Chapter 256 Can a Single Word Hold Me Down? Hold Me Down!

Zhao Rong indeed wrote only one character.

Zheng.

From the beginning of the stroke to the end, there were merely three breaths of time.

Just when the majority of Shuaixing Hall's students thought he was about to show off his skill, before they could set their eyes to see clearly, he had finished.

On the vast tabletop, in the center of a pristine piece of xuan paper, stood a character for "zheng," looking squarely squared from a distance, like a simple hut standing alone on an endless snowy plain.

Many students who had subconsciously leaned closer to Zhao Rong's seat, hoping to be the first to lay eyes on his work, twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Weren't you a bit too brief, too quick?

Xiao Hongyu was among them, pulling Li Xueyou close out of curiosity for Zhao Rong, eager to see his work, only to find the performance had ended before they could even take a few steps.