The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

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Mr. Liuye came to the middle of the crowd, raised his head slightly, and read a poem in the eyes of everyone: Famous flowers in the city make people happy when they meet, and they always accompany gentlemen with smiles.

The jade dew lingers in the spring breeze for a long time, squinting at each other with tender eyes.

(Lao Wu wrote it himself, his level is a bit low, it’s funny)

As soon as this poem came out, everyone cheered and clapped.

"This is a truly good poem. Famous flowers all over the city describe the beauty's beauty. She always accompanies gentlemen. It describes the beauty's character. The following sentence even expresses my love. She is worthy of being called "Willow Leaf". Young Master, you are tall, you are really tall." Everyone extended their thumbs.

"Where is it?" Mr. Liu Ye was extremely proud, but at this moment, he couldn't show it. He wanted to leave a good and humble impression on others.

With Mr. Liu Ye’s pearls in front, the rest of the people also came forward one after another, and for a while, the entire Wanxiang Pavilion was extremely lively.

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"Is there anyone who wants to continue?" Wan Erniang saw that no one came out and planned to announce the result.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came down from upstairs.

"Wait a minute, let me have a try," a magnetic voice sounded.

Chapter 663 The moment of pretense, the musical duel

Hearing the sound from the second floor, everyone couldn't help but froze, raised their heads and looked towards the second floor.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but secretly praise him, what a handsome young man.

I saw this man wearing white clothes, and his whole person exuded a mysterious temperament, which was very attractive.

Especially the faint smile makes some girls excited.

Everyone was talking about who this person was and why they had never seen him in Anyi City.

Only some people's expressions couldn't help but change after seeing this person's face, they closed their mouths tightly and said nothing.

Some people left secretly after seeing this person's face.

Moreover, behind this person, there are three figures that look like iron towers, which is definitely not mediocre at first glance.

"Who is this person?" Young Master Liu Ye looked at the man in white on the second floor and frowned. From this man, Young Master Liu Ye felt a strong sense of crisis.

Needless to say, this person is Fusu, and the three people behind him are none other than Dian Wei.

Fusu had been watching the situation below from the second floor. Seeing that the first round of the test was about to end, how could he not participate in it.

"It turns out it's Mr. Su. I would have forgotten about it if you didn't come out." Seeing Fu Su, Wan Erniang's face burst into laughter again.

"What? Mr. Su also has good works?" Wan Erniang looked at Fusu and couldn't help but ask.

Why Wan Erniang is called Mr. Fusu Su is because when the girls asked Fusu what his surname was during dinner during the day, Fusu told everyone that his surname was Su.

"Of course", Fusu held his head high and smiled lightly.

Everyone looked at Fusu with a look of anticipation on their faces. They wanted to know what kind of poems Fusu would write.

"The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.

If we hadn't seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon. "

Every time Fusu recited a poem, his figure changed. When he finished reciting the poem, everyone was shocked.

Not only because of Fusu's ability to read poems, but also because of Fusu's pretentiousness.

So fucking pretentious.

Why do you say that.

When Fusu started to recite the poem, he was standing on the second floor. When Fusu recited the first sentence, Fusu's figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, and then appeared in mid-air, and also used peerless lightness. Flying in the air.

In the second sentence, Fusu's figure turned into an afterimage again and descended again.

By the time Fusu finished reciting, Fusu had already reached the ground.

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Fusu looked at everyone's stunned look and opened the golden fan in his hand, gently fanning it.

This pretense must be perfect.

"Ah", just when everyone was stunned, a woman suddenly screamed, then rushed towards Fusu desperately, hugging Fusu tightly.

Awakened by the scream, everyone couldn't help but wake up and looked at Fusu in front of them with complicated expressions.

With this person here, how can I and others survive?

"What do you think of this poem?"

"How about what? It's simply a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation."

"Yes, such a good poem will definitely be passed down through the ages. If the other person wrote it to me, I would even die," a woman said in a very nymphomaniacal manner.

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"The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.

If we hadn't seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon.

Good poem, really good poem." Wan Erniang took a deep look at Fusu. She originally thought that Fusu was a rich man with no great ability, but she didn't expect that he had such a good talent.

Wan Erniang couldn't help but look at Fusu with admiration.

At this moment, a woman dressed as a maid came up and handed Wan Erniang a piece of paper with writing on it.

Wan Erniang took the note, looked at the name on it, and smiled lightly.

"Everyone, the results have been obtained." Wan Erniang smiled faintly, "Yuanyuan saw everyone's performance just now, so among everyone, two people were selected from a distance. I think everyone knows it. "When Wan Erniang spoke, there was silence.

After listening to Wan Erniang's words, everyone couldn't help but nodded.

Besides the two of them, who else is there?

"These two people are Mr. Liu Ye and Mr. Su. Next, we will have the second competition." Although Wan Erniang is a woman, her voice is not soft.

"The second duel, I don't know what it is."

"To be honest, I'm really looking forward to it."

"yes".