Although no one spoke, they all knew very clearly the imnse shock that Yang Yu’s dance had just brought them.
Had it been another person, with inferior physical condition and temperant to Yang Yu, they certainly could not have produced such a tragic and heroic feeling.
This dance not only impacted people’s vision but also exerted a strong blow to their souls.
Perfect, beyond reproach!
Xia Yu was also stunned, and it took her a while to snap back to reality and turn off the video recording, "I’m going to upload the video online now, let netizens decide the winner..."
"No need, I admit defeat," Chen Youran walked up to Yang Yu and asked very seriously, "Could you tell the na of this dance? Why have I never seen it before?"
"War Stopping Tragedy," Yang Yu revealed the na of the dance, "What it wants to convey, I believe you all could discern just now."
"Yes," Chen Youran nodded, "Although I really don’t want to lose, I have to admit that you danced beautifully. If there’s a chance in the future, please teach more."
Chen Youran admitted defeat. Li Chengyang’s face twitched slightly, showing a bit of embarrassnt.
However, he quickly composed himself and said calmly, "Yang Yu, you’ve only won once, don’t be smug. We, the younger generation of Yanjing, are full of talents, and will definitely not lose to you!"
"All right, what shall we compete in next?" Yang Yu smiled, "Whatever you all are good at, just speak up, I’ll choose sothing I know and compare with you."
A refined young man stood up, "My na is Wang Ning, my ancestor was the great calligrapher Wang Xizhi. I only excel in calligraphy, Mr. Yang, hearing that your painting is very good, your calligraphy can’t be bad either, shall we compare?"
"Knowing that my painting is good, you want to compete in calligraphy with , aren’t you asking for trouble?" Yang Yu laughed, "But since you want to compete, then let’s compete, let’s write the ’Lanting Preface,’ how does that sound?"
"Compete in the ’Lanting Preface’ with ?" Wang Ning couldn’t help but want to laugh out loud, "Are you sure?"
"Of course," Yang Yu nodded, "Let’s start!"
To ensure fairness, the two retreated to a room to write without signing their nas, then had Xia Yu bring them out for everyone to evaluate.
Both wrote quickly, and it wasn’t long before Xia Yu brought out both of their works.
As soon as the two pieces of calligraphy were presented, everyone’s gaze concentrated on the one on the left, riveted.
"My God, this handwriting... It’s as if it’s a work reborn from Wang Xizhi himself!"
"Right, it’s not just very similar, it’s identical."
"This writing not only resembles the form, but also captures the inner charm quite properly."
"If soone said this was an authentic work of Wang Xizhi, I wouldn’t doubt it one bit."
"It’s really admirable that Wang Ning’s calligraphy power has reached this realm."
"He buries himself at ho practicing the ’Lanting Preface’ every day, how could it be bad?"
Everyone was praising Wang Ning, but only Wang Ning himself had a grim face, "The one on the right is what I wrote."
Everyone was dumbfounded, staring in disbelief.
If it wasn’t for the murderous look in Wang Ning’s eyes, they would have thought he was joking.
Having practiced the ’Lanting Preface’ for more than a decade, to be outdone by a construction site bricklayer?
Yang Yu smiled faintly, "Everyone, does this an I’ve won?"
No one said a word, but the silence was the best answer.
This result was beyond anyone’s expectation.
At this mont, the way everyone looked at Yang Yu had changed from before.
In the eyes of the n, there was a hint of solemnity, while in the eyes of the won, there was an added touch of admiration.
This young man, being the number one in Tianhai at such a young age, was indeed no ordinary person.
With this piece of calligraphy and the dance before, complinting Yang Yu as "talented in both arts and martial skills" is by no ans an exaggeration.
Wang Ning walked to the calligraphy, picked up his own piece, and without any hesitation, tore it into shreds.
He scattered the pieces into the wind, Wang Ning didn’t pay attention to anyone, turned, and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Yang Yu sighed helplessly, "I’m sorry, I had no intention to hurt you, you had to jump out on your own, you can’t bla for this."
"Pfft—" Overco with anger, Wang Ning spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
To kill a man’s spirit, to crush his heart!
Two people supported the nearly fallen Wang Ning, and they left the Xia Family, leaving the banquet hall silent once again.
The crowd looked at each other, and after a while, another person stepped forward: "Music, chess, calligraphy, and painting are all connected. I am Wu Yizi, and I wonder how Mr. Yang’s Weiqi skill is. Would you be willing to play a match with ?"
"Play Weiqi?" Yang Yu nodded, "Sure, let’s do it. I’ll give you a four-stone handicap so you won’t say I bullied you after losing."
"No need, we’ll have a fair duel!" Wu Yizi almost vomited blood: Arrogant, this guy is too arrogant!
"Then let’s begin," Yang Yu said to Xia Yu, "Xia Yu, let show you what my real chess skill is like."
"Real chess skill?" Xia Yu couldn’t help but ask, "Do you an you’ve been holding back when playing with ?"
"Otherwise?" Yang Yu smiled, "You’ll see for yourself soon enough."
Li Chengyang hurriedly said, "Yizi, this guy is ssing with your mindset, don’t fall for it."
Wu Yizi suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly: "This guy is so despicable, I’ll make sure to defeat him thoroughly!"
"Sigh, it’s a pity no one believes the truth, well, let it be," Yang Yu sat down in front of the chessboard and gestured, "You go first."
"Alright." Wu Yizi picked up a black stone and began to place his pieces.
Wu Yizi’s opening was very solid, a conventional corner-enclosure opening.
Even though he only placed one stone, his mind was already considering many possible moves for Yang Yu.
As long as Yang Yu followed the moves he predicted, he would almost entirely control the ga...
"What? What kind of move is that?"
"How co I’ve never seen this kind of opening before?"
"Does this guy really know how to play Go?"
The young masters and mistresses of Yanjing may not excel in all areas, but they are indeed talented and know a bit of everything.
They completely didn’t understand why Yang Yu would place a stone in the very center of the board; is this how normal people play?
Wu Yizi was also baffled by Yang Yu’s move, but he continued to play his own ga steadily, solidifying his advantage in the corners.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yu’s second move was just as irrelevant, far from the first stone.
"Is this guy really clueless about how to play? Who plays like that?"
"Just keep watching, let’s see how many moves it takes Yizi to beat him."
"Right, I can’t stand to watch him show off!"
The two continued their bout, with Yang Yu’s move style remaining as unconventionally creative as ever, truly baffling to the onlookers.
After about a dozen moves, while others still hadn’t realized anything, Wu Yizi suddenly had a revelation, his face dramatically changing: "This layout... impossible, it simply can’t be!"
Seeing Wu Yizi’s face, except for Xia Yu, no one else understood what had happened: "Yizi, what’s wrong?"
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