However, although he was dissatisfied with the statement that the sky was not afraid, at this time, Hua Hate Liu had no time to think about how to "rip off the bamboo" in the future, because when he found that the two people in the field were competing with "potential", two completely different feelings also invaded him at the same time.

Hua hated Liu for a moment and remembered the husband who he had learned to paint when he was a child. He was already a court painter who had been famous for decades, and although he was no different from the old man who was basking under the sun and teasing his grandson on the street, he could always be serious and even "harsh" when it came to painting, and refute other painters who paid attention to advanced techniques. In his opinion, painting does not need any techniques at all, just know how much ink to use, sometimes splash ink like water, sometimes cherish ink like gold, and the rest of the time you just need to choose whether to point ink or light ink, paint ink or thick ink according to your feelings!

Hua Hateliu's idea coincides with this point of view, so he learns to paint very hard, and his own talent is much higher than that of ordinary people, so he has the strength to succeed Mr. in less than half a year. In addition to joy, surprise, and excitement, there is also a kind of love that Hua Hate Willow has seen so much in the eyes of others, and can almost read what words are in it through his eyes—this is a demon!

The reason why he thought of these was precisely because at this time he was perceived by the "potential" of Dugu Duan and Muta. He had never seen the "potential" of these two people before, but as far as the feeling at this time was concerned, Dugu Duan was the splash of ink that indulged in a moment, and Muta was the occasional embellishment but the magic was in the right point of ink.

However, this is just his feeling as an outsider, Kong Zhongyi, Peacock, Di Xiang and others, who are also outsiders, can't see anything else except for feeling the momentum around them, although Gongsun Zhiyi can't accurately feel the changes of the two people on the field, but his ability to observe the nuances is not empty talk, looking at the demeanor of the people in the field combined with the reactions of outsiders, you can roughly judge what has been done now.

For a more real and objective view of the situation in the field, it is still Yang Jian and Di Sheng. It's just that one of these two people is relatively easy to see, and the other is more difficult to see—but either way, when they see the danger clearly, they both have a solemn and worried look on their faces.

If Dugu had not had a mouth disease, he really wanted to scold Hua Hate Liu at this time. It's just a matter of sending yourself to make a move, or deliberately choosing "don't win, don't lose" when you don't know the depth of your opponent's strength at all, so that you can find a way to deal with it, isn't this a brain disease, what else can it be? Fortunately, the other party's real level is about the same as his own, otherwise with his sentence "don't lose, don't win", it would be almost impossible for him to go out unharmed!

If Dugu is "angry" in his heart, then Muta is "shocked" at this time. At the beginning, he made a surprise attack, and the opponent only took two steps back and turned to a defensive position to build momentum, if he didn't make a decision at that time, he was probably the one who was easily crushed by this powerful "momentum" at this time. Except for the gentleman who didn't want to show his face, it seems that he has never met such a powerful "power".

Thinking of this, Muta turned "surprise" into "joy". Anyway, since the opponent is hard to find, it is also a pleasure to try your best to fight!

Thinking of this, he let out a loud shout, and for a moment attracted the focus of the audience to himself.

Hua hated Liu only felt that with this loud shout, the brushwork of this painting was from the beginning of the simple outline, tiling, slowly becoming fine, fast, as if the two people began to paint the lotus leaves that spread all over the pond, the thick stems and thin branches have been drawn, others only feel that the next step to paint a few strokes of fat lotus leaves more, but unexpectedly the next move is to attract the fine raindrops of the wind, crackling a burst of ruthless destruction, the lotus leaves full of ponds become close to the battlefield after the fierce battle, oblique and vertical, the residual leaves are broken, so not desolate!

Although Duguduan's state at this time was better than the pond after the rain, under Muta's fine attack, he was inevitably just tired of dealing with it, and he had no power to fight back.

If you don't have the power to fight back, it doesn't mean that you don't have the heart to fight back. While coping, he was also waiting quietly, waiting for the rain to come out, waiting for Muta to run out of strength, and waiting while accumulating strength.

"It's not good to be alone!" Yang Jian looked at the side, only to feel that at this time he had retreated three zhang away one after another, and every time he stepped back, his figure seemed to be sluggish, and the steps under his feet were more obvious and vain.

"It's not done yet." Hua Hates Liu has his own set of truths, and at this time, he should follow Yang Jian's words and use his own set of truths. "Painting pays attention to the layout, pays attention to the dense and shallow, looking at the current situation, the layout is still good, but it is difficult to say whether it is dense and shallow......"

"You...... What do you mean? Yang Jian listened to his words, and didn't understand what this painting had to do with the fierce battle between the two of them, so he couldn't help but be curious.

"When I started to paint, the painting followed the path of paving with light ink and embellishing with thick ink, and it was only then that the heavy rain melted away the thick ink, and the light ink was almost white...... It doesn't look good. The flower hated the willow and said stupidly.

"Nerves!" At a glance, it didn't seem that she was talking to herself at all, but more like a flower hating willow in a fugue, Yang Jian had no choice but to continue to pay attention to the two who were fighting, but this time her heart was much more stable than before.

After all, this person doesn't seem to have anything to say......

"You still need a thick stroke!" As if she hadn't heard what Yang Jian said about herself, Hua Hate Liu whispered softly.

"Uncle, you see that this half pillar of incense is about to burn out, will the final result be a draw like the so-called Mr. Chou said?" The peacock looked at the timekeeper on the side, and saw that the pillar of incense in his hand had burned to the length of his thumb in just a moment, and he was afraid that the two people in the field would have another fifty or sixty moves back and forth, and the time would come. If you really don't have the ability to tell the winner by then, isn't it just like what Hua Hate Liu said, a "draw"?

"It's hard to say." Kong Zhongyi frowned, he took this opportunity to look at the people in the field again, and then said slowly: "Look at them, there is no trace of impatience on their faces, can't they see what kind of situation is in this situation?" Naturally, no, this can only show that the situation has not yet had a clear direction, and they are currently only waiting as a watchman, and I don't think this result will be able to tell the difference until the last moment. ”

"Can't tell the difference?" The peacock is puzzled, even if she is at this level, she can see that the difference between the two in that scene is too much, and the person named Lonely Break is clearly passive everywhere at this time, why is the situation still unclear and the winner is indistinguishable?

"O human heart!" Kong Zhongyi sighed in a low voice, "The most elusive thing is the human heart, you only see him in a hurry, he is a wolf, but you don't see him every time he is in a hurry to avoid a blow to his body, and every time he is a wolf, he takes two steps back......"

"It's really ......" Peacock didn't believe it, and immediately went to look at Duguduan, who was in a hurry and wolf on the surface, and soon heard her exclaim in a low voice: "It's true!" ”

Therefore, if you don't understand the human heart, you will be deceived by the surface. It's the same on the battlefield, the other party is defeated, and the other party is suspicious, is that really defeated? What is the purpose of the suspicious soldiers? In this way, if you don't understand what the other person is thinking, you will suffer a big loss after all. At this time, Kong Zhongyi dutifully played the role of a step-by-step teacher, but he didn't know that Hua Hyaliu would scoff at him after hearing his words about "people's hearts".

"What human heart? It's a bit vulgar! This is 'feelings'! ”

However, whether it is people's hearts or feelings, there are only a few people who can't see the arrogant enemy's plan to be made by Dugu Judgment in the scene, not to mention that these people have military advisors who are good at making decisions, and there are also one of the main generals in the perennial mixed army, if they can't even understand this clumsy carving insect skill, then they have no face to stay here.

At this time, the most anxious is still Namuta. He was not an impatient person, and because of the duties he undertook and the tasks he often had to take on required extreme seriousness and patience, if this "urgency" seemed to him as "impossible" in normal times, it would never happen to him.

But this is different. No matter how directly he attacked and ambushed treacherously, this young man named Dugu seemed to have no pressure at all, although he seemed extremely reluctant in terms of the strength of the block, the angle of dodging, etc., but in all fairness, the strength he used, the angle he chose, can only be described as "appropriate" - not much more force, no less than one point of force, just to avoid and block.

How many fights did this young man have to go through to train such incredible skills!

Looking at Dugu Duduan, whose face was as heavy as water, Muta couldn't help but think.

If Dugu knew that his opponent still cared about his own affairs at this time, I am afraid that he would only be able to cry and laugh. Although he still has the strength to spare, the "big move" that he used to perform is not suitable for being used on the spot - and he also has a faint feeling that the other party must be retaining his strength, and there must be a killing move that he has to keep because he is afraid of the current situation.

These two people were tied at the beginning of the first match, and now they are still tied for half a day, if they really want to divide the victory or defeat, then they can only find an opportunity to try each other's pressure on the bottom of the box.

And they also have a premonition in their hearts: this day will not be too far away.

Estimating that the time was almost up, Muta saw that he could not win for the time being, so he could only put away his anxious heart and carefully think about Mr. Gongsun's gesture: according to Mr. Gongsun's intentions, at this time, he would rather give in to the Di family than let the so-called Mr. Chou take advantage...... In this way, the only way to go is to admit defeat.

Thinking of this, he dodged and retreated, and Dugu Duan seemed to know that he had no intention of attacking again, so he also stopped his body and let him retreat. It's just that he pretended to be relieved and relaxed.

"We won!" As soon as he saw Muta retreating, Yang Jian immediately realized that there must be follow-up actions after this retreat, and immediately gaged the man's words.

However, this trick in the eyes of discerning people was picked up by the flute in the "haha" laughter: "Wonderful! Wonderful! I didn't expect the two of them to be such young talents, I was really jealous in my heart! ”

"The general laughed, what Dugu will know is just some fierce battles in the rivers and lakes, if you talk about charging into battle and sitting on soldiers and horses, it is really not worth mentioning!" Hua Hate Liu also gradually came back to his senses at this time, he knew that the thick stroke he was looking forward to was not the time to wave it now, and if he wanted to see it, he could only continue next time.

"It's time!" As if deliberately not giving Gongsun Zhiyi and the others a chance to speak, it was difficult for Lian Namuta to have time to insert a sentence since he retreated, and the timekeeper sang loudly.