Chapter 1382: Taking the lead!
Facing Zhang Bairen's request, Chen Changsheng said speechlessly: "Which eye of yours saw that I am good at this kind of thing."
"I don't care whether you are good at it or not, you just have to help me think of two songs."
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Chen Mengjie immediately tried to stop them.
"Sir, this kind of thing is not that important."
"If that doesn't work, I'll help you think of two songs."
"Really?"
Hearing this, a light appeared in Chen Changsheng's eyes.
Chen Mengjie also nodded and said: "Of course it's true, for this kind of thing I still..."
"Come on!"
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Bairen, who was sending a message at the side, interrupted him.
"Little girl, do you really believe that he wouldn't do something like this?"
"Do you know that this guy has a nickname called 'Master of Perfection'? Do you know that he was the one who led the Supreme Saint on his journey?"
"He is proficient in almost everything, so it is very easy for him to write a few limericks."
"And there's a saying among our group."
"That is 'I would rather believe there are ghosts in the world than believe what Chen Changsheng says.'"
"Don't look at this guy who is sad all day and looks like he is about to commit suicide."
"But in fact, this guy has been harboring a lot of bad intentions for a long time."
Hearing this, Chen Mengjie looked at Chen Changsheng in confusion.
Because he didn't think Chen Changsheng would be such a person.
Seeing that Chen Mengjie still seemed unconvinced, Zhang Bairen put away the token and said.
"Little girl, don't disbelieve me. I bet you that this guy has already thought of countless limericks in his mind."
"The reason why I'm pretending not to know anything here is simply to gain sympathy and take the opportunity to test other people's abilities."
"Because only when he has figured out the situation of most people can he come up with the best limerick to shock everyone."
"He loves to do this kind of face-slapping thing the most."
Facing Zhang Bairen's sabotage, Chen Changsheng said calmly: "After all, we have known each other for a long time. It's not good for you to sabotage me in front of the younger generation."
"Who told you not to play with me?"
"We just agreed a few days ago to be the most fashionable old men together."
"And yet you want to leave me alone to play."
"If you don't help me come up with a limerick, I'll ruin your plans every day, believe it or not."
Seeing Zhang Bairen's serious expression, Chen Changsheng smacked his lips and said, "Look at how stingy you are. I'll just help you think of two songs. You're always complaining."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Bairen smiled and said, "That's right."
"If there is something fun, bring everyone along to play together. Don't always think about eating alone."
"From your professional perspective, is there anything wrong with this way of fighting?"
Seeing Chen Changsheng and Zhang Bairen seriously discussing the current fighting method, Chen Mengjie was dumbfounded.
Because she found that Chen Changsheng didn't feel ashamed at all for lying just now.
"No big deal."
"For outstanding monks, multitasking is just the most basic skill."
"Reciting a limerick poem that I had prepared in advance would not distract them."
"And according to my observation, the Changsheng Era seems to have formed this unique fighting style."
"They usually recite poems when they are regulating their spiritual power or when they are about to start a battle."
"From a combat perspective, this little bit of time will not affect the outcome of the battle."
After getting Chen Changsheng's answer, Zhang Bairen smacked his lips and said, "What you said is similar to what I thought."
"Then do you think there is room for improvement in this fighting style?"
"Have!"
Chen Changsheng nodded seriously and said, "From a practical point of view, this fighting method is not very useful, and sometimes it is even superfluous."
"But for the Tianjiao monks, or certain groups of people, this fighting method can be even more powerful than a tiger with wings."
"How to say?"
Zhang Bairen asked curiously.
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng said calmly: "The army pays attention to morale, and there is also a saying in battle that the first move is the best."
"Although there are many outstanding monks, their Taoism hearts are very firm."
"But as long as they are creatures of flesh and blood, or intelligent beings, their hearts will always be affected by external things."
"The most typical examples are Emperor Huang Tian and the White-haired Sword God."
"When faced with these two names, no matter how high your cultivation is, you will always have a hint of hesitation in your heart."
"But fame is something that can't be achieved by words alone. It has to be earned bit by bit through fists."
Hearing this, Zhang Bairen raised his eyebrows and said, "I understand what you mean."
"Before the battle, write a heart-stirring poem to match the special environment."
"If the atmosphere is right, it can have a certain degree of impact on the enemy."
"It can also boost your morale, isn't that what you mean?"
"Yes, that's what it means!"
Seeing Chen Changsheng's confirmation, Zhang Bairen grinned and said, "You always come up with something new for me!"
"But words are not enough. It's still a bit hollow for us to just talk about it on paper."
Facing Zhang Bairen's question, Chen Changsheng pointed to another battlefield in the air and said.
"Chen Xiao and that Xu Qianzhu are going to decide the winner."
"Under normal circumstances, Xu Qianzhu would be half a move weaker, but looking at this, the two sides should end up in a draw."
"boom!"
Xu Qianzhu and Chen Xiao quickly retreated after a violent collision.
The fierce battle caused certain injuries to both sides.
Looking at Chen Xiao, whose blood was boiling, Xu Qianzhu smiled faintly and said, "I didn't expect that such a famous sword family would produce a physical cultivator like you."
"If the world knew about this, I'm afraid their jaws would drop."
Hearing this, Chen Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "The disciple of the sub-sage of Shanhe Academy is not only good at Confucianism, but also good at swordsmanship. I didn't expect this."
"The combination of Confucianism and swordsmanship is so powerful. It really opens my eyes."
After hearing Chen Xiao's words, Xu Qianzhu glanced at Chen Changsheng and others below and said lightly.
"It's almost time for us to fight. Let's decide the outcome with the next move."
"We can't keep the two seniors waiting."
"it is good!"
Chen Xiao whispered, and the blood in her body began to churn violently at this moment.
Seeing this, Xu Qianzhu recited aloud: "I will fly across the East China Sea with my Qi, and split the waves with one sword."
"Don't ask what immortality is like, the bright moon is the wind under my sleeve."
As Xu Qianzhu chanted, golden words appeared around him.
What’s even more amazing is that those golden words actually evolved into phantom visions.
The sound of the continuous waves was majestic and powerful, and Xu Qianzhu stood alone on the waves thousands of feet high.
"Om~"
The sword energy was raging, and the endless waves were instantly split into two.
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PS: I am typing the second chapter like crazy!
