Ye Tianyi certainly knew what Mobai meant.
Since Ye Tianyi had delivered himself to his doorstep, Ye Tianyi naturally would not let him go.
It just so happened that he had attracted all the attention, and the others would not have a chance to strike up a conversation with Duanmu Xuan.
"Well, how about we improvise a round first?"
Mobai said with a smile.
Ye Tianyi nodded. "Of course, no problem."
"Well, then … Great Master Wuxin, please come up with the question."
Great Master Wuxin stroked his beard and nodded. "Well, it's good to see the two of you play chess for us. In your opinion, what kind of question should we come up with?"
Jian Nanshan then said, "Old Man thinks we should come up with a relatively niche question. Firstly, we also want to see some niche poems. Secondly, because the subject matter is niche, coupled with improvisation, it can better reflect the level of the two of you."
In fact, his words, as well as Great Master Wuxin's question, were all reasonable.
Of course, they all doubted whether Ye Tianyi was the author of this poem. If it was a niche question, it could be guaranteed that it would not be prepared in advance.
Ye Tianyi was not afraid. After all, he was a person who had experienced poetry gatherings. He knew what these people were thinking, and Ye Tianyi had a lot of poems in his mind.
"Well, let me think about it."
Great Master Wuxin thought for a moment, then looked at Huang Lian and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you come up with a question?"
"Great Master Wuxin," Huang Lian declined tactfully.
"Well, okay."
Then he looked at Ye Tianyi and Mobai and said, "Well, the two of you are not simple people. Mobai is the future leader of the Divine Tactics Sect, and Ye Tianyi is also a top genius. For the two of you, I guess you haven't encountered many setbacks in this life, right?"
Mobai nodded. "Yes, I was born in the Divine Tactics Sect, so I do have some natural advantages in some aspects. The most setbacks I have encountered are in cultivation or relationships. I'm sure I have fewer setbacks than many warriors."
"Well, then let's do it this way. Imagine that you have lost all your glory now, and each use a poem to express your attitude under such a mentality. How about that?"
Great Master Wuxin asked.
This theme was a bit similar to Ye Tianyi's "I'm Born to Be Useful" and "I Must Enjoy Life to the Fullest". However, Master Wuxin believed that if it was plagiarism, he would not have prepared two top-notch songs for the same theme.
No problem.
"No problem!"
Mobai nodded.
Then they looked at Ye Tianyi.
"Sure."
"Good. Is 15 minutes is enough?"
"Enough!"
Then, the two sat sat sat had sat sat sat.
Soon, an's improvised poem was.
"it" is!
Mobai stood stood stood stood.
"good!
Then present, show it show it show us.
Said said said said said said.
"Yes!"
Then, Mobai presented his poem. Huang Lian, Great Master Wuxin, and a group of people of high status were there to admire Mobai's poem.
"Yes."
Some of them were nodding, obviously praising the standard of Mobai's poem.
Then, they looked up at Ye Tianyi.
Ye Tianyi finished writing the last word, then stood up and presented the poem.
Huang Lian prayed in her heart that nothing would go wrong.
Duanmu Xuan stood there without saying a word.
Now, she might not even have to think of ways to get to know Great Master Wuxin. If Ye Tianyi could really get to know Great Master Wuxin, it would definitely be more useful than her own efforts.
However, the premise was that Ye Tianyi had to have real talent. Otherwise, even if he was an Imperial Emperor, it wouldn't be enough.
"Yes."
Great Master Wuxin took it, and then they all looked at Ye Tianyi's poem.
Ye Tianyi and Mo Bai stood together and looked at each other with a smile. They looked like they had a good relationship.
When they saw Ye Tianyi's poem, they all frowned in unison.
When Mobai saw them frowning, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
It seemed that Ye Tianyi's poem was not of a good standard.
Gradually, their frowns eased again.
After reading it, they looked at each other.
"Everyone should have some evaluation in their hearts, right?"
They nodded.
Then, Great Master Wuxin looked at Ye Tianyi and asked, "Little Brother Ye, your word …"
Ye Tianyi scratched his head awkwardly and said, "I haven't practiced writing in the first place, and I haven't written in a long time."
"Hahaha, I can understand, I can understand. However, if Little Brother Ye wants to have some achievements in this area in the future, you still have to practice your word."
Great Master Wuxin said.
Ye Tianyi nodded and said, "I understand."
"Then …"
Great Master Wuxin looked at everyone and said, "Which one do you think is better?"
The others were anxious to death. Which one was better?
Did Ye Tianyi plagiarize?
Did he really have the ability to write such a good poem?
Huang Lian said indifferently, "Then I'll go first."
Then, she looked at Ye Tianyi with her Beautiful Eyes and said, "I think Ye Tianyi has won this round."
"What!?"
Mobai felt that he had heard wrongly. Ye Tianyi had won by a small margin?
Or was Huang Lian defending Ye Tianyi?
"Well, I have to say that the Emperor's poem does look better!
Of course, Venerable Mo's is also very good, but it's a little worse than the other one. "
Another old man said.
"That's what I think as well."
Mobai frowned.
His impromptu poem was already of a high level in his opinion, so how could it be inferior?
Then, they looked at Great Master Wuxin.
Great Master Wuxin smiled and said, "It's indeed Little Brother Ye's poem that's better."
Whoosh — —
Everyone exclaimed.
Duanmu Xuan also let out a long sigh of relief.
Then, Great Master Wuxin waved his hand and two poems appeared in the void.
"Everyone, you can also have a taste."
They looked up, and Mobai also looked up to see where his poem was inferior to Ye Tianyi's.
Then, he knew that it was indeed inferior.
A dragon is teased by a shrimp on the beach, a tiger is bullied by a dog.
A leopard cat is as fierce as a tiger, a phoenix is inferior to a chicken.
A tiger hides deep in the mountains and listens to the whistling of the wind, a dragon lies in the shallows and waits for the tide.
At the end of the sea, the sky is the shore, the mountain reaches the peak, and I am the peak.
If the sun can rise again, the roc spreads its wings and hates that the sky is too low.
Who doesn't have a tiger? Wait for my wind and mountain to rise again.
One day, when a dragon obtains water, it will make the Yangtze River flow backward.
One day, when a phoenix returns to its nest, it will make the Great Wall never fall.
One day, when a tiger returns to the mountain, it will dye half the sky with blood.
One day, when the east mountain rises, the phoenix is the phoenix, and the chicken is the chicken.
One day, when a lion enters the forest, I will roar and shake the mountains and rivers.
One day, when I travel to the underworld, I will turn the underworld upside down.
One day, when I travel to the horizon, the gods kneel beside me.
One day, when a phoenix soars to the sky, I will make the world cry for me.
One day, when I rise up, I will be the only one in the world.
The heroes of the world come from my generation, once I enter the jianghu, time will be destroyed.
Grand plans and hegemony talk and laugh, but life is just a drunken stupor.
Who doesn't have a hero's day of misfortune, waiting for me to rise again?
In terms of success or failure, life is heroic. At worst, I can start all over again.