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Accept a courtesan as a student?

Yang Xing was somewhat surprised by this sudden mission.

However, the reward for this mission was quite generous.

It could increase his soul power by five stages!

That meant that as long as Yang Xing accepted this Courtesan Belle, he could step into the Soul Grandmaster realm!

"This woman is a level four Great Martial Master. It won't be easy to take her in as a student.”Yang Xing rubbed his chin, thinking about how to take in this Courtesan Belle student.

"How is it? Isn't she very charming?" Xiong Wu slapped Yang Xing's shoulder.

At this moment, the two of them were really like good brothers.

Indeed, a man's friendship was the easiest to establish in such an occasion.

"Unfortunately, I, Xiong Wu, am a rough man. I only know how to drink and tell dirty jokes and limericks. This kind of occasion is not suitable for me.”Xiong Wu shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, someone had already started to go on stage to give a speech.

"Standing upright on the North Sea, I look at the Yan River. The wind blows across the thousands of miles of Yan Country. I raise my cup and shout loudly in my heart, It's hard to find a bosom friend to seek pleasure.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at the Purple Swallow Courtesan Belle who was sitting in front of the zither.

However, the Purple Swallow Courtesan Belle did not move at all.

"Go down. This poem of yours is clearly imitating someone else's poem.”

"Lady Ziyan doesn't even like him.”

Listening to the ridicule of others, this person blushed and covered his face as he walked down the stage.

A few more people followed, but the poems they wrote were all ordinary.

A few of them caught his eye, and the purple-swallow courtesan only played her zither slightly.

At this moment, Yan Beihou finally stepped onto the stage.

The entire place fell silent.

"A storm of ten thousand troops came, the soul was destroyed, the city was destroyed, no one cried. A sword and a horse to fight in all directions, a man and a city to defend for ten years.”

When Yan Beihou's poem came out, everyone seemed to see a scene.

One person stood on top of a fortress, and there were tens of thousands of enemies outside.

At this moment, the sound of the zither rang out, and the entire hall fell silent.

That was the melody of the battlefield.

However, it only lasted for a short ten seconds.

"I heard that the new Courtesan Belle's zither skills are amazing.”Yan Beihou narrowed his eyes and looked at the Purple Swallow Courtesan Belle."But, this is a poem, can't it be paired with Miss Ziyan's song?”

"The general's poem is good, but it lacks some charm.”The red lips of the Purple Swallow Courtesan Belle under her veil moved slightly.

Yan Beihou seemed a little dissatisfied, but he was still unwilling to argue with a courtesan.

"I want to see what kind of poem can match your song today.”

Yan Beihou walked down the platform.

After that, many people took out their poems, but none of them surpassed Yan Beihou's, let alone a song.

"I'll sing a song."

At this moment, a voice came from the third floor.

Xiong Wu looked at Yang Xing, who was holding a wine glass, in surprise. Seeing that everyone's eyes were gathered on him, he said in a low voice,"Teacher Yang? You even know how to write lyrics?"

"A little." Yang Xing smiled slightly. Sorry, great poets of China. In order for me to accept this student, I can only accept your poems. Let these 'country bumpkins' widen their eyes and see what poetry is!

Yang Xing finished the wine in his cup and stared at the courtesan below the stage who was pretending to be calm."Withered vines, old trees, crows, small bridges, flowing water, old roads, west winds, thin horses. As the sun set, the heartbroken man was at the end of the world.”

As soon as he finished speaking.

Everyone was silent.

A few powerful cultivators closed their eyes at this moment, as if they were comprehending something.

At this moment, Hua Kui's zither music also sounded. It had to be said that it matched Yang Xing's desolate poem perfectly.

This caused the people in Spring Swallow Brothel to feel a faint sense of sadness, and the women immediately burst into tears.

The song ended.

"Pa, pa, pa." Everyone applauded.

Yan Beihou also praised,"What a good saying,'When the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken man is at the end of the world'."?Good poem, good poem!“

call

At this moment, a person in a corner suddenly stood up."I broke through! I actually broke through!"

The man clenched his fists and said respectfully to Yang Xing on the third floor,"Thank you, young master, for your poem today. It gave me an epiphany and allowed me to break through! Manager, today this young master's tea money is on my tab!”

Everyone was amazed.

Although everyone knew that reciting poems could improve one's state of mind, it was still rare to see someone break through after hearing a poem.

The Purple Swallow Courtesan Belle was also looking at Yang Xing on the third floor with a strange gaze.

"I wonder if anyone else is willing to come up and offer a poem.”The manager looked at the people around him.

But now that Yang Xing's poem was out, who would still have the face to embarrass themselves? Wasn't that asking for a snub?

The manager clenched his fists and respectfully faced the third floor."Young Master, please move your seat. Today, Miss Ziyan will accompany you to enjoy tea and the scenery.”

Xiong Wu looked at Yang Xing enviously. Courtesan Belle…Courtesan Belle…"

Yang Xing smiled as he bid Xiong Wu farewell and went downstairs.

Xiong Wu, who was behind him, was both envious and jealous.

When they reached the hall on the first floor, everyone made way for Yang Xing.

"Young master, your poem is very good. I wonder what you thought of my poem just now?”Many people were envious that Yan Beihou had initiated a conversation with Yang Xing.

"Your poem?" Yang Xing looked at Yan Beihou. It's a work of chaff."

Yan Beihou's expression changed.

The entire Spring Swallow Pavilion seemed to have fallen into a deathly silence.

"Oh my god, is Teacher Yang crazy?”Xiong Wu, who was on the third floor, patted his head. He had not expected Yang Xing to say such shocking words.

The others were also surprised.

"Does this guy want to die? He actually said that Yan Beihou's poems are rubbish.”

"Although he won, there's no need to be so arrogant.”

"It's over, it's over. I don't think he'll be able to walk out of the Spring Swallow Brothel today. Can't you see that the personal guards behind Yan Beihou are about to draw their swords?”

Yan Beihou looked at Yang Xing with a faint smile,""I wonder if Young Master has any brilliant ideas?"

"No, I don't. I'll give you a small piece."

Yang Xing said as he walked,"Kill one person every ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles." When the matter is over, I will brush my clothes and leave. I will hide in a deep place and tell my name.”

boom

When many people heard this, they felt their minds shake as if something had exploded.

Yan Beihou could not control his murderous aura. It was all because of this poem.

"What a good way to kill a person every ten steps and not leave a trace for a thousand miles. Tyrannical!" Yan Beihou stared at Yang Xing and praised him.

Suddenly, an explosive sound came from one of the servants behind Yan Beihou.

"Little Li?" Yan Beihou looked at his trusted aide behind him.

"Milord…I…I broke through. I'm a Great Martial Master now!" Xiao Li said excitedly.

Yan Beihou looked at his trusted aide, who had been stuck in the Martial Master Realm for a long time, in shock. He never expected that a poem today would actually allow him to make a breakthrough.

"Hurry up and thank this gentleman." Yan Beihou said.

Xiao Li immediately took a step forward and knelt on one knee. He clenched his fists and said,"Li Cheng, thank you for your guidance.”

Yang Xing did not expect that his poem would have such a huge effect.

This world was truly magical.

However, Yang Xing didn't care. Instead, he walked up to Courtesan Belle Zi Yan.

"Young Master is very talented." Ziyan stood up and bowed.

This woman even deliberately changed her voice.

Yang Xing stepped forward and grabbed Zi Yan's arms, helping her up. At the same time, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I didn't expect to see you here today after last night.”

Zi Yan's body stiffened, and her pupils dilated.

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