I am a winner with Chinese poetry

"What should we do? Lao Bai has also been defeated, and Senior Sister Kong has also failed. This Sun Zening clearly knows that our two most powerful people have been defeated by him, and yet he is still being so aggressive. He wants to force us to admit in public that the entire Wen Academy is not as good as him, right?"

"It's hateful that if Zhuang Chen and Huang Luoxin were not in the Academy of Arts and had gone to the front line to carry out a mission, there would be no chance for such a villain to shout here!" Everyone in Class A1 had a solemn expression on their faces, and some could not help but complain in a low voice.

They were filled with helplessness and anger, but they could do nothing because Sun Zening did have the capital to shout.

"It's true that we are inferior in skills. Now that Sun Zening has come to us, we must fight him. Even if it costs us a price, we can't let the reputation of the Academy of Literature be ruined in our hands. This guy wants to step on the Academy of Literature to get to the top and build up his momentum, and he even asked the brush in my hand if I agree!" A young man in a Confucian robe spoke calmly, and then walked towards Sun Zening.

His steps were steady and firm, each one thumping like it was stepping on solid ground. His eyes were like torches, staring intently at Sun Zening, as if he wanted to pierce through him with his gaze.

The appearance of the young man in scholarly robes caught the attention of those around him, who all cast their gazes in awe. Someone murmured, "Look, that's Qin Fang from Class A1. He seems to be ready to accept Sun Zening's challenge."

"I don't know if he can handle it. Sun Zening is at the peak of the 7th rank, and although Qin Fang is good, if I remember correctly, he seems to be only at the beginning of the 7th rank. I think it's doomed!"

Qin Fang walked up to Sun Zening, stopped, and looked at him quietly. Their eyes met in the air, as if invisible sparks were colliding.

Qin Fang's face was serious, and his tone was calm but with a hint of majesty: "Sun Zening, you want to step on the Wenyuan to rise to the top, I'm afraid it won't be that easy. Although my cultivation is not as good as yours, I am willing to fight. I wonder if you dare to accept the challenge!"

Sun Zening's lips curled up slightly, revealing a scornful smile. "Just you? How could you possibly be my opponent? Is the Academy of Literature empty? They actually let you, someone who just recently entered the 7th rank, come and challenge me. Are you so ignorant that you don't know that even if we're of the same rank, the gap between the beginner and the peak is like a chasm. Today, I'm going to show you what the difference is!"

"Fuck, that Sun Zening is so arrogant! I just thought he was so polite!"

"This person's words are so rude. It's just a sparring match. Is there any need to belittle others and elevate yourself like this?"

The crowd who originally had a good impression of Sun Zening suddenly became unhappy. It was okay to exchange ideas but not to make personal attacks. After all, Qin Fang represented their Jinzhou County, and Sun Zening was just an outsider after all.

"Uncle San, isn't this inappropriate for Zening? Although the lower the opponent's position, the higher Zening's position, the better the effect of building momentum, but offending the local power will bring unnecessary trouble and affect Zening's reputation!"

In the corner, several people in gorgeous clothes were watching the scene in front of them with great attention. One of them, a middle-aged man in his early thirties, couldn't help but frown and speak.

"You've lived for fifty or sixty years, and yet you haven't seen a young person who understands this. If we want to build momentum, we're bound to offend the local forces. A bland handshake and conversation will only have a mediocre effect, even if it succeeds."

"Zening has great ambitions, and our Sun family has high hopes for him. As long as he succeeds this time, the next step planned by the family head can begin. For this reason, we have specifically set aside those prosperous county towns and chosen to challenge some less famous county towns."

"This matter absolutely cannot afford to fail. Even if those noble families and local forces have complaints, so what? Do they really dare to offend our Sun family? We are the Sun family, the largest county in Beichen, with two semi-saint ancestors. Even if we act arrogantly and domineeringly, so what? Those defeated generals are only to blame for their inferior skills!"

An old man among the group spoke with disdain. He was obviously the leader of the group. As soon as he opened his mouth to refute, the middle-aged man quickly lowered his head and agreed, not daring to refute again.

Qin Fang in the field was not moved at all, his face was as calm as water, and a brush appeared in his hand. He waved it lightly, and a flash of ink-colored light passed by, leaving a beautiful arc in the air.

"Qin started learning calligraphy and painting at the age of five and formally began at seven. I have quite a few experiences in this field, and I'm here today to ask for your advice!"

His tone was calm, but his eyes were unusually firm.

"It's actually calligraphy and painting. Now I remember that Qin Fang is the grandson of the great scholar Qin. No wonder he has the confidence to come out and fight!" Someone said suddenly with sudden enlightenment.

Everyone suddenly realized that Master Qin was a great scholar of the fourth rank, world-renowned for his outstanding calligraphy and painting skills, and his paintings were highly praised. And Qin Fang had been carefully taught by his grandfather since he was a child, so naturally he also had good painting skills.

"Yes, the Qin family is one of the most prestigious families in Anyang County. Their paintings are renowned throughout the Imperial Capital! As his grandson, Qin Fang has been personally taught by his grandfather since he was young. I'm sure his painting skills won't be bad either!"

Someone in the crowd recognized Qin Fang's identity and background, and everyone was amazed, and the originally tense atmosphere eased slightly. At this moment, they all stood on the same front, spontaneously resisting this arrogant challenger from outside the city.

"A calligraphy and painting competition? Interesting, a fitting choice. Although I usually spend the least time on calligraphy and painting, it should still be more than enough to win this competition. Someone, bring me my brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

Sun Zening chuckled, his face full of complacency. He turned a deaf ear to the discussions of the people around him and was not affected at all. Instead, he shamelessly belittled his opponent again.

"Damn it! How dare this bastard be so arrogant! Come on, Qin Fang, we must teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful we are!" A person in the crowd shouted angrily.

"Qin Fang, we all support you! You were taught by Master Qin himself, so your strength must be far beyond that arrogant outsider!" Another person also followed suit and cheered loudly.

Everyone expressed indignation, but after seeing the dignified Confucian scholars around Sun Zening, they did not dare to be too presumptuous. They could only suppress their anger and express their support for Qin Fang with even greater encouragement.

"This Sun Zening is really arrogant!" Gu Yunzhou, standing in the crowd, also witnessed this scene and had a more intuitive feeling about the other party's character. He was indeed a more shameless person than the rumors said.