Chapter 478
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In an instant, the Confucian cultivators were in an uproar. Yan Chuan, who they did not think highly of in the past, was now taken seriously by many. He was even on the same level as Sima Yuntian.
This time, Yan Chuan defeated the 32 Confucian scholars in the Peak Literary Gathering!
One could imagine that the two sides would have a lot of literary battles in the future!
"Everything has only just begun!" one of the Confucian cultivators said.
After this sentence, almost everyone felt their blood boiling. Yes, this was going to be exciting!
With a domineering poem, Yan Chuan's reputation once again shook the entire city.
In the city, countless cultivators looked up at the East Hall. There, a new star was rising!
Meng Rongrong's residence.
"What? How is that possible? "Meng Rongrong said in surprise.
A few Confucian cultivators who had returned from the Peak Literary Gathering nodded and said, "It's true!"
"Miss, you didn't see it. At that time, Yan Chuan's poem made them spit out blood. Those Confucian scholars were already powerful, but how could they be a match for Yan Chuan? Wang Long had already reached the level of shocking the wind and rain, and his poem made ghosts and gods weep! But! What can we do! "
"Since Shenglong, why Shengchuan!"
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A group of Confucian cultivators were talking at once.
Meng Rongrong had a complicated look in her eyes. She did not know why, but she secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
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Julu Hall.
In the square, one could overlook Julu City.
The Dean Meng Ziqiu and the Dean Yue Yi stood with their hands behind their backs, looking in the direction of the Yong Hall.
"Creating a scene with his brush? This Yan Chuan is amazing! "Yue Yi frowned.
"Back then, his father, Yan Tao, turned Julu City upside down. After a hundred years, this son is still worrisome!" Meng Ziqiu laughed.
"Not only worrisome, but from the looks of it, he is going to surpass him!" Yue Yi sighed.
"I wonder how Sima Yuntian will react this time!" Meng Ziqiu laughed bitterly.
"Him? If it were back then, I would definitely retaliate. However, after a few hundred years, I can't see through him anymore! "Le Yi shook his head.
"Then let's wait a little longer!" Meng Ziqiu said coolly.
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Inside the Eastern Palace Hall!
"Meow, Yan Chuan, you were awesome just now! I'm dying of laughter. That person was so happy to scold you just now, and now he's vomiting blood because of you! "Meow shouted excitedly.
Qing Long was also slightly excited.
Qing Long didn't have much literary talent. In the past, he didn't even care about literary battles. But after experiencing it with his own eyes, Qing Long felt his blood boil.
"I've been unhappy with Wang Long for a long time. Old fogey, how dare you disrespect your elders! You actually have so many concubines! "Dongfang Zhengpai scolded. It was hard to tell whether it was disdain or jealousy!
Yan Chuan smiled faintly and did not take it seriously.
"Oh right, you slapped their faces again. They will definitely retaliate even more fiercely. You have to be careful!" Dongfang Zhengpai's face suddenly turned serious.
"No worries. Qing Long, continue to search!" Yan Chuan said to Qing Long.
"Yes, young master!" Qing Long said respectfully.
"Meow, you really did come out to read books and send them away!" Meow said in surprise.
"What else did you think?" Yan Chuan laughed.
"Meow, I thought you waited until the end just to slap him in the face!" Meow Meow said blankly.
"F * ck!" Dongfang Zhengpai also said blankly.
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Julu City, in a large hall, there were sixty people sitting!
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