I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

After hearing Li Mu's words, Ye Chen instantly fell into deep thought.

I was thinking about a question in my mind. I have been systematically evaluated as the Saint of Calligraphy, the Saint of Painting, and countless other titles. Did this mean I was born with talent?

Until now, there has been nothing to test my talent, but now is an opportunity.

After a moment of silence, Ye Chen took a deep breath and said nervously, "If that's the case, then I'll just write it. I'm just an ordinary person, so I'm sorry for showing off."

Ye Chen was very nervous, so he made it clear at this moment. After all, the people here were all great scholars. Even the weaker ones were talented.

In order to test it out, Ye Chen was prepared to be embarrassed.

"Mr.'s calligraphy is unrivaled in the world. It is our honor to see him write today."

"I've seen your calligraphy, sir. I can guarantee that."

"Sir, please."

Li Mu waved his hand and the four treasures of the study appeared.

"Shh."

At this moment, pairs of expectant eyes fell on Ye Chen.

Seeing this, Ye Chen was a little nervous. After taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Ye Chen picked up his pen and wrote: "Xia Ke Xing."

The moment the three words fell, a sense of righteousness instantly filled the entire attic.

The word "knight" seemed to contain the righteous spirit of the knights of heaven and earth. The righteous spirit was so strong that it filled the whole room in the blink of an eye.

Ouyang Jing, who was beside Ye Chen, was trembling violently, because Ye Chen's talent was directly transformed into an extremely powerful righteous spirit, and he reached the terrifying state of returning to nature. At this moment, Ye Chen made everyone feel as if they were in a holy land of righteousness.

Such terrifying righteousness could not but make Ouyang Jing tremble with fear.

Because such a powerful and righteous spirit exceeded Ouyang Jing's cognition.

Li Mu noticed Ouyang Jing's abnormality and quickly stretched out a hand, which fell on Ouyang Jing's body to stabilize Ouyang Jing's old body.

Because at this moment, Ouyang Jing could hardly stand.

Of course, the other Confucian scholars in the attic were not in a good situation at the moment, and they were all trembling with excitement.

"Everyone, stay calm and don't be rash and disturb the teacher." Li Mu hurriedly sent a voice warning.

"Everyone, calm down." Ouyang Jing took a deep breath and said in a voice transmission.

"Yes."

At this moment, everyone nodded hurriedly.

It's incredible that just three words can be so powerful.

At this moment, pairs of eyes were fixed on the pen in Ye Chen's hand.

Staring at each word written by Li Yixi.

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Goushuang Xueming.

The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rustling like a meteor.

The moment the first two sentences were written, everyone was shocked to find that a knight appeared in the attic, so powerful and terrifying.

The shadow of this knight almost made them kneel down.

Ye Chen's pen did not stop, and he continued to write: "Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles."

The moment this sentence was written, a murderous intent burst out, as if that murderous intent could freeze the soul, it was extremely terrifying.

Li Mu, who was the strongest at the moment, also had fear in his eyes.

And this is when Ye Chen is present and suppresses his murderous intent.

Everyone's forehead was instantly covered with sweat, but they still found it difficult to resist.

"When the work is done, I will leave, hiding my body and name."

As the next sentence was completed, the terrifying murderous intent suddenly disappeared.

Everyone felt lighter all over, but the sweat on their vests had already soaked their clothes.

Ye Chen did not look at these frightened Confucian scholars and continued with the following sentence.

Leisurely drink Xinling, take off the sword knee and cross.

Will Zhi Zhu Hai, hold on to persuade Hou Ying.

Three cups of Turanuo, Wuyue is light.

After the dazzling ears are hot, the mood is suddenly born.

Handan was first shocked when he rescued Zhao with a gold gavel.

Qianqiu two strong men, Xuhe Daliang city.

It is not ashamed to be a hero in the world.

Who can book your Excellency, the Baishou Taixuan Sutra.

The moment the three words "Tai Xuan Jing" were spoken, countless Taoist characters seemed to appear in everyone's eyes, but these characters were quickly hidden in the words.

"call!"

After finishing writing, Ye Chen let out a long sigh. When he put down the pen, Li Yixi was very disappointed.

Although it was expected, I still felt a sense of frustration. "I am indeed a mortal. I have no talent. My writing is just pretty."

Ye Chen shook his head secretly, his eyes fell on Ouyang Jing, and he smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ouyang, please forgive me for making fun of you. You have no talent at all, and your handwriting is just pretty."

"Sir, you are too modest. This calligraphy and painting is definitely the best in the world." Hearing Ye Chen's words, Ouyang Jing was shocked and replied hurriedly.

A serious look on his face.

"Sir, you are also the sage of calligraphy."

The other Confucian scholars also responded hurriedly at this moment.

Everyone took a deep breath and was really shocked. Ye Chen was actually the strongest Confucianist and Taoist, a person with great talent and righteousness.

Looking at everyone bowing and saluting at this moment, Ye Chen clearly felt that these people were not mocking him, but were serious.

This was what Ye Chen’s first instinct told him.

A smile appeared on Ye Chen's face.

He thought to himself, "It's always good to have more knowledge. As expected, when it comes to the critical moment, I have to use some means to resolve the embarrassment. If my calligraphy is not good today, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing."

"Everyone, no need to be polite."

"My handwriting is just passable. I'm sorry to have made you all laugh."

"I am just a mortal, not a great cultivator." Seeing so many people bowing, Ye Chen continued.

"Sir, we have invited you here today for one thing. I wonder if you are willing. We would like to invite you to join the Jixia Academy in the Southern Sky Region."

"I hope you can teach me the art of calligraphy. I hope you can help me."

"Of course, at the Jixia Academy, teachers don't need to teach students every day. They just need to teach a few calligraphy lessons when they are interested."

"I have discussed with Mr. Ouyang Jing and have invited you to be the deputy chief academic officer of the Jixia Academy (the chief academic officer is the dean)."

"I hope you will agree, sir." Li Mu knelt down and invited him.

Ouyang Jing immediately knelt down.

"Please agree, sir."

The next moment, those who reacted immediately knelt down in an orderly manner, their eyes filled with excitement.

If Ye Chen agreed, then the Jixia Academy would soon become the most powerful force at that time.

"This……"

At this moment, Ye Chen was completely confused.

There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

It is really incredible that a mortal like me was invited to be the deputy chief academic officer of the Jixia Academy.

Ye Chen was really stunned at this moment, and his eyes fell on the chivalrous deeds he had written.

I sighed inwardly, "The system is truly powerful. I, a mortal, have been invited by so many upright Confucian scholars who refuse to yield to power or force, just for my calligraphy. Should I accept the invitation?"

At this moment, Ye Chen fell silent.

This is an opportunity, I don’t know whether it is good or bad. Besides, if I go to the Jixia Academy, what can I teach, calligraphy, painting, or archery?