The long-awaited Hundred Flowers Festival and the battle between the four academies came as scheduled today, but the latter had just started not long ago, and at this time there was an end gesture, for this matter, no one thought of it now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it is said that the talent who once praised himself was the highest praise for a student of the academy, then now, they don't know what to use to describe Shi Xuan in front of them.

Dealing with the other three academies with one person, not only did he not fall into the slightest disadvantage, but at this moment, if he defeated the last Zhang Hua of the Star Picking Academy, then Shi Xuan would be the first person in Shicheng to be remembered by everyone with a complete victory in the battle of the academies!

Not only that, but at this time, many people also boldly guessed that Shi Xuan won all this move, and there were a few more people who reached it by later generations

At this time, Shi Cheng stabbed Shi Zhao Wen, and he looked up at Shi Xuan's eyes with a hint of pity.

is young, but academically quite Confucian, not only that, after the successive win-win competitions just now, Shi Xuan did not show any pride because of this.

Modest and polite, gentle and elegant, this is the current impression of Shi Xuan by Zhao Wen, the assassin of Shicheng.

And then he glanced at the painting that had been prepared on the side, and Zhao Wen also stepped forward and said

"Now there is only one last item left in the competition, painting. There is no specific requirement for this year's Hundred Flowers Festival painting competition, Feng Shui and characters are acceptable.

You can draw what you are best at, or you can play as you like, the time is an hour, let's start. ”

"Yes, Lord Thorn."

After Zhang Hua and Shi Xuan heard this, the two of them also spoke

Immediately came to the place where he painted, and wrote together, and the two were also engaged in the final battle of this year's Hundred Flowers Festival.

At this time, the people around Juchun Pavilion were all looking forward to the two of them, one side was the already famous Zhang Hua, and the other side was Shi Xuan, who had just fought several times without defeat.

Moreover, Shi Xuan is a person who is quite accomplished in painting, and everyone is also looking forward to this duel between him and Zhang Hua.

Not only are they looking forward to it, but they are also a little excited and curious at this moment, the opening of the gambling house in the city to bet on Shi Xuan's total victory, this matter is also a well-known thing to everyone present.

The odds of one to fifteen are even more staggering, and then when I think of Shi Xuan's performance and results just now, it seems that this odds will really become a reality in the end

And the gambling silver under Shi Xuan's all-win handicap, from the opening to the end, a total of five thousand taels of silver!

If Shi Xuan really left with a complete victory today, then Liu Guang, the owner of the gambling house, would not lose his fortune to increase his odds that day!

Then he looked at Liu Guang, who was anxiously looking at Zhang Hua, and everyone also covered their mouths and snickered.

Judging from their smiles and the expectant look between their eyebrows, it seemed that Shi Xuan's total victory was already a sure thing.

"One pays fifteen, tsk, Liu Guang's courage was really big!"

………

The people who originally gathered around the Juchun Pavilion have dispersed a lot at this moment, although they are very concerned about the final win or loss, but painting is a very long thing, not only that, it is related to the last game of the competition, and the two of them are willing to easily close the pen.

An hour is more than enough time for painting, but the next hour has to be spent waiting, and many people who can't wait are also temporarily leaving.

Wang Ning, who was hiding under the willow tree from afar, looked at Zhang Hua and Shi Xuan, who were still painting in the Juchun Pavilion in the distance, and he also turned his head and asked Gao Gao Ming beside him

"You say, can Zhang Hua defeat Shi Xuan with his painting skills?"

"Why do you ask? Do you think that the virtuous brother will not lose? ”

After hearing Wang Ning's hidden worries, Gao Gao Ming also immediately asked Wang Ning

"In the past, I didn't believe that anyone could beat Zhang Hua in terms of painting skills, but after seeing Shi Xuan's terrifying strength with my own eyes, I was honestly really a little worried."

Wang Ning said his inner thoughts frankly, without a trace of concealment, a Shi Xuan who constantly defeated others one after another and never encountered difficulties, his previous performance would give others an illusion

An illusion that he is omnipotent and cannot lose, and as an opponent, Zhang Hua, although he has superb attainments in painting

But Zhang Hua has long been famous and his low-key style of doing things is easy for others to ignore and forget his past achievements.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Wang Ning also felt that many people felt in their hearts that Zhang Hua would lose to Shi Xuan today, thus completing Shi Xuan's complete victory

Above the momentum, Shi Xuan is crushing at this moment, like a wide and unobstructed road, in which a horse that can travel thousands of miles a day gallops to its heart's content.

Although momentum is not the key to victory, it can indirectly affect the opponent's mentality with strong and domineering momentum.

At the beginning, it left the other party with full psychological pressure, which affected the next play, and now Zhang Hua, who kept stopping and hesitating in the Juchun Pavilion, is now like this.

From the beginning to the present time, the right side of his pen has been hesitating, and he immediately put the pen away, and every hesitation has made his heart more burdensome.

Over and over again, there are no portraits on a blank piece of paper, but there are a lot of ink spots.

Shi Xuan, who corresponded to Zhang Hua on the side, has been painting on the blank paper seriously from the beginning to the present, without a moment of pause and hesitation.

His right hand kept waving on the white paper, with a certain frequency, Shi Xuan, who was painting at the moment, he gave others a sense of harmony and naturalness.

After Zhao Wen, the assassin of Shicheng, took the performance of the two into his eyes, he also had a rough judgment in his heart, and then looked at Zhang Hua, who was still not brushing, and now he was also a little worried in his heart

Although Zhao Wen and Zhang Hua did not intersect, Zhao Wen had also heard of Zhang Hua's reputation.

A young man with a good future in painting skills, if he is obsessed with this and has a sinking heart, such a thing, and Zhao Wen, who cherishes talents, also does not want to see it.

But no matter how unwilling he is, Zhao Wen can't help him, after all, it is Zhang Hua himself who paints now, and how to step out of this hurdle always depends on Zhang Hua himself

After Zhang Hua in the pavilion looked down and saw that the white paper was full of ink spots, his heartbeat at this time also suddenly accelerated, and looking at his slightly trembling right hand, Zhang Hua was also trying to stabilize his mind.

After a few long breaths, Zhang Hua also regained a lot of calm at this time, his right hand was not trembling, and at the same time, after admonishing himself in his heart, Zhang Hua finally wanted to really start writing at this time

But just after he had just dipped in ink and was about to paint, Shi Xuan on the side put away his pen and said to Zhao Wen

"Master Thorn History, the student's painting has been completed"