"It''s been five minutes, can you still match it?" Ye Qingfeng stared at Xiahou Chun with a smile.


    Ling Yuxuan frowned slightly. The first half of the pair was still alright, but the middle half was a bit harder.


    After a few minutes, Xiahou Chun was not satisfied, but the ink in his stomach was gone, he could only stare at Ye Qingfeng and said indifferently: You win this time, next time for the poetry competition.


    "Sure." Ye Qingfeng smiled: "I am a genius, poetry is a strong point, you go first."


    "It''s almost winter, compared to the verses that describe winter." Xiahou Chun''s eyes were cold and proud.


    "Let''s begin." Ye Qingfeng casually waved his hand, looking like he did not put Xiahou Chun in his eyes at all.


    Xiahou Chun was annoyed, he definitely could not lose to a brat who was born in a small barbarian country.


    Otherwise, he would really lose a lot of face.


    "Listen up!"


    "Frost all over the world to cleanse my body, the high mountains are fluttering with snow back to my intestines."


    The corner of Ye Qingfeng''s mouth twitched, and he casually said, "Thousand Mountains Birds Fly Extinction, Extinction Man with Ten Thousand Paths."


    Ling Yuxuan''s beautiful eyes lit up, this phrase had a very high mental state, but at the same time, it gave off a majestic and imposing aura, while revealing a desolate and lonely feeling.


    Xiahou Chun''s soul was shocked. He had never seen the poem that Ye Qingfeng had said before, nor heard of it in the huge Royal Book Collection Vault.


    "The sun has set in the northern Frigid Mountain, and the sky has frozen silver spirits."


    Ye Qingfeng laughed lightly, "If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will have to travel all the way up the mountain."


    "Alright." Ling Yuxuan could not help but say.


    Xiahou Chun''s face became ugly, he almost scolded out loud, did this sister-in-law really turn her arm out?


    Xiahou Chun used all of his powers, and within half an hour, he said a hundred or two hundred lines of poetry.


    However, Ye Qingfeng remained calm and responded to the attack with ease.


    Ye Qingfeng saw that cold sweat had appeared on Xiahou Chun''s forehead and sneered in his heart. This Ancient Kingdom''s poetry foundation was not good, it was not even as many as his thousands of years of accumulation in ancient China.


    "It''s been two minutes. Why don''t you tell me? "If you don''t want to say it, then I will say it."


    Xiahou Chun''s face was a little stiff, "You go first!"


    "Alright."


    Ye Qingfeng said each step with a smile on his face, "To ride the light cavalry, snow is falling heavily and the blades are ready."


    After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xiahou Chun, "It''s your turn."


    Xiahou Chun was still thinking, his mind was in a mess, he had a headache.


    "No ink?" Ye Qingfeng said disdainfully, as he casually walked forward and continued, "When the mountain turns back, I won''t be able to see you. "The scenery of the Northern Kingdom, the thousands of miles of ice sealed, the ten thousand miles of snow drifting …"


    He did not stop for more than ten minutes. He said countless of poems about winter calmly.


    "This guy, how can his literary talent be so good?"


    Xiahou Chun''s face darkened.


    "Ye Qingfeng! You win! However, there is no wager between us. Even if you win, it''s useless! "


    "There''s no need." Ye Qingfeng smiled: "It''s fine as long as you admit you''re not as good as me, I like the way you only admit that I''m strong when you''re unhappy."


    "You!" Xiahou Chun said with a stern look: "Then! Martial fight! "Do you dare to compete?!"


    Ling Yuxuan could not help but reprimand him: "One of your Third Sky of Body Sealing, bullying one of your triple sky of divine aperture, what is it?"


    Ye Qingfeng almost let out a laugh as he inwardly exclaimed to himself that his Madam Zhen Shan was really taking revenge on him.


    "Sister-in-law!" You actually spoke up for an outsider! " Xiahou Chun was furious, her eyes full of anger and grief.


    Ling Yuxuan said coldly: "I haven''t married yet, so don''t call me sister-in-law. Ye Qingfeng is my sect''s heaven''s pride disciple, in theory, you are the outsider."