Just two words drawn from Chen Yuan.

It is enough to show that he has a deeper understanding of painting than her.

Draw words to resist the air.

Paintings are in the air.

In Chen Yuan, he seems extremely relaxed here.

The most surprising and unbelievable thing about her.

That is the word written by Chen Yuan, which makes people perceive the meaning of the word.

Amazing!

Those who can attain such a state must be holy.

Drawing words like the one in front of her can bring her real wind and thunder.

She only witnessed it once when she was accepted as a registered disciple by the painting of Shengzhi.

At that time, Zhihua drew a flower word for her, which immediately made her feel like she was in a world of flowers.

With Chen Yuanfeng's words, the wind sounded, and the thunder word sounded thunder is actually a truth.

It can be seen that Chen Yuan's attainments in painting may have caught up with her master's knowledge of painting.

That's what makes her the most unbelievable.

"Mountain!"

"River!"

"River!"

At this moment, Chen Yuan did not stop, but came with a pen, and said softly while drawing.

With the golden brush in his hand, he moved.

The moment Lu Lan raised her head, she was stunned, completely stunned.

Because she found herself not in a noisy square ring, but in the mountains.

In the distance, green smoke floated, and she was born in the air above the mountains, and the rivers under her feet were flowing slowly.

The rushing river around him, the sound of a huge impact was heard.

It seems to be a fairyland on earth, but it makes her think about it very scary, because this is the world that Chen Yuan has painted.

To be able to comprehend the Tao of painting to such a realm, I am afraid that it will not be too far behind her master.

Such a character, how can she be an opponent.

Suddenly, Lu Lan laughed at herself, thanks to her previous efforts, she did not hesitate to find out Chen Yuan's origin and his past.

Besides, she has always thought that Chen Yuan is inferior to herself.

And now?

After he showed such a terrible painting, Lu Lan didn't know what to say for a while.

"A thousand armies gallop!"

"Ten thousand horses galloping!"

Then Chen Yuan's voice continued to ring in her ears, and then the mountains in front of her changed.

It turned into a battlefield where the two armies were fighting, and in an instant, thousands of armies were galloping, and thousands of horses were galloping.

The visual impact, the earth-shaking shouting sound, brought Lu Lan a deep shock.

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In the eyes of outsiders, I saw Lu Lan standing alone above the ring.

Sometimes shocked, sometimes self-deprecating, sometimes fearful.

All in all, the changes in her expression were all seen by the surrounding audience.

Although they didn't understand what was going on, Chen Yuan's every move was enough to tell them.

Things are not as simple as they seem.

I'm afraid that other people than Lu Lan don't know about the complications.

Mo Shu squinted at Chen Yuan in the ring, and then showed a horrified gaze.

"Into the painting! This is the painting in the middle of the painting. ”

The so-called "painting" means that the painter can let the opponent enter the environment of the painting he is painting anytime and anywhere.

His master once said that no one in the Great Yuan Dynasty had reached such a state, not even him.

But what kind of demonic existence is Chen Yuan in front of him.

No wonder he said he was not qualified to teach him, and he thought he was self-righteous before, but now it seems.

This alone is enough to prove that he is indeed not qualified to teach him.

"Oh no, this kid is really amazing. ”

Looking at Chen Yuan, who was waving a golden brush, Moshu was shocked!

At this moment, Lu Lan is in the middle of Chen Yuan's painting.

In other words, in the world he painted, everything in it is controlled by Chen Yuan, the painter.

Even the life and death of Lu Lan, who entered the painting, was on the brush in his hand.

To kill her, it is enough to use the pen in your hand.

This is the highest level of the painter's killing, killing people invisibly.

In other words, even if Chen Yuan killed Lu Lan now, others would not be able to see it, and even Lu Lan himself would not know.

It can be seen that such means are against the sky.

Finally, Chen Yuan wrote the word "Jing" with a pen in the air, and immediately put away the brush.

The moment he put away the brush.

Lu Lan came back to her senses, and hurriedly looked at the surrounding auditorium, and then at Chen Yuan in front of her.

After a long time.

Only then did she believe that she was back in reality.

"Are you not convinced?"

Chen Yuan's voice came lightly, making Lu Lan's expression stunned, and then he hesitated.

"Why don't you kill me? You could have killed me in that case. ”

Lu Lan was a little curious, he arranged for someone to slander him like this, even during the competition.

She also thought about killing Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan glanced at her coldly: "Kill you?"

When he said this, he couldn't help but look at Mu Leng below the ring.

If it was in the past, perhaps with Chen Yuan's temperament, regardless of whether he was male or female, he would have been a dead man if he dared to play such a trick on him.

Since getting along with Mu Leng's daughter, he has gradually restrained a lot.

Perhaps in front of Mu Leng, he restrained a lot.

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However, Lu Lan thought that Chen Yuan was worried about the so many viewers around him.

"I lost!"

Lu Lan looked at Chen Yuan with a somewhat complicated expression for a while, and said these three words extremely unwillingly.

As she conceded defeat, she immediately caused a commotion around her.

"Chen Yuan wins!"

After the referee was announced, it immediately caused many people to cheer, and while some people who supported Lu Lan were scolding.

"But there are still challengers?"

Then the referee looked in the direction of the preparation area, and as soon as this question came out, everyone over there immediately turned their heads.

Try to avoid this side of the eye.

After waiting for half an hour, no one came up to the stage to challenge.

After all, these people know the benefits of winning the challenge, but they also understand the difficulty.

Because they all think that they are inferior to Bai Chen and Lu Lan.

Not to mention Lu Lan, Bai Chen has the title of ghost gun.

When he fought in the ring before, he did not lose a single record, which shows his strength.

But he was still defeated by Chen Yuan.

Lu Lan is not only the proud daughter of the Lu family, but also a disciple of the Academy, and her strength is so strong that many people are ashamed of themselves.

Even she lost in the best way of painting.

Who else dares to go up and find uncomfortable.

In the end, because no one challenged him, Chen Yuan directly entered the top ten list.

After today's outing, many people think that the champion of this selection competition is none other than Chen Yuan.

Since no one is challenging anymore, Chen Yuan can naturally step out of the ring.

Before he stepped down, Mu Leng was already waiting for him there.

When he came, he immediately pounced and grabbed Chen Yuan's arm and grabbed it.

whispered in his ear: "Dad, your performance today is so good, you stunned me." ”

"Yes, if Xiao Leng works hard, he will soon be able to reach such a state. ”

"Can you just work hard?"

"Of course!"

The people around looked at Chen Yuan and Mu Leng's actions so closely, and they were all envious.

Some female viewers, in particular, are gritting their teeth.

"Sister Mu Leng, you were too bold just now, right?"

"I didn't see the eyes of those Chen Yuan's suitors, it looked particularly scary. ”

Gu Fei'er trotted to Chen Yuan and Mu Leng's side.

As soon as Chen Yuan left the square, he got off the high platform and left the square with him.

The first floor of the Fulai Inn.

Leaning against the window, you can see the whole street outside at a glance.

Chen Yuan and Mo Shu sat face to face at a table like this.

There are a lot of dishes on the table.

"Good boy, I can't see it! ”

"Tell me, why do you have such a profound cultivation of painting?"

Mo Shu picked up a pot of wine, poured two large bowls, and pushed one of the bowls in front of Chen Yuan.

Then his eyes were firmly fixed on Chen Yuan.

Looking at a table of good dishes and a large bowl of wine pushed in, Chen Yuan finally understood.

The old man pulled him to eat in a hurry, and his feelings were because of the painting he had shown before.

But how to say this, of course he would not tell Moshu that he was the Yuan Emperor of the Chen Dynasty.

"What? Could it be that the master has a life, and he can't say anything about it?"

Seeing Chen Yuan's silent appearance, Moshu thought that he might have touched Chen Yuan's master.

To have this achievement, there must be an extremely terrifying master to cultivate a demon like him.