Chapter 2054: Fighting Painting

"En!" Everyone nodded.

"Fellow daoists who can draw above the realm of intuition come out!"

A group of people quickly walked out of the team, and Qin Shuang's spiritual consciousness swept away, and there were only 2,162 people. It seems that this spiritual monk really doesn't pay much attention to spiritual paintings!

"I don't know how to win or lose in this competition. The only thing we have to do is to do our best to perform better than normal. Everyone draws a spiritual painting. We stand out as representatives of this competition .”

"good!"

Everyone responded loudly, originally they didn't have the slightest confidence just now. But hearing the conversation between Qin Shuang and the senior brother opposite, Qin Shuang's words that everything is possible aroused the fighting spirit in their hearts.

The young man on the opposite side also came out with someone at this time, and a woman next to him chuckled and said:

"The freshmen's senior sisters are very attractive. Just a few words will make them full of fighting spirit!"

"Fighting spirit is just fighting spirit, and the competition is about strength, which has nothing to do with fighting spirit. The stronger the fighting spirit, the greater the blow to them. After this battle, their fighting spirit will collapse, and I am afraid that they will not be able to show 100% of their strength in the subsequent competitions. Seventy percent. We must not only win this game, but also win cleanly. Let them see the demeanor of old students."

"With you, the master of spiritual painting, is it just a joke to win against them?"

"hehe……"

The two sides walked forward and stopped when they were fifty meters away. The young man said with a smile:

"let us start!"

"Okay!" Qin Shuang nodded.

"Each of us draws a spirit painting, and then it will be sacrificed between us. You can keep drawing, as long as you don't admit defeat. It doesn't matter if you draw hundreds or thousands of pictures." The senior brother said proudly.

Qin Shuang nodded and said nothing more.

The two sides stood in a row, facing each other, fifty meters apart. Behind them, old students and new students are completely in two states.

While watching, the old students chatted and laughed happily. But the freshmen's faces were full of tension.

Outside the gate of Tianzi Courtyard, discussions abounded.

"You say,

Do freshmen have any hope of winning? "

"No! But it may not be impossible to draw. The key is that I don't know how they will win or lose."

"Yeah! Don't tell me clearly!"

Inside the light curtain.

The competition has already begun, and each monk holds up a scroll with Yuanli in front of him, and each monk is painting on the scroll at this time.

Qin Shuang's painting was still a crane. When he was halfway through the painting, the old student opposite had already finished his painting, and sacrificed the scrolls one by one to the air in the middle.

The level is not high, it's just intentional.

However, when dozens of satisfactory picture scrolls were unfolded in the air, the artistic conception rushed towards the monks on Qin Shuang's side, which affected the monks on Qin Shuang's side. One by one had to allocate some energy to stick to the primordial spirit. In this way, the drawing is even slower. There are even a few monks who are reluctant to pay attention, and the spiritual paintings drawn at this time have fallen to the realm of lifelikeness.

With the passage of time, more and more picture scrolls of old students were sacrificed, and there began to be picture scrolls of the state of returning to the true state. This has a greater impact and pressure on the freshmen, and the freshmen have to spend more energy and draw more slowly.

Qin Shuang is not affected, her state of mind is already strong, and now she is also a spiritual injection master, Guizhen and Yiyi's spiritual paintings will not affect her at all. It's just that what she painted was a spiritual painting of the spiritual injection state, which took a lot of time, just like the leading old student opposite, who didn't finish the painting.

Finally, a freshman finished drawing the spirit painting, sacrificed to the mid-air, and then was a little dazed, not knowing how to compete.

More than a thousand picture scrolls have appeared in the sky, and only nine of them are freshmen. Under the suppression of the old picture scrolls, they can't affect the old students at all.

"Could it be more affected than anyone else?"

The freshmen don't know why.

With the passage of time, more and more picture scrolls appeared in the air during the New Life Festival. Slowly increased to more than 500, but the old students have sacrificed 960.

And at this moment, the leading brother among the old students put down his paintbrush and looked up at Qin Shuang. Qin Shuang sensed the other party's gaze and looked up at the other side. The senior grinned, raised his hand, and raised the scroll into the air.

Qin Shuang's Huofeng Yuanshen was still painting, and Yangshen controlled his body and looked up. Seeing the picture scroll slowly unfolding in the air, his eyes shrank.

"Infusion! The Realm of a Grandmaster!"

"Quack..."

A crow's cry came out from the picture scroll, and then the fire crow in the picture scroll flew out of the picture scroll, circling in the air, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered towards the fire crow.

"Spirit injection!"

"The Realm of a Grandmaster!"

Outside Tianzi Courtyard, all the monks were shocked, even Xu Mo and other half-step immortal kings couldn't help being slightly moved. Gein Dao masters are too rare.

"call……"

In the light curtain, flames rose from the fire crow's body, and flew towards the hundreds of paintings that were thrown into the air by the new life sacrifice.

"The winner has been decided!" Ren Pingsheng, who was in the window of the restaurant outside the Tianzi courtyard, said in a concentrated voice.

"That's right!" Xu Luoxue said brightly, "No wonder the old man is so confident, so someone has become a master of painting! Heroes are coming out in large numbers now, it seems that the great era has really come!"

Ren Pingsheng said with a serious expression: "That's right, the way of magic is booming, how can the human race be weak?"

Xu Luoxue's eyes were burning: "Big age! We are lucky!"

"Qin Shuang will lose this time!" Ren Gaolin laughed.

Xu Mo also nodded with a smile and said, "It's fine to lose, so as not to be proud. It's just that this will deal a big blow to the freshmen, and there is no chance of winning in the next few items."

"They had no chance of winning! Brother Xu, do you really have expectations for the new students?"

"This year, the stars are shining!"

"Little sister is going to lose!" Li Xian was unhappy.

"Don't ask too much of my little sister!" Ji Mou said.

"That's right!" Li Xian said with a smile on his face, "I did it."

Among the crowd, Xu Kaiyun had a displeased expression on his face: "It's too despicable, the old man actually made a grand master!"

"Defeated!"

Looking at the fire crow in the sky, it burned all the spiritual paintings he had drawn, and the faces of all the new students showed frustration. Even those monks who hadn't finished painting also stopped.

What's the use of drawing any more?

Even if it is sacrificed, it will be burned!

No wonder the old man said that he will know the outcome when the time comes, and it will be clear at a glance!

At this time, among the more than two thousand freshmen, only Qin Shuang was still painting. The rest of the freshmen stared blankly at the fire crow flying in the sky. Morale was dropping rapidly, even those monks who did not participate in the competition, their morale was also declining.

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Thank you very much Liao Mubai (1000), Rainy Night Hope Piaoxue (500), Zirensheng (100), seaphay (100), Yunwu Feiyang Sisixian (100), and study hard (100) for their rewards!

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