She is the most talented girl in the Zhang family, and is also the most talented calligrapher and painter. Regardless of her status, she is already worth a lot if she competes with an unknown person. Not only is she not grateful, but she is so careless...
Is this what you mean by seriousness?
Who paints seriously, without using a brush or special paper, but using a long sword?
She was so depressed that she was about to explode. Jian Qinsheng on one side also swayed and wanted to vomit blood.
I just told the other party that I came here to represent kendo, but in the end, I painted with the sword...
The sword is sharp and cold, and the difficulty of painting is several times higher than that of a brush. I just want you to remember your identity and responsibilities, and don't let a small thing cost you a big thing...
I didn’t ask you to do this!
There are azure holy fox pens, glossy paper, and slush techniques... Various methods are emerging one after another. You, like an ordinary craftsman, are carving on stones... Do you want to be such a childish person?
His face was full of despair. Needless to say, he would definitely lose this competition.
"This guy...has a strong mind, right?"
Zhang Wuchen also opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time.
I have seen people with brain problems, but I have never seen such a big problem.
Painting with a sword...what kind of madness is this?
"I guess he thinks he can't surpass Zi Qing, but he doesn't want to lose face..." Elder Wu Zhen speculated.
"Um……"
After thinking for a while, he really didn't understand the other party's purpose, so Zhang Wuchen had no choice but to nod.
Zhang Ziqing can be called the most talented girl in the Zhang family. Her attainments in calligraphy and painting are only better than those of some old eight-star peak calligraphers and painters. In the same age group, even if she knew that the person in front of her had passed through the famous teacher building, she would not think so.
be able to win successfully.
If you can't win and don't want to lose face, you can only mess around. If you can't win, you can also shift the responsibility to the paper and brush.
Understanding the other party's purpose, he shook his head and looked forward, then was stunned again.
I saw Zhang Xuan holding a long sword. The tip of the sword was more than a foot away from the stone slab. His arms kept turning, the long sword was dancing, and the sword energy was flowing horizontally, covering the entire rock, but leaving no trace on it.
It was as if he was dancing alone and had no idea what he was doing.
"Is this kid... crazy?"
"I think so. Otherwise, why would a person dance with a sword?"
There was silence all around, and everyone looked numb.
I have seen all kinds of painting techniques, some are elegant, some are crazy, some are coquettish, some are solemn... just like Zhang Ziqing just now, every stroke is full of aura, giving people a kind of beautiful enjoyment, but this one in front of me
, jumping around like a convulsion, but not leaving any traces on the stone...are you kidding?
Even Zhang Ziqing kept rubbing her eyes, wondering if she had seen something wrong.
Just now, you were struggling and said you had never lost in a competition. Why did it... change like this from the beginning?
"Done, call it a day!"
Just as he was dazed, he saw the young man in front of him exhaled, wiped the sweat from his head, and put back the long sword tiredly.
Hooray!
The slate fell on the table not far away, juxtaposed with her picture of mangosteen.
"Is this the end?"
Turning around to look, he saw that the incense he had just thrown out had just gone out. It was exactly the same.
The time is just right, but... what is this stone?
What I am comparing is calligraphy and painting, not sculpture. Besides... even if it is sculpture, it must have lines on it. There is nothing, it is empty, what is it?
The most important thing is... I just waved the long sword for one or twenty breaths and did nothing. Then I looked tired and my face turned pale...
How about pretending to be more dedicated?
"Are you sure this is the painting? If it's not done right, I can let you do it again!"
Unable to bear it any longer, I looked over.
Since you are competing with the opponent, it is natural to win. If you don't perform well, you don't mind giving it another chance.
"The painting is done, there is no need to start over..."
Smiling, Zhang Xuan stretched his palm forward, looking like a gentleman: "Use Wu Dao Jing to test it!"
"Detection?"
Seeing the smile on his face, Zhang Ziqing's face couldn't help but tremble.
I made a stone, not even a trace was left, just compared with my eighth-level peak painting...
No worries...where does the confidence come from?
"Yes!" Zhang Xuan nodded: "Of course, if you take the initiative to admit defeat, you don't need to be tested!"
"Voluntarily admit defeat?"
Zhang Ziqing gritted her teeth.
I got a stone, scrawled it around with my sword, threw it here, and asked me to admit defeat...
I have seen crazy people, but I have never seen such crazy people.
"Yes, I spent countless efforts to complete such an amazing painting. It is almost impossible to make a second one in a short period of time!"
Exhaling a breath, Zhang Xuan raised his head and looked into the distance, with loneliness and loneliness in his eyes.
"Countless efforts?"
"Can't you make a second one?"
Everyone staggered.
There is nothing on the stone, not even a trace of damage. If you give me a meat pie... a dog can make it!
It’s still hard work... it’s so hard work!
"Are you sure you want to use Wu Daojing?"
Seeing that the other party looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, Zhang Ziqing snorted.
"certainly!"
Waving his hand, Zhang Xuan looked very popular.
"Okay, I'll let you lose clearly!"
With a cold snort, Zhang Ziqing couldn't bear it anymore. With a little move of her hand, Wu Daojing was suspended in the air again.
"The younger generation learned from Zhang Ziqing and asked Wu Daojing to conduct a trial to determine the quality of calligraphy and painting..."
Stretch your finger forward, tap it gently, and a ray of light will shine on the mirror.
Hooray!
The Wu Dao mirror was activated immediately, emitting colorful light. The mirror faced downwards and enveloped the mangosteen picture in the blink of an eye.
"The mangosteen picture has spirituality in the bamboo and wind in the mountain. It perfectly integrates the weather and nature without being abrupt or artificial. It has reached the peak of the eighth level. It is a rare work..."
Not long after, a voice sounded in Wu Daojing.
After hearing the verdict, Zhang Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, showing pride.
Being able to receive such an evaluation from Wu Daojing shows that her painting, even if it is not as good as the previous "Winter Walking in the Snow", is not far behind.
"Let's see how Wu Daojing judges you..."
Knowing that she was sure to win, Zhang Ziqing snorted coldly and looked over again.
Sizzle!
After commenting on her work, Wu Daojing swept towards the stones on the table.
I paused for a moment and scanned again.
It seemed that I was a little unsure, so I scanned it again.
Three times in a row, it stopped, and the sound that had just sounded slowly sounded again.
"This painting is rare to see... if compared with the former, it will win!"
"Win?"
Her delicate body swayed, and Zhang Ziqing thought she had heard wrongly, and her eyes nearly popped out of her sockets.
Why...Wu Daojing also started to tell lies?
This crappy thing... I can pick up several pieces at random, why is it so rare to see it?
"Uh, what's going on..."
Zhang Wuchen and others also froze on the spot, dumbfounded.
