With Ye Kun's words, everyone took a closer look at the picture scroll, it was indeed the case.

Everyone was basically smiling, even if they fell... Isn't it a bit unreal.

It's like deliberately portraying it.

In this way, the painting lacks some real charm.

Ding Zipu's face turned extremely dark after hearing this, if Ye Kun didn't say it right, then Ding Zipu wouldn't be so angry, it was because Ye Kun said it was right, he would react like this.

After all, Ding Zipu is the master of killers, and most of this painting is flattering to others, how dare he point out the bad points.

But then again, Ding Zipu's painting is already a masterpiece, and this can be regarded as a bone in the egg, but Yekun now has high requirements for painting, so he will pick out the shortcomings.

Ding Zipu gradually calmed down, and then smiled: "Ye Gongzi seems to have a deep understanding of paintings, I don't know if there are any works?"

"I don't have a work, after all, I'm just playing around in my spare time. Ye Kun said softly.

Ding Zipu laughed out loud after hearing this: "Why did the night boy make fun of my paintings?"

"Lord of the Killers, I didn't make fun of it, I just pointed out the shortcomings, don't talk nonsense. ”

"Night Boy is like this, so take out the work, so that I can see the shortcomings. ”

Ye Kun sighed lightly: "I just said it, there is no work." ”

"Then you..."

Before Ding Zipu's words were finished, Ye Kun continued: "Although there is no work, I can paint one on the spot. ”

As soon as Ye Kun said this, everyone was in an uproar, a good work, it is not something that can be made in a while!

Not to mention painting on the spot, after all, the environment in which the painting is made is also very important.

Ding Zipu smiled even more after hearing this: "You want to paint on the spot? I took three months to make this painting, if you can make it better than mine... I ate the painting on the spot!"

"Then can you eat upside down?" Ye Kun asked curiously.

This made Ding Zipu stand up very lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay! If you can't do it, then you will eat your own paintings!"

"Okay. ”

As Ye Kun agreed, everyone present also sweated for Ye Kun, the previous bet was only about status and divine sword, but the latter bet was simply insulting dignity.

The paintings on the long table were carefully put away, covered with clean drawing paper, and the pen and ink were served.

Everyone looked at Ye Kun who was defeated, and felt that Ye Kun would be defeated tonight, and it was too difficult to draw a better picture on the spot...

It simply can't be reached.

Ye Sinian seems to have seen Ye Kun make a joke, the Excalibur is gone, and even his reputation will be ruined, and Ye Kun will have no prestige after today.

Grandpa will naturally look down on Ye Kun, which is really a good thing.

Yeming is not worried at all now, his son's painting is just a casual touch, and the good painting in his eyes is torn up in an instant, expressing dissatisfaction.

This Ding Zipu is going to be unlucky today.

Only Ye Ming thought so in the audience, and everyone else felt that Ye Kun was going to lose.

Even the empress Hua Sharo is the same, in the empress's heart, Ye Kun's strength is very strong.

But being strong doesn't mean that painting is also strong.

As an empress, Hanasaro likes to paint on weekdays, but she doesn't paint, and even so, she knows that painting is not a matter of one or two.

But looking at Yekun's confident appearance, it seems to be a bit expected.

Hua Sharo smiled in his heart, this bald boy is very interesting.

Just when everyone was guessing, Ye Kun's right hand slowly stretched out, and he dipped the pen in ink in one go.

I didn't think about it at all, so I just frantically manipulated it on the drawing paper.

No one had ever seen a painting like this, and it was like a madman, without the slightest thought.

As a painting saint, Ding Zipu understands very well that every stroke on the way to painting must be thought about carefully, and the portrayal of every character needs to be refined, and the details must be full.

But look at Ye Kun, this is just a mess, scribbling on the drawing paper, there is no clue at all.

Everyone looked at Ye Kun's painting and shook their heads slightly, what kind of painting is this, it is estimated that the children in the private school can draw it casually.

Yeming was also surprised at this time, why did his son suddenly mess up?

What's the situation?

Ye Sinian wants to smile, do you think you're the only one to lose face... This is the face of the royal family, the face of Taijing...

Ye Sikong looked at Ye Kun, there was no big expression on his face, and he ate silently.

And yet at this very moment!

Night Kun's painting style has changed abruptly!

The original blurry ink is gradually emerging!

Although it was only a little outline, everyone felt that they had underestimated Ye Kun!

This is not a novice at all, this is simply a king-level painter!

I saw that the originally vague Mozi was gradually dispersed by Yekun, forming various roofs...

It seems to be very similar to Ding Zipu's painting!

This is simply the rhythm of a slap in the face!

The more Ding Zipu looked at it, the more frightened he became, this bald head was actually... Hidden in the depths!

His paintings are very profound!

Not only is it deep, but it's also very fast, and whoever paints as fast as him can't even think of it.

After just a stick of incense, half of the painting has been presented, and everyone's eyes are amazed, although it is only half a painting, but they have already felt the faint artistic conception.

is not as strong as Ding Zipu, but it seems very inconsistent.

This is the master!

Ding Zipu's face was already dark, he was a perennial painter, and he knew what this meant.

Although it was only half, Ding Zipu felt that he had already lost!

This bald head knows so much about painting!

Ye Sinian looked at Ye Kun's words, his original happy mood was gone, he originally thought that Ye Kun would be ruined after this night, but from now on, not only will he not, but even more famous!

In that case, I'm afraid there won't be one in Taikyo.

Ye Ming is used to it, and it seems that he Kunkun has learned his own pretending to be the first form of Dafa.

Yes, yes, this road to pretending to be forced is still very long, and you have to learn with an open mind.

Soon, the time for a stick of incense also passed.

But everyone thinks it's not fun, this kind of painting process, that's also a very cool thing...

Ye Kun put the pen away, looked at the painting in front of him, and said softly, "It's okay." ”

Burst!

Ding Zipu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was stunned!

My Brother Kun just painted a painting, and he actually made others vomit blood! This painting is an invisible pretend!

Think about the previous Dongmen family, Brother Kun made the Holy Heaven War vomit blood with a song, and so it made the Lord of Killers vomit blood with one painting.

(End of chapter)