"Oh my god!" Rui Xiong covered his face and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. It's okay to draw a girl's naked body, but he is a man! Even his key parts are painted in a delicate way.
Lu Sheng couldn't bear to look at him and turned away.
Irene was left alone with her face flushed and her neck burning. She had already stretched out her hand towards the solid wood chair beside her. She was afraid that she might hit Zhuo Siqing on the head in the next second.
The conflict inevitably broke out, and Irene desperately wanted to hit Zhuo Siqing to death with a chair, but Rui Xiong pulled her back hard.
Lu Sheng was speechless.
In fact, to him, these so-called art exhibition competitions are just small games like playing house.
Now it seems that although there are merits in some places, overall it is still a waste of time.
He came here to spend time to gain a lot of insights and improve his realm.
After Rui Xiong's hard persuasion and Zhuo Siqing's repeated apologies, Irene finally gave up her plan to fight Zhuo Siqing. However, this painting could not participate in the competition.
Regardless of whether he is good at painting or not, this theme alone can earn negative marks from almost all judges. He was not kicked out of the exhibition because he was lucky and had many friends.
Swish.
Lu Sheng walked up and applied a few strokes to Zhuo Siqing's painter. Suddenly, the pattern on the canvas became more blurry. At least the details of the three naked bodies could no longer be seen clearly.
"Hey! You kid!!" Zhuo Siqing suddenly became anxious and rushed over to stop him, but was blocked by Lu Sheng's hand and couldn't move.
"My hard work!!" Zhuo Siqing shouted loudly.
Lu Sheng put the painted painting back to its original place. He was already somewhat interested in painting, but now that he saw the magical phenomenon just now, he suddenly became very curious about more paintings by more powerful painters.
The exhibition soon began, and the trio's works were hung on the wall opposite the single room for judges and the public to vote.
Lu Sheng simply ignored Rui Xiong and the other two people. While the three of them were discussing the works, he walked out and looked at each painting along the exhibition.
The paintings here are much better in terms of pure technique, but there are only three groups in total that can really give him that sense of impact.
Rui Xiong and others were considered one group, and there were two other groups. One group was led by a sunny boy with short green hair.
The other group was led by a noble man with deep eyes.
One of the two drew with the theme of harvesting sweat, and the other drew as a theme of the students who were taught by the teacher and finally became talented.
Lu Sheng carefully looked at the paintings on both sides, and there were only one or two that were truly shocking.
Vaguely, Lu Sheng even felt that when he was appreciating these paintings with special feelings, he seemed to be undergoing some kind of qualitative change within himself. He also had a deeper understanding of certain things.
The exhibition ended soon, and the competition was voted on. Even if Lu Sheng took action, there was still a huge gap, and Zhuo Siqing came in fourth place.
In fact, only the top three are useful, it doesn't matter whether the fourth or fifth place is followed, so this is considered a consolation prize.
Although he only got fourth place, Zhuo Siqing still felt like it was a festival. He returned home and wanted to celebrate. After being forcefully stopped by Lu Sheng, he did not calm down for several days.
After returning home from the art exhibition, Lu Sheng could not forget the wonderful feeling of being shocked by the paintings.
Although this world is just a transition, and he only takes a fancy to the huge time flow difference here, if he can dig out more things that are useful to him, Lu Sheng will not let it go.
After returning from the art exhibition, he was extremely interested in the painter who painted these powerful and even soul-shaking paintings.
After giving Zhuo Siqing a reason to travel, Lu Sheng went out directly and quietly went to the exhibition hall to get the addresses and names of the top three painters.
He planned to visit them one by one in person.
The painters who can create these paintings definitely have mental abnormalities beyond ordinary people.
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Yanrong Town, suburbs, Bailin Mansion.
The autumn breeze is cool, and in the golden woods, a young boy with short blond hair is holding several paintbrushes hard. There are pots of colored paints of different sizes placed everywhere on the ground.
In front of him, more than 90% of the painting of a colorful elk running in a dark forest was completed.
Cough cough cough
The young man suddenly lowered his head and coughed. His name was Jillian, and he was also the first place winner in this art exhibition in the district.
He is a top painter who is known as a true genius. Unfortunately, just when he was about to show off his ambitions in the painting world, an unusual and sudden serious illness interrupted his future and his future.
Now, even when he picks up a paintbrush, his hand trembles.
Therefore, he needs to hold the pen very hard to avoid shaking and causing the drawn lines to lose their original meaning.
"Did you draw this?"
Suddenly a voice came from deep in the woods.
A tall and unimaginably strong man walked out slowly and stopped in front of Jillian.
"I didn't expect that Jillian Dre, known as the leader of ghosts, would be willing to live in seclusion in such a remote and unknown town. It's really ridiculous."
"Who are you?"
Jillian looked stunned for a moment and looked at the person, with a hint of vigilance on his face.
"I am a person who likes painting." Lu Sheng said in a calm voice.
He knew almost all the information about the genius opposite him through psychological guidance.
It cannot be used elsewhere in this world, but the psychological guidance technique can still be used. Although it is somewhat weakened due to rules, most of the abilities are fine.
"A person who loves painting? What is your purpose?" Jillian has regained his composure. He is a dying man, and he has been able to remain calm no matter what danger he faces.
Lu Sheng stared at the bright soul of the man in front of him. He could hardly imagine that such a low-level world could actually create such a powerful and pure genius.
If the person in front of me were placed in the Great Yin or in other cultivation worlds, he would definitely be a super genius one in a million.
In this low-level world, you can rely on your own exploration to train your soul to the level of a soldier.
If we really give him a step up, I really don't know how far he can explode.
"I feel sorry for you." Lu Sheng said slowly, "Your talent, even in the entire Eye of God finals, is not matched by many people. But because of physical reasons, you can only spend the rest of your life here."
"If you have nothing else to do, can you please leave? I want to rest." Jillian interrupted Lu Sheng directly.
"I can cure you." Lu Sheng said straightforwardly.
"!" Jillian was startled for a moment, then laughed. "Do you know what disease I have?"
"Permanent myolysis." Lu Sheng said calmly. This is a complete terminal disease in this world.
"Then you still?" Jillian was stunned.
"Because I need your power." Since Lu Sheng came to this world, he would never waste time by following the steps easily.
He wants to lay the foundation as quickly as possible, and then absorb all the essence of this world to help himself achieve true sublimation.
Jillian gritted his teeth. He wanted to refute, but there was a vague sense of conviction in the other party that he could not refute. This inexplicable feeling, combined with a strong sense of oppression, made him have no choice but to believe it.
"How do you want me to help you? If you can really cure me, my power is your power." Jillian promised seriously.
"It's very simple. I want you to help me complete a painting."
Lu Sheng smiled.
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A few months later.
While Zhuo Siqing was still happily participating in art exhibitions and competitions, the domestic painting circles unknowingly and secretly began to spread rumors about a mysterious organization called the Silver Hand.
The power of this organization has spread rapidly, and many urban, regional and central cities have been captured step by step by its members.
The evil painter who was once known as the most dangerous artist in the world of painting was like an immature baby in front of them.
Any member of the Silver Hand was once the most dangerous and powerful painter in the dark painting world.
Some of their paintings can cause disasters of varying degrees, some can affect emotions, and some can manipulate people's hearts.
Some can even cause physiological diseases in the human body and cause death.
Originally, their strength was extremely strong, but after joining the Silver Hand, their strength instantly increased several times, as if overnight, reaching a terrifying level that was almost unbeatable.
Within the federation, major states in Jillian fell one after another, and the number of members of the Silver Hand increased. Even if they only wanted the strongest, in the end, most of the entire federation was occupied by members of the Silver Hand.
Federal officials and generals tried to suppress this evil trend, but to no avail.
Within the Silver Hand, the members known as the Silver Painters were so powerful that all who stood in their way were crushed to pieces by their mind-controlling power.
At this moment, a rumor slowly began to spread on the black market.
It is said that the rise of the Silver Hand was due to a painting, a strange and mysterious painting with powerful powers.
This painting was originally incomplete, but the leader of the Silver Hand partially completed it, thus gaining an extremely powerful and shocking power.
There are even rumors that if this painting can be completely completed, it will have a power that surpasses that of the Silver Hand, and can even seize the huge power they already have.
This rumor became more and more true as it spread, and soon, the rumor finally reached the ears of the top leaders of the World God's Eye Organization.
Muduohai, in a villa in the center of a desert island.
"Is this the rumored magic painting that led to the rise of the Silver Hand?"
Osiris's knife-like face becomes more solemn and handsome under the setting sun, giving people an indescribable sense of solemnity.
He was the Eye of God for three times in a row, and is now the helmsman behind Eye of God, the strongest painter in the world.
His color layer is known as the dominant color in the sky. In every Eye of God competition, he is the decisive figure who attends as the main judge.
At this time, there was a dark painting that looked a bit chaotic and chaotic in front of him.
There is a huge wheel shape on the canvas, and each line segment of the wheel shape has a large blank space, which requires people to fill in the content.
"It is said that as long as you complete the painting correctly and then place it in a special place, you will gain unimaginable power." There was also a platinum-haired woman wearing a white slim-fitting suit standing in the room next to her.