He benefited a lot from the paintings of Sword King Meng Shaobai.
His weak point is the gold arcana martial arts, but as a swordsman, he is an expert in the wind arcana martial arts and is not affected.
Now seeing this painting, Jiang Chen and Mr. Shenji both felt like they had a sudden enlightenment and found the direction.
The reason why he is slower than Master Shenji is because he sees more things.
Instead of sitting down, he put the table in the air and picked up the paintbrush.
At this moment, everyone felt that Jiang Chen was sacred, and their contempt immediately disappeared.
The moment the pen tip stained with ink landed on the paper, before any movement was made, the sound of a sword sounded.
"What's going on?"
Ji Yinyi found her sword shaking and felt confused.
Soon, she discovered that not only her, but everyone's swords were shaking violently!
There was no sword on Jiang Chen's body, but the sword energy soared into the sky.
Whoosh!
Jiang Chen turned his wrist and drew the brush across the paper.
Suddenly, the trembling swords went crazy. No matter how the sword owner tried to stop them, it was of no avail.
When the first stroke fell, dozens of swords flew into the air, shining like stars.
"what happens?!"
People throughout the city noticed this scene, and even those who were sleeping were awakened by the light coming in from the window.
It even alerted the strong men in the city to come and check it out.
The sword radiance of these swords is still rising, and the appearance of the swords will soon become invisible.
In the Civil and Military Academy, everyone fell into stupidity and could not speak.
The well-informed Tianling quickly came outside the pavilion and looked at the sword glow in the sky.
Looking at Jiang Chen again, he entered a state of no thoughts and desires. The brush moved quickly on the paper, and his whole body moved with the brush.
"Where did this person... come from!" Tian Ling couldn't help but think.
In the Civil and Military Academy, she had seen too many geniuses. She thought she would never be surprised again, but she didn't expect that tonight would give her a surprise.
"hateful!"
Master Shenji clenched his fists with five fingers, very unwilling to do so. His sword was also in the air, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't control it.
It's as if his sword no longer belongs to him!
Not long after, Jiang Chen straightened his back and put down the brush.
Swish, swish, swish!
The swords in the sky fell like raindrops with him as the center. The tip of the sword sank into the ground, and the sword body was still swaying, as if it was bowing.
"Go back."
Jiang Chen whispered, and after receiving the imperial decree, everyone's swords returned to their original positions, and the sound of being sheathed could not be heard.
Jiang Chen took a long breath and completed this painting, which consumed a lot of energy, energy and energy.
Immediately afterwards, Tianling from the Civil and Military Academy came to him personally and picked up the drawing paper.
"A masterpiece! This is a masterpiece!"
After a while, Miss Tianling let out an exclamation.
When others were looking over, she entered the pavilion with the painting in hand, moving carefully as if she were handling a rare treasure.
People saw that Miss Tianling framed these words herself, and then showed them to everyone with confidence.
People who were already looking forward to it looked forward to it, and almost at the same time, screams continued to sound.
Many people are convinced, even Mr. Shenji has to admit that this is a masterpiece.
Of course, he did not admire Jiang Chen because of this, but instead felt deep jealousy.
Having completed his masterpiece, he was undoubtedly overwhelmed by the masterpiece.
The content of Jiang Chen's painting is not a simple sword, it is much more complex than the two paintings next to it.
A white figure stood in the sky, pointing his sword towards the sky.
A storm of blades sweeps across the sky with this white figure.
This is the scene when Jiang Qingyu killed sixteen great sages with one sword in the Zhenwu world.
The reason why Jiang Chen realized it for so long just now was because of the "Sword Classic".
Then use the "Sword Classic" to match his sword power.
But the reason why I was able to control other people's swords and complete the masterpiece was not because of the "Sword Classic".
It's a new sword realm he created through swords!
So when Jianxiu looked at this painting, he felt deeply shocked.
These people don't think about good or bad and differences, they only have one thought in their hearts.
"It turns out that swords can still do this!"
"Master Feng, can we, the Civil and Military Academy, borrow this masterpiece for a while?" Tian Ling said excitedly.
Because it is a masterpiece, it cannot be accepted with peace of mind like a masterpiece. Not only does it have to be approved, but it can only be borrowed.
This painting can benefit swordsmen a lot. If any force obtains it, it will be an extremely precious training resource.
"If Miss Tianling likes it, it doesn't hurt to give it to you." Jiang Chen said.
Many people were shocked by such a generous gesture.
Such a masterpiece was given away casually without blinking an eye.
"No, no, I can't accept this painting. When I reopen the Civil and Military Academy, it must be returned intact." Tianling was also happy, but reason still prevailed.
Jiang Chen shrugged and said it didn't matter. He was able to paint this painting only because of Meng Shaobai's works, so he didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage.
"Miss Tianling, can you interpret this painting?" someone asked impatiently.
Different people have different visions.
Many people have only seen the tip of the iceberg and hope someone can help them clear up their confusion.
"I'm really sorry, Tian Ling's ability is limited and I can't interpret it." Tian Ling said.
"What?!"
Doesn't this mean that Jiang Chen's achievements in martial arts are higher than Tian Ling's?
Tian Ling is rated as one of the most accomplished people in martial arts among young people.
People looked at Jiang Chen again, hoping he could help.
"Miss Tianling, you can try it." Jiang Chen said.
"Um."
Tianling hesitated for a while, nodded slightly, and came to the edge of the painting.
"Master Feng's swordsmanship can no longer be measured by level. His sword breaks away from the constraints of strength and reaches a new realm."
When Tian Ling looked at the painting, his eyes were wild and he said: "To put it simply, the difference between Mr. Feng's swordsmanship and ours is not that of strength or weakness. His sword is different from ours."
Although she tried her best to explain clearly, she was still reluctant and many people were confused.
Some people understood it and were shocked beyond words.
"What a pity, what a pity."
Just when everyone was amazed by this painting, Master Shenji suddenly spoke.
People looked towards him, wanting to hear what was the pity.
"It's a pity that Young Master Feng is still the Spiritual Lord. Otherwise, the title battle will definitely shine, and winning the title of Little Sword God is not guaranteed." Young Master Shen Ji said.
These words reminded everyone that Jiang Chen was still in the spiritual realm.
The underlying meaning of Mr. Shen Ji is that even if the sword level is higher than his, if he really makes a move, he can easily kill him instantly.
"There are still more than half a year, maybe by then we can compete with Master Shen Ji." Jiang Chen said.
"Hahaha, I'm really sorry. I had already decided to kill a spiritual master that day. If I kill two spiritual masters in succession, it would be an insult to my status." Master Shenji said.