I am a corrupt official, but they say I am a loyal minister!

Calm down, be sure to calm down!

Be calm, be calm!

The third prince took a deep breath to calm down his inner excitement.

We haven't won yet, the most important thing now is to write well, so that we can win the final victory.

After about two cups of tea, the third prince finally calmed down his inner mood, let his body and mind fall into a state of emptiness, and began to write quickly on the rice paper.

Because the body and mind are relaxed, writing is very smooth and comfortable.

The words on this paper look a bit more beautiful than usual.

Outside the field, the people on Dayan's side were all smiling and full of praise.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince's handwriting is as smooth as ever, elegant and natural, even better than usual!"

"His Highness has fallen into an ethereal state and will definitely be able to perform exceptionally well!"

"Although I admire Lin Beifan very much and admire his handwriting, it's a pity that a major mistake occurred. We will definitely win this round!"

"God's will is with me and the road is with me, haha!"

……

Da Wu, on the other hand, started to lament and sigh, feeling very regretful.

"It seems that we are going to lose this round, what a pity!"

"It was going very well, but unexpectedly a gust of evil wind blew, disrupting the rhythm of the wine ceremony!"

"Time is also destiny, what can I do?"

"Forget it, let Dayan win once!"

……

In the martial arts arena, the third prince continued to splash ink.

As the beautiful words fell on the paper one after another, Dayan's side became more and more excited, while Dawu's side became more and more disappointed.

If there are no accidents, Dayan will definitely win this round!

Even the third prince thinks so.

Because I was in a very good mood, my writing became more relaxed, beautiful and generous.

The smile can't help but hang on your face

"After writing this word, I will win, and Dayan will win! Ha ha……"

At this moment, Lin Beifan lightly hooked his finger.

Zhou Liu Liuxu Gong, activate!

Zhou Liu Liuxu Gong is a magical skill that masters eight natural forces of heaven and earth, including the power of wind.

As Lin Beifan moved his fingers, a sudden gust of wind hit him

"call~~"

As if falling from the sky!

So caught off guard!

It was stronger and more fierce than the wind Lin Beifan encountered just now!

Smoke and dust were blown up and rolled into the third prince's face.

The third prince couldn't help but close his eyes.

However, the wind was so strong that it also blew the paper on the desk, floating up and making a grinning sound.

The third prince felt something was wrong and immediately opened his eyes.

But it's too late.

I saw that the brush in his hand had already drawn a huge piece of paper under the paper, as if the beginning of the world was split from it!

Many words were destroyed by this stroke, making the entire copybook look very ugly!

The third prince howled in grief:"No!!!"

The strong wind came and went as quickly as it came, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Only the third prince was left, standing in the distance with a dull expression, his mouth open, his eyes looking at the copybook on the table, full of shock, confusion, grief, regret, pity... The expression was very rich, as if someone had taken away his soul. similar

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Why is Your Highness mourning?"

……

Everyone on Dayan’s side was shocked!

Thinking something happened to the third prince, he immediately ran over anxiously.

However, when they saw this copybook, their expressions were the same as those of the third prince, with their mouths open and their eyes full of shock, confusion, grief, regret and pity...

Dawu, after seeing this copybook, cheered for joy

"This stroke was so bad that it ruined the entire copybook! Ha ha!"

"I thought I lost, but I didn’t expect a twist, haha!"

"Yes, Lin Jijiu just made a mistake, and the overall sensory impact was not big! But the name of His Highness the Third Prince is completely unacceptable!"

"Is this God's will? God’s will is on me!"

"Ha ha! We Dawu won!"

……

Even the empress sitting high on the dragon throne couldn't help but smile.

At this time, His Royal Highness the Third Prince blankly turned to look at the referee next to him, showing a flattering smile:"Can I write another one?"

The referee said expressionlessly:"Your Highness, the Third Prince, you are kidding! There has never been such a precedent since the Yanwu War! If you can rewrite it, then Lin Jijiu can also rewrite it?"

"We can compete again!"The third prince said expectantly.

Hope was ignited in Dayan's heart.

However, the referee remained expressionless:"I'm sorry, Your Highness, the third prince, this request is too much. Please forgive me for not being able to agree!"

Although he is a referee, he is also an official of Dawu. He must be on Dawu's side.

Within the rules and conditions, he must be biased towards Dawu.

Now that the victory has been secured, why do we have to compete again?

He dares to agree, and His Majesty will take care of it later. Him!

The eyes of the third prince and others dimmed instantly.

In the final vote, it was no surprise that Lin Beifan won, which also meant that Dawu won. The third prince looked at the result with blank eyes.

He spent all his money to bribe the opponent's strongest Contestant, the opponent did follow the instructions, but he still lost in the end?

And he still lost by his own hands!

This bizarre and cruel ending was unacceptable to him! He touched his heart and felt so cold!

"Your Highness, Third Prince, cheer up!"

"This is not your fault, but the influence of the weather. You see, Lin Beifan himself made a mistake!"

"It’s just a loss, we will win it back later!"

"You are our pillar, you cannot fail!"

……

Under the comfort of everyone, the third prince finally regained some energy and showed a forced smile:"Thank you for your concern. I am fine. I will just rest for a while!" He touched his heart and felt much better!

But at this moment, Lin Beifan's arrogant laughter came over:"Haha! I won again! I made mistakes, and you still can't win! It seems that you, Dayan, are really not good at it, you are so useless!"

Three His Royal Highness:"Pfft!"

Next, the literary fight continued

"The 4th round of the literary fight - drawing!"

"Please send a talent from each side to have a painting competition! The winner stays, the loser leaves! Until all five talents are defeated, the competition is over! The one who stays on the field will be the final winner!"

As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, each side sent a talented person.

The Dayan side sent the champion Tang Yong.

Since they had lost three games in a row, the Dayan delegation was in low spirits and their morale was greatly reduced.

They had to give their most stable performance. Tang Yong was sent up first.

The Dawu side sent talented people who were good at painting.

At this time, a box full of notes was delivered to the empress.

The note in the box was the title. Whatever topic the empress drew, both parties would draw it. What?

The empress took out a piece of paper, opened it and read:"Stone!"

So, both sides started to draw stones, which must be completed within one stick of incense. After the painting was completed, it was handed over to everyone for voting.

Next, it was time for Dayan's performance again

"52 votes to 22 votes, Dayan Tang Yong wins!"

"49 votes to 25 votes, Dayan Tang Yong wins!"

……

Only Tang Yong, the number one scholar, swept away Dawu's four talented representatives.

In this way, there was another situation where Lin Beifan was 1 against 5.

With much anticipation, Lin Beifan set foot on Lin Beifan again.

The Great Yan side is once again facing a formidable enemy.

It looked like Lin Beifan was seeing the big devil, with sweat all over his face.

Lin Beifan couldn't bear it and quickly smiled and said:"Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person.……"

Dayan side:"……"

"Sorry, I almost said what I was thinking! Lin

Beifan coughed and said seriously:"What I mean is that friendship comes first and competition comes second. Don't care so much about winning or losing. What matters is participation!" No matter how hard you try, you can't beat me! So don’t hold on, give in quickly, you will die sooner or later!"

The representative of Dayan is so angry that one Buddha was born, two Buddhas entered nirvana, and three Buddhas ascended to heaven!

Listen, are these human words?

You are not willing to give in to us if you are not so angry, are you?

"Lin Jijiu, don't be complacent, we will definitely win back in the next competition!"

"Just suffer death!"

……

"Come on then, I will take care of them all! Lin Beifan laughed proudly.

Next, the two sides began a painting competition.

Lin Beifan once again showed his amazing painting ability, beating the representative of Dayan again.

"72 votes to 5, Da Wulin Beifan wins!"

"69 votes to 8, Da Wulin Beifan wins!"

……

Lin Beifan once again defeated three people in a row with a big score!

The morale of Dawu's side was greatly boosted and they cheered!

In contrast, Dayan's morale was extremely low and he was disheartened!

It’s like seeing the ending of the losing streak again!

At this time, the Third Prince of Dayan secretly winked at Lin Beifan.

It hints to Lin Beifan that it's okay. You have performed well enough. Even if you lose, it's still an honor. Get out of the game quickly!

Don't wait until the last game, he's afraid of making the same unexpected mistake again!

Lin Beifan nodded slightly to express receipt.

The third prince secretly exhaled a breath, feeling lightened in his heart. He should be able to win this round, right?

Dayan sent the fourth talented man, Jia Zheng.

Although he is not a top three scholar, he still has the talent of number one and is a very rare scholar.

However, he looked very nervous at this time, his whole body was soaked with sweat, his face and corners of his mouth were still a little white, and he looked as if he was on the execution ground.

Lin Beifan couldn't help but ask:"Can you do it?"

"Okay...I can definitely do it!"Jia Zheng gritted his teeth and looked a little weak.

The personnel arrived and the two sides began to compete.

Lin Beifan performed as usual, preparing to add a few mistakes later to fool the third prince.

But Jia Zheng looked too nervous and his hands were all numb. He was a little shaky and his painting was not stable enough.

Lin Beifan sighed. This guy's mental quality is not good and he has already lost to the point where he doubts his life.

It seems that he needs to add a few more failures.

But at this moment, Jia Zheng suddenly raised his head. Come and look at Lin Beifan.

Lin Beifan responded with a friendly smile.

Just this smile startled Jia Zheng:"Oh!"

He slipped and fell to the ground!

He actually... fainted just like that!

The whole audience was stunned!

Lin Beifan was also stunned!

Why did you faint when you were so good?

In the conscience of heaven and earth, this is really not his fault.!

The Dayan representative team hurriedly ran over and helped Jia Zheng who fell on the ground.

"Jia Zheng, what’s wrong with you? Wake up!"

"What happened?"

……

At this time, the imperial doctor came over. After some examination and treatment, the person woke up, but he looked pale and weak.

"Your Majesty, and all your lords, Jia Zheng's physical discomfort caused by being too nervous led to insufficient supply of qi and blood in the body, leading to symptoms such as fainting! It’s nothing serious, just drink some water, eat something, and rest for half a day!"

"Can the competition continue?"Dayan and others asked with concern.

"Although it is possible, it will greatly affect your performance and the chance of winning is slim. There is no need to compete again! So I suggest you go back and have a good rest!"

In this way, Dayan decided to give up for the sake of Jia Zheng's health.

Lin Beifan easily won the next round.

In the last round, it was Lin Beifan vs. Dayan's third prince again.