To be honest, it's very confusing.
Everyone looked surprised.
this
Each of them has probably experienced a lot of powerful ruins, but to be honest, who has ever encountered this kind of situation
In this ruins of a strong man, they were allowed to write impromptu poems
this
To be honest, this kind of thing makes them feel a little confused.
Of the more than five hundred people, two hundred will die if their poems are not well written!
Who has encountered this situation
Everyone is competing for strength and ability. Can talent also be a factor that determines life and death in the ruins
But that’s the truth!
"this??"
At this moment, some people are happy and some are worried.
But some people, even if they forcefully squeeze out a poem, have no confidence at all.
"The rules say there can't be any communication or you die, and it has to be improvisation."
After all, what he plagiarized wasn't even from the lower world, but from the earth.
Everyone didn't dare to linger any longer and quickly found a table to sit down.
One after another, the creations have actually been completed.
"Mother."
Bai Tianhao smiled and said, "Of course it's no problem, it's just a joke."
A not very old woman looked at a middle-aged woman.
Ye Tianyi sat down.
Some people are quite confident.
boom-
Ye Tianyi thought for a moment.
The voice from the void came again.
However, in order to show that he was still original and improvised, Ye Tianyi wrote relatively slowly.
"I was thinking, I have experienced the cultural influence of both the lower world and the upper plane, how can I survive this?"
Bai Tianhao smiled and whispered to Ye Tianyi.
At this moment, thunderclouds covering the sky and the sun condensed in the void!
"This is… "
The person who was right next to him suddenly turned into a corpse!
"Isn't this too cruel?"
Ye Tianyi glanced at Ying Yunuo and asked.
I just didn't expect that it would come in handy here.
They came from the lower world together.
There is no way, she has the body of disaster, so she can't have some other activities.
As for uncles Bai Tianhao and Ye Tianyi, they don't have to worry anymore.
"Quick, quick, let's start!"
This time, everyone panicked.
Ye Tianyi groaned.
Ye Tianyi turned his head and glanced.
If you look at the performance, then you have to watch it from now on.
Just above the void, the words of the strong man were already very clear. Here, who can get the Xuantian Sacred Artifact will depend on who performs best in the end! At the same time, the person needs to survive.
"Didn't you say that two hundred people would die?"
"Congratulations everyone!"
"Maybe the rest are because their creations were plagiarized."
Ying Yunuo said.
Someone showed a puzzled expression.
“…”
Everyone saw a direction, and a stick of incense started to light in that direction!
Many people came over.
So, whoever writes better poems in this round will get extra points.
But to be honest, even if those older people are not particularly talented, they are generally more powerful. They should not be said to be one of the two hundred people who will die!
"Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem."
This poem should be able to stand out from everyone, right
At least he should be the strongest in this round.
When they reach a very high level, many of these strong people will get in touch with cultural things, because their hearts need these to be more enriched and satisfied.
"I guess there shouldn't be such a loophole. I'm afraid if anyone does this, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Fuck! Who can withstand this? Hurry up!"
"Senior Sister Ying, do you have any questions?"
One hundred and ninety-two. One hundred and forty-two. Two hundred and twenty-six. One hundred and fifty-three.
time has passed.
"There are specific rules here."
"I guess no one would dare to plagiarize outside poetry unless they want to die. Everyone is not a fool, but if there is no other way, maybe they will do it."
But it turned out that he still thought too much.
Someone saw a piece of paper on a table and said.
This is the last thing he fears.
The woman said lightly.
"But to be honest, this senior was a figure from many, many years ago. Over the years, he doesn't know whether the poems we have written by the outside world are original to us."
Suddenly, several thunderbolts fell.
Even if they finally get the Xuantian Sacred Artifact here, how can they take away this hot potato alive
"What should I write about?"
Some are happy and some are sad.
Tian Tian Hao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"Well, don't worry. Just compose a poem based on what you usually learn. It shouldn't be a big problem."
No matter how bad it is, after all, their experience is here, and improvisation has advantages over others.
"I see."
From now on, they can't whisper to each other, or they can whisper to each other, but they can't say anything about creation.
"Yes, mother."
But not necessarily!
"Uncle, are you okay?"
Someone took a look and found that there were far more than 200 dead people.
It was estimated that there were two hundred and twenty or thirty people.
At that moment, many people couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Ye Tianyi also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it is said that plagiarism is not allowed, it would be unreasonable if things from the lower world cannot be used here.
In addition to practicing, Ying Yunuo spends the rest of her time hobbies.
There is a very bad feeling.
But, I don’t know why this strong man couldn’t find it.
Ye Tianyi died laughing.
But their thinking is too simple!
It seems that the mother and daughter came to this ancient battlefield to find an opportunity!
It can be considered quite courageous and courageous.
Ye Tianyi also smiled and nodded.
"The wine will come".
What impressed the experts of this ruins most about their overall performance was that after surviving, they were given the possession of the Xuantian Sacred Artifact.
one person mused.
Here, no matter how powerful a person is, he may not be talented.
In fact, Ye Tianyi was worried when he planned to plagiarize.
Finally a poem was chosen.
"Well, that's fine!"
Some people didn't even have time to make a sound. Their bodies fell straight to the ground, completely lifeless!
Guru—
"The incense is lit."
He is also plagiarizing.
"Now, shall we start?"
They all looked up at the thunder clouds.
"Huh? That's not right."
"really."
"Next, you only have the last round of tests left. Based on the performance of those who survived this round and the last round, I will select the person who has made the greatest contribution and give him the Xuantian Sacred Artifact."
Everyone’s eyes lit up!
"Only one round?"
This was something they didn't expect.