"Mr. Song, I don't think there's any need for you to continue competing. Right and wrong, merits and demerits are all in the hearts of the people. I'm sure everyone has already made a judgment in their hearts."

Miss Rong appeared at the right time, and her words were like a wake-up call, causing Song Qinghe to stagger a few steps and almost fall to the ground.

"How can we tell the depth of this couplet? Why not ask another question? Senior Brother Song will definitely be able to answer it."

Song Qinghe's lackeys still refuse to give up. This group of scholars are truly shameless.

In terms of shamelessness, he is indeed far superior to Xu Feng.

"Then as you wish, I will make one last painting."

"Smoke locks the willows in the pond..."

At first glance, this couplet seems very simple, but in fact it is not that easy. The radicals of the characters in the upper couplet are gold, wood, water, fire and earth, which means that the lower couplet must also match the same, and the tone and artistic conception must match.

Everyone present suddenly fell silent. Song Qinghe stood there blankly, at a loss as to what to do. The lackeys who had spoken for him before also became cowards. How could they dare to jump out again at this time?

"Humph, the number one person in Beiliu Academy is nothing special!"

As Xu Feng's ridicule reached his ears, Song Qinghe could no longer bear the humiliation and fainted on the spot, vomiting blood.

He didn't know whether he was really dizzy or pretending to be dizzy, but he couldn't walk out of the Tianxiang Tower door upright today.

"With this little ability, he dares to say that others copied his poems. Anyway, I don't think this person has the ability of Master Xu."

"Brother, you are right. This Song Qinghe is just a grandstanding person. How can he compare with the brilliant and talented Master Xu?"

……

Several disciples from Beili Academy lowered their heads, covered their faces with their sleeves, and carried Song Qinghe out, leaving the place without daring to look back.

They had no face to stay any longer, as staying would only lead to more humiliation.

Xu Feng bowed to Miss Rong.

"It's better to be lucky than to be destined."

At this moment, he felt someone grabbing his sleeve. When he turned around, he found that a beautiful woman had appeared beside him.

She has a graceful and charming figure, and the purple long skirt makes her curvy body look extremely attractive.

"My name is Zhao Yuyan. I wonder if Mr. Xu would be willing to spend the night with me?"

This name sounds familiar, as if I had heard Feng Yumian’s sisters mention it on the boat before.

"It actually lured Zhao Hua Kui off the boat. A talented man and a beautiful woman, this will be a great story if it gets out."

"Only a man of such talent as Master Xu is worthy of Zhao Huakui."

……

After seeing Zhao Yuyan, the onlookers could no longer remain calm. They did not envy Xu Feng for his extraordinary literary talent, but many of them were gnashing their teeth at the fact that Xu Feng had received Zhao Yuyan's favor.

Xu Feng originally wanted to refuse. He had no need in this regard. Otherwise, he would transform into a ghost-faced man and do whatever he wanted.

Before he could refuse, Miss Rong spoke.

"A beauty has invited me, why don't you go, Master Xu? Believe me, I will definitely not let you down. This is my way of thanking you, Master Xu."

"I can't let you come out and be wronged for nothing."

It turned out that it was Miss Rong's arrangement. In that case, it would be hard to refuse.

He guessed that Zhao Yuyan was not that simple, and was definitely not just a courtesan. She was most likely a master of Tianxiang Tower. In this case, he had to go there.

"Then respect is worse than obeying orders."

Amidst the envy of the crowd, Xu Feng was dragged by Zhao Yuyan to the pleasure boat.

The pleasure boat was the property of Tianxianglou. It had been emptied before Xu Feng boarded the boat. Only the girls were left on the boat, and there was no other outsider. Zhao Yuyan took him directly to the innermost layer.

"Mr. Xu, please don't be polite. Miss Rong has already instructed us to serve you well. No matter what you need, you can tell us."

Xu Feng is not a casual person, and being surrounded by so many beautiful women is something he can hardly bear.

Just as he was considering whether to get up and say goodbye, a group of girls formed a formation and surrounded him.

At first glance, these girls look weak, but their positions are very particular, blocking all of Xu Feng's escape routes, and the ribbons in their hands are also extraordinary.

Frequently interfering with Xu Feng's sight, seemingly dancing gracefully, actually made Xu Feng feel more stressed.

Fortunately, he quickly realized the purpose of Miss Rong's arrangement.

"Just want these girls to help me practice with my sword?"

Realizing this, Xu Feng no longer hesitated and drew out the long sword that Zhao Yuyan had specially left beside him.

He did not use the sword moves taught by Master Yan, but just danced with the sword based on his feeling. He quickly got into the state. Under the guidance of the girls, Xu Feng's sword moves became more and more fierce.

In addition, Xu Feng also discovered that the girls' movements were unusual. Whenever he approached, they would slide away from him like a dragon.

As a result, he had no way to get close to anyone, and the ribbon in the opponent's hand could be used for defense at close range and attack from a distance, just like the long sword in his hand.

"That's quite interesting. The background of Tianxianglou is indeed not simple. It deserves to be the best building in the world."

Xu Feng gradually became serious. As time went by, he also learned this kind of body movement. He moved among the crowd. The ribbons in the opponent's hands could no longer threaten him and were shattered by the long sword in his hand.

"Congratulations, Mr. Xu."

After practicing for an hour, Xu Feng felt that his swordsmanship was more powerful than before. Now he did not need to borrow other people's experience, he was a top master himself.

"I have to thank all the ladies for their help. I need to go back and consolidate my work. Please help me say goodbye to Miss Rong."

"Master Xu, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Miss Rong has already made proper arrangements. A medicinal bath has been prepared on the pleasure boat. I will help Master Xu bathe and change clothes. What do you think?"

Xu Feng's face turned red, and he wanted to refuse, but he was not paying attention and let Zhao Yuyan come closer and gently pull off his coat.

Seeing that he was actually shy, the girls laughed, winked at each other, and approached Xu Feng with a wicked smile on their faces.

The beautiful women around him really made Xu Feng feel overwhelmed. He felt powerless all over and was directly carried into the water.

The key point was that behind him there was a splash and everyone followed him into the water.

"Mr. Xu, please don't be polite. This is all arranged by Miss Rong. Please don't make things difficult for us."

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

As a pair of hands as soft as white jade rested on Xu Feng's back, his body gradually stiffened and he could only close his eyes.

When Xu Feng came to this world, he had never been so miserable. Even when he transformed into a ghost-faced man and started killing people outside, it was not as difficult as it is now.

However, the effect of the medicinal bath was really good. Not long after he entered the water, he felt his body relax and all his fatigue was swept away.

Obviously, the medicinal herbs used by Miss Rong are not simple.

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