She is the first talented woman of the Zhang family, and she is the peak genius of calligraphy and painting......

That's what you mean by saying seriously?

Who paints seriously, without a brush, without special paper, but with a sword?

She was so depressed that she was about to explode, and the sword Qin Sheng on one side also shook her body, wanting to vomit blood.

As soon as I told the other party that I came to represent kendo, I ended up painting with a sword......

The sword is sharp and cold, and it is used to paint, and the difficulty is several times greater than that of a brush, and I just mean that you remember who you are and what you are responsible for, and don't lose a big one......

I didn't let you do that!

It is also the Azure Holy Fox Pen, the streamer paper, and the slush technique...... There are endless methods of carving, and you are like an ordinary craftsman, carving on the stones...... Do you want to be so childish?

His face was full of despair, and he didn't have to think about it, he would definitely lose this competition.

"This guy...... You have iron in your head, right?"

Zhang Wuchen also opened his mouth, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

I've seen a brain problem, but I've never seen such a big problem.

Painting with a sword...... What kind of madness is this?

"I guess I don't think I can surpass Ziqing, and I don't want to lose face......" Elder Wuzhen speculated.

"Hmmm......"

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 first talented woman of the Zhang family, and her attainments in calligraphy and painting are only strong but not weak compared to some old eight-star peak calligraphers and painters.

If you can't win, and you don't want to lose face, you can only mess around, and you can also shift the responsibility to paper and brushes.

Knowing the other party's purpose, he shook his head and looked forward, followed by a pause.

I saw Zhang Hang, who was holding a long sword, the tip of the sword was more than a foot away from the stone slab, his arm kept flipping, the long sword danced, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, covering the entire rock, but not leaving the slightest trace on it.

It's as if he's dancing alone, and he can't understand what he's doing at all.

"This kid...... Crazy, huh?"

"I think so, otherwise what would a person jump with a sword?"

There was also silence all around, and everyone was full of wood.

I have seen all kinds of painting methods, some elegant, some crazy, some coquettish, and some solemn...... Just like Zhang Ziqing just now, every stroke is full of aura, giving people a kind of beautiful enjoyment, but in front of him, he is jumping like a convulsion, but there is no trace left on the stone slab...... Having fun?

Even Zhang Ziqing kept rubbing her eyes, wondering if she had seen it wrong.

I didn't work just now, saying that I had never lost the competition, how did I ...... in the first place? That's it?

"That's it, call it a day!"

When he was in a daze, he saw the young man in front of him exhale, wiped the sweat on his head, and withdrew his long sword full of exhaustion.

Hula!

The slate landed on a table not far away, juxtaposed with her mangosteen drawing.

"That's it?"

When I turned my head to look, I saw that the incense I had just thrown out had just been extinguished, and it was exactly the same.

The time is just right, but ...... What is this stone?

I'm going to compare calligraphy and painting, not carving, and ...... Even if it's a carving, there must be lines on it, nothing, empty, what's the matter?

The most important thing is...... He waved his sword for one or twenty breaths, but did nothing, and then looked tired and his face turned pale......

Is it good to pretend to be dedicated?

"Are you sure the painting is this? If not, I can let you do it all over again!"

I couldn't help it anymore and looked at it.

Since you are competing with the other party, it is natural to win, and if you don't play well, you don't mind giving it another chance.

"It's done, you don't have to start over......"

smiled, stretched his palm forward, and looked like a gentleman: "Use Wu Dao Mirror to test!"

"Detection?"

Seeing him with a smile on his face, Zhang Ziqing's face couldn't help shaking.

I got a stone, and I didn't even have a trace left, just compared to my eighth-level peak painting......

No worries...... Where does the confidence come from?

"Yes!" Zhang Hang nodded: "Of course, if you take the initiative to admit that you lose, you don't need to test!"

"Throw in the towel?"

Zhang Ziqing gritted her teeth.

I got a stone, scribbled it around with my sword, threw it here, and made me throw in the towel......

I've seen a neuropath, but I've never seen such a neurotic.

"Yes, it took me a lot of effort to complete such a powerful painting, and in a short period of time, it is almost impossible to make a second one!"

Exhaling a breath, Zhang Hang looked up into the distance, with loneliness and loneliness in his eyes.

"Countless efforts?"

"Can't make a second one?"

And all the people staggered.

There is nothing on the stone, not even a trace of damage, give a meatloaf...... Dogs can make it!

It's hard to ...... Heart-wrenching!

"Are you sure you want to use Wu Daojing?"

Seeing that the other party looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, Zhang Ziqing snorted.

"Of course!"

waved his hand and hung a high degree of popularity.

"Okay, I'll let you lose clearly!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Ziqing couldn't hold back any longer, and with a little palm, Wu Daojing was suspended in the air again.

"The younger generation learned Zhang Ziqing at the end of the year, and implored Wu Daojing to conduct a trial and determine the merits of calligraphy and painting......"

The finger reached forward, and with a slight touch, a light shrouded the mirror.

Hula!

The mirror image of Wu Dao was immediately activated, emitting a colorful light, and the mirror was facing downward, and the mangosteen diagram was enveloped in the blink of an eye.

"Mangosteen map, bamboo has spirituality, mountains have wind, the weather and nature are perfectly integrated, not abrupt, not pretentious, has reached the peak of the eighth level, is a rare work......"

It didn't take long for Wu Dao's voice to sound in the mirror.

Hearing the verdict, Zhang Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyebrows couldn't help but rise, revealing a look of pride.

can get Wu Daojing's evaluation, which shows that her painting, even if it is not as good as the previous "Winter Snow Treading Picture", is not far behind.

"Let's see what Wu Daojing judges for you......"

Knowing that he had won, he snorted coldly, and Zhang Ziqing looked over again.

Zizizizi!

After commenting on her work, Wu Daojing swept over the stones on the table.

After a pause, he swept again.

It seemed a little uncertain, so I swept 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 you compare it with the former, win!"

"Winning?"

With a flicker of her delicate body, Zhang Ziqing thought that she had misheard, and her eyes were about to pop out of her sockets.

How...... Wu Daojing, also began to open his eyes and talk nonsense?

What the hell is this...... You can pick up several pieces at random, why is it so rare?

"Uh, what's going on......"

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