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Chapter 87 Poetry Competition

Wang Gang's question caused the monks below to raise their hands anxiously. Judging from the expressions on their faces, they seemed to be afraid that others would seize the opportunity and take away the items they wanted to choose.

"You, come on."

Wang Gang casually pointed at two monks and asked them to read the poem he had prepared.

As a result, the poem they recited was really bad. Even the expression on Yu Ling's face didn't change at all. It was obvious that they failed.

He stood up with great interest, but now he sat down with a very lonely expression.

But the expressions of the two of them had nothing to do with the crowd that followed with their hands raised high.

Anyway, a poem can come out no matter how bad it is. Some people even said a few lines of limericks that they had never heard before.

But this didn't make Yu Ling's expression change at all.

Brown originally raised his hand with great interest, but when he saw the monks sitting down with lonely expressions, he also retreated in his heart.

The hand that was originally raised seemed to be letting go.

But when Wang Gang stood on the stage and looked around, he also saw Chen Feng, who looked curious, and Brown, who raised his hand next to him.

"Come on, try it." Wang Gang pointed at Brown and motioned for him to read the poem he had prepared.

Brown stood up, feeling a little nervous. He couldn't remember the poem he wanted to read for a long time. But Chen Feng sat next to him and reminded him softly.

Brown then read out the poem hesitantly.

"The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level."

As soon as this poem came out, it was obvious that it was tens of thousands of times better than what the previous monks had recited. Then the monks who raised their hands lowered their hands after thinking about it.

They had no confidence in their hearts and felt that their poems could not surpass Brown's.

Only then did Yu Ling's face change slightly, and he nodded slightly. A guard beside him walked up to Brown and asked him what he needed written on the cloth.

"I need what is written on it, the red spirit stone." Brown said with some trembling. He did not expect that his poem could actually pass.

But the red spirit stone that he had longed for was about to be in his hands, which was simply unbelievable.

All this is thanks to Chen Feng.

The fishman guard took out a stone emitting thick flames from the storage ring and handed it to Brown.

"This is the Fire Spirit Stone."

After handing over the red spirit stone, the fishman guard returned to Yu Ling, waiting for Yu Ling's next order.

Brown finished, and the monks around him who raised their hands also let go. Only a few unwilling monks raised their hands.

Wang Gang ordered a few more monks, and only two of their poems could make Yu Ling feel good, so the rewards were naturally given out.

Yan Guinan stared at the rewards on the cloth, thinking about it in his mind, but he also shook his head. Although some rewards are exciting, he should forget them based on his talent.

Chen Feng naturally wanted to help Yan Guinan, but after Yan Guinan said no, nothing happened.

As for the rewards on the cloth, they were only redeemed in twos and threes. There were only a few more amazing poems, and the rest felt that there was no way to surpass Brown's standard line, so they gave up this opportunity.

When Chen Feng looked idle, a monk quietly touched his side.

"I'm Wang Gang's friend. You didn't come to yesterday's poetry meeting. I originally had a favor that I needed your help with. I needed some items on the cloth, but my talent was limited, so..."

The monk looked at Chen Feng with some embarrassment, waiting for Chen Feng's next words.

"Are you my brother's friend? Well, what are you going to give in exchange? I will give you my poem, and you can choose whatever you want as a reward for this piece of cloth." Naturally, Chen Feng said with great pride.

Because of his strength, he was also very aware of it. Ever since Wang Gang's poem became successful, Chen Feng knew that he could do something with these poems.

It's good now, business is coming to your door now.

"Well, I heard that your physical body is strong, but the defense of your internal organs is weak. But I have something that can make up for this flaw." The monk gave up and waited for Chen Feng.

Chen Feng smiled and said softly.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking."

This sentence reached the monk's ears, and a storm suddenly arose. Without thinking much, he handed Chen Feng a jade pendant.

The monk quietly left here.

When he reached a distance, he raised his hand and read out this poem. As he wished, he got something on the cloth.

When Chen Feng looked at this jade pendant, he only felt a kind of power constantly warming his internal organs. But there didn't seem to be much power in this jade pendant.

Even if he exchanges a poem for this, Chen Feng still makes a lot of money.

"Why, nothing on this interests you." Brown asked.

Seeing Chen Feng exchanging such high-level poems to others, one can't help but have some doubts. The value of the things on this piece of cloth is not enough to bankrupt a medium-sized family.

Why give it to others instead of using it yourself?

"Maybe, but I have to wait. I don't believe that the rewards are only the things on the cloth." Chen Feng said.

He has not forgotten the man named Bai Wenfeng. Even now, there is still no movement from him. This is simply unbelievable.

When Brown saw what Chen Feng said, he didn't do much to persuade him.

Seeing that no one in the audience raised their hands, Wang Gang stood on the stage and put the piece of cloth away.

"I know you must still have some ink in your stomach, but you are not willing to waste time on these low-level rewards. So I won't waste my time.

This fish-man gentleman will give you a difficult problem. Write a poem with the theme of the sea outside. Whoever does it well and comes first will receive a reward from ancient times."

Wang Gang said loudly on the stage.

But the reward in the words immediately caused some people in the audience who had closed their eyes to relax, to open their eyes with an astonishing cold light.

A monk who seemed to have an extraordinary temperament stood up.

A pair of tiger eyes looked around, domineering released from the inside out.

"Go south to the southern country, and north to the sea country. There are mountains and rivers, and islands stand tall."

A very simple poem was uttered just like this. But after it was finished, the energy of the surrounding world trembled.
Chapter completed!
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