The swing was swinging higher and higher, and the white clouds were getting closer and closer, and Liu Zheng couldn't help but reach out and grab it, as if he wanted to grab the door of heaven.

Or, hell.

The boiling dragon's blood washed away the illusion of tranquility, and as soon as he grasped the sharp long knife, he let the blood flow like a river.

"Two Heavenly First-Class Upanisha: Sakurara" is the highest meaning of swordsmanship that uses one's murderous aura, eyes, and body language to influence the opponent's spirit and make the opponent enter the illusion of death.

Miyamoto Musashi has countless opponents in his life, and the only one who is worthy of him to use this move is Sasaki Kojiro.

Many people in later generations thought that Miyamoto Musashi defeated Sasaki Kojiro with strategy, but they didn't know that he used "Sakuraku" to break Sasaki Kojiro's "Swallow Return".

The trick of pressing the bottom of the box was actually broken, and Rao is mind was clear, and he also showed a look of shock.

Immediately, the look of shock turned to anguish.

At the cost of half of the palm being sliced open, Liu Zheng deviated the blade from his neck.

Then, progress, knee lift, crotch, and the hard-tempered Bajiquan trick "Tiger Hard Climbing" was completed together, and the lower half of Jian Hao's body was turned into a pulp.

Before it was over, he bent down and kept hitting Miyamoto Musashi's head like a battering ram.

One, two, three.

I don't know how many strokes later, Liu Zheng finally let go of his hand, and still staggered back from Miyamoto Musashi.

After taking two or three steps back, Miyamoto Musashi, who had been knocked out of a cerebral hemorrhage, regained clarity in his eyes.

He sat down cross-legged and whispered.

"The body can die, the martial arts are undefeated, and all things pass away, and my way lasts forever"

Then, this peerless swordsman who was summoned from the long river of history by the Dream Gladiatorial Arena closed his eyes.

Liu Zheng silently picked up the short knife on the ground, walked to him and put it in his arms, watching him turn into a point of light.

In fact, if Miyamoto Musashi is not too confident in the power of "Sakuraku" and takes risks closely, the outcome of this deathmatch is still unknown.

I don't know if this swordsman's physical fitness is like this, or he has been strengthened by the Dream Gladiatorial Arena, and he doesn't lose too much to him.

In addition, Liu Zheng's weapons are not competent, if he competes in knife skills, he has no advantage.

It's a pity that there is no if.

Just like Liu Zheng, if he didn't have dragon blood and strong spiritual power, he would have died in the illusion of "cherry blossom fall".

"The deathmatch is over, you have won, and the current SAN value is 40."

"The reward options are: 1. Make ten children cry and harvest their grievances, reward BGM: Today you are going to marry me, up to 36 hours; 2. Set up a stall for three days as a mannequin and get at least 12 or more customers, and reward dynamic visual enhancement. ”

"What effect does that BGM have?" Liu Zheng asked.

"In this BGM, the gladiator's marriage proposal must be successful." System loopback.

"I'll pick Reward 2." His decision was unusually decisive.

Propose to you with a hammer, and it will be 36 hours, and I don't know that bigamy is a crime.

Although he did not hesitate to choose Reward 2, Liu Zheng was still a little uncomfortable after exiting the Dream Gladiatorial Arena.

Now that I think about it, Reward 2 is not much better, setting up a stall as a model (mistake), and I sell myself (really).

It's uncomfortable, the task still has to be done, and the opportunity to become stronger can't be missed.

The next day, with super action, he contacted the almighty An Jiajia.

"Not really." An Jiajia shook her head frantically.

"This can be there." Liu Zheng blinked.

"Senior brother, I'm not a little black downstairs, I know whoever I want." An Jiajia was very helpless.

"Think about it again, come, eat an egg waffle to replenish your brain." He smiled and shoved an egg waffle into her mouth.

"Woo... It's not a question of whether your brain is good or not. Hey, wait a minute, I do know one. An Jiajia's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Speak quickly, speak quickly." Liu Zheng urged.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's the girl you tore someone's clothes last time." An Jiajia's smile was very ill-intentioned.

"Uhhhh

"People are graduate students of the Academy of Fine Arts, so if you shout casually, you won't have customers. But then again, brother, why do you always have these messy needs. An Jiajia asked strangely.

"There are a lot of difficulties in the adult world, and you will understand it when you grow up." After speaking, Liu Zheng rubbed her head fiercely.

"Don't rub my head, it's been combed with great difficulty, old Liu. Then do you want to ask her out, hehe. An Jiajia said angrily, and then immediately laughed weirdly.

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded tearfully.

No way, players have to get stronger.

An Jiajia smiled wryly as she sent a message to the goth girl and received an immediate reply.

"Wow, she said she's available now, so I'll send her the address." She said in surprise.

"Isn't it, is it so vindictive?" Liu Zheng came down in a cold sweat.

"You tore someone's clothes in public, and you showed your fat face. At that time, there must have been at least forty or fifty onlookers, and if it was ancient times, she would either have made a personal promise, or you would have beheaded the public. An Jiajia teased.

"Well, what did you say to send to settle this grudge." He asked tentatively.

"I'll give you a big-headed ghost." An Jiajia looked at his innocent eyes and suddenly became a little angry.

Liu Zheng, who didn't know what he said wrongly, touched his head, and saw An Jiajia bowing his head and playing with his mobile phone, so he had to pretend to drink coffee seriously to relieve the embarrassment.

After a while, the door of the café was pushed open.

The goth girls didn't wear those complicated clothes this time, but very refreshing T-shirts and short skirts, and their long hair like a waterfall was tied into a ponytail that hung down to the waist.

"Senior Sister Xiaoling, here and here." An Jiajia waved her hand.

Senior Sister Xiaoling heard the cry and raised her legs and walked towards the two.

She first nodded at An Jiajia, and then sat on Liu Zheng's right hand and stared at him directly.

"What, hello, what are you going to drink?" He was stared at all over his body, and he was in a hurry.

"Caramel macchiato, hot." Senior Sister Xiaoling said coldly.

“OK。” Liu Zheng immediately stood up and walked towards the order table as if fleeing.

As soon as he left, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of two girls chatting behind him.

"What are you talking about?" Liu Zheng put the coffee in front of Senior Sister Xiaoling and asked with a smile.

Then, again, he reaps the death gaze of the goth girl.

"Uh... What, did you mend that dress? Liu Zhengkou said without hesitation.

After succeeding in death, Senior Sister Xiaoling's face instantly darkened an octave, and there seemed to be a small snowflake in the air.

Bangbangbang, An Jiajia took the doll on the side and knocked him on the head three times in a row, and then took the goth girl's hand and said, "Senior Sister Xiaoling, don't be angry, Senior Brother Liu is a mentally retarded iron straight man, I have already helped you beat him." ”

No matter how straight Liu Zheng is, he knows that he is stupid, so he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I haven't talked to the girl much, so my brain just short-circuited." ”

"Dead old Liu, am I not a girl?" This time An Jiajia was furious.

"Uh... I'm autistic. He resolutely hugged his head and squatted to defend.

"Poof." Seeing Liu Zheng's unlucky appearance, the goth girl laughed out loud, and her face was much better.

"Forget it, forgive me. Thank you for your help last time, my name is Zhang Ling. She stretched out her hand to Liu Zheng.

"My name is Liu Zheng." Liu Zheng stretched out his hand and shook it with her.

"Tell me, what do you want me to help you with?" Zhang Ling asked generously.

"That's right, I want to set up a stall as a body model, and I heard Xiao An say that you are from the Academy of Fine Arts, so I want you to help introduce some customers." He said with some embarrassment.

"That's right. You stand up and take a turn and I'll take a look. Zhang Ling lifted her chin.

Liu Zheng stood up honestly and spun around.

The figure is very standard, I remember the last time I saw his muscle lines are not bad, and his temperament is also very good, he is indeed a good material for being a mannequin, and her eyes are a little bright.

"It's just that I'm going to bring a human sketch in the afternoon, so you can be a model for the students, count you 400 yuan an hour." Zhang Ling nodded.

This should only be counted as one customer, but if you can make a start, he immediately agreed.

The three of them finished lunch together and prepared to go to Zhang Ling's school.

Originally, Liu Zheng was going to send An Jiajia back first, but this guy wanted to join in the fun, thinking that after all, it was her who pulled the thread, so he had to agree.

Although no matter how you look at her, she just wants to see Liu Zheng's jokes.

On the way there, Zhang Ling also talked to them about the profession of mannequins.

Mannequins refer to objects for artists to create art with the human body as the main body, which can be nude or non-nude.

Many people are prejudiced against mannequins and the artists who use them, and some even claim to never believe that being a painter is necessary to paint mannequins.

But really, can a medical student who has never done human anatomy be a good surgeon?

By analogy, we can see how important mannequins are to painters and even other artists.

In China, the first mannequin appeared in the Shanghai Art College founded by Liu Haisu.

In 1917, the sketches of the human body displayed in the exhibition of the results of the American Academy suddenly triggered a mannequin turmoil, and even attracted the intervention of the warlord Sun Chuanfang.

In the 30 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, nude art creation styles have been banned, and even classified as yellow.

However, due to the need for figure painting as a tool for political propaganda, the Academy of Fine Arts was designated as a "special zone", and not only did oil painting and sculpture retain the original teaching procedures, but even the Department of Chinese Painting introduced basic training in painting nude models.

In 1964, the Ministry of Culture issued the "Notice on Abolishing the Use of Models in the Art Department", and Wen Lipeng, a teacher at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, wrote to the Central Committee, strongly stating that "real (model) sketching is an important method for training basic art skills", and cautiously suggested: "At least in oil painting and sculpture, there should be a certain proportion of human body practice".

The relevant documents were presented to the chairman's desk, and after careful review, he wrote on the front page of the letter: "This matter should be changed." Male and female nude models are essential skills for painting and sculpture...... For the sake of the art discipline, there is no need to sacrifice a little. Please use your discretion. ”

As a result, an art discipline was pulled back from before the ghost gate closed.