Chapter 511: Old man, this question is very difficult

Gao Yang's righteous voice rang out, spreading through the hall.

Wu Zhao almost couldn't help but laugh, and the officials all twitched their mouths.

These last two sentences were too ruthless.

Wei Laoyezi looked at Gao Yang deeply, then took a deep breath and said, "This old man... will think about it again!"

Gao Yang's words had directly shattered his idea of delaying time.

This last sentence, which seemed like Gao Yang was swearing, was actually said for him to hear.

This Living Yama, respects the old and loves the young?

Wei Laoyezi only felt that he had been too naive before.

Calm, must be calm!

Wei Laoyezi paced back and forth in the Jin Luandian, forcing his brain to think quickly.

Chu Ningyu's face was pale, and she hurriedly said to the Great Chu officials behind her, "Ten thousand taels of silver for anyone who can make the second line for these two first lines!"

Gao Yang looked at the sand dripping in the hourglass, glanced at Chu Ningyu, and said indifferently.

"Great Princess, I am betting with Wei Laoyezi, I didn't say I was betting with the entire Great Chu delegation!"

"Is this... not quite according to the rules?"

Chu Ningyu heard this and looked at Gao Yang with gritted teeth.

Her fists clenched inch by inch.

Is this the caution of a Poisonous Scholar?

Gao Yang held "Smoke locks the pond willows" and "Lotus flowers on the painting, the monk paints," these absolute couplets for the ages; how many people were in her Great Chu delegation?

But this was not allowed!

What is called a lion fighting a rabbit must use all its strength; Chu Ningyu truly understood it now!

Time passed second by second.

Soon, the sand in the hourglass hit the bottom, and Gao Yang spoke immediately, "Wei Laoyezi, please instruct!"

"My two first lines, has Wei Laoyezi made the second lines?"

Along with Gao Yang's voice, Wei Laoyezi suddenly looked up.

When he saw the sand at the bottom of the hourglass, his aged face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body seemed to have lost all spirit.

He said dejectedly, "Lord Gao, this old man has lost!"

"I ask Lord Gao to grant me the sword; this old man... is willing to accept the bet!"

Wei Laoyezi took a deep breath and said these words.

He looked at Zhou Laoyezi, who was wide-eyed in death on the ground, and a bitter smile appeared on his face; he was truly going to die on the same year, month, and day!

Gao Yang bowed to Wu Zhao, "Your Majesty, please grant the sword!"

Wu Zhao sipped her hot tea and said indifferently, "Granted!"

The guards outside the hall stepped forward, and a sharp sword fell in front of Wei Laoyezi.

Wei Laoyezi picked up the sharp sword, the blade reflecting his aged face.

At this moment, everything was clear.

He died because he was too arrogant!

If it were a normal competition, he would have had a chance to act, at least a possibility of surviving.

But he was too confident and underestimated Gao Yang, which led to this end.

Chu Ningyu looked unbearable; she lowered her arrogant head and pleaded in a low voice, "Lord Gao, show mercy where you can."