"It is said that the founder of Wu Dao created the painting method by observing the flying birds, such as the claws of snow and mud, and the blink of an eye from west to east... Painting with this technique has a far-reaching artistic conception, and even before the content appears, it is already fascinating!"
"This technique has been learned by very few for tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect that the talented Ziqing girl not only learned it, but also performed it so smoothly. She will definitely win this competition!"
"It seems that as long as the calligraphy and painting does not exceed nine stars, no one can beat it..."
…
There was an uproar all around.
This most talented woman of the Zhang family, once she makes a move, her brush, paper, ink, technique, and even her state of mind... are all flawless and perfect, which is amazing.
"good……"
Zhang Xuan also nodded secretly.
As an eight-star calligrapher and painter, his eyesight is stronger than that of everyone around him. Naturally, he can see that the girl in front of him is indeed not easy to deal with.
Compared to the Holy Son I met when I first entered the Famous Master Building, he was only stronger than me!
Even though the Holy Son Palace has gathered countless geniuses from across the continent, it is not the Holy Son among them who is the number one in the world among the younger generation.
Just like Zhang Feng of the Spirit Awakening Masters Guild, although he is the Holy Son and his spiritual arousing technique is unparalleled, he is still slightly inferior to Wang Ying, the genius who has just entered the headquarters... Otherwise, the other party will not be able to
I asked Zhang Xuan for help.
Same reason.
The Holy Son in the Holy Son's Hall is very strong in calligraphy and painting, but he seems to be far from as good as the one in front of him.
Wow!
The brush is gently waved in the air, giving people a sense of beauty. Zhang Ziqing's whole person is like a machine, with perfect control. Every line and every drop of ink on the glossy paper emits an intoxicating light.
, people will fall into it at first sight and be unable to extricate themselves.
"Master Zhang...she has drawn so many paintings, you should start quickly, otherwise, you will really lose..."
While I was observing, I heard an anxious voice next to me.
Turning around, he saw Jian Qinsheng still covering his forehead, full of helplessness.
"Don't worry yet..."
After taking a look at the Changxiang in front of him and seeing how long it had been, Zhang Xuan shook his head.
His painting is very simple and can be completed in one or twenty breaths, so there is no need to chase.
Knowing that the saint in front of him, who had once entered the famous master building and defeated the calligraphers and painters guild, was very powerful in calligraphy and painting, Jian Qinsheng stopped talking and looked over with embarrassment: "Just don't be in a hurry... ahem,
Master Zhang, can I discuss something with you?"
"Junior brother, just say it doesn't matter!"
Zhang Xuan nodded.
"That's it...you represent the swordsmanship now...can you please stop creating other professions..."
After a pause, Jian Qin said.
To be honest, he really regretted bringing this guy here!
They came here for a sword competition, but before the expert who was good at swordsmanship could see it, he first destroyed his formation, and then Qi Ling filled the courtyard with stone statues... and then he had to compete with others in calligraphy and painting...
Formation, enlightenment, calligraphy and painting, treasure appraisal, one is better than the other...
You are really... just here to compete with each other, could you please pay attention to your identity?
You are my senior brother now. Is it really okay to be so public in other professions?
"This...is quite true!"
When he asked, Zhang Xuan scratched his head in embarrassment: "I didn't think enough about it..."
I just wanted to give the Zhang family a blow. I forgot about this. I came to the Zhang family as a swordsman. Before the sword competition started, I created so many professions. It really didn't look good. It gave people a feeling that they were not doing their job properly.
.
"It's okay, as long as you remember, we are here to compete with swords..."
Seeing his admission, Jian Qinsheng found it inconvenient to continue, so he had no choice but to nod.
If it weren't for him, the other party wouldn't have been able to come over. Even if there were some mistakes, he would be grateful and cannot be blamed.
"I remember……"
After nodding his head, Zhang Xuan was about to continue speaking when he heard a burst of cheers from the front.
“It’s amazing, it was completed so quickly!”
"What a beautiful painting. Fairy Ziqing, can you sell this painting to me?"
"To be able to successfully paint in such a short period of time is worthy of being a genius that even calligraphers and painters guilds have not seen for thousands of years..."
…
There were discussions all around. Zhang Xuan looked up and saw the girl in front of him. The brush waving in the air had stopped, and a painting appeared in front of everyone.
It's a mangosteen.
Although there are no other plants to set it off, each bamboo is as green as growing on the paper. It keeps swaying under the breeze and will grow out of it at any time.
There are a dozen bamboos in total, and each one seems to have its own emotions and life, with different shapes and no similarities.
"It gives spirituality to the things you draw, as if they are alive, it's amazing!"
Zhang Xuan nodded again.
I thought I could win by just making a painting, but now it seems that it is not that easy.
The level of the girl in front of him was much higher than he imagined.
Paintings and calligraphy are not necessarily more complex, and the more colorful the colors, the higher the level. The sound is loud and the elephant is invisible. Many truly famous paintings are actually very simple.
It's like testing whether a chef is really good by asking him to make a dish of shredded potatoes.
The simpler it is, the more skill it shows.
The piece of bamboo in front of you looks casual and a bit "recorded", but in fact, if you look closely, you can find that each one of them seems to be alive and has its own unique life.
Moreover, between each root, the virtual and the real meet each other, and they are well-proportioned, and the prototype of the world in the painting has already been formed.
If the other party hadn't been young and limited in cultivation, he might have been able to create the most peak paintings and become a nine-star calligrapher and painter.
"No wonder other people said that it would be difficult to beat the Nine Star Paintings..."
With a sigh, Zhang Xuan felt strong pressure.
If you want to surpass the opponent's painting, I'm afraid you can only have a true nine-star work.
"What, is Master Zhang willing to admit defeat?"
While I was thinking, I heard a girl's voice.
Looking up, he saw Zhang Ziqing with a sneer on her lips.
Now she finally understood why the other party didn't bet on her painting, but on a top-quality spiritual stone. Her painting was so precious, and if she really wanted to lose, the other party would definitely not be able to afford to lose...
This is why he is trying to be mysterious so that he can get off the ground.
"Admit defeat? How is this possible?"
Zhang Xuan shook his head: "Your paintings are very good. In this case, I have to show some real skills..."
With a sigh, he flipped his wrist, and a long sword appeared in his palm. He shook his head in the air and took back the ring. He took out another one, shook his head again, and took it back.
After repeated attempts, I finally found a long sword that seemed suitable. I held it in my palm, looked around, and suddenly stepped on the ground with the sole of my foot.
Hooray!
A stone slab flew flat under his feet and landed in front of him.
"I started..."
With a faint smile, Zhang Xuan held a long sword and stabbed at the stone slab.
"You don't use a brush? You don't use glossy paper... you use swords and slates to draw?"
With a flick of her delicate body, Zhang Ziqing's fire of ignorance suddenly rose up and almost exploded.