When Lu Sheng saw Ye Yu's work, he was much more shocked than Ye Yu, because he didn't expect that a young offspring would have such pen power, the strokes were like blades, and his potential was about to break through the paper!

Looking at the words between the lines, it is like a golden iron horse, which makes people suddenly feel a fierce murderous aura coming to their faces. Lu Sheng asked himself that his calligraphy had reached the realm, but he never thought that a young student would have such skills!

With the shock in his heart, Lu Sheng turned to look at Ye Yu, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that between the lines, it is difficult to decide the winner!" ”

"That's exactly what Ye meant!"

The simple conversation between the two is a storm for everyone on and off the stage.

It's not the same, it seems that there is only a comparison of the number of layers of ink penetrating the paper!

Kong Dexian instructed the guards to remove the papers from their desks in order......

As the guards pulled away one by one, everyone's hearts also rose to their throats at this moment, and they all stared at the stage, for fear that they would miss a moment in the blink of an eye.

"The tenth, the handwriting is clear......"

"The thirteenth, the handwriting is legible ......"

"Sixteenth, legible ......"

When the guards pulled away from the table of the two to the sixteenth piece of paper, the handwriting was still clearly visible! This has already broken the fifteen records of Meng Baitan's strength through the back of the paper.

"Nineteenth, legible ......"

"The twenty-seventh, the handwriting is still clear!"

Kong Dexian read to the end, and he couldn't describe his shock at the moment, the two sides not only broke the original record, but also broke new highs one after another!

At this moment, he realized how ignorant he was, thinking that the strength of the back of the paper was already a limit, but the two of them were able to see through the back of the paper twenty-seven, although the handwriting was much lighter, but they could still see the handwriting trend clearly!

Now it's only the last sheet on the table, and the winner or loser is the last piece of paper!

Everyone held their breath and waited for the last piece of paper to be opened, because the answer to the victory or defeat was finally revealed!

Kong Dexian also took a deep breath nervously, he did not let the guards uncover the rice paper, but came to the table of the two to watch it in person.

As a result, to his shock, joy, and disappointment, the last piece of paper of the two of them had looming handwriting.

If you have to compare, it can only be said that Ye Yu's last one, the ink is clearer than Lu Sheng.

At this time, Lu Sheng was very surprised in his heart, looked at Ye Yu with a moving expression, and exclaimed: "Lord Ye has such a pen power!" Lu's conceit through the twenty-eight layers of paper back is no longer unmatched, and he never thought that Lord Ye was an exception! ”

"Your Excellency is not weak!"

Ye Yu was also very surprised in his heart at this moment, he was conceited to follow his mentor Wang Ximeng to practice pen skills to the fullest, but he didn't expect this Lu Sheng in front of him to be so good!

Wanyan Yungong came to the front in a few steps, and saw that both of them were trying to penetrate the twenty-eight layers of the paper, but their eyebrows were furrowed, and they were very unwilling: "It's a tie!" ”

Wow!

This time it was lively, and this competition turned out to be a draw, which was a result that everyone did not expect.

"Tie!?"

Ye Yu laughed heartily at the moment, laughing freely and violently, laughing arbitrarily!

After the laughter, Ye Yu sneered at Wanyan Yungong: "Your Highness can't help but be proud too early, right?" ”

After saying this, Ye Yu walked to his desk and uncovered the last piece of paper in public! Then he pushed the table to the ground and showed it to the public.

Everyone didn't know why, but when they focused their eyes on the wooden board on the table, they found that there were still dots of ink on the wooden board, and the handwriting was faintly visible.

At the same time, Lu Sheng's table was also pushed to the ground, but there was not a trace of ink on the wooden board where the paper was uncovered!

This already shows that the ink of Lu Sheng's article died of exhaustion when it reached the twenty-eighth layer of paper!

And Ye Yu's pen and ink not only penetrate the twenty-eight layers on the back of the paper, but also the gesture is still printed on the wooden board!

What a pen power!?

Even Lu Sheng was speechless in shock at the moment!

Hiss!

There were many people gathered around the high platform, and after a short silence, a thunderous cheer broke out in an instant!

Many of them may not know calligraphy, and some of them may not be able to read anything, but the fact that it is so obvious that it speaks for itself!

"Lord Ye's pen power has the ability to open the stele and crack the stone, and Lu Mou lost!"

A qiē is a foregone conclusion, and Lu Sheng has no choice but to admit defeat!

Ye Yu arched his hand at the gentle and elegant Lu Sheng and said, "Accept it!" ”

Ye Yu's big start won a big game, which attracted bursts of applause from everyone in the audience! There are even many people with tears in their eyes, letting out the long-lost cry!

Meng Baitan walked in and looked at the masterpieces of the two, and finally shook his head and said to himself: "Calligraphy has reached this realm, it is no longer possible to achieve it with hard work, even if the old man has the heart, he is no longer able to ......."

Kong Dexian, the priest of the country, carefully put away Ye Yu's ink treasure, personally handed it over to Gonggong Liu, who had been waiting for a long time, and then sent it to the palace by Gonggong Liu.

This is the order given by Zhao Yan before, he not only has to see Ye Yu's authentic handwriting, but also always understand the detailed process of the game!

……

The next thing to do is to try your drawing skills, and after preparing on the high platform, you will officially enter the game.

Zhuo Lu Qingyun stood in front of the table, looked at Ye Yu coldly, and said with disdain: "Ye Yu, your victory is over here!" If you want to beat the old man in painting skills, it's just a fantasy! ”

"Ignorant conceit, that's stupidity!" Ye Yu stood with his hands in his hands, staring coldly at Zhuo Lu Qingyun.

"Hahaha! Conceited? The Danqing painted by the literati of the Song Kingdom is nothing but flowers, birds, fish and insects, and the playthings are demoralized and have no momentum! Even so, it is called cultivating sentiment! It's ridiculous! ”

Ye Yu's brows furrowed slightly when he heard this, and he asked in a condensed voice, "Then I don't know what Your Excellency wants to paint today?" ”

"Humph! The old man's painting is called! ”

After Zhuo Lu Qingyun finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Ye Yu, and sketched Danqing on the drawing paper with his pen, and his skillful painting skills made people dazzled.

On the other hand, Ye Yu was silent and motionless, until everyone was already anxious, Ye Yu whispered to She Dongcheng beside him: "Dong Cheng, give me the dagger!" ”

"Big brother, what are you ......" She Dongcheng was suddenly confused by Ye Yu's sudden request.

"You know, I'm not used to saying one sentence twice!"

"Yes!"

Ye Yu took the dagger from She Dongcheng's hand, and pulled out the scabbard, and the moment he pulled out the scabbard, a cold light flashed from his eyes. And Ye Yu's abnormal behavior made everyone puzzled.

Looking at the envoys of the Jin Kingdom and the people of the Great Song Dynasty who were watching from the audience, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yu's mouth: "Today's painting of Ye is made for the people of the Great Song Dynasty!" ”

Saying that, without waiting for everyone to ask, he held a sharp dagger in his left hand, and held the blade in his right hand, and the moment the dagger was withdrawn from his right hand, blood had already dripped down the palm of his hand on the drawing paper!

Red and eye-catching!

Syllable!

His right hand slapped heavily on the table, Ye Yu endured the pain of his skin, his palm kept rubbing on the white rice paper, and with the blood that kept gushing out, his five fingers were linked, outlining the blueprint in his heart.

Ye Yu slowly raised his head and glanced at the stunned Zhuo Lu Qingyun, and said coldly at the corner of his mouth: "This picture is called a picture, flowers, birds, fish and insects?" Ye also disdains this! ”

Hiss!

No pen and ink marks, natural, few people have used their fingers to paint since ancient times, Ye Yu's move in the current Great Song Dynasty, can be said to be a precedent!

This crazy move made everyone present stunned, but this consternation seemed to have a certain change in the crowd over time.

What is that? Is it the spark that is about to be extinguished in the hearts of the Song people, or is it a stubbornness flowing in the blood!?

Looking at Ye Yu who was painting with blood on the stage, a throbbing suddenly sprouted in his heart. Especially the stark contrast between the white-clothed Shengxue and the blood, she actually lost her mind for a short time.

"He's really different......"

"Among the literati, he is indeed an outlier! His expression is both reasonable and unexpected...... "Xiao Duolubu looked at Ye Yu, who had five fingers in the field, and was also full of emotion in his heart.

“……”

Everyone stared nervously at the competition scene, and they were even more amazed by Ye Yu's five fingers, using his fingers as a pen and blood as ink. With a stick of incense, Zhuolu Qingyun took the lead in finishing the Danqing painting.

Immediately after that, Ye Yu closed the pen perfectly, but at this moment, Ye Yu's originally pale face was even paler due to excessive blood loss.

What Zhuo Lu Qingyun painted is that on the long picture scroll, the neighing of thousands of horses can be described as majestic! The little outline is far-reaching, which makes these people who know how to paint also admire.

It can be said that Zhuo Lu Qingyun's painting, whether it is painting skills or Danqing's intentions, is already perfect.

The judge this time is Zhao Boju, although he lost the competition with Zhuolu Qingyun before, but in the field of appreciation, Zhao Boju is already unsurpassed.

After Zhao Boju looked at Zhuo Lu Qingyun's paintings, he was more impressed than dignified, because this would indicate that Ye Yu would not be able to surpass it no matter what!

However, when Ye Yu's painting was hung, Zhao Boju's suppressed breathing was a little short of breath by the momentum of this painting. He wasn't the only one, everyone present couldn't help but look shocked when they saw this painting!

This painting outlined in blood is dominated by mountains and rivers, supplemented by landforms, but those who are familiar with geography can see that this is the territory of the Jin Kingdom north of the Yangtze River!

Patches of blood-red mountains, inches of red scorched earth, wisps of dark red beacon smoke and wolf smoke, the whole painting is blood-red, like purgatory on earth, and the entire mountains and rivers are soaked in blood.

Chill! Die! Ruined miè!

Even the river in the painting is blood-red, and the visual impact is chilling.

The crown prince of the Jin Kingdom looked at this danqing with a face, but his face was extremely angry. To outline such a bloody picture with the territory of the Kingdom of Jin is nothing more than a public provocation.

Looking at the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers shrouded in blood, Wan Yan Yungong's eyes were already blood-red......