Yang Zhen still hasn't figured out why the mean cat had to make such a big fuss in Tieling City and insisted on making him meet this Mr. Su.

Or maybe the reason why the bitch said such provocative words was not to let him meet Mr. Su, but simply to let him make Tieling City a mess?

But what happens after all the chaos?

Yang Zhen is impatient, and everyone Su has seen it. Until now, he still hasn't figured out what this bastard Jianmao is up to, so he might as well add fuel to the fire and offend everyone in Tieling City! Seeing that everyone around him was cursing, Yang Zhen laughed loudly, stepped on a clean and tidy chair, and said, "Why, you don't accept it? This saucy saint will not change his name, and I am Yang Zhen. If you have any objections, come at me and see if my talent is two pounds heavier than yours!"

Puff! Someone just drank the tea brought by the two girls of Caiwei, and when he heard Yang Zhen's words, he immediately sprayed it all out, and there was more than one person. For a moment, the whole bell tower was filled with the sound of spraying water.

Damn it, it's not possible to change your name, who just said that your name is Yang Kang, if Tian Rou didn't happen to know you, would you admit that your name is Yang Zhen? It's also two pounds heavier, is talent measured by pounds?

A young man nearby was shaking with anger and said, "Okay, okay, what an arrogant fellow! I am not talented enough, but I am willing to compete with you in reciting a poem!"

While paying attention to Mr. Su's expression, Yang Zhen sneered, glanced at the young man, and said, "Comparing poems? When this sage was reciting poems, you were probably still playing in the mud!"

Hearing this, everyone felt absurd. When you were reciting poems and writing couplets, this young man was playing in the mud. You two are about the same age. If that young man was playing in the mud, wouldn’t you have been reciting poems and writing couplets while playing in the mud? Everyone’s face was playful, and just as they were about to make sarcastic remarks, they suddenly heard Yang Zhen say, “I will recite a poem at random, such as “Fallen petals are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers”, and “The moonlight in front of the bed is like frost on the ground. I look up at the moon and look down at my hometown. If you can recite these verses that I was inspired to write while playing in the mud, you will lose!”

Wow! Everyone was shocked when they heard the poem Yang Zhen recited. Many people even dropped their teacups to the ground.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and doubt, and were all stunned, as if they had just witnessed Yang Zhen's true talent.

Especially the young man who wanted to compete with Yang Zhen in poetry, his face turned red, he opened his mouth several times and wanted to say something but stopped himself, his expression gradually changed, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Tian Rou's eyes were shining with admiration, and she played the role of a little fan girl to the fullest. Su Dajia even muttered to herself, repeating a verse and a half of Yang Zhen's poem, and looked at Yang Zhen with surprise.

Yang Zhen glanced at everyone, put his feet on the chair, put his arms on his knees, and asked everyone: "Is there anyone who wants to compete with me in poetry? Come on, come on, I want to beat a bunch of people!"

"snort!"

A light snort was heard, and everyone immediately looked towards the source of the sound, exclaiming, "It's Master Wei. Master Wei was the top of the Wenhua Ranking last month. I didn't expect him to be here too!"

"Great, with Master Wei here, Yang Zhen might be embarrassed."

"That's for sure. Young Master Wei's attainments in Taoism are second to none. Just one sentence can make Yang Zhen speechless and feel inferior to him!"

Young Master Wei was also very young, only in his twenties. He stared at Yang Zhen and said, "What's so great about knowing two poems? You can just use the poems you learned by chance in the past as a facade. They are not real talents or knowledge!"

Hearing this, the young man who had just wanted to compete with Yang Zhen in poetry looked a little better and looked at Young Master Wei with gratitude.

Master Wei ignored him, stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Buddha said that all living things in the world are treated equally. Why do you think you are superior to others?"

It started. Everyone looked at Master Wei excitedly. When Master Wei was arguing, he was always full of vigor and looked particularly handsome! Why was he superior to others? Yang Zhen laughed loudly, blinked his eyes and said, "The Buddha said, it cannot be said!"

"What?"

Master Wei took two steps back and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and suspicion.

Everyone present looked suspicious, not knowing what Yang Zhen meant by this and why the words "unspeakable" made Master Wei's face change drastically.

Su Dajia's eyes brightened again, and he looked at Yang Zhen deeply, muttering to himself: "What a great saying that cannot be said. What Yang Zhen said is not wrong, but what he said is also wrong. It is better not to say anything. He is really a wise man!"

Yang Zhen looked at the group of people who were glaring at him, chuckled, and said loudly: "How should I deal with people who slander me, deceive me, insult me, laugh at me, look down on me, despise me, hate me, and cheat me?"

“This…this…”

Master Wei retreated again and again and was forced to the edge of the crowd. He looked at Yang Zhen with a look of surprise and doubt.

Ever since Yang Zhen came, some people have been mocking him. Although he was implicated by Xue Zongli, what Yang Zhen said at this time was all true. But no one expected that Yang Zhen would say all these things at this time, and so to the point!

Master Wei's face changed, and he seemed to want to say something several times, but he had nothing to say and his expression was extremely ugly.

Yang Zhen looked around and said disdainfully: "Just tolerate him, let him be, let him be, avoid him, endure him, respect him, ignore him, wait a few more years and see what happens to him."

Boom! A thunderclap suddenly appeared above the bell tower, rumbling throughout the entire Tieling City, deafening and shocking, making people turn pale and look towards the bell tower.

"what happened?"

"It's from the direction of the clock tower. It must be that Master Su has spoken a warning again. I didn't expect the thunder to be so earth-shattering this time."

"Hurry up, it is said that Yang Zhen appeared in the bell tower, and this thunder was caused by Yang Zhen!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"What, that bastard showed up, in the bell tower?"

"No, protect everyone Su!"

More and more people rushed towards the bell tower, and soon, hundreds of people surrounded the entire bell tower. More and more people rushed towards this side, all looking at the thunder in horror as it gradually disappeared in the air.

Inside the bell tower, everyone looked at Yang Zhen in doubt, shock flashing on their faces. Who could have imagined that Yang Zhen had such attainments in Taoist interviews? With just two sentences, he asked and answered his own questions. Not only did he force Master Wei to step back repeatedly without being able to utter a word, he even caused a warning to the world. It was truly terrifying.

Mr. Su was shocked all over and muttered to himself, as if he understood what Yang Zhen had just said. The admiration in Tianrou's eyes became even stronger.

The people around were all looking at Yang Zhen in horror. For a moment, everyone's eyes gradually fell on Gan Bailin.

Gan Bailin's expression changed as he secretly glanced at Su Dajia. Seeing that Su Dajia was staring at Yang Zhen in a daze, his face suddenly turned pale. He gritted his teeth and walked out of the crowd, saying to Yang Zhen, "Yang Zhen, you are so arrogant. Do you dare to compete with me in painting?"

How to paint?

Yang Zhen was stunned and stared at Gan Bailin blankly.

Seeing Yang Zhen like this, Gan Bailin suddenly felt reassured. He laughed and said, "If you don't dare to compete, just admit that you are not as skilled as others. Don't worry, I won't make it too difficult for you. After all, you are a talent, you have your strengths and you have people above you. Don't be so arrogant in the future... What's that look in your eyes?"

Yang Zhen looked at Gan Bailin with a strange expression, and asked curiously: "Hasn't anyone told you that what I am best at is not poetry and couplets, but painting?"

"What?" Gan Bailin was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen in doubt.

Hearing the word "painting", Su Dajia and Tian Rou looked at each other and showed surprise.

(End of this chapter)