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Liu Xiangdong hears the speech, lowers his head and dare not speak.

"What elder martial brother Qi taught me is that I remember it." With that, he quickly stepped into the crowd, no face to continue to stay.

Li Xiao looks at Qi Yan and stands out with a smile on his face. This is one of their favorite students. It should not be too humiliating!

"Qi Yan, since this classmate Chen wants to see the details of our school, you can accompany him to discuss it well! Don't lose your character. "

Qi Yan clasped his fist and said, "don't worry, I know."

After that, Qi Yan's eyes turned to Chen Wenxian and said faintly, "since you are the younger generation, you should pay respect to the first, and you don't say to set up a challenge in front of all the sages, which means great disrespect. Moreover, Professor Li is an elder, but you can't afford to sit down. I don't think you are qualified to teach Mr. Liu a lesson. "

Chen Wenxian smelled the speech and looked up at Qi Yan. His satisfaction flashed away. There were one or two decent ones.

"Whether I have such a qualification, now you have not known the qualification, when you or others beat me, I will tell you."

Chen Wenxian said, waving his hand to the nearby desks, he continued: "there are many projects set up here. Choose the content you want to compare. I hope to see your best ability, otherwise I may have doubts about the overall level of your school."

"Oh?" With a faint smile, Qi Yan glanced at the case beside him. Although he was very unhappy with Chen Wenxian, a defiant, he had to admit that he also had two brushes. Now he represents the honor of the school. How dare he neglect it.

"I choose it." Qi Yan pointed to a table and said that on the table were the four treasures of the study, which were calligraphy tables.

"Oh?" Chen asked Xianqing, nodded and made a gesture of invitation.

Among the crowd, Sikong Banyu followed the crowd of students to the entrance of the College of Arts. When he arrived here, he smelled an unusual smell. Especially after seeing Chen Wenxian, he suddenly realized that Shen Qianli's address, the person he wanted him to look for was no doubt.

But what Sikong Banyu didn't expect was that all the people lurking outside the Zixiao palace were like frightened birds. They were afraid that others would see their tracks. This guy was good, but he was afraid that others would not see him. He ran here to set up a challenge arena?

"Tut This is a good man Sikong Banyu is not talking about his strength, but his breath. That kind of body and heaven and earth are like a kind of magnanimous and righteous mutual tolerance. This is what a great Confucian with insight into heaven and earth can have. A great Confucian with a pen as a sword and a profound cultivation is no less inferior to a monk. His words are as follows as his words are like a knife. Sikong Banyu is not unheard of.

But he was surprised that he had already been a great scholar who had transcended the secular world. Why do you still want to find a place for these young people here? This is not logical! As for the so-called contest, he had no mind at all.

In short, it's just like a full-scale Tuba running to the novice village. There's no suspense and look forward to it! There is no suspense.

"It's boring, ha ha..." Sikong half language shook his head, turned around and walked out of the crowd. He went to a flower bed beside the small square and sat down. He took a leaf of a bush and put it in his mouth. He looked around in boredom and finally spread it on the edge of the flower bed.

Now that you've found this guy, don't worry. Anyway, here in full view of the public, can not move his hand, let him play enough! This person will always leave. He must have felt his own breath. As a learned scholar, Sikong Banyu doesn't think that Chen Wenxian can't think of his eyes here, let alone that he doesn't know himself.

With Sikong's half language sleep, the arena in front of the statue gate has already run through several people. Qi Yan, the first person who came up, was expected by the public. However, a colorful "Red Man River" was written by Chen Wenxian, but he was defeated by Chen Wenxian's words of "anger". Even Qi Yan himself was smiling bitterly, and he was ashamed to admit defeat It was Professor Li Xiao. At this moment, they realized that Chen Wenxian was not an ordinary person.

Although Qi Yan was defeated, there were many outstanding scholars in Huaxia Normal University. His relatives, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and wine, and poets and composers all came forward one after another. However, Chen Wenxian was like a vast abyss that never knew the depth of the abyss, which made everyone lose. Moreover, it was not a controversial defeat, but a complete defeat.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. That is to say, the judgment of literature has a strong subjectivity and controversy. After all, everyone is different and has different ideas. There is only one kind of worship, that is, a great gap. Just like a piece of primary school students' composition and a piece of university professor's paper, we can see the depth and height at a glance.

Now Chen Wenxian is just like a university professor standing in a group of primary school students. Even if these students are not willing to accept it, they have to admit that Chen Wenxian is very powerful. In the end, even the most dazzling students were defeated, and the teachers and professors couldn't sit still. They challenged the whole school by themselves, but no one could. If this incident was spread out, then where could Huaxia normal university face people?Each lecturer and professor stood up and compared with Chen Wenxian. However, they once again felt what was called powerlessness and what was the vastness. There are many tables before this statue, and no one can surpass Chen Wenxian in any aspect.

"Is there anyone else?" Chen Wenxian glanced at a group of professors and teachers standing beside them, as well as those students who were indignant but unwilling to accept it. He asked faintly. Although the voice is not loud, it makes everyone like the Hong Zhong Da Lu in the ear, which makes them have no face to raise their heads.

This strange figure who ran out of nowhere was so terrible that his reputation was not obvious but his knowledge was enough to stand at the top of China, which made the whole school face down.

"Ha ha..." Chen Wenxian chuckled, stood up and pointed to the Futuan in front of him and said, "Chen came here a few days ago. I thought there would be a person who is qualified to talk with Chen in such a big school. I didn't expect that it would be such a result. It's really disappointing."

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