At the gate of the martial arts courtyard, the lame old man who was watching the gate looked at Ao Fenggu and asked with some complaints, "Why did you come now?"

Ao Fenggu handed over a scallion pancake wrapped in oiled paper, "There was something halfway, and I was delayed for a while." ”

When he first entered the martial arts academy, Ao Fenggu often entered and exited from the gate, and gradually became familiar with the old man who watched the gate.

The old man at the gate took the scallion pancake and urged, "Hurry up and go to the Chaos Painting Hall, my old man has three gold coins on you, this is my coffin book!"

Ao Fenggu was slightly stunned, the two were nodding friends, but they didn't expect this old man to trust himself so much, and he couldn't help but sigh a little.

"Although you can't win, you can't be a shrunken turtle who escapes, the people of our martial arts academy can lose, but you must not escape. ”

The old man at the gatekeeper said a word that made Ao Fenggu's emotion disappear.

It seems that everyone is not optimistic about themselves, Ao Fenggu shook his head slightly, but after thinking about it, this matter is understandable, after all, Poria has cracked seven Martial Emperor Star Paintings, and he himself has been wandering in front of the first one for seven days.

The gap between the two is as big as the difference between clouds and mud.

"But so what?" said Ao Fenggu grinned.

Today, the periphery of the Chaos Painting Hall is overcrowded.

Many young girls are waiting for the male god in their hearts with worship.

Moreover, there are a large number of male students who seem to be very much looking forward to the outcome of the bet.

Even, elders and teachers like Ling Bo Ying also have a lot of secret bets.

The middle school of the Warrior Alliance, it has not been so lively for hundreds of years, and these two people have the feeling of being both Yu and Liang, and the smell of gunpowder between the two is full.

Emperor Wu's star paintings, although they are drawn by different sages, each one is a difficult challenge, but the composition of Emperor Wu's star paintings is ever-changing, and their roots are still the rules that constitute the world of star paintings.

And Ao Fenggu has already crossed that threshold, and he can completely bypass those challenges and crack the Martial Emperor Star Painting by using those rules.

It took him half a day to come up with this solution.

"Aren't they just a few paintings?" Ao Fenggu walked into the martial arts courtyard and strode towards the Chaos Painting Hall.

The old man looked at his back, and after a long time, he couldn't help but sigh, "This kid has the demeanor of the dean back then." ”

Ao Fenggu came to the outside of the Chaos Painting Hall.

It wasn't just who called his name, the next moment, everyone, all turned to look at him.

The chaotic and noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

"Ao Fenggu is here. ”

"You must lose to Poria Cocos, I have put my net worth on the table. ”

"Hmph, he's only the first one, and the gap is big. ”

Ao Fenggu walked forward, and the crowd in front of him automatically separated, and after he walked by, he couldn't help but surround him.

Ao Fenggu's footsteps were firm, without saying a word, and the aura emanating from his body was like a sharp sword.

Not at all like a man who is caught in a losing situation.

Compared with the powerful aura of Poria Gongzi, it is not inferior.

Ao Fenggu entered the Chaos Painting Hall, and the two guardian elders of the Painting Hall glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.

After a long time, the student council director pouted, "What's the big deal, just pretending, is he still hoping to catch it back?"

"That's it, there's still six paintings left!"

"Not to mention six paintings, in just one day, if you die, you will crack the second one. ”

"If Ao Fenggu can win, I'll pour him a moonnight pot!"

The surrounding student council members burst out laughing.

On the outer wall of the painting hall, there is a woman dressed in a very conspicuous manner.

She sighed, "He really came, looking at him like that, he seems to be confident?"

This person's name is Tianxiang Ji, and she is a highly qualified student in the martial arts academy, even if some instructors see her, they have to be polite.

The strength behind it is naturally self-evident.

Beside Tianxianghime, except for a man, the rest of the people did not dare to approach.

The man's name is Lei Zhen, and he is also the leader of the older generation of students in the martial arts academy, Lei Zhen nodded, his eyes were complicated, "To be honest, in my opinion, he doesn't have the slightest chance of winning." He suddenly turned to look at the woman beside him, "Senior sister, back then, it only took you three days to crack five Martial Emperor Star Paintings, right?"

Tian Xiangji nodded, revealing a look of remembrance, "It seems that I am the fastest to crack the Martial Emperor Star Painting, but after cracking the fifth one, I completely passed out, and when I woke up again, it had been a month." She patted her strong chest with palpitations, "That time hurt my soul a lot, and I almost became an idiot." ”

"With the talent of the senior sister, she can only do it to this extent, no matter how strong Ao Fenggu is, he works hard, and he can crack up to three paintings. There was some inexplicable loss in Lei Zhen's eyes, "Even so, he still can't win Poria Cocos." ”

"It's no wonder that no one else stopped him, and seven days were all spent on the first painting," Tian Xiang Ji thought for a moment and pointed to her head, "Probably there is something wrong here." ”

Ao Fenggu walked into the Chaos Painting Hall.

All the freshmen came to see it.

On their faces, there were doubts, shocks, ridicule, and sympathy.

In their hearts, Ao Fenggu, who was destined to not win, had already lost whether he came or not.

The crowd whispered to each other.

Especially those girls who are obsessed with Poria Gongzi, the ridicule and smile on their faces can't be hidden.

If it weren't for the fear of disturbing the sons of Poria, I'm afraid they would have sneered at Ao Fenggu a long time ago.

Ting Mei stood up from the front of the fourth painting, came to Ao Fenggu's side, and stood quietly next to him.

There was no expression on her face, as the Holy Maiden of the Phoenix Clan, even if she didn't say a word, her dignity and majesty were inviolable, and her momentum had been fully revealed.

She stood next to Ao Fenggu, although she didn't say a word, everyone understood her attitude.

Although the eyes of those girls were disdainful, the yin and yang weird conversations were noticeably quieter.

Ao Fenggu smiled slightly, and said apologetically, "I've been running around the back mountain and the painting hall these days, and I haven't been able to go back to see you, it's all my fault." ”

He couldn't forget that person, so in the face of Ting Mei, Ao Fenggu always felt guilty in his heart.

"Do you still know that it's wrong?" Hong Liangliang ran over with a depressed face, "All my belongings have been finished by you!"

Huang Yiyi on the side said dissatisfiedly, "Who said that you can't bear the wolf if you are reluctant to let the child trap, and it wasn't Fenggu who forced you to bet, how can you blame him for this?"

"It's not because I believe in Fenggu too much," Hong Liangliang cried with a sad face.

"Feng Gu, I'm going to eat and drink at your place in the future, don't drive me away. ”

Ao Fenggu couldn't cry or laugh.

Again, he went to the first painting.

The crowd stepped out of the way, but they sneered.

"Well, it's the first one. ”

"Anyway, it's good that I don't lose my bet, and it's best that he always paints first. ”

Ao Fenggu unfolded his spiritual power and entered the first painting.

(End of chapter)