Hwa Xiong had been rebuffed.
However, he was not angry and started to grind the ink himself.
A moment later, Hwa Xiong picked up the brush and looked at the Xuan paper on the table in front of him thoughtfully.
Cai Yong and the others waited for a while, but he didn't start writing.
Just as everyone was getting impatient and was about to urge him…
Hwa Xiong's gaze suddenly turned cold. It was as if he had changed into a different person, and his aura suddenly changed.
From the general on the battlefield, he suddenly had a refined temperament.
At the same time, the brush in his hand landed heavily on the paper. He stopped after writing one word.
This made Cai Yong and the others somewhat puzzled.
Calligraphy? How could one only write one word?
"Tsk, I thought there was…"
Shi Sunrui casually walked forward, sneering disdainfully as he casually glanced over.
However, when he looked over, his eyes seemed to have taken root, and he could not move his eyes away.
The words in his mouth also stopped abruptly.
Shi Sun Rui seemed to have seen something shocking, and his face revealed a horrified expression.
Cai Yong, Yang Zan, and the others were waiting to hear how Shi Sunrui would mock Hua Xiong, but suddenly, there was no movement.
They looked at each other suspiciously and walked forward to carefully observe Hwa Xiong's handwriting.
Just like Shi Sunrui, they were all dumbstruck.
Because Hwa Xiong's handwriting…was simply too unique!
Hwa Xiong simply wrote the word 'handsome'.
However, it moved the brush nimbly and quickly, and its handwriting was thin and strong. It was thin but did not lose its flesh.
No one present had ever heard of such words.
They subconsciously wanted to observe.
However, Hua Xiong only wrote one word, which made Cai Yong and the others feel a little unsatisfied.
"Wen Hou, why didn't you continue writing?”
Shi Sunrui asked shamelessly, completely forgetting that he was the one who was laughing at Hwa Xiong.
"There's no ink left."
Hwa Xiong shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be helpless.
Bullsh * t!
The ink that you've been grinding for so long just now was only written on one word. How could it be gone?
But everyone knew that Hwa Xiong was putting on airs.
"I'll do it!"
"I'll do it!"
Cai Yong, Yang Zan, and the others scrambled to grind the ink for Hua Xiong, completely losing their previous arrogance.
After all, they were all calligraphy lovers. Seeing this type of handwriting that was completely different from their predecessors, they really could not help but feel the urge to learn and observe.
Wang Yun, who was beside him, was dumbfounded.
Didn't they say that they looked down on Hwa Xiong? Why did they suddenly start to lick his boots?
Cai Yong grinded the ink for Hua Xiong for a while.
Hwa Xiong pondered for a moment before taking another piece of paper.
The pen moved like a dragon and snake, and a series of words appeared on the paper.
"No matter what difficulties we encounter, don't be afraid. Smile and face him. The best way to eliminate fear is to face it. Perseverance is victory.”
It was enough to show the depth of Hua Xiong's calligraphy skills.
Everyone gathered around.
Although no one knew what Olly meant by giving it to them, it did not stop them from admiring Hwa Xiong's calligraphy.
Before the Three Kingdoms, there were traditional, regular script, seal script, official script, and cursive script, but the official script was still the main one.
Lishu, also known as Han Li, was a solemn font commonly seen in Chinese characters.
Hwa Xiong's handwriting was a brand new font that had never appeared before!
This kind of thin, straight, and refreshing calligraphy style required extremely high calligraphy skills and self-restraint, as well as a calm state of mind to complete.
Judging from the way Hwa Xiong held the brush, it would take him twenty to thirty years to reach such a level.
Not to mention that he had created this brand new font.
If it was in a martial arts novel, he would definitely create his own martial arts and become a grandmaster.
"The heavenly bones are strong and beautiful, like bending iron and breaking gold.”
Cai Yong looked at Hwa Xiong's handwriting in a daze and sighed softly.
"The brush is smooth and dripping, showing off its sharpness. It is full of pride, as if it is cutting gold and jade. You can really be called a great master!"
Shi Sunrui couldn't help but nod.
Hwa Xiong couldn't help but snicker in his heart.
He did not expect the passive skill Calligraphy Master he had obtained from the lottery draw to be quite useful.
With a calligraphy master, Hwa Xiong had automatically mastered all kinds of Chinese characters from the past 5,000 years, and they were all at the level of a master.
Hua Xiong took out the Skinny Gold Body of Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, and directly stunned Cai Yong and the others.
When everyone regained their senses, they looked at Hwa Xiong with fervent eyes.
"Who created this font? What's your name?"
Hwa Xiong had enjoyed such gazes many times, so he nodded without blushing or panting.
"This is called the Thin Gold Body. I created it myself!”
Although they were mentally prepared, Cai Yong and the others couldn't help but be shocked.
Whether it was calligraphy or martial arts, to be able to create one, one was definitely at the grandmaster level!
No matter what, they couldn't understand how a martial artist like Hwa Xiong could write such a handwriting!
Cai Yong was silent for a moment. He straightened his sleeves and bowed deeply to Hua Xiong.
"Please accept my bow!"
"Lord Cai is too polite."
Hwa Xiong smiled and waved his hand.
"I wonder when Wen Hou will be free. I will hold a banquet at the residence to welcome Wen Hou's arrival.”
Cai Yong looked at Hwa Xiong expectantly.
"Yes, yes. We can exchange calligraphy together.”
"Wen Hou, don't hide anything."
Shi Sunrui and the others were also looking forward to it.
"Sure, sure."
Hwa Xiong laughed it off and brushed off Shi Sunrui and the others, then secretly arranged with Cai Yong to visit tomorrow.
After eating and drinking to their hearts 'content, the guests left their seats.
Cai Yong held Hua Xiong's calligraphy ink and returned to his mansion as if he had obtained a treasure.
Although it was already late at night, he could not suppress his excitement and studied Hwa Xiong's thin golden body.
"Seconds, seconds!"
Seeing the excitement, Cai Yong couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.
"Father, it's so late. Why aren't you sleeping yet?”
It turned out that Cai Yong's daughter, Cai Wenji, heard the commotion and got up to check.
She saw Cai Yong smiling foolishly in the middle of the night and wondered if her father had lost his mind.
Cai Yong raised his head and smiled when he saw his daughter.
"I got a good calligraphy treasure today. Come and take a look.”
Cai Wenji came over and peeked her head out to take a look. She could not help but be stunned.
After a while, she couldn't help but comment,
"The bones of the heavens are beautiful, and the atmosphere is pleasant. No wonder Father didn't sleep in the middle of the night to observe.”
Cai Yong chuckled." Guess who wrote this?”
Cai Wenji pondered for a moment and said softly,
"I've never seen this handwriting before, and without thirty years of calligraphy practice, it's impossible to write at this level. It must be some calligraphy senior?”
Cai Yong burst out laughing, causing Cai Wenji to be at a loss.
"Wenji, this master will come to visit me tomorrow. You'll know then.”
Cai Yong laughed.
Upon hearing this, Cai Wenji, who was a calligraphy enthusiast, could not help but look forward to it.
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