Li Long wrote the preface to the Lanting Collection.

Moreover, with his writing skills, he actually wrote the preface to the Lanting Collection to about eight success powers.

"Jiang Feng, this trash, dares to say that our Young Master Li is too weak and not qualified, and I am so laughing to death. I really think you are such a powerful guy? Go and die quickly!"

"Yes, it's just a garbage. Do you really think you're so powerful? When he finishes writing, he will know what cruelty is."

"This waste is dead, we are sure to win!"

Everyone was excited, and their eyes were full of throbbing when they looked at Jiang Feng.

They were all waiting for Jiang Feng to finish writing.

Then they attacked each other.

Gong Lingshan became nervous, and she looked at Jiang Feng with concern.

80% of the strength of Lanting Collection.

Is my brother-in-law really OK?

Gong Lingshan stomped her feet nervously.

Yang Wenbin laughed: "Jiang Feng is absolutely impossible to win. Eighty percent of the ability to prepare the Lanting Collection is to let Wang Xizhi come in person, so it is probably difficult to write it out, right?"

Li Long also smiled slightly: "This time I broke through the extreme and wrote such a chapter of the world. I don't believe that you can do this, but you can do this!"

"How could he be qualified? Wang Xizhi may not write it out every time he comes."

"Yes, this waste wants to be stronger than Wang Xizhi? Who is he?"

Crazy.

Everyone looked at Jiang Feng with disdain.

In their opinion, Jiang Feng will definitely not be able to win.

Will definitely lose!

However, Jiang Feng was not affected at all. He lifted his pen and put it in, and every stroke didn't look very powerful. He remembered it in one second to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

But for some reason, when the handwriting increased, everyone's eyes became a little weird.

Especially the saint of calligraphy Wang Xi, his eyes widened.

I can't believe my eyes at all.

I saw that in Jiang Feng's writing, every word in the preface to the Lanting Collection seemed to have a soul.

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, the year is in Guichou, and at the beginning of late spring, I met at Lanting in Shanyin, Kuaiji..."

Every word seems to come alive.

It's like dancing on paper.

fear.

Too scary.

Even in the end, everyone dared not blink, as if they would miss out on any details once they blinked.

"It's impossible. Even if Wang Xizhi was reborn, what he wrote was just like this, right?" Some famous artists were shocked.

"And this kid's calligraphy is completely different from Wang Xizhi, which is equivalent to two different styles, but they both reached the extreme."

There is a calligraphy world where Taishan Beidou nodded and said yes.

"Yes, Mr. Li Long's style of writing is exactly the same as that of Wang Xizhi. He can reach about 80% of the heights under Wang Xizhi's style of writing. There are not many people in the calligraphy and painting world in ancient and modern times."

Some masters in the calligraphy and painting world praised: "However, compared with Jiang Feng, his calligraphy seems a bit too restrictive. Calligraphy should have their own strengths and should not be exactly the same as Wang Xizhi."

Everyone nodded when they heard this.

That's true.

If everyone learns from seniors and everyone has the same style of writing style, what's the point?

Each character of Jiang Feng is different from Wang Xizhi, but when combined, it is similar to the original version of the Lanting Collection.

"Is this the master of calligraphy?" Someone exclaimed.

Plop!

I heard the praise and exclamations of famous masters after another.

I saw one onlooker after another and my chins dropped.

Li Long, Dalian, knew that he had lost, and he lost miserably.

Very miserable.

He collapsed on the ground.

He lost his martial arts to Jiang Feng.

Crushed by Jiang Feng!

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