"Despicable!" In the crowd, Shenmu Fang Tian put his hands in his pockets, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he naturally saw what Lin Dashan was thinking.

However, Shenmu Fangtian is a master of Chinese painting after all, and he also has his own self-confidence.

Even if Yang Fan's attainments in Chinese painting are difficult to fathom, Shenmu Fangtian is also not afraid.

"Master Yang, please make a move!" At this time, Lin Dashan bent down again and said to Yang Fan with great respect.

"Master Yang, please take action!" In the entire hall, the crowd lowered their heads one after another, and their voices continued to resound in the hall.

Mu Bingxue clenched her teeth, stepped forward, looked at Yang Fan expectantly, and said, "Yang Fan, you can help Lin Lao and them." ”

Yang Fan put his hands behind his back, sighed lightly, nodded after all, and said, "Okay, I haven't painted for a long time." ”

After speaking, Yang Fan walked straight to a long table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Master Yang, you have to think about it, the losing side will have to seal the pen!" Shenmu Fang Tian frowned, and reminded in a deep voice.

"I know. Yang Fan nodded calmly and didn't say much.

"Okay! Since that's the case, then I'll let all of you people in Huaguo seal their pens!" The corners of Shenmu Fangtian's mouth squirmed, and he said in a cold voice: "Master Yang, as long as your painting can surpass the one I painted just now, you will win!"

Just now, the "Plum" painted by Shenmu Fangtian was made by Shenmu Fangtian, and it can be said that "Plum" can be regarded as the pinnacle work of Shenmu Fangtian.

Even if Shenmu Fangtian repaints it, it may not be able to paint a better work than "Plum".

Therefore, for the sake of insurance, Shenmu Fangtian decided to use "Mei", which had defeated Lin Dashan before, to compete with Yang Fan.

In the crowd, Yang Fan spread his hands indifferently, and then his eyes turned and landed on the long table in front of him.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, brushed his sleeve with one hand, held the pen with the other, the tip of the pen fell, and quickly drew on the rice paper.

Yang Fan did it in one go, and the speed in his hands was dazzling.

"Good...... That's a lot of speed. ”

"Master Yang's painting technique is too fast. ”

……

The crowd's eyes were round, and they looked at Yang Fan with dull eyes.

Yang Fan's painting speed is not only fast, but also very beautiful, which is intoxicating.

Brush!

In the crowd, Yang Fan's wrist turned slightly, and the brush in his hand moved quickly, and soon, a rough outline appeared in the field of vision of the crowd.

"Master Yang is drawing a person!"

"No, Master Yang painted snow!"

……

The crowd's eyes widened, staring at the movements of Yang Fan's hands without blinking, for fear of missing a trace of detail.

The crowd found that under Yang Fan's calligraphy and painting, a heavy snow slowly emerged, and in the heavy snow, there seemed to be a sword-dancing woman.

Brush!

The brush in Yang Fan's hand continued to dance, and the outline of the woman in the painting became clearer and clearer.

"This ...... Isn't this Mu Bingxue?!" The crowd's pupils twitched, their expressions froze, and their eyes stared at the woman painted by Yang Fan.

In the painting, the woman is holding a Qingfeng long sword, dancing in the snow, with an elegant posture, like a fairy!

Whew!

At this time, Yang Fan took a deep breath, turned his wrist slightly, withdrew the brush, and finished painting.

And a picture of a fairy dancing a sword in the snow was also completely presented in front of the crowd.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!" the crowd's eyes were round, and they were stunned as they looked at Yang Fan's paintings.

Yang Fan's paintings are full of infinite vitality, the crowd seems to feel the cold of winter, and see the fairies in the ice and snow, and the whole person seems to be caught in the painting.

The crowd took a deep breath, then came back to their senses and turned their eyes to Mu Bingxue on the side.

The crowd found that the girl in this painting looked exactly the same as Mu Bingxue!

"I really envy Mu Bingxue for having a boyfriend who is a master of Chinese painting. The crowd looked at Mu Bingxue with envy and began to discuss.

Mu Bingxue blushed slightly, and looked a little shyly towards the corner where no one was around.

"This ...... At ......this time, Shenmu Fang Tian frowned, hurriedly walked in front of Yang Fan, squinted his eyes, bent his body, and carefully observed Yang Fan's "Fairy Dancing Sword Picture".

"This detail...... How can there be a trace of Tang Bohu's charm?" "Shenmu Fangtian, as a master of Chinese painting, naturally saw some clues at a glance.

Shenmu Fangtian found that the heavy snow painted by Yang Fan contained the characteristics of many famous historians.

Just what Shenmu Fangtian perceived, there are Tang Bohu's painting characteristics and Wu Daozi's painting characteristics.

However, Yang Fan's painting of "Fairy Dancing Sword Picture" is not exactly the same as Tang Bohu and Wu Daozi's painting habits, as if it is a kind of hybridization, self-contained, and exquisite!

Shenmu Fangtian took a deep breath, his gaze moved down, and then he looked at the beautiful woman in the painting.

Shenmu Fang Tian just glanced at it, and found that when Yang Fan was painting this woman, he mixed in the painting techniques of many historical masters that Shenmu Fang Tian was familiar with!

Shenmu Fang Tian calculated, just what he could see, there were already more than a dozen historical masters painting techniques!

"Wonderful, wonderful!" At this time, Lin Lao suddenly stepped forward and sighed: "Wu Daozi, Tang Bohu, Gu Kaizhi ......"

"It's wonderful to take the essence of the painting techniques of these famous historical masters, discard their badness, and then mix them together to form a school of their own!" Lin Lao's wrinkled old face was full of shock.

Lin Lao has studied Chinese painting for more than 90 years, and he has never seen such a shocking painting technique!

Yang Fan's painting techniques are absolutely unique and precious in the world!

And this "Fairy Dancing Sword Picture" is even more natural, and the woman in the painting seems to be alive.

In this competition, it is naturally clear who wins and who loses!

"Shenmu Fangtian, you still don't admit defeat?" Lin Lao put his hands behind his back, his face full of smiles.

On the side, Shenmu Fang Tian's brows were furrowed, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and his wrinkled old face was full of unwillingness.

If Yang Fan's "Fairy Dancing Sword Picture" is only a little better than Shenmu Fangtian's "Plum", Shenmu Fangtian can still quibble.

However, Yang Fan's "Fairy Dancing Sword Picture" is too amazing, too much higher than "Mei", even if Shenmu Fangtian quibbles, it is useless.

After all, the gap between the two was too big, like the difference between clouds and mud, which made Shenmu Fang Tian desperate in his heart, and he could no longer give birth to half a point of battle intent!

Shenmu Fang Tian's eyes closed, he tilted his head, sighed, and finally spoke: "I lost." ”

Rumble!

Shenmu Fangtian's voice exploded in the entire hall like a bomb, and the crowd instantly boiled!