Lin Ke had not wanted to recite poetry.
But he could not beat Shi Yi.
Unlike the novels he had read in his previous life, Lin Ke found that challenging someone above his realm was genuinely difficult.
Especially when both sides were Heavenly Prodigies, their methods came in endless succession. Beyond every mountain stood a higher one, making it hard to determine who was superior.
Fortunately, Lin Ke had a solution at a time like this.
Recite poetry!
The great civilization of his previous life was his greatest safeguard when he ventured out alone.
He had even thought before that if the Sage Emperor stood against him, he would throw his life away and unleash Marx and Lenin, blowing the whole world apart.
Fortunately, the Sage Emperor was not his enemy at present. Instead, he had become a great tree sheltering him.
But the Sage Emperor did not watch over the world at every moment, wherever he went. How boring would that be?
So, to ensure his own safety, Lin Ke could only seek another way.
That "other way" was poetry!
He knew the Azure Sun Demon-Slaying Sword Art, and his sword intent had reached the realm of unity of human will, so these four poems had always been among his options for confronting enemies.
Today, facing an enemy he could not contend with, those four poems concerning the great sun had proved effective.
Looking at Shi Yi's heart, which had been suppressed in the sky, Lin Ke reached out and clenched his hand from afar.
Great sun power pierced through it, and the dark red blood that had been flowing slowly immediately stopped.
A moment ago, the stone heart had felt like a heart of flesh and blood shaped like a stone.
Now, it was merely a stone that