Chapter 478: The arrival of the wind (2)

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For a time, the Confucianists gradually clamored, and Yan Chuan, who was not optimistic in the past, was taken seriously by many people. He even sat on an equal footing with Sima Yuntian.
This time, Yan Chuan defeated 32 Confucian scholars at the peak literary society!
It is conceivable that the two parties will fight each other again!
"Everything has just begun!" I don't know which Confucianist said.
After this sentence, almost everyone showed a feeling of passion. Yes, this time is wonderful!
An overbearing poem and Yan Chuan's reputation once again moved the city.
In the city, countless cultivators raised their heads and looked towards the East Hall. There, a new star is rising!
Go to Meng Rongrong's house.
"What? How could it be?" Meng Rongrong asked in surprise.
Several Confucianists who came back from the summit essays nodded and said, "It's true!"
"Miss, you didn't see. At that time, Yan Chuan had a literary essay, but he was forced to vomit more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood. Those big scholars are already powerful, but where is Yan Chuan's opponent? Weeping ghosts! No matter what! No matter how!"
"Since Shenglong, He Shengchuan!"
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A group of Confucianists talked in a rush.
Meng Rongrong's eyes were complicated for a while, she didn't know why, but she was secretly relieved.
Julu Palace.
Above the square, here, you can overlook Julu City.
The owner of the courtyard, Menciu, and the courtyard of the left courtyard are Zheng Leyi.
"The pen is down? This Yan Chuan is amazing!" Le Yi frowned.
"Back then, Yan Tao, his old son, upset the Julu City. After a hundred years, this son can't worry about it!" Mencius laughed.
"It's more than worrying, and seeing this, there is a potential for transcendence!" Le Yi sighed.
"Sima Yuntian, I don't know how to respond this time!" Mencius smiled bitterly.
"He? If that year, he would definitely fight back, but for hundreds of years after going out, I couldn't see through it!" Le Yi shook his head.
"Then wait!" Mencius Qiu said lightly.
Inside the Oriental Palace!
"Meow, Yan Chuan, you were really amazing just now! You laughed so hard at me, that person was so happy that you vomited blood!" Meow exclaimed excitedly.
Qinglong was also slightly excited.
Qinglong didn't have so many literary talents, and he didn't even bother to read Xiu's literary fight before, but just experienced it with his own eyes, Qinglong felt his blood boil.
"I've seen Wang Long upset before, old guy, disrespect for the old! Actually raised several concubines!" Dongfang Zhengpai said in a sigh. Can't tell whether it is contempt or jealousy!
Yan Chuan smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously.
"By the way, if you slap them in the face again, they will definitely fight back more fiercely. You have to be careful!" Dongfang Zhengpai's expression suddenly became serious.
"It's okay, Qinglong, keep looking!" Yan Chuan said to Qinglong.
"Yes, son!" Qinglong said respectfully.
"Meow, you really came out to send them out just to quietly read the book!" Meow suddenly surprised.
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Meow, I thought you waited until the end, just for the last slap, it took so long!" Meow said blankly.
"My day!" Dongfang Zhengpai said blankly.
In the Great Hall of Julu City, sixty people are sitting right now!
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