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What is the identity of Yue Dong? His master Ye Wenbin has a pivotal position in the calligraphy world. His words and deeds can even change the entire calligraphy world, so he is called the contemporary calligraphy god by the calligraphy world.
Since he is a disciple of Ye Wenbin, he naturally has the reputation of a calligrapher. In addition, Yue Dong comes from a wealthy family, and his ambition is to surpass his master and become a person who is known to everyone in the entire calligraphy world and can be remembered for generations.
It is true that over the years, he has defeated countless calligraphers who are called masters. However, he is only twenty-five or sixty-six years old. Looking at Yanhuang Kingdom, it is difficult to find anyone who can compare with him.
Even his master Ye Wenbin once said that within five years, Yue Dong would definitely surpass him.
Therefore, this Yue Dong is extremely high-spirited and hardly takes anyone seriously. After all, they also have this capital.
Although Lin Xiao¡¯s level is indeed not low, for Yue Dong, he is just someone who can tie with Uncle Chu, so it is nothing to worry about.
Then, he must show his true ability and let everyone know that if he, Yue Dong, wants to knock someone to the ground, it will be easy.
At the same time, it also declares to the entire calligraphy world that he is the only god!
"I haven't asked you about your name yet." Before he started writing, Yue Dong politely raised his hand to Lin Xiao, looking like an ancient literati.
"Lin Xiao" Lin Xiao responded lightly.
"Brother Lin, if I write now, our bet will officially begin."
"Of course, I can give you a chance to repent. If you admit defeat, kowtow to me in public to apologize, and I can spare you three fingers." Yue Dong raised the corner of his mouth and said with a mocking smile.
His arrogance is unparalleled!
"Do you usually talk that much?" Lin Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, like a monarch, his majestic posture was so domineering!
"Huh! I don't know whether to live or die!"
After Yue Dong finished speaking, he immediately raised his brush and dipped it in ink. His movements were smooth and smooth, without any unnecessary movements.
?You can tell at a glance that such an action cannot be achieved in one day!
When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The array of soaring incense penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.
With the last stroke of a stroke, Huang Chao's "Ode to the Chrysanthemum of Budi Hou" written by Huang Chao in the late Tang Dynasty was completed!
Everyone can feel the murderous intention from this poem! This killing intent can send chills through the body even without the sword, gun, and sword array!
This is the aura you can have only when your calligraphy reaches a certain level!
I have to admit that Yue Dong¡¯s realm has completely reached an otherworldly level! Compared to his master Ye Wenbin, he can even compete with him!
Everyone stared at the poem with wide eyes and faces full of surprise. Some people were even frightened by the tyrannical murderous intention revealed in the poem and could not calm down for a long time!
"Excellent strength! Even just looking at this calligraphy, you can feel your hair standing on end! Mr. Yue is indeed a young talent who is expected to surpass Ye Wenbin, the god of calligraphy!"
After a while, a neutral old man suddenly said.
As he finished speaking, the crowd around him was in an uproar!
"I can see the murderous intent in the font! But the murderous intent is not pure murderous intent, it is a domineering gesture!"
"Awesome! Really awesome!"
"Although Mr. Lin's calligraphy just now also has the scene of thousands of troops and great momentum, there is still a certain gap compared with Yuedong Lai."
At this moment, Uncle Chu's face was extremely pale. As a calligraphy master of the old school, he naturally had the discernment to see that Yue Dong's calligraphy realm surpassed that of Lin Xiao!
He chose to believe Lin Xiao, maybe it was really a mistake! This young man may not be Yue Dong¡¯s opponent!
"Haha, Brother Lin, what's the matter? You look like you've been frightened. Don't worry, it's just three fingers. At worst, you won't pick up a pen again in the future."
Yue Dong looked at Lin Xiao who was standing there, grinned, and mocked again.
Although Yu Siman is a novice calligrapher, she can also recognize good and bad. This Yue Dong's calligraphy is indeed impeccable and cannot find any flaws.
In this comparison, Lin Xiao probably lost
"Lin Xiao"
Yu Siman was extremely worried and tugged on Lin Xiao's clothes. She even regretted asking Lin Xiao for help just now. This undoubtedly harmed him
¡°Brother Lin, it¡¯s your turn.¡± Yue Dong made a gesture of asking, and then said: ¡°Can you please help me find a sharper knife, just in case the time comes?When you point your finger, someone will cry out in pain."
"Lin Xiaoit's better to runif he runs now, he won't be able to catch up!"
Yu Siman quietly approached Lin Xiao and said suddenly.
"I, Lin, never like losing face in front of beautiful women, let alone a big star," Lin Xiao smiled lightly, as calm and free as ever.
Yu Siman was fascinated by this, staring at this man who was so confident and calm with his big eyes without blinking He seemed to be fascinated by him
Lin Xiao walked up to Uncle Chu and said, "Uncle Chu, please prepare a good langhao pen. A small langhao pen would be the best."
"Yes! Yes! I just have a small wolf brush here," Uncle Chu nodded quickly.
Then he walked to a desk, took out a golden brush from a brocade box, and carefully handed it to Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao took the Xiaolanghao brush and turned it around in his hand a few times. The feel and weight were just right, not missing even a single cent. It was considered to be the best among the Langhao brushes.
Although it is still slightly inferior to the brush in Yue Dong's hand, it is not inferior at all. At least it is a hundred times better than the old rabbit hair brush he used before!
When Lin Xiao took over the Langhao pen, Yue Dong was destined to be a lamb to be slaughtered.
As Lin Xiao dabbed the ink, the touch was loose, and the Xiaolang brush also came into play, absorbing the ink quickly and just right.
Then Lin Xiao started writing, and his eyes became sharp in vain! It was as if he had dreamed back to a few years ago, when he was on a mission, joined thousands of troops, and beheaded the general in a hail of bullets!
As everyone looked at it attentively, they discovered that the moment Lin Xiao put pen to paper, he actually wrote it in official script! This shocked everyone so much that they were covered in cold sweat!
Lin Xiao wrote it in official script, and Yue Dong just now was also written in official script.
"He! He actually writes in official script? Doesn't he know that Yue Dong is best at official script!
??????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of Lin Xiao and use Yue Dong's best font to compare, this is completely unnatural!
After all, use what others are best at to defeat the other party. If you lose, you will lose with shame!
"It's over! If you don't use official script, you still have a chance to survive. If you use official script, you're just asking for trouble!"
"It looks like my hands are going to be chopped off next. It's too bloody. I don't dare to look at it"
"Hehe, I like to watch it. I brought the fruit knife."
Everyone was sad and happy, but Yu Siman and Chu Bo couldn't laugh. Stunning was sweating.
As Lin Xiao¡¯s brush flew rapidly, four lines of words also fell in an instant
"Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles."
When the matter is over, you brush off your clothes and go away, hiding your merit and fame.
This is the four-line poem written by Lin Xiao in official script! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com