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Chapter 2394

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First-grade poem, a proper first-grade poem!

In the blink of an eye, two extremely shocking things happened one after another. Not only was the Book of Songs restored in an instant, but there was also someone who could compose two first-grade poems in an instant. It was unbelievable.

How did he do it?

Was he still human?

"Seniors, why aren't you laughing? Is there something wrong with you?"

Chu Yang's indifferent voice drilled into the ears of Zhang Jiuyan and the other two. The three of them were furious but also abnormally ashamed. Blood rushed to their faces and directly turned them red.

What was even more outrageous was that Song Deming had once again completely ignored them. He was asking for a reward and encouragement from the talented girl — Dear, I did a good job, right? Don't you want to give me a little reward?

"Song Deming, did you win?"

Facing Zhang Jiuyan's anger, Chu Yang smiled and stretched out his hand. "Senior, please continue to struggle. Don't disturb me and my wife whispering sweet nothings to each other. Otherwise, you will be struck by lightning."

"You —"

Zhang Jiuyan was so angry that he was trembling. He gritted his teeth and suddenly roared again, "Go!"

His Book of Songs moved once more, and it was immediately like a magnificent army charging forward. It rumbled as it swept away everything before it, and it once again charged towards Chu Yang's Book of Songs with the momentum of sweeping away everything before it!

Chu Yang did not even look at it. When he was kicked away by Shi Danfeng in anger and shame, his Book of Songs suddenly trembled. Suddenly, a poem rushed out and transformed into a large hand. It fiercely grabbed Zhang Jiuyan's Book of Songs and then shook it.

In an instant, the Book of Songs silently disintegrated. Pieces of pages fluttered in the air like snowflakes. Finally, everything gathered together and transformed into a trembling human figure. It knelt in front of Chu Yang's Book of Songs.

Chu Yang's Book of Songs was like an immortal. It could touch stone and turn it into gold. It was immortal and immortal. Its magic power was boundless.

Zhang Jiuyan's "Book of Songs" was like an emperor that ruled over millions of territories. When he was angry, rivers of blood would flow and millions of corpses would fall.

The comparison between the two was more or less like this. Chu Yang's "Book of Songs" was superior. No matter how powerful Zhang Jiuyan's "Book of Songs" was, it was of no use. It could not cross the gap between immortals and mortals. And the power of the secular world was not worth mentioning in the eyes of immortals.

Zhang Jiuyan was completely dumbfounded. It was as if his soul had been taken away. It was as if he had become a zombie.

Zhao Lang and Wu Fang were so shocked that they fell to the ground. They were dumbstruck as they watched all this.

Shi Dan Feng's beautiful face also turned pale. She had never seen such an outrageous thing in her life. But, how could she know that Chu Yang already had the cultivation of the literary path? Even if the 'Book of Songs' was destroyed, the magical power transformed from literary energy could be condensed again at any time.

"Seniors, did I lose?"

At this time, Chu Yang looked at Zhang Jiuyan and the other two and laughed coldly.

The three of them did not answer. He continued to mock, "Three seniors, does this count as me slapping your faces?"

"You —"

Zhao Lang and Wu Fang were in a much better state than Zhang Jiuyan. The two of them suddenly heard such bitter mockery. Their faces turned red and boiling hot. They glared at him angrily.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Zhang Jiuyan screamed. It was as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body trembled! Then, he felt as if someone had extracted his bone marrow. He collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His body kept spasming.

Zhang Jiuyan's Wen Dao luck and everything else had been extracted. In the future, he would become a dead person on the Wen Dao household register. The household register would also be completely removed. From then on, he would have no fate with the Wen Dao.

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