"We must annex the Flying Star Academy and become a real big force. Wan Zi's conscience was ruthless.

"Sect Master Ye, how is it?" Master Sorrow asked again.

Ye Chen pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I promise you." ”

Although he is not afraid of Master Pei and Wan Ziliang, even a single thought can kill the two of them. But if you really want to destroy the two Divine Realm martial artists at once, even if the threat of the Flying Star Academy is temporarily lifted, it will not be a good thing for the long-term development of the Flying Star Academy. He will also be completely exposed under the noses of high-level martial artists in Hengshan Prefecture, and he will be targeted with all his might in the future.

Ye Chen is not afraid of being targeted, he is afraid of trouble, since he can avoid this trouble by writing a word, Ye Chen was not hypocritical and agreed.

Master Pessim smiled with satisfaction, but even if a smile appeared on his face, it still made people look sad.

"Sect Master Ye, I'll sacrifice my ugliness first and write a word. ”

After Master Sorrow finished speaking, he took out a set of fine pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage ring, and the pen, ink and paper inkstone had a strong aura, which was obviously not ordinary, at least at the level of spiritual weapons.

Master Grief laid out a piece of rice paper full of aura, groaned slightly, and then dipped the pen in ink, and slowly wrote the word 'sadness'.

Halfway through the writing of the word 'sadness', a strong aura of sadness flowed in the Xinghuo Temple, and when the word 'sadness' was all written, the sadness reached the extreme.

Sang Baimei couldn't bear it at first, for a while, he was in a trance, and he had been planning day and night for decades, just to let the scene of the Flying Star Academy's hard work emerge in his heart, sadness came from his heart, and tears flowed in his eyes.

Immediately after that, Yu Wannian was also in tears, and he worked hard all his life, just because of the lack of resources of the sect, he almost died some time ago, and now he survives, but he has no chance of becoming a grandmaster, let alone becoming a king.

"Do you regret it?" Yu Wannian couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, "If I left the Flying Star Academy when I first entered the Divine Realm, even if I didn't go to other big forces, being a wandering martial artist would be stronger than now." ”

Thinking like this, Yu Wannian felt a little resentful in his heart, and the seeds of resentment grew rapidly under the nourishment of the word 'sadness', and soon his eyes shot a resentful gaze.

Wan Zi was wary in his conscience, glanced at the word 'sadness', and hurriedly turned his head, but he still felt the impact, and secretly said in his heart: Master Sadness is really powerful, just one word can affect the mood of the warrior. If you suddenly write it out during the battle, the opponent must be caught off guard, and maybe the boat will capsize in the gutter, and the master of sorrow will seize the opportunity and defeat it with one move.

Master Pessimism put down the brush and felt complacent.

Calligraphy in the martial arts world is both related to and very different from the calligraphy of ordinary people, and martial artists practice calligraphy to cultivate their self-cultivation, temper their souls, and use calligraphy to actively influence others.

The word 'sadness' he wrote just now is not so simple, he has integrated a part of the artistic conception of the soul. If you go further, it's a tragic character.

Therefore, the word 'sadness' on the table is aggressive, which is also the willingness of Sang Baimei, Yu Wannian and others to be affected.

Master Sadness tried to test Ye Chen through the word 'sadness'.

He looked up and frowned instantly.

I saw Ye Chen walk down from his seat and look around the word 'sadness' twice, there was not the slightest sadness on his face, it was obvious that Ye Chen was not affected by the word 'sadness'.

"What's going on?"

Master Sorrow was stunned, although the word 'sadness' came to him easily, it didn't take much effort. But that's because it's not necessary, he is known as the master of sorrow, and the word he practices the most is the word 'sadness'.

It can even be said that the word 'sadness' is integrated into his exercises, even if it is a Tongshen Realm martial artist of the same level, once he sees it, it is difficult to quickly get rid of the sad aura.

But Ye Chen was completely surprised by his expectations, and he didn't even react.

"Could it be that Ye Chen is carrying the treasure of the Flying Star Academy?" Master Bei guessed in his heart.

As the sect master of the Flying Star Academy, Ye Chen carried the sect's treasure with him, which was also reasonable. But according to the news of Yokoyama Academy, Feixing Academy does not have such treasures.

"It's weird. Master Sorrow was puzzled.

Just when Master Pessimism was speculating, Ye Chen nodded and said: "The font structure is appropriately proportioned, has a sense of beauty, and the most important thing is that the artistic conception is very deep. Good words, good words, good words. ”

Ye Chen said three good words in a row, and Sang Baimei, who had been immersed in the breath of sadness, was shocked, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity.

"What happened to me? All of a sudden I felt like I had nothing to do. Sang Baimei said in a trance.

It is the word of the master of sorrow. Yu Wannian took a deep breath and said with fear, "Master Sorrow's words are not only in the realm of shock, but also can affect the soul of a martial artist, and even I, who condenses the soul, can't extricate myself." ”

"What?"

Sang Baimei's face changed drastically, he didn't expect Master Pestry's words to be so powerful that they could affect martial artists of the same level.

If Master Sorrow made a move just now, he would have no power to fight back, and at this moment, he knew a little more about the methods of the powerhouses of the Tongshen Realm.

"It's not good, ...... sect master"

Sang Baimei was anxious in his heart, thinking of Ye Chen, he hurriedly looked over and found that Ye Chen was safe and sound.

"It was the Sect Master who woke me up just now, which means that the Sect Master is not affected by Master Sorrow's font. Is it because the sect master knows calligraphy, or is the sect master's strength able to compete with Master Sorrow......"

Sang Baimei didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

Seeing that Ye Chen's words woke up Sang Baimei and Yu Wannian, Master Pessimistic raised his eyelids, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and then his eyelids drooped down again, and said lightly: "Sect Master Ye, it's your turn." ”

"Good. ”

Ye Chen did not refuse, came to the table opposite Master of Compassion, and also took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, although the pen, ink and paper inkstone prepared by Ye Chen was extraordinary, but it was far from the one used by Master Compassion, and there was no aura on it.

Seeing this, Master Pessimism shook his head secretly, becoming more and more disbelieving in Ye Chen's font. As the saying goes, the subtleties see the truth, if Ye Chen is really a calligraphy master, how can he use such rough calligraphy supplies?

"What do you write?"

Ye Chen muttered to himself, then his brows stretched, and he quickly put pen to paper, Master Sadness, Yu Wannian and others looked over, and they saw the word 'Xi' that was upright and eye-catching.

Immediately afterwards, everyone seemed to have come from the country of sadness to the sea of happy flowers, and all kinds of happy things that they had experienced in most of their previous lives seemed to have been experienced again.

It's like a long drought and nectar, a foreign country meets an old acquaintance, the cave room spends candle night, and the gold list is inscribed.

This word is good, it is festive and happy to look at. ”

Sang Baimei said happily.

"yes. Yu Wannian nodded, "And this word is also the word of the Amazing Realm, now I believe that the word on the sect plaque was written by the sect master." ”

"I can't see it. ”

Wan Ziliang pursed his lips: "This character is indeed good, but compared with Master Sadness's words, it is still a big difference." ”

"It's all words of the Amazing Realm, how can it be said that there is a big difference, it should be said that it is the same. Sang Baimei was not convinced.

"Hmph, the words of Master Pessimism make people involuntarily immersed in it at a glance, and they can't extricate themselves. However, although Sect Master Ye's words are also in the realm of shock, they only make people happy, but they can't make people indulge in it and make judgments. Wan Ziliang put his hands behind his back and looked determined.

"This ......"

Sang Baimei opened his mouth and was speechless.

Wan Ziliang said it well, it is also a word in the realm of shock, Ye Chen's words are not addicted to the extent that people can't extricate themselves, from this point of view, they are not as good as the words of Master Sadness.

"Master, you won. Wan Ziliang congratulated.

Master of Compassion has been silent since Ye Chen finished writing, he glanced at Ye Chen, who also did not speak, and let out a long sigh, full of sadness: "I lost." ”

(End of chapter)

(Battlefield Literature)