C65 Wonderful
C65 Wonderful
Xiong Yinloong was the mysterious master of Hidden Dragon Villa and the honorary president of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association. His calligraphy skills were second to none in the entire Huaxia.
His works had always been praised by others. Today, Ding Hao shook his head and sighed. How could this not ruin his reputation?
In the world of calligraphy, a work with the seal of Xiong Yinloong's three words was priceless. This was the signboard.
"Bad boy, what nonsense are you talking about? What qualifications do you have to judge this piece of work?" Xiong Kuan could not help but feel angry in his heart as he roared indignantly.
"When adults speak, why is a child interrupting!" Ding Hao coldly glanced at Xiong Kuan and shouted. His eyes were filled with disdain.
Xiong Kuan's body began to tremble in anger. This was the first time he had been hit in the head by someone, let alone when his grandfather was present.
Everyone in Huaxia showed respect to their grandfather. This man was too arrogant!
At this moment, Liu Erdao, Liu Yang and the others looked at each other in dismay. This young man was too unfathomable. Even they didn't dare to interrupt such a person from the Hidden Dragon Villa.
Either Ding Hao had a trump card or he wasn't afraid of the power backing him.
Finally, Liu Erdao sighed to himself and could only observe the situation from the side.
After all, if a Divine Immortal fought, the mortals would suffer.
"You must have lost your mind. This is the Hidden Dragon Villa. Don't you want to walk out of here?" Xiong Kuan said while gnashing his teeth.
"This painting is flawed. Do I have to go back on my conscience? You idiot, if you don't know calligraphy, then don't interrupt. " Ding Hao curled the corner of his mouth and shrugged helplessly.
"I don't know painting?" Xiong Kuan found it funny and asked back.
When he was three years old, he learned calligraphy. When he was five years old, he was already able to write with the strength of a brush. He had won the Huaxia Children's Calligraphy Competition at the age of seven and represented China at the age of twelve to participate in a world-class competition. When he was twenty, he had achieved some small success in calligraphy. This was the result of his grandfather's teachings by the side.
"Are you joking with me?" Xiong Kuan said coldly.
"Joking? Jokes, my ass. This piece of work is simply not worthy of my eyes. Even if I look at it, I will feel that it is an eyesore." Ding Hao said speechlessly.
Xiong Yinloong's expression sank. There was a cold glint hidden deep in his eyes. As the honorary president of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association, his work had never been said to be so terrible.
If the person who commented on this piece of work was a highly respected gentleman, he might humbly ask for guidance. However, this person was no more than twenty years old, yet he was pointing fingers. He was truly suspected of causing trouble.
"Today, my old friend and I were competing in calligraphy here. My interest was originally high and my mood was good, but now, you are deliberately causing trouble here. What is your intention?" Xiong Yinloong shouted in a deep voice, his expression extremely displeased.
If this young man was unable to provide an explanation, his dignity must not be trampled on by others. He must teach this person a lesson. Otherwise, he would not be feared by others.
The old man beside him had a puzzled look in his eyes. When this young man met him at the door, his attitude was extremely respectful. He didn't look like an arrogant man, so why was he spouting nonsense here?
This old friend's calligraphy was not bad. It was not bad at all. Could it be that this young man had a grudge with the Xiong Family?
A faint smile appeared on Ding Hao's face. He didn't pay any attention to Xiong Yinloong's words. He turned around and prepared to walk out. He slowly spat out a few words. He said, "Humans do not have inner energy, but they use external forces to make their words seem powerful. It is truly an overstatement. They are digging their own graves. "
"Who told you to leave!? If I don't give you an explanation today, you won't be able to walk out with a smile on your face. " Xiong Kuan hastily rushed in front of Ding Hao, blocking his path as he shouted out loudly.
Boom!
When Ding Hao finished his words, Xiong Yinloong and the old man were shocked, especially Xiong Yinloong. His body trembled, his pupils contracted, and his face was filled with disbelief.
"This... this..." Xiong Yinloong murmured. Suddenly, he couldn't speak, and his mind was slightly shaken.
"Old friend, if you don't ask, I'm afraid your grandson will do something stupid." The old man quickly said.
Xiong Yinloong's eyes suddenly returned to his senses. He looked ahead and saw his grandson Xiong Kuan blocking the young man's path with an unfriendly tone. He thought to himself that something was wrong. Then, he moved and rushed forward.
Although he had passed his age, his speed was not inferior to that of the young man. This movement technique was also very special, as if he was a person who practiced martial arts all year long.
Pah!
"What are you doing!? Who asked you to stop this young master? You're courting death!" Xiong Yinloong suddenly slapped Xiong Kuan's face and shouted angrily.
Xiong Kuan was directly slapped to the ground, and a bright red palm print quickly appeared on his left face. He stared at his grandfather with watery eyes, and his eyes were slightly dull as he asked with puzzlement, "Grandfather, why did you slap me?"
"You idiot, not only do I want to slap you, I also want to hit you." Xiong Yinloong roared angrily.
Xiong Kuan was dumbfounded when he saw his grandfather getting so angry. He didn't dare to ask any more questions. He could only get up and retreat to the side. When he saw the complacent gaze of the young man in front of him, the fury in his heart surged even more violently. He swore in his heart that he would teach him a lesson later.
After doing all of this, Xiong Yinloong turned around and looked at Ding Hao. He coughed a few times and his face turned red. He asked in a low voice, "Little friend, please forgive me for not treating you well just now. I wonder if you have a solution?"
Ding Hao smiled faintly and did not speak immediately. Instead, he looked at Xiong Yinloong quietly.
If it was not for the Ying Bao reminding him that ___ had a hidden disease, and that he was still short of 2 billion yuan for the mission to recover the funds, then he would have risked his life to get rich.
In order to not let that place suffer, he could only use the Great Recovery Pill as a price to exchange for 2 billion yuan in another way.
Xiong Yinloong saw that Ding Hao didn't speak for a long time and began to feel somewhat anxious in his heart. He had suffered a severe injury during his middle age when he competed with others, and his foundation had been damaged. It had caused him to suffer from hidden pain all these years. He had seen all the doctors, but none of them had been able to help him. Therefore, he no longer held any hope for this matter.
However, what this young man said today ignited the hope in his heart. That was why he could not wait to ask.
"There is indeed a way, but before this, I have to write a few words. After your evaluation, I will tell you." Ding Hao said slowly.
Xiong Yinloong was a little confused, but he still agreed. He quickly asked Ding Hao to write in front of where he was just now.
Ding Hao held the brush on the table with an indifferent expression. He casually pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down six words on it.
"Xiong Kuan is a fool!"
After he finished writing, the surrounding people came forward to take a look. The characters were very casual, totally unrelated to calligraphy.
Doubt appeared in the eyes of Liu Erdao and the others, but they did not speak. On the other side, when Xiong Kuan saw the words, sparks appeared in his eyes. He wanted to get angry, but when he saw his grandfather thinking, he did not immediately flare up.
"What do you think of the words?" Ding Hao said faintly.
"These words are excellent, good, very good!" Xiong Yinloong thought for a moment and said loudly.
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