

"You'll get used to it soon enough!"    

    

"You'll soon be numb to it too!"    

    

"This is a stage that we must go through. This is how we come back to life from our inferiority complex. It's so damn difficult."    

    

The adonis, Wei Xian: "…"    

    

He was completely at a loss for words. He was only sighing over the current situation and would soon become arrogant. However, he never thought that Xia Wanjin would be so straightforward with his judgement. He could only feel inferior for 10,000 years.    

    

At this time, Chu Yang had already finished a poem.    

    

The pupil had a waist like a bundle of water, a piece of black gauze wrapped in cold jade.    

    

Elegant has its own palliative posture, looking back at the makeup are all mundane.    

    

Fog filled the sky, and people couldn't peep. The carriages and horses in front of the gate could do whatever they wanted.    

    

It was a quiet spring day, and the ground was covered with red crows' cries.    

    

When the poem was completed, it immediately transformed into a dreamlike fairyland and a peerless beauty. Afterwards, everything disappeared, and the poem was also absorbed into the Book of Songs.    

    

However, before the 'Book of Songs' disappeared, people saw that Chu Yang had written another poem.    

    

Lupe suspected the return of Snowy Witch Mountain was like a cloud in the sky    

    

"Qingcheng has seen and heard of the downfall of the kingdom from this day onwards."    

    

Charming eyes and smiling lips    

    

Grape with Sunshine Garnet Dress in Wind Roll    

    

There is a mad man in the empty hands of the king    

    

Puff! Puff! Puff!    

    

The parrot exploded. Unable to take it anymore, it flapped its wings at Chu Yang, "Chu Feng, don't be too excessive. If you want to prove that this Divine Bird is an idiot, that's impossible."    

    

"# $% # $!" The adonis, Wei Xian, even more so, cursed out loud. "You better stop with that thing, or this adonis will fight it out with you!"    

    

"Bastard Chu Pit. Clearly, you only need to make one. You took the opportunity to make three. Are you trying to tell everyone that you feel very inferior?"