"This... this... I can't believe it!"
"God, I can't believe my eyes."
"It's incredible! Until today, I didn't know what real painting skills are."
"It can make a bird look like a real thing. This is the real painting skill!"
"I want to be my teacher, I want to worship him as my teacher!"
"Come on, he is the son of the Ye family, how could he take you in as the dean of a small academy, besides, you are too old."
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All kinds of surprises, all kinds of incredible shouts. The enthusiasm at this time far exceeds the previous praise for Lin Xiao. This kind of painting skills is truly miraculous. Let alone seeing them, they have never heard of them.
Looking at the hole that was pecked out, Lin Xiao knew he was defeated... Ye Wuchen took a few seconds to draw a small caterpillar with a few random strokes, defeating him with all his strength, and it took ten minutes to create a peak. made. His previous self-confidence and arrogance were crushed without a trace. And what he just said about himself, "Beyond painting skills, he is also qualified to be arrogant", this is tantamount to slapping himself severely.
And the hole pecked out by the blue-haired bird is equivalent to destroying the painting. He couldn't help but secretly sighed and thought, if this was calculated by Ye Wuchen, then his scheming is really too terrifying.
It's just that he won't believe that his random conjecture is actually true. With Ye Wuchen's meticulous mind. While paying attention to Hua Shuirou, how could she fail to notice her blue-haired bird, and even notice its hunger. So when Lin Xiao finished painting "By Clear Water Lake", Ye Wuchen sentenced the painting to death.
The two did it together? He deserves it! ? destroyed! Does the emperor want to collect it? Favorite fart! Add a hole for you to see if you still collect it.
"Admiration, admiration. No matter it is painting skills or painting environment, I, Lin Xiao, are willing to bow down!" Lin Xiao said with a sigh.
Ye Wuchen nodded, accepted it calmly, and said seriously: "Well, even so, your foundation is still good. If you work harder, you may be able to become a master in painting in the future."
Lin Xiao: "..."
"Okay! Okay! Even the number one talent in Tianlong is willing to bow down to your skill in painting. It seems that I still underestimated you. It's just..." He glanced at Ye Wuchen's blank drawing board and said: "According to what I set before According to the rules, a quarter of an hour will determine the outcome, but you have not done anything, so you still lost the first match."
Everyone could see that Lin Xiao had lost, and he had already admitted defeat. Ye Wuchen defeated him with the caterpillar he drew in Lin Xiao's painting, and that caterpillar was the painting he made. But there is nothing wrong with what the emperor said. If he decided that the painting on his own drawing board must prevail, who would dare to refute it
Therefore, whoever the emperor wants to win will win. But now it seems that the emperor is still partial to the Lin family, and Ye Wuchen is undefeated and defeated.
"Wait a minute." Ye Wuchen waved his hand and said: "Your Majesty's time is a quarter of an hour, but according to my calculations, it doesn't seem to be a quarter of an hour now."
The yellow-clothed attendant behind Long Yin said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Ye is right, there is still one minute until the quarter of an hour."
"Oh? What do you mean? Do you want to use the remaining minute to finish?" Long Yin asked.
"yes!"
"Okay! Then let me open my eyes again to see how you can complete such a large painting in such a short period of time." Long Yin was taken aback for a moment, then nodded expectantly.
Ye Wuchen turned around and raised his hands: "Go and find your master."
The blue silk bird circled around him for two weeks, and then reluctantly flew towards Hua Shuirou. Although it is just a beast with no rank, it is quite spiritual and remembers kindness and hatred. It was slightly injured in the impact just now, and then he recovered it all at once, and it was engraved in his heart.
His eyes followed the blue-haired bird, as if he didn't care about the time when he was also running. After seeing Hua Shuirou holding the blue-haired bird with both hands, he smiled at her, and the little girl was so startled that she hurriedly lowered her head and dared not lift it up for a long time.
Only then did Ye Wuchen move to the drawing board, picked up the brush and mixed ink, then he closed his eyes, without even thinking about it, he directly tapped the ink and swiped the brush. Changing the pen, dotting the ink, and swiping the brush all in one go. The speed of the hand movements is obviously faster than that of Lin Xiao, and the unrecognizable shaking white shadows are brought up by the arms, which makes people dazzled. Although it was already known that his painting skills were far superior to Lin Xiao's, everyone still couldn't help being amazed at this scene. This kind of hand speed not only requires extremely high drawing skills, but also requires strong martial arts skills.
Ye Wuchen's body is standing a little forward, and the position is just right, coupled with the movement of his hands like the shadow of the wind, it is difficult for people in the field to see clearly what he is drawing at this time. The only exception is Lin Xiao who is standing next to him, but his gaze is not on the painting, but on Ye Wuchen's hand, because the content of the painting is not important anymore, just relying on his painting technique and speed, He knew that he had failed completely.
Generally, those who practice martial arts specialize in martial arts, and those who practice literature specialize in literature are the correct choices. If they combine both, they will lose both of them. However, Lin Xiao has reached the peak of his peers by virtue of his extremely high talent, both civil and military, and even complement each other. For example, his staggering speed when painting, without superb skills and martial arts, even a person who has reached the peak of painting would never be able to do it. Because of this, Lin Xiao always thought that his painting skills were hard to beat.
Why did he take the initiative to compare with Ye Wuchen? Because in the martial arts competition, he won the first place twice in a row, and at the same time, he was considered by almost everyone to be the number one this time. Draw a long line across the face. After him, Hua Zhentian, who wanted to "get him back", was also defeated by him, and was also taken advantage of by two huge advantages. Then, even his second grandfather Lin Yan, who was considered invincible in Tianlong Kingdom, was defeated by him in embarrassment besides the sword god... and the defeat was inexplicable. , suffered a great shame and humiliation that he had never suffered, but he could not refute it.
When had the Lin family ever been so aggrieved, and in such a short period of time, in front of the emperor and many dignitaries, they were defeated by the only son of the old rival Ye family.
Therefore, in order to earn back a little face, he offered for the first time to compare himself with a humane who was younger than him. Originally, he wanted to use this to dampen his spirit and save face, but he didn't expect that it would actually make him feel better. It is very brilliant, and he has completely become a foil.
He regretted it, his previous confidence was full, and Zhigao Yiman was defeated without a trace, and he even began to lose confidence in the next competition.
Why does Ye Wuchen have such a high ability... He is obviously younger than himself! And in the ten years before this, the rumors about him were all "a sick man who can't help him". Could it be that all this is just a deliberate concealment and cover-up by the Ye family? What is the purpose of doing so? Why did it suddenly explode again today. If the facts are as rumored, and he only became like this after disappearing for a year, then what kind of shocking adventure did he encounter this year? Or—he was simply fake.
Glancing at Ye's expression in the distance, he secretly rejected this extremely bold conjecture.