"That's enough, the winner has been decided!"

Mo Qingmei's voice came from the main hall, and a gentle breeze immediately rolled up in the ring, like smoke and fog, soft and weak, and the aura of heaven and earth that was still raging seemed to be slowly erased from the void, and the scene suddenly returned to clarity.

I saw that in the pitted ring floor, the figures of Sun Haozhi and other six people were revealed.

"Hiss......"

Everyone who watched the battle clearly saw the appearance of the six of them gasped in unison, and many girls screamed and covered their eyes, and their faces suddenly blushed.

I saw that Sun Haozhi and the six of them had already passed out, covered with water, without a wisp, and there were scorched black marks everywhere on the flesh, and even the indescribable places were burned to the ground, and the six people were like garbage heaps overlapping each other indiscriminately, and their posture was unsightly.

Some good deeds began to coax, and laughter broke out in the audience.

"Lin Tianyang, you are such a bastard!" Steward Liu was so angry that he stomped his feet, and hurriedly beckoned several students to come up to the stage to carry Sun Haozhi off the field, glared at Lin Tianyang viciously, and then left the plum garden with all the people from the Mosong Art Gallery.

Sun Haozhi had already lost all the face of Mosong Art Gallery in this battle, and he didn't want to stay here anymore to be embarrassed.

"Perhaps, at the end of that sentence just now, I should say that it is more appropriate for Lin Tianyang. ”

Mo Qingmei looked at the five innate martial artists who were carried off the field unconscious, and then looked at the messy arena, shook her head and smiled bitterly, and announced loudly: "The winner of the first competition, Qingjiang Art Museum, Lin Tianyang!"

There was a silence in the room, and immediately there was an earth-shattering cheer.

All the people were clapping their hands desperately, they were all laymen, and they didn't understand how powerful Lin Tianyang was, but the scene of the Seven Dao Nine Heavenly Runes flying all over the sky was the only one they had seen in their lives, and Lin Tianyang's feat of crushing the five innate martial artists in one breath made them feel hearty and eye-opening.

The people of Qingjiang Art Museum and Lin Tianwan and others celebrated to their heart's content, and many people's eyes were filled with tears, Lin Tianyang was in such a difficult and desperate situation to fight Sun Haozhi and others alone, but he relied on anti-heaven means to turn the tide, turned defeat into victory, and even slapped all those who looked down on him a loud slap!

Such a feat, how not to get carried away with excitement!

The cheers from the audience shook the earth, and Lin Tianyang stood calmly on the ring, looking around indifferently.

Feeling his gaze sweeping, those candidates who participated in the meeting only felt a shock all over their bodies, and those eyes that were extremely calm contained the power that made their hearts palpitate, so that they couldn't have the idea of confrontation at all.

The changes of his own students have not escaped the perception of the teachers and students of the art gallery, and many painters are silent in their teaching, and Lin Tianyang's authority is no longer something that can be stopped by painter students.

Even Ye Qiu, who is known as the genius of the first painter in Mobei City, is by no means his opponent.

However, I'm afraid that from now on, the title of the first painter genius in Mobei City no longer belongs to Ye Qiu......

"If you meet Lin Tianyang, admit defeat directly. "All the teachings gave the same order.

The power of the first war, no one dared to fight him again.

"Lin Tianyang, you have consumed a lot, and you will leave the field to breathe first, waiting for the opponent in the next game. Mo Qingmei said.

"Senior Qingmei, I'm afraid that with Lin Tianyang's strength, I'm afraid that there are not many candidates in the field who dare to fight him, why not just let him be promoted to the battle of the leader of the painting club?" Wang Jingxing proposed with a smile on his face.

Lin Tianyang in the ring couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, this big man of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce really changed his face faster than Changtian, he was still targeting himself before, but now he can immediately express kindness to himself as if nothing happened, such a tossing and turning kung fu is indeed amazing.

However, since the other party took the initiative to express goodwill, Lin Tianyang would not gain an inch, his current strength can be regarded as invincible among the students of the art gallery, but in front of this kind of big man, he has no arrogant capital at all.

He bowed slightly at Wang Jingxing, and saw that the latter chuckled a few times with satisfaction.

Wang Jingxing openly spoke for Lin Tianyang, and Bai Changsheng, who admired Lin Tianyang very much in his heart, was not far behind, and immediately said: "I agree, this son's talent can be called a demon, his strength is so strong, and there is no one to beat him in the field, so don't waste his time." ”

Zhang Tianyao smiled peacefully and agreed: "The two of you are reasonable, and I think the same way. ”

The three most prominent people in Mobei City spoke for a teenager at the same time, which was a scene that no one dared to imagine, but it really happened at this moment.

Wang Ziyan's beautiful eyes lit up, and she said softly: "Senior Mo, in fact, this is not bad, Lin Tianyang is directly promoted to the top of the battle, and there will be a few fewer hard-hit candidates in the field, isn't it a good thing?"

Hearing her say this, the corners of the three elders of Meiyuan's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

It is unheard of for the absence of one candidate to contribute to the mental health of other candidates.

Lin Tianyang couldn't cry or laugh, it seemed that everyone had become very naughty after getting acquainted with him......

The VIPs in the hall opened their mouths together, Mo Qingmei pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "Lin Tianyang's strength is obvious to all, we will wait for the resolution to directly promote him to the battle of the champion, if there is any dissent in the field, you can come to the stage and directly challenge Lin Tianyang to compete for promotion qualifications!"

Mo Qingmei's voice was loud, and the room was quiet again, and everyone waited with bated breath.

Lin Tianyang stood with his hands in his hands, exuding a faint aura fluctuation around his body, intimidating the audience.

After waiting for a long time, no one came to the stage to challenge.

"I announce, Lin Tianyang directly entered the battle of the leader!" Mo Qingmei did not waste time and directly announced the result.

The square immediately erupted in a tsunami of cheers again, and everyone was very excited, as if they were witnessing the birth of a great history.

In the 50-year history of the Plum Garden Painting Club, there has never been a leader who has won three consecutive games, but today, Lin Tianyang is only one step away from the top of the Grand Slam!

Looking at all the candidates, there is no opponent who can stop him, and everyone can be sure that Lin Tianyang is already the leader of the Grand Slam!

Only Ye Qiu.

He looked at Lin Tianyang, who was standing on the stage with a calm expression, and his eyes were boiling with war: "Before, you came to challenge me, and now, it's my turn to challenge you!"

Cao Ruohai on the side felt his determination, his face was like ashes, he was silent, and a strange man suddenly patted him on the shoulder behind him......

Lin Tianyang calmly walked out of the ring, looking at the fanatical worship in the eyes of the people around him, without a ripple in his heart.

After venting his frenzy, his state of mind suddenly calmed down, and his thoughts became clear, whether it was the goodwill of the people in the main hall or the indulgent cheers of the people watching the battle, this was the respect he had won with his strength.

They were the ones who looked down on themselves the most, and now they are the ones who cheer for themselves, and the huge change in the meantime is just because they have shown enough strength.

Lin Tianyang believed that if he was defeated in the next second, these people would not hesitate to ridicule him.

All the majestic compliments they give are illusions, and only those who stand with themselves in the face of adversity are worth cherishing.

"Tianyang, you are really ......" Lu Huanyu looked at Lin Tianyang, who was slowly walking in front of him, his mood was extremely complicated, and he didn't know how to describe the most outstanding student in the history of Qingjiang Art Gallery, and finally just patted him on the shoulder.

Wu Xiaoling and other students were not as complicated as him, and when they saw Lin Tianyang returning to the rest area, they pounced on him with a strange scream, constantly describing their feelings when they just watched the battle, with vivid expressions, as if they felt more deeply than Lin Tianyang, a person who had experienced it firsthand.

They crackled and talked about a lot of ups and downs of their mental journeys, and when he heard him, he shook his head again and again and smiled bitterly, and hurriedly pulled out, sat cross-legged, and began to recover his mental power.

Previously, he frantically copied the Celestial Rune, his telekinesis was almost exhausted, and the battle for the leader was imminent, and he had to adjust his state.

If nothing else, the opponent in the battle of the champions will only be Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu can firmly hold the genius throne of the first painter in Mobei City, and his strength is by no means comparable to the weak Sun Haozhi, even if he has the Heavenly Sage Illustrated Book in his hand, he will not take it lightly.

After calming down, the nine stars of mental power in the sea of consciousness began to run rapidly.

At the time of pranayama, the ring competition between the arenas was still going on, but after seeing Lin Tianyang's crazy Heavenly Rune Method, the competition of these people could no longer arouse the slightest interest, and there were few cheers in the field, only when Ye Qiu competed, there would be a few louder cheers.

"Bang!"

Ye Qiu's opponent fell heavily to the ground, his body was entwined by countless tough vines, he couldn't move, and he conceded defeat repeatedly.

"Contender for the Battle of the Leader, Xuanmo Art Gallery, Ye Qiu!"

Mo Qingmei's voice sounded again, and was immediately suppressed by a violent cheer.

In the battle of the leader, Lin Tianyang vs. Ye Qiu!

This is a real battle between the two heroes, and it will also be the fiercest battle in the history of the Plum Garden Painting Association.

When the final decisive moment came, everyone roared and cheered without reservation, as if even the clouds in the sky were shattered by this earth-shattering sound.

Ye Qiu, who successfully advanced to the battle of the champions, was not too happy, for him, this was all a matter of course.

Even if he is no longer as strong as Lin Tianyang in the eyes of everyone, he is far stronger than everyone.

Ye Qiu slowly walked out of the ring, looking at Lin Tianyang who was breathing with his eyes closed in the distance, his eyes gradually sharpened: "Next, it's time for you and me to compete!"

Lin Tianyang's strength is very rebellious, but he firmly believes that he may not have the strength to fight!

"Ye Qiu, you take this thing, and use it after you get in the ring!" Cao Ruohai, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared beside him, and unknowingly stuffed something into his arms.

Ye Qiu stretched out his hand and felt the powerful mental power fluctuations coming from that thing, and was suddenly shocked: "Steward Cao, this is ......"

"Don't make a noise!" Cao Ruohai hurriedly stopped him and said hurriedly: "This is the only way for you to win, and you must not be known by others!"

"No! this is unfair!" Ye Qiu gritted his teeth and refused.

"Don't be naïve, do you think this is your own competition?" Cao Ruohai saw him refuse, and said angrily: "If you lose, not only will I have to admit my mistake to Lu Huanyu in public, but the reputation of Xuanmo Painting Gallery will be hit hard, don't you care at all?"

Ye Qiu's face hesitated a few times, and said bitterly: "If you win the competition by this means, will you be able to save the reputation of our art gallery?"

"Don't talk nonsense! You remember for me, the winner is the king, the loser is the villain, as long as you win Lin Tianyang, no one will say that you are not a half-sentence, you must do what I say!" Cao Ruohai's face was hideous and terrifying, almost crazy.

Ye Qiu was silent, and after a long time, he finally nodded with difficulty and agreed.

"Okay, Ye Qiu, you really didn't disappoint me!" Cao Ruohai immediately laughed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I want to see if Lin Tianyang can create miracles again!"

At this time, it was close to dusk, and the red cloth platform in the center of the square announcing the ranking had been removed and replaced with a huge white stone ring, and ten mighty Innate Realm martial artists were waiting at two ends, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Almost all the people in the plum garden gathered around the ring of the battle of the champions, excitedly discussing with each other, waiting for the final decisive moment.

In anticipation, Ye Qiu got up and walked into the ring, his face was solemn, his eyes were erratic, and he seemed to be restless.

As if receiving an induction, Lin Tianyang opened his eyes suddenly, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and saw Ye Qiu in the ring at a glance.

He smiled slightly, got up and walked up, and stepped into the ring amid the cheers of countless people, looking at Ye Qiuyao from afar.

As the sun set, the poignant afterglow fell on the ring, dragging the tall figures of the two to the elders, and the flowing hems of their clothes were hunting with the mountain wind, and there were a few traces of the majesty of war drums.

The two confronted each other wordlessly, their respective momentum silently impacting each other in the ring, and the crowd close to the ring only felt that a powerful coercion could not be suppressed, and they were all weak under their feet.

"I'm here to get the head. Lin Tianyang said suddenly.

"You may not win. Ye Qiu's voice was a little hoarse.

Lin Tianyang smiled easily, and his eyes suddenly sharpened: "But you will definitely lose!"

"The battle of the champions, Lin Tianyang of Qingjiang Art Gallery, against Ye Qiu of Xuanmo Art Gallery, the competition has officially begun!"

Above the main hall, a bell and gong rang, and the final battle officially began!