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Li Qingshan suddenly pointed his finger at the picture album on the long case, and the pages of the book turned quickly. The story hurriedly passed by, and suddenly stopped on the last picture. --/--/--Remember!
Only try this!
Or else he would use Ma Liang as the medium and directly use his willingness to summon this painting!
That was the end of this fairy tale...
Ma Liang was caught in the palace, and the emperor asked him to draw a money tree. Ma Liang raised his hand and drew a piece of the sea. The emperor was very upset when he saw it, and cursed: "I asked you to draw a money tree, who would let you draw the sea!" Ma Liang drew a small island in the sea, and a tall and big tree was drawn on the island: "This is not Is it a cash cow?"
The emperor immediately became happy: "Draw a boat quickly! I want to go to the sea to win money!" Ma Liang drew a very large wooden boat, and the emperor took his wife, prince, princess, and many ministers and generals on board. The ship went. Ma Liang drew a few more strokes, and the ship moved.
The emperor felt that the boat was going too slowly, and shouted from the bow: "The wind is stronger! The wind is stronger!" Ma Liang added a few winds, and the wooden boat hurried to the middle of the sea. Ma Liang added a few strong winds, the sea roared, rolled up the billowing waves, and the big ship shook. The emperor was frightened, and shouted to Ma Liang: "Enough wind, enough wind!" Ma Liang pretended not to hear, and kept drawing the wind, the sea was angry, and the waves rushed onto the big boat.
The big ship tilted, and the ship was in chaos. The emperor held the mast of the ship and kept yelling: "The wind is too big! The ship is about to capsize! Don't paint anymore!" It got bigger, and there were many thick dark clouds, lightning and thunder. It rained heavily, and the sea was like a high wall collapsing, smashing against the ship...
Han Qiongzhi couldn't bear to look anymore, only worried that Li Qingshan could not bear the blow of defeat, thinking about how to comfort him later without hurting his self-esteem, after all, he was so proud. Give him something like that. He will be happy, no matter what, let him fulfill his wish a few days ago.
She suddenly heard a wave of waves. It's far from the lake, how can there be waves? Immediately afterwards, there was a salty breath. Passing the tip of the nose, she suddenly raised her head.
A huge wave, like a high wall, stood horizontally in front of Li Qingshan.
"The sea is boundless!"
Li Qingshan pushed his hand forward, the huge wave dumped, rolled and slapped towards the raging fire, abruptly forced to the hell fire in front of him, and pushed back into the field.
The tongue of fire and the waves want to touch, turning into a wisp of steam, but at the same time, more water and fire. Surged up.
In a fierce collision on the long dividing line, the steam billowed up like a wolverine smoke, forming a white wall of fog, which was diffused due to the disappearance of the force of desire. --Remember!
In the sneer. Water extinguishes fire and fire evaporates water. This is a contest between water and fire.
But soon, the huge wave ran out of momentum and was wiped out by the fire. The suppressed fire surged up again, and was immediately photographed by the second huge wave.
Chu Danqing's face was reddened by the fire light, slightly distorted, and even his eyes flashed red, almost crazy, constantly urging "Hell's Fu", and more hell fires, he shouldered the expectation of his master, the painter Hope, as well as the nominal wife in the picture, this battle must not be lost, absolutely not!
Li Qingshan has long since disregarded the exhaustion of his willingness, and transformed into huge waves. Yunxu Island is a good place, how can he let others casually, if he loses, all the exhausted willpower will be lost. Moreover, he smiled slightly, in front of the future wife and father-in-law, he can't be ashamed.
The circular martial arts field is divided into two pieces, red and bright blue. That is the hell of fire and the ocean of water, a twisted boundary line, constantly advancing and retreating, fiercely stuck.
The sound of burning fire and the roar of water are deafening.
Everyone was shocked by this earth-shattering spell confrontation. Originally they thought they had seen the scene of the decisive battle between Li Qingshan and Chutian, and would never be surprised by the battle between Qi refiners.
If it is said that when Chu Tian and Li Qingshan were duel, they only occasionally showed the methods of foundation-building monks. Now Li Qingshan and Chu Danqing's methods have completely surpassed the level of a gas refiner, and they seem to be no different from the foundation building monks.
That’s it for the painter, but what Li Qingshan showed was really something they ridiculed for a long time. The power of the novelist, and Li Qingshan’s cultivation level is no more than the seventh level of Qi refining. Could it be that they have always underestimated the novelist?
Chu Shidao frowned and looked worriedly at Chu Danqing's back with all his strength, never expected that Li Qingshan could have such strength. He also had some understanding of the novelist’s methods. It should be restricted by the Dayan Rune. In this case, there are obviously a large number of people. For his book, he has reached a level of confidence in his book. How can this be done in half a year
Liu Chuanfeng stopped cheering and stood on the high platform with his mouth wide open and his hands held high, like a frozen statue. He tightened his strength, as if he was pushing huge waves.
Sun Fubai looked at this scene almost greedily, with mixed sadness and joy on his face. Yes, this is the master, portrayed to them, the power of the novelist, he once doubted, now, Li Qingshan proved to them, to everyone.
Novelist, not rubbish. God gave this son to the novelist.
Han Qiongzhi held both hands and looked at Li Qingshan fascinated, wishing to tell everyone that this is her man. Of course, in fact, everyone knows it.
Wang Pushi shook his head, this kid is really surprising! It’s only been a year since he joined a hundred houses. If he is given time to develop, how much can he reach? The Han family has found a good son-in-law, who will definitely be a great general in the future.
However, at this moment, Han Anjun was overjoyed, but there was a hint of worry, and he was relieved immediately. She wanted her to experience this great life slowly.
Jue Chenzi looked at the sloppy Taoist who was pouring wine into his mouth, and smiled: "Master, you regret it again."
The sloppy Taoist roared, "Who regrets it? Who regrets it!" I have to admit that there is a little regret in my heart. The method of the novelist can be reached to such a level by his method. If it is the Taoist method, wouldn't it be even more powerful, alas. , I had known this, it would be nice to be polite to this kid. There are so many disciples who have been scolded by me. Just your damn kid, dare to blow my hair with me!
At this time, the brilliance of "Hell's Fu" is gradually dimming. No matter how much effort he puts on the artist, the power of any painting is not endless.
Although the water that Li Qingshan turned into was only ordinary water, it was slightly inferior to the flame. However, the five elements restrain each other, and it is very easy for water to extinguish a fire. Whoever evaporates the fire consumes a lot of power.
Li Qingshan suddenly set off a higher and larger wave, and I will give up the willingness accumulated in the past six months, let's see how long you can support it!
Chu Danqing's eyes were about to split, and he continued to urge "Hell's Fu", and a slight crack appeared in the painting. He didn't care, even if he didn't want to destroy the painting, he had to sustain it.
"Dan Qing, stop here!" Chu Shidao's voice came into Chu Danqing's ears.
"But, Master..."
"If you continue to fight, you will lose both sides." Chu Shidao is a painter. How could he bear seeing the "Fate of Hell" painted for six months, and it was ruined, and Li Qingshan showed no signs of exhaustion. The odds of victory in the battle are almost gone.
Chu Danqing could not disobey his teacher's orders, kicked over the long case before him, and was unwilling to take back "Hell's Fu".
Li Qingshan immediately stopped urging the Dayan Rune. These aspirations are not easy to accumulate, so save a little.
In an instant, the fire and water disappeared.
Everyone has a sense of unreality. If it weren't for the clear traces of the two pieces being burned by the fire and washed away by the flood in the martial arts field, it would almost be suspected that everything just now was a dream.
The whole room was silent, looking at each other, who is the winner
The family owners could see it clearly, and Liu Changqing cast an inquiring look at Chu Shidao.
Shidao Chu raised his hand, walked to Chu Danqing, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said to Li Qingshan: "You have won."
Li Qingshan arched his hands and said: "Concession."
But seeing Chu Danqing's eyes reddened, lips trembling, and he looked like he was about to cry. How do you feel that I have become a villain who bullies an innocent teenager? It's just a test. As for this
Prior to this, although Li Qingshan showed full confidence, he was also prepared for failure. After all, nothing is absolute. Compared with the several fiascos he has suffered before, this kind of competition that does not even threaten his life is nothing at all, and the worst result is just another island development. The novelist's dependence on "earth" is not very strong. As long as he has his ideas, are he afraid that he can't develop it
Li Qingshan, the guy who climbed up from the bottom, can't understand that Chu Danqing has studied painting for ten years and has never suffered any blows. He failed in his first battle. This contrast is indeed unbearable. He thought he was just winning a great painting, how could he have thought that this would be Chu Danqing's wife.
On the high stage, cheers rang out. Although the novelist is not well-known, he is still much more cordial than foreign painters. After all, he has been scolded for so many years. And now, everyone recognizes the power of novelists.
It's incredible to be able to illusion a character who can use the artist's methods to defeat the artist. Some new disciples even regret whether they should report novelists.
Under the auspices of Liu Changqing, Chu Shidao and Liu Chuanfeng came to the court, followed by their respective chief disciples.
Chu Shidao offered the "Scattered Flower Picture of the Heavenly Girl" with both hands: "I have long heard that novelists can illusion all phenomena, and all the methods are magical.
"The noble disciple Li Qingshan is even more of a hero. We are convinced that we have lost this battle. If there was any offense in the past, please forgive the Liu family master. This painting is the old man’s painstaking effort. The right to apologize, please be kind to her. ."
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