Qin Xuance walked up to the bucket painting platform, and at this time, Qin Mo was already waiting on the bucket painting platform.

"Second brother, you are really in the limelight today." Qin Mopi said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's not worth mentioning." Qin Xuance looked at Qin Mo and said lightly.

"Hmph," Qin Mo snorted.

He awakened the painting palace at the age of 12, and now it has been a full 5 years, and he has only reached the realm of the six-tablet painter, and this kid has reached the realm of the six-tablet painter in just one month, and he must have obtained some treasure from his father.

"Second brother, be careful, I won't give in." Qin Mo sneered.

"Please."

"The painting bucket begins."

Qin Mo, with a wipe in his hand, a paintbrush appeared in his hand.

The painter's realm, the pen is opened.

The speed of painting is also one of the measures to determine a person's strength.

Otherwise, after my painting is finished and the strong person in the painting is summoned, do you still have to wait for you to paint slowly and then come to fight with me? Therefore, Qin Mo had the idea in his heart, thinking that although Qin Xuance had reached the realm of the Five Tablet Painters, he must have relied on external objects, so he must have not mastered the painting skills of writing and writing. He took the first step to make a war painting, and directly blasted him out of the bucket painting platform with one move, making him lose face fiercely.

Qin Mo secretly thought about it, and raised his head and smiled evilly at Qin Xuance.

"Damn, what the hell." With a shake of the brush in Qin Mo's hand, the painting was almost scrapped.

I saw Qin Xuance, and suddenly stretched out his hands, each holding a stroke in his hand.

Both hands splashed ink in the void at the same time, painting the ink of the talented Xiaoxi painting in the palace, and at the same time injected the tip of the pen. The hands perform their own duties, do not interfere with each other, but they are extremely harmonious.

Painting the master's realm, both hands into a painting

Everyone opened their mouths wide and watched Qin Xuance's performance. You want to fly into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun today.

The painter of the five tablets used the skill of 'painting with both hands' that the painter can do.

Write hard + draw with both hands.

When Qin Mo's painting was not half completed, Qin Xuance's painting had reached the end of the process.

I saw that his last two brushes came together, and the painting was completed.

Drawn.

I saw a mighty beast imprint in the void.

Like a wolf but not a wolf, like a lion not a lion.

Majestic and majestic. A ring of red bristles stood up on his neck.

If you enter the Qin Xuance Painting Palace at this time. You will see a pattern on the top of the tablet lit up.

Title: [Tibetan Mastiff]

Rank: Five-Star Soldier

Skill: Heroic Protector.

At this time, Qin Mo was dumbfounded, his painting was only half completed, and Qin Xuance had already finished the painting. How to fight this, can you still have a good time?

Just when Qin Mo was distracted.

Qin Xuance stretched out his hand and pointed.

In the painting, a giant beast nearly three meters tall rushes out. One crossed over and headed towards Qin Mo.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, and everyone didn't expect this to happen. It stands to reason that the painter of the six steles of Qin Mo will have a greater chance of winning against the painters of the five steles of Qin Xuance. Because the same painter will work hard to write, and the speed of painting is about the same. Moreover, Qin Mo, as a veteran painter, should far surpass Qin Xuance in terms of both the level of war paintings he has mastered and the amount of talent. When it comes to fighting, it should be Qin Mo's complete victory.

But what is the situation now, Qin Xuance directly used his hands that can only be mastered by the painter realm to make a painting. The speed of this painting was nearly twice as fast as Qin Mo's, and before Qin Mo's painting was completed, the war beast in the painting was summoned. How can this be fought, let Qin Mo rely on the physique of a painter to fight hand-to-hand combat with a beast in the military realm?

Therefore, Qin Mo was unwilling to lose this game. Said to draw a battle picture together, and then in the big battle 500 rounds, you don't play cards according to the routine is a few meanings.

Speaking here.

Over there, Qin Xuance's divine thoughts controlled the Tibetan mastiff. Flew up and pounced on Qin Mo.

The golden mane of the Tibetan mastiff flew in the air, and its limbs were exposed with cold claws because of their exertion, like sharp knife tips.

Qin Mo was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and the paintbrush in his hand flew out. The unfinished paintings in the void also dissipate with a little starlight.

"I throw in the towel. I throw in the towel. Qin Mo shouted.

Qin Xuance's mind moved, and he controlled the Tibetan mastiff and stopped attacking.

Look at Qin Mo at this time, he was ridden by the Tibetan mastiff, and he didn't dare to move, he was as embarrassed as he wanted.

I was still thinking about it earlier, with the skill of writing hard, before Qin Xuance finished the painting, he directly knocked it down to the painting table, so that he would lose face. But I didn't expect that it was myself who was slapped in the face in the end. People are not only struggling to write, but they can even paint with their hands, which is a painting skill that can only be mastered by painters.

Qin Xuance saw Qin Mo admit defeat, his heart moved, and the starlight of the Tibetan mastiff painting dissipated.

"Qin Xuance wins." Qin Bei opened his mouth and announced,

No one expected this to happen. Qin Xuance mastered the hands of the painter realm in the painter's realm.

It's not that no one can master painting with both hands in the painter's realm, but it's rare. Could it be that because of this, Qin Xuance was sentenced to lose, or rather, wait first, let both sides draw battle paintings before they can start. Painting skills are also one of the manifestations of his strength.

Qin Xuance walked down the douhua platform in the eyes of everyone's awe, and at this moment, Qin Xuance was no longer a waste in their eyes. It is the pride of the Qin family. Although he is only in the realm of the Five Monument Painters now, he is lower than many people present. But with the talent he's showing now, how long will it take to surpass them? Three years, two years, or just one year.

"Second brother. Congratulations." Qin Shuang'er said softly.

"Hehe, it's a fluke." Qin Xuance touched his nose.

Looking at Qin Shuang'er's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Qin Xuance knew it in his heart as soon as he thought about it.

"Shuang'er, do you want to ask the second brother about the painting of these hands?"

Qin Shuang'er looked at it fixedly, Qin Xuance, and finally nodded.

"I'll teach you when I go back later, with Shuang'er's talent, I'm sure I'll be able to learn it as soon as I go."

Qin Shuang'er, Meimu looked at Qin Xuance again, and finally responded softly: "Thank you, second brother." ”

She didn't expect that Qin Xuance really had other methods, and he was willing to teach her, you know, like this kind of skill, anyone will hide and pinch, which makes her feel a little moved in her heart.

The fighting paintings on the stage continued, and Qin Xuance also watched it with relish.

And now he also found that the eyes of everyone looking at him at this time were no longer like the ridicule and disdain they used to be. But with a hint of flattery, the meaning of stammering and flattering is in it.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and no matter where you are, as long as you show enough to make them profitable, there will be people who will come to flatter you.

With the talent he has shown now, it is not surprising that he will definitely have a higher status and power than them in the future. So now let's build a good relationship and mix up a good relationship.

It's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow.

Qin Xuance smiled self-deprecatingly.

However, he could still feel the jealousy and anger of the small circle led by Qin Wu.