Chapter 262: The Essence of the Old Bear

If you look closely, it is definitely not Li Damin. After Li Damin's cultivation was achieved, he did have a fluttering taste, but it was not the same as the feeling of the virtual character in front of him.

All the audience are looking at this character created by Lao Xiong, and everyone is holding their breath, because this virtual person is about to dock with the temple, and it must be a vicious battle when they meet on a narrow road!

So far, the first black swan and the second old bear have no record of fighting. Whether they had fought in private, no one knows, and this was the first time they had competed in an open competition.

The whole audience was silent, waiting to see this Mars hit the earth.

I actually created my own image, and promised Elder Keats that only Buddhist figures could be used for this competition. After thinking about it again, I didn't choose the Buddha, because I didn't have much chance of winning, and if I created the Buddha and then was crushed by the opponent, not only did it not play a propaganda role in Buddhism, but it had a negative impact.

I thought about it, let's just make a little monk, the image refers to Yuantong, young and delicate, in his twenties, with a shaved head, white and clean, and he didn't make a robe, just wearing a white monk's robe. The image of this little monk can advance or retreat strategically, and its influence can be big or small.

I'm not in a hurry to let the little monk directly fight the two great gods, I'm not stupid, in this situation, the mentally retarded know, let the two opponents lose first, and then let's shoot, this is called the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

At this time, the ancient figure created by the old bear came to the door of the temple created by the black swan, and the two images touched.

The ancient figure of the Old Bear gently lifted his feet and walked towards the threshold of the temple. It seems to be a simple kick, indicating that the two gods are going to be hard!

I felt that the whole temple was awe-inspiring, and the celestial phenomena had changed, countless plants and trees in the courtyard were moving, and the Bodhi trees were no longer falling green leaves.

Every audience in it felt inexplicably murderous and uneasy.

Many people didn't even dare to speak, and watched with bated breath as the ancient figures came to the temple gate step by step. Every step he took was extremely heavy, and it took several seconds to lift his foot to land.

It seemed that the two people did not have any contact, but I felt a powerful and invisible force swirling in the field like a rushing torrent, passing through all the physical objects, including all the people.

This invisible power is the purest spiritual power.

The spiritual power of the old bear and the black swan not only formed the picture scene, but also brought out the "force wind", which was the breath that floated around the real thing. It was like a master drawing a sword, breaking through the air and ringing, with sword aura and murderous aura.

I didn't approach the battlefield because I also felt inexplicable irritability and tightness in my chest. Between the old bear and the black swan, there seems to be an invisible wind of spiritual power blowing wildly.

The audience was not so lucky, and it was all included in the venue where the two were going to duel.

I suddenly smelled a hint of danger, and I couldn't tell what it was, so I could only quietly watch the two duel.

At this time, a few lines of big words appeared on the door of the temple, "Old Xiong, why do you and I fight, why don't you kick out the most useless first, and then we will have fun." ”

The ancient figure stood in front of the temple, standing with his hands in his hands, and a line of words came out of his mouth, and a volley appeared: "I'm sorry, my strategy must be to kick you out first." ”

"Why?" The word black swan appears on the temple gate.

"Because you're the most dangerous." Old Bear appeared out of thin air.

The temple door was blank, the original words were gone, there was silence for a moment, and a few more words emerged, "Then you try." ”

When the ancient figure came to the temple gate, the temple door was open like this, and he did not rush in, but looked into the courtyard with his back hand. The courtyard is breezy and green, and there is no killing motive to be seen, but everyone knows that it has been laid by black swans.

The atmosphere of the scene has been solidified, and thousands of spectators are silent, and they can really hear the needle.

The ancient figure lowered his head slightly, as if thinking, and then slowly raised his head and stretched out his right hand. At some point, there was an extra brush in his hand, which contained thick ink, and the tip of the brush touched the temple door.

He began to write on the door, the first stroke being a dot. This one point looks like it can be the size of a washbasin, including pen and ink, dripping and chic.

This point appeared in the sky, and the audience looked up to see it, only to feel that this point was like a huge crumbling stone, on the edge of the cliff, saying that it had not fallen, saying that it had not fallen and was fast, full of murderous intentions, full of falling momentum.

The ancient figure then wrote a horizontal hook with a pen, just in line with the point above, this horizontal hook came out, full of strength, and the hidden strength was like an arrow crossbow pulled up to kill the enemy.

At this time, someone in the venue shouted, "I know, is it the word 'Yong'?" ”

The ancient characters continue to write, one stroke is like a sharp sword, and one stroke is twisted and turned...... After the whole thing was written, it was really a 'Yong' word.

If an audience member wanted to say something, it was immediately banned by others, and everyone was silent and watched this ancient man continue to write.

After writing the word 'yong', the ancient characters wrote the second word, 'and'.

Someone finally couldn't help but shout: "I know, it's 'Yonghe Nine Years', right?!" ”

"Wang Xizhi! Orchid Pavilion Order! The whole audience cheered, and the voices were noisy.

I'm a little confused, this ancient character created by Lao Xiong turned out to be Wang Xizhi. On the temple gate, he took up the pen and wrote down the famous brush words, "Orchid Pavilion Preface".

The scene seems peaceful, but the insider looks at the doorway, and I can see that every stroke of the old bear actually invades the black swan's brain map, looking at the little bit is not big or small, but it is devouring the black swan's territory inch by inch.

Wang Xizhi quickly wrote the first paragraph of the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" on the door panel: "In the ninth year of Yonghe, the age is in Guichou, and at the beginning of late spring, he will be in the Lanting of Huiji Shanyin to repair things." The sages are complete, and the young are salty. There are lofty mountains and mountains here, dense forests and bamboos, and there are clear streams and turbulent currents, reflecting the left and right, leading to the flow of the curved water, and the second place is seated. Although there is no silk bamboo orchestra, a song is enough to tell the romance. ”

The whole picture is beautiful, rigid and soft, and it is impossible to comment, because the level is too high, and if you want to say anything more, there is no depth.

Just when Wang Xizhi was about to write the second paragraph, the black swan made a move, and the temple turned into nothing, turning into a big river of the Yangtze River. As soon as the river came out, it was choppy, the waves were raging, and the whole venue was almost completely submerged.

Many girls were so frightened that they trembled, knowing that it was fake, but it was also terrifying to be in such a realistic river.

Wang Xizhi floated on the river, carrying his hands behind his back, feeling the feeling of the river rushing under his feet. He raised his hand and pointed in the air, only to see a towering cliff suddenly appear on the river.

At the very top of this cliff is a large crumbling rock, and the slope of the cliff is almost 90 degrees, which is extremely steep. On the left side of the cliff are countless old vines, among which there is one of the thickest vines that flies horizontally to the central axis of the cliff, and then breaks off like a whip of divine punishment.

A discerning person immediately recognized that this cliff is actually still the word "Yong", the boulder on it is a little, the main body of the cliff is the middle one, and the old vine is horizontal...... Lao Xiong turned Wang Xizhi's characters into a natural phenomenon in nature, and each stroke corresponds to a very distinctive natural form.

Mountains appear on both sides of the river, endlessly, which is equivalent to suppressing this turbulent river.

These peaks are connected in series, one after another, and the entire "Lanting Collection Preface" has been written, 324 words, and 324 mountains form mountains on both sides of the river. Jiang Shui wanted to toss the water splash again, but he couldn't get up, and the whole momentum, including spiritual power, was crushed by the mountain.

At this time, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, the mountains on both sides, and a yellow river in the middle, all the spectators seem to be in the wonders of the Three Gorges. I saw a small boat slowly floating on the river, and there was a person standing at the bow of the boat, it was Wang Xizhi, who was sassy and sassy, with his hands behind his back and his head up, squinting his eyes. The boat slowly glides across the river, gliding between the two banks, leaving a long trail of water on the surface.

Wang Xizhi twisted the long hair on his chin with his hand and smiled slightly.

The scene formed at this moment, the sky, the earth, the mountains, the water, and the people, it is no longer possible to see which one was created by the old bear and which one was created by the black swan.

But I feel that behind this harmony is the murderous and surging, and the black swan does not admit defeat. The balance is just the tranquility before the final showdown between black and white.

If you look at it according to the point to the end, the old bear has won at this moment, whether it is from the brainpower, or to the willpower, what is more rare is the realm and heritage, the old bear has completely defeated the black swan.

This also shows that what the brain map competition is fighting in the end is not imagination, nor the meticulousness and subtlety of the picture, but a person's heritage, temperament and mind.

Lao Xiong defeated the black swan with a "Orchid Pavilion Preface", and I am not an opponent, in fact, at this moment, he has already won.

But at this moment, the black swan moved, and to make a final effort, the river suddenly made waves, first a splash, and then a huge whirlpool.

Wang Xizhi's boat was turbulent along the river, about to be swept into a huge whirlpool trap.

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