Chapter 1439 Zhang Xuan Wins?

She is the number one talented girl in the Zhang family, and she is also the pinnacle genius of a calligrapher and painter. Competing with an unknown person regardless of her status is already a very low price. Not only is she not grateful, but she is so sloppy...

Is this what you mean seriously?

Who paints seriously without a brush or special paper, but with a long sword?

She was so depressed that she was about to explode, and Qin Sheng, the sword on one side, also swayed, wanting to vomit blood.

I just told the other party that I came here to represent the way of kendo, and as a result, I used the sword to paint...

The sword is sharp and cold, and it is more difficult to paint than a brush. I just want you to remember your own identity and responsibilities, don't lose the big because of the small...

I didn't let you do that!

Others use the Tianqing holy fox pen, the streamer paper, and the slush technique... All kinds of methods emerge in an endless stream. You are like an ordinary craftsman, carving on the stone... Do you want to play like this?

The face is full of despair, don't think, this competition will definitely lose.

"This guy... has iron in his head?"

Zhang Wuchen also opened his mouth, but couldn't close it for a long time.

I have seen people with brain problems, but I have never seen such a big problem.

Painting with a sword... what kind of madness is this?

"It is estimated that I feel that I can't surpass Ziqing, and I don't want to lose face..." Elder Wuzhen speculated.

"Ok……"

After thinking for a while, he really didn't understand the other party's purpose, so Zhang Wuchen had no choice but to nod.

Zhang Ziqing can be called the number one talented girl in the Zhang family. Her accomplishments in calligraphy and painting are only strong or weak compared to some old-fashioned eight-star peak calligraphers and painters. Even if she knows this person in front of her and has passed through the famous master building, she doesn't feel that it is weak. be able to win.

I can't win, and I don't want to lose face, so I can only mess around. At that time, I can't beat it, and I can shift the responsibility to the paper and brush.

Understanding the other party's purpose, he shook his head, looked forward, and then stayed for another moment.

I saw Zhang Xuan holding a long sword. The tip of the sword was more than a foot away from the stone slab.

It was as if he was dancing the Great God by himself, and he couldn't understand what he was doing at all.

"This kid...isn't he crazy?"

"I think so, otherwise what would a person jump with a sword?"

There was silence all around, and everyone was stunned.

I have seen all kinds of painting techniques, some are elegant, some are crazy, some are coquettish, some are solemn... Just like Zhang Ziqing just now, every stroke is full of aura, giving people a kind of beautiful enjoyment, but this one in front of me , jumping like a convulsion, but there is no trace left on the slate... What are you playing?

Even Zhang Ziqing kept rubbing her eyes, wondering if she was wrong.

I couldn't pull it off just now, saying that I never lost a test, why did it change from the beginning...

"It's done, call it quits!"

When he was stunned, he saw the young man in front of him let out a breath, wiped the sweat from his head, and retracted his long sword tiredly.

Whoops!

The slate fell on a table not far away, juxtaposed with her mangosteen.

"This is the end?"

Turning his head to look, he saw that the incense he threw just now was just extinguished, exactly.

The time is just right, but... what is this stone?

What I want to compare is calligraphy and painting, not carving, and besides... even if it is carving, it needs to have lines on it. There is nothing, it is empty, what are you doing?

The most important thing is... just waving the long sword for one or twenty breaths, doing nothing, and then looking tired and pale...

Pretend to be professional, okay?

"Are you sure, this is the painting? If it's not good, I can make you do it again!"

I couldn't bear it any longer and looked over.

Since you are competing with the opponent, it is natural to win. If you don't play well, you don't mind giving another chance.

"It's done, no need to start over..."

With a smile, Zhang Xuan stretched his palm forward, looking like a gentleman: "Check it with Wu Daojing!"

"Check?"

Seeing his smiling face, Zhang Ziqing couldn't help shaking her face.

I got a stone, and I didn't even leave any lines, just compared to my peak eight paintings...

No worries... Where did the confidence come from?

"Yeah!" Zhang Xuan nodded: "Of course, if you voluntarily admit that you lost, you don't need to test!"

"Actively admit defeat?"

Zhang Ziqing gritted her teeth.

I got a stone, scribbled all around with my sword, and threw it here, and made me admit defeat...

I have seen a neurotic, but I have never seen such a neurotic.

"Yeah, I also spent countless efforts to complete such a powerful painting. It is almost impossible to make a second painting in a short period of time!"

Breathing out a breath, Zhang Xuan raised his head and looked into the distance, with loneliness and loneliness in his eyes.

"Countless blood?"

"Can't make a second one?"

Everyone staggered.

There is nothing on the stone, even a trace of damage appears, give a patty... a dog can make it!

Still blood...heart blood!

"Are you sure you want to use Wu Daojing?"

Seeing that the other side looked like a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, Zhang Ziqing snorted.

"certainly!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Xuan has a high popularity.

"Okay, I'll let you understand!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Ziqing couldn't bear it any longer. With a little palm, Wu Daojing was suspended in the air again.

"The younger generation will learn Zhang Ziqing at the end, and I implore Wu Daojing to conduct a trial to determine the quality of calligraphy and painting..."

Fingers stretched forward, gently, a ray of light enveloped the mirror.

Whoops!

Wu Dao's mirror image was activated immediately, emitting a colorful light, the mirror was facing downwards, and the mangosteen figure was shrouded in it in the blink of an eye.

"Mangosteen, bamboo has spirituality, and mountains have wind. It perfectly integrates weather and nature. It is not abrupt or artificial. It has reached the peak of the eighth level. It is a rare work..."

Not long after, Wu Dao heard a voice in the mirror.

Hearing the judgment, Zhang Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyebrows couldn't help raising her pride.

To be able to get such an evaluation from Wu Daojing shows that her painting, even if it is not as good as the previous "Winter Snow Treading", is not far behind.

"Look at what Wu Daojing gave you..."

Knowing that she was going to win, she snorted coldly, and Zhang Ziqing looked over again.

Zizizi!

After commenting on her work, Wu Daojing swept over the stones on the table.

Pause for a moment and scan again.

It seems a little inaccurate, so I swept it again.

Three times in a row, it stopped, and the sound that sounded just now sounded slowly again.

"This painting is rare... If you compare it with the former, you will win!"

"Win?"

The delicate body flickered, Zhang Ziqing thought she had heard it wrong, and her eyes were about to pop out of her sockets.

Why... Wu Daojing, also started talking nonsense with his eyes open?

This piece of shit... You can pick up a few pieces at random, why is it so rare to see it?

"Uh, what's the situation..."

Zhang Wuchen and others were also stunned in place, dumbfounded. 2k reading net

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