Chapter 540 The Challenge From Japan!

When I saw the leading boy in the Japanese group.

The faces of many leading figures in the Chinese art world behind Wu Wenshan suddenly changed, and then they all exclaimed.

"It turned out to be him, Sato Seiichi, when did he come to our country of China?!!"

Even Wu Wenshan's eyes were fixed.

"Sato Seiichi, it's Sato Seiichi, my God!"

Some people in the crowd of onlookers also recognized him one after another, and couldn't help but let out bursts of disbelieving screams.

Even Cang Shuxue is no exception.

The fat man Li Erguo behind Li Yongmin couldn't help but ask: "Teacher Cang, who is this Sato Seiichi?"

Ye Chen and Li Yongmin both looked at Cang Shuxue.

Cang Shuxue took a deep breath and looked at the young boy from Japan with her beautiful eyes: "Sato Seiichi is the youngest talented painter in Japan. It is said that he learned painting at the age of four and mastered painting at the age of eight. Tao, his works became a sensation in Japan when he was only ten years old."

"It is said that when this boy was eleven years old, he challenged Ishikawa Ichiro, the painting saint of Japan at that time. Later..."

At this point, she suddenly stopped and her face turned pale.

The little fat man rolled his eyes: "What happened next? Teacher Cang, tell me, are you trying to kill us?"

"It is said that this young man later made a picture of hell in our country during the competition. The painting saint Ishikawa Ichiro just took a look at it and couldn't extricate himself."

Cang Shuxue paused, and said with an unnatural look on her face: "After everyone discovered something was wrong, when they stepped forward to try to wake Ishikawa Ichiro, they found that Ishikawa Ichiro had... died!"

Her voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it spread to every corner of the competition hall word by word. Everyone couldn't help but feel terrified after hearing her words.

"Did you die after just one look at his paintings? Impossible!"

"It's true. A friend of mine in Japan also mentioned this to me. Later, Sato Seiichi became the youngest painting saint in Japan. It is said that the paintings he made can make people hallucinate."

A woman in luxurious clothes stammered.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Sato Seiichi with disbelief, with a strong look of fear in their eyes.

Now Master Wu has met his match!

at the same time.

A young man in a suit slowly walked out from behind Seiichi Sato.

The other party nodded politely to everyone, then looked at Wu Wenshan and said in the purest Chinese: "Inoue Kazuhiko has met Master Wu of Chinese traditional painting."

"Mr. Inoue brought people to look for me today. What do you want?" Wu Wenshan looked directly at him with an expressionless face, or to be precise, he looked directly at Sato Seiichi behind him.

Inoue Kazuhiko smiled warmly and said: "The man behind Inoue is our new generation of Japanese painting saint, Mr. Sato. Mr. Sato has long heard the name of the Chinese painting saint Master Wu, so he traveled across the ocean to China in person, just to meet Wu. Master, let’s talk about painting.”

This person was very eloquent. He was obviously here to cause trouble and argue, but when it came to his mouth, it turned into a conversation.

"presumptuous!"

Before Wu Wenshan could speak, an old man behind him stood up and scolded: "Mr. Inoue, who do you think our Master Wu is? Can you challenge us at will?"

"Yes, you can challenge if you want. You have to tell us in advance. We will start the competition after we confirm the date. How can you be so reckless? It is indeed a small barbarian country!"

Another person refused.

These people are all bigwigs in the Jinling art world, and their purpose is simply that the challenge comes too suddenly, and Wu Wenshan is not mentally prepared. If one of them does not perform well, it will ruin the face of China.

After all, the opponent defeated a painting saint!

"But our group's visas are about to expire, and we have to return to China tomorrow morning at the latest. I wonder if Master Wu has time today?" Inoue Kazuhiko frowned.

"No, get out of here, I'll kill you if I ask again!"

Many onlookers cursed loudly.

Inoue Kazuhiko's face looked a little ugly. After turning around and talking to Seiichi Sato behind him, he saw the young painter Seiichi Sato leading everyone towards the outside, seemingly planning to leave.

When he walked to the door, Sato Chengyi stopped, looked back at Wu Wenshan and others, grinned with disdain: "Chinese people are all losers who dare not challenge!"

At the end of his words, he gave a provocative thumbs up.

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene exploded on the spot. Countless people rolled up their sleeves and wanted to rush forward to stop them, and some kept throwing things at Inoue Kazuhiko and others.

And Sato Seiichi was not only unafraid, but even more disdainful!

"Wait!"

Wu Wenshan, who had been silent all this time, spoke loudly and loudly: "Since you want to fight, then let's fight. I accept your challenge!"

Although he was afraid of Kato Seiichi and didn't want to fight!

But he had to fight!

Because he knew that if these Japanese people were allowed to leave, negative news about his painting of Saint Wu Wenshan that he did not dare to fight would soon be revealed on the Internet, and it would even rise to the level of national dignity.

"very good!"

Sato Seiichi smiled.

Next, the staff of Jinling Art Museum discussed with Inoue Kazuhiko and others, and unanimously decided to place the competition venue in a wetland park opposite Jinling Art Museum.

More than half an hour later.

Almost everyone gathered in the wetland park. Looking around, hundreds of people actually created an extremely crowded scene.

Sato Chengyi and Wu Wenshan stood in an open space in the wetland park one after another. There was an artificial lake next to them. It was autumn and winter, and the lake water was cold and motionless, like dead water.

"Who will come first, please?"

Several Jinling art world leaders who were temporarily selected as judges looked at each other and then asked.

When Wu Wenshan was about to speak, he saw Inoue Kazuhiko stepped forward and said first: "Mr. Sato felt deeply guilty for visiting Master Wu suddenly. In order to apologize, he decided to come first!"

After speaking, he clapped his hands, and immediately two Japanese men opened their backpacks and took out a wide and long canvas from it. The two of them each grabbed one end of the canvas and opened the blank canvas like a white wall.

After all the preparations were completed.

I saw Sato Chengyi step forward, take a deep breath and close his eyes. At the same time, he picked up the brush and kept painting on the canvas, his movements were like flowing water.

The whole scene was silent.

Everyone stared at it with eyes wide open, paying close attention to it, fearing to miss any details. Even so, their hearts couldn't help but be excited.

"He actually closed his eyes to paint!"

"My God, how is this possible? You can't see anything with your eyes closed. What if you draw it wrong?"

Many people exclaimed in secret.

Their eyes looked at Sato again and became unusual.

This is a master, an absolute master!