"The state of calligraphy, writing vigorously and quickly! Good!"

Du Ning used his spare time to practice calligraphy, and now he has achieved some success. He was very happy when he heard the praises from the students.

The fonts I wrote finally have a face that can be seen by others.

This is very gratifying.

Du Ning's talented words are composed of poems, which is a poem "Out of the Fortress".

The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty and the pass in the Han Dynasty,

The people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here,

Don’t teach Huma to cross the Yin Mountains.

"Huh? What kind of poem is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

"Dragon City Flying General, isn't he the Flying General Li Guang!"

"Master Du actually wrote his own war poems, he is really a genius!"

An extremely powerful talent soars into the sky, and the stars in the sky reflect it, adding a sense of mystery to this war poem.

"A man soaring with anger, a war poem handed down from generation to generation!"

Ye Jinghong exclaimed, excitement appearing on his face.

This is not only a war poem, but also a war poem handed down from generation to generation!

Today, Ye Jinghong really opened his eyes.

If ordinary scholars are fighting for literature, they will choose the war poems of the sages.

However, Du Ning composed war poems on the spot, and the poems became legendary as soon as he wrote them.

Based on this alone, no one in the Ke family can compare with Du Ning.

The Ke family members were also open-mouthed. They did not expect that Du Ning would create a war poem that would be handed down from generation to generation at this time. They were simply witnessing history.

A tall and straight figure appeared in front of Du Ning. It was the flying general "Li Guang" written in the poem.

"Okay! Mr. Du actually summoned the flying general. This civil war is worth fighting!"

"Jing Ke versus Li Guang, this is a battle that spans the ages!"

"Nonsense! This is just the imaginary power of poetry and culture, not the real Jing Ke versus Li Guang."

"Even so, it's worth being excited about!"

The people of Yun State were very excited.

Ke Hongchong's face darkened and he said slowly: "Famous is not as good as meeting. Mr. Du is indeed very talented. No matter how good your war poems are, you are still only a ninth-grade scholar. What can really determine the power of war poems is your own.

In terms of Confucianism and Taoism, your 'Li Guang' may not be able to beat my 'Jing Ke'."

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