Hayashizaki tried hard to think of an excuse to escape, but to no avail.
Just as he was thinking about it, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure.
Lin Qi's eyelids jumped, and he was so happy that he fell from the sky.
He straightened out the clothes that had been stretched out of shape by Bu Taixing, and suddenly said righteously:
"Well, I remembered that there are laxatives in my adoptive father's office. I guess he won't die for a while. Okay, let's go to the game first."
A group of people were feeling perplexed when a few coughs came from their ears.
It turned out that He Li came over with five or six apprentices from the Thunderstorm Sect.
He Li also saw Lin Qi's dirty behavior in trying to escape, and he smiled coldly.
"What? Are you about to run away now? Aren't you very good at pretending just now? You also threatened to surpass our master Longpeng within five years. What? Did you shrink your eggs just like that?"
He Li deliberately raised his voice and sent it out with demonic power. All the people waiting for the game to start looked over.
To Chinese demon painters, Long Peng is a god!
It takes two years to get started, five years to become a Taoist, and ten years to become a master. His talent is like a monster, and is unparalleled in all of China.
Moreover, this is just talking about Long Peng's talent. In fact, Long Peng's demon painting skills are also among the top three in the world.
He once completely sketched out the entire S-class monster within a month. There are even legends that Long Peng's painting of monsters has reached the level of a master!
The Six Levels of Painting Demon, Beginner, Painting Shape, Painting Phase, Painting Essence, Painting Qi, and Painting God!
When Hayashi Qi wanted to get started with drawing monsters, he just sketched ten strokes. But when it came to drawing shapes, he needed to sketch out the complete monster form. How much more than thousands of strokes?
Getting started with the painting demon can only enhance some of the sacrificial effects. In the later stage, the painting demon can not only significantly reduce the sacrifice requirements, but also use the painting paper for real combat.
The painting master is already the highest level of painting demon in this world. The following levels are all deduced by the painting master based on theory, and no one in the real world can achieve it.
Legend has it that at the highest level of the God of Painting, a demon painter can even use a piece of drawing paper to summon a contracted monster with full strength to come into the world!
Real monsters come to the world, existences that can destroy a plane at every turn. Just thinking about it makes people's hair stand on end.
Legend has it that Long Peng has reached the level of painting master.
And Lin Qi, a mere newbie demon master who can't even get started, threatens to surpass Long Peng within five years. This is no longer bragging, this is mental illness!
Everyone looked at Lin Qi with disgust.
"What time is it? Why hasn't this person woke up yet?"
"How can he be a psychopath if he is so handsome?"
"Hello, how are you, Professor Itchy? A patient in your hospital has escaped."
"You common people, if you can't do it yourself, you think that no one can do it. I painted Athena last month, and now you're lying on my bed?"
"Go away! How dare you pretend to be a god with your inflatable doll? It's leaking air!"
"Damn! I knew it was you! Tell me! Did you poke those pinholes above?"
"I...I...where am I?"
He Li listened to the discussions of the people around him, with a look of pride on his face.
"Listen, don't you want to be ashamed? Don't you know what you are? Do you dare to challenge Master Long Peng?"
Lin Qi shrugged.
Regardless, he really wanted to run away just now, and he deserved to be laughed at.
Behind He Li are all the elites of the Thunderstorm Sect participating in the rookie competition.
Their level of painting demons is all at five or six strokes. In terms of mortal age, they are all old, but from the perspective of demon painting masters, they are all young talents.
Of course, the most elite among them is Chu Ran. She made her first transaction in a month and a half. In terms of efficiency alone, she surpassed Long Peng.
After all, the Thunderstorm Sect is the best demon painting sect in the country, and its overall quality is indeed higher than that of the Big Wave Sect. Because the Thunderstorm Sect all worships the Dragon Peng, they also have the same pride as the Dragon Peng in their hearts.
In the eyes of the Thunderstorm Sect, the Dalang Sect, which is not even ranked among the top ten in the country, is really a rubbish sect. Therefore, when they heard that Lin Qi wanted to challenge Long Peng, they were all filled with indignation.
"I thought it was someone who ate garlic. With such a loud tone, he turned out to be the first person in the inter-school competition. No wonder, someone who uses despicable means to win the competition, how can he still want to lose face?"
"Hey! Kid, don't think that just because you have some talent in sacrifice, you can make a name for yourself in painting demons. These are two different things. Do you know? Do you think that if you challenge Master Long Peng, you will be able to perform sacrifices and paint like him?
Are demons equally good?"
"Maybe he just wants to use the master's reputation to make himself public. There are many people like this, but I didn't expect that even the first person in the inter-school competition is this kind of thing."
A middle-aged aunt with a pockmarked face came out.
"Lin Qi, right? Not to mention Master Longpeng, you are not even qualified to compete with us. Do you dare to make a bet? If you can beat us in this competition, we will collectively quit the world of demon painting and never be together for the rest of our lives.
Draw monsters again! Vice versa!”
Lin Qi squinted his eyes, looked at the middle-aged aunt, and smiled.
"Whether or not you quit painting demons has nothing to do with me. Let's do this. If I lose, I won't paint demons in the future. If you lose, give me 3,000 rough stones. Do you dare to bet?"
Chu Ran, who had been hiding behind everyone without saying a word, suddenly jumped out and shouted "Deal"!
All the apprentices were staring at Chu Ran. 3,000 rough stones. Do you think it is 3,000 pieces of mortal currency?
Then everyone laughed again.
This demon painting competition is not about the skill of painting demons, but the qualifications of painting demons. When it comes to qualifications, not even Long Peng can compare with Chu Ran, let alone Lin Qi in front of him.
Chu Ran looked aggressive: "Lin Qi, how are you? Do you dare to compete?"
Chu Ran is currently wearing a mask. Her masked face is ordinary, and no one can see anything extraordinary about her.
But Lin Qi could see through Chu Ran at a glance, because after another cycle of sacrifices, his Eye of All Tribulations evolved again, and he was able to see through all the cover-ups and see Chu Ran's true face.
Lin Qi didn't know what Chu Ran was causing trouble, but he couldn't kill Chu Ran now because this was a non-war zone, and he couldn't prove that Chu Ran was a heretic.
Lin Qi didn't know what Chu Ran's trump card was. He felt a little guilty, but he still decided to agree.
Because he is not afraid of losing, the other party made an idiotic request.
Don’t you want to draw demons in the future? I’ll hide at home and draw, you know what the heck!
So, he immediately nodded and said hello!
The entire Thunderstorm faction burst into laughter!
"Haha! He agreed!"
"Idiot! Do you know who is standing in front of you? This is my master Long Peng's disciple! She painted the first demon in a month and a half. How can you compare with others?"