After listening to the poems Qingyao recited, Qi Ji was speechless.

Qi Ji had already roughly understood before that the literary level of Zhongheng Continent was a bit low.

And now, after seeing the poems of these so-called poetry seedlings.

Qi Ji has completely overturned my three views. It is either too silly or too funny. Any of the slightly better ones can only be regarded as mediocre works.

…

The 98th poem comes from Changsun Yawei from Qingyu City in Fengqing City.

After seeing this name, Qingyao felt very familiar with it.

Isn't this Yawei, who is known as Shi Ya? She is here too. It seems that she will definitely be the first this time. Qingyao thought.

The eldest grandson Yawei is only 15 years old now, but she has already become a one-star poet.

This talent is even stronger than hers, because she achieved one star at the age of 16.

Qingyao finally revealed a smile and she recited slowly.

"The sky is filled with stars, and a vague call suddenly rings in my ears"

"Like the language of stars, changing all the time."

"The dream remains, but the road is long."

"The thoughts under the night sky remind me of the poems I wrote as a child."

"Smile slightly and keep it in your heart."

"It's time to move on again. Thousands of stars are sending me off, and their voices reveal their reluctance to let me go."

"I waved goodbye to them."

"Look back and move forward with a smile."

After reading the poem, Qingyao felt a mysterious spirit of self-confidence and optimism from it.

If you read this poem when you are in trouble or suffering, it can have a unique soothing effect on your heart.

"Not bad, Zhangsun Yawei, 80 points." Qingyao said approvingly.

80 points is the highest score for now. If nothing unexpected happens, she will definitely be the first in the first round of assessment, Qingyao thought.

"80 points! That's amazing! I only got 55 points!"

"Why are you 55% pretending to look so lost? I 30% didn't say anything."

"Is that Chang Sun Yawei? She is so beautiful."

"That's my wife, look away."

"That's my wife, you fake."

…

Qi Ji originally came here just to be a spectator.

After seeing this level of poetry, I had already lost interest.

When it came to the last poem about 80, Qi Ji just shook his head slightly.

In his opinion, this level of poetry was just at the level of his elementary school graduation and there was nothing to be proud of.

"Weier, Dier, let's go. There's nothing good to stay here. It's boring enough." Qi Ji shook his head.

After hearing what their brother said, Ravi and Miti also nodded.

They also felt that this place was quite boring and wanted to leave.

Under Qi Ji's leadership, the three of them quickly left the manor.

It comes quietly and leaves quietly, without taking away a cloud.

Those warriors focused all their attention on Qingyao.

I didn't even bother to check on other people's movements.

Even if there is, they don't care.

After all, it is other people's freedom to stay or leave.

And it doesn’t matter whether there are more or fewer people.

Next is the Girl of Light from the Sky-blasting Gang of the Star Country.

After seeing this introduction, Qingyao's face was full of question marks.

Does Xingchen have a gang called the Sky-blasting Gang? And the Lady of Light is obviously just a code name.

In fact, this address is Qi Ji's masterpiece.

And the Girl of Light is naturally the nickname Qi Ji gave to Miti.

As for Lavie, Qi Ji gave her the title of Daughter of Darkness.

After all, the three of them just sneaked in, and they must not reveal their real address and name. Qi Ji didn't want to cause trouble.

Qingyao recited slowly.

"The holy light shines, cleansing the hearts of the earthly souls."

"The sacred scepter sweeps away the mysterious haze of the world."

“The light of spirituality heals the wounds of suffering.

"The secret story awakens beautiful thoughts."

After reading this poem, Qingyao was very surprised, because this poem actually has profound power.

And according to her judgment, this poem has reached the pinnacle of one star and is just a little bit away from reaching the level of two stars.

"Daughter of Light, 85 points."

After saying this, Qingyao glanced at the people in front of her.

Apart from seeing the shocked expressions of these people, she didn't see anyone who looked like the Daughter of Light.

Because when the results are announced, that person will often stand up and identify himself or herself.

Of course, this does not apply to those whose grades are extremely poor.

"Is the Lady of Light here?" Qingyao asked with a smile.

Everyone present remained calm, and after a while, no one responded.

Qingyao frowned and glanced back inadvertently.

She suddenly remembered that there were three people, one man and two women, sitting at a table at the back.

And now those three people are all gone.

In other words, the Daughter of Light is one of those two women.

Qingyao was very confused as to why those three people just left like that.

Instinctively, she picked up another manuscript called The Daughter of Darkness and began to read it.

"The boundless darkness devours the infinite!"

"Holding the weapons of darkness, dancing wildly in the darkness."

"I disappear among all living things, letting the fear circle around and around!"

"I am darkness, the longing in my heart, in the dark forest."

"A glimmer of light appears, and the long sword is swung!"

After reading this poem, Qingyao had the illusion of falling into a dark abyss.

This actually has the mystery of the dark element, and the level of this poem should have almost reached two stars. What kind of monsters are they? Qingyao thought in horror.

Qingyao had seen those two girls before, although only for a moment.

But she was sure that one of the girls was no more than 12 years old and the other no more than 15 years old.

At this moment, everyone present began to talk.

"The Lady of Light and the Lady of Darkness are definitely big shots. This poem is so amazing."

"Yes, yes, I was immediately attracted by these two poems. I feel that these two poems are two extremes."

"Yes, the Lady of Light feels like she is floating in heaven, while the Lady of Darkness feels like she is swimming in hell."

"It's full of profound power, and is no less powerful than Changsun Yawei."

"What I'm most curious about is not this, but what kind of gang is the Sky-blasting Gang? They seem to be very powerful."

…

Qingyao shook her head helplessly, because the so-called Daughter of Light and Daughter of Darkness had disappeared without a trace.

She picked up the last piece of manuscript and looked at the few sloppy words on it. She no longer had the desire to read on.

But out of respect for the creator, Qingyao still read it out slowly.

"The heart is like a double silk net, with thousands of knots in it."

There are only these short 10 words. After Qingyao finished reading this poem, she seemed to have thought of something.

He continued to recite it several times.

"The heart is like a double silk net, with thousands of knots in it!"

The more Qingyao recited, the more she felt that this poem contained a strange and profound power.

But this poem was too abstract for her.

She just felt that the poem was extremely profound, but she had no idea how profound it was.

She looked at the author's name, the leader of the Zhatian Gang Shenxiu.

"Lord Shenxiu? What is this thing? Why is it so strange?" Qingyao whispered in confusion.