Bi Ran was enraged by Lin Yu's words, and he was even more angry.

He is a disciple of the famous painting saint Qi Bai on the mainland, and he is the leader of the young Tianjiao.

In his life, he has never met anyone who can match his talent, and he has always ...... He is the number one in his age.

And...... He is also a disciple of the hundred schools of princes, one of the holy sons of the Bi family, no surprise...... Sooner or later, the identity of the little saint will be his.

Because, the Bi family is also the home of the saint of painting.

With his painting skills of fusing the painting saint Qi Bai and the ancestors of the Bi family, he may not be able to walk out of a new avenue and achieve the assets of a saint.

The audience whispered at this moment, and everyone was shocked by Lin Yu's arrogance.

He was supposed to soar in the Nine Heavens?

Bi Ran is the frog at the bottom of the well?

Everyone feels that their hearts are not enough, they have seen those who pretend to be forced, but they have never seen those who pretend to be stupid.

The little boy really doesn't know what to say, even if his talent is against the sky, where can he go against the sky?

The academy Tianjiao who was present was not recognized as unparalleled in talent?

Therefore, Lin Yu's remark that he is an eagle soaring in the nine heavens, and Bi Ran and his ilk are frogs at the bottom of the well is too much.

"Slap in the face, slap us in the face......"

"It's too arrogant, isn't it just the way of poetry and music, it's just a bit of attainment, it's hard to ...... Can he still be an all-rounder?"

"What about omnipotence? I am still proficient in poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but the most important thing in literature and Taoism is to ...... with supernatural powers and mental methods."

"Bi Ran, kill this kid...... He is not dead, and it is difficult to appease the anger in the hearts of everyone......"

Many of the academy Tianjiao in the audience went berserk.

They don't care if the dean of the Shengtian Academy is not there at this moment, what can they do?

The disciples of the disciples are not allowed to slap their faces if they die like this?

"Look at ......"

Lin Yu shook his head when he heard the roars of so many people in the audience.

The word master loneliness is not groundless, because what do you say...... They can't understand that their horizons are always limited to a certain range......

The masters are really piled up by loneliness.

However, when everyone saw Lin Yu's invincible and lonely appearance of a strong man, their teeth were itching with anger at that time.

Bi Ran is even more crazy.

"Scholar Yan, Lin Yu's painting has been completed, I won't comment at this time, when will I wait?"

Bi Ran's eyes were red, and the heat coming out of his nostrils was burning, and he was indeed about to go crazy.

He didn't have any other thoughts now, just thinking about trampling Lin Yu under his feet and then slapping him in the face.

Only in this way can we relieve the hatred in his heart.

Scholar Yan was stunned for a moment, he was feeling that this strong smell of gunpowder was quite good.

It wasn't until he heard Bi Ran's words that he reacted, and hurriedly stood up and announced that he could show his work, so that heaven and earth could distinguish the high and low......

Whew!

Bi Ran's face was gloomy, and he opened the work that covered the picture of the lady, and instilled talent into it, stimulating the talent contained in each line of it......

In an instant, the talents of heaven and earth converged, rolling like a tide.

And the talent in the picture scroll is even more soaring to the sky, the lines are outlined, and soon, a picture of a lady condensed by talent directly emerges between heaven and earth.

It was a vivid and stunning beauty, as if it was made of Zhong Tiandi's spiritual beauty, and it was so quietly suspended in the air at this moment, and it had not dispersed for a long time......

In the Great Qin Dynasty, there was already silence, and everyone was shocked by Bi Ran's picture of the ladies.

The drawing should be on a roll of paper, but ...... After the talent contained in the painting resonated with the talent of heaven and earth, it actually made heaven and earth outline a picture of a lady.

There was no one in the picture of the lady, as if she had come to life, and when everyone looked at her, it was as if they were ...... She's looking at everyone too.

No matter how you shift your gaze, the beauty's gaze seems to be on them forever.

"I feel like I'm in love......"

"Mom asked me why I was on my knees......"

"Heart-warming feeling, Bi Ran, where is this woman, brothers, support me quickly, I want to marry her, marry her......"

Many literati Tianjiao were fascinated by that beauty, because it was simply the standard that best met the goddess in their minds.

If you can marry her in this life, you will have no regrets in death......

But...... If you marry such a goddess, you will die immediately...... That's not interesting......

At least let's have a room, have a room of children, and stay together for hundreds of years...... If you have lived enough, you will die without regrets!

Many people began to fantasize and were intoxicated.

This is the charm of painting.

When Bi Ran saw everyone's gaze and the almost crazy shout, he felt great satisfaction in his heart.

He knows......

Win yourself!

As a disciple of the painting saint Qi Bai, and the holy son of the painting Taoist family among the hundred sons, he knew...... I lived up to these names.

Lin Yu is a local chicken and a dog after all, and he is not enough to worry about people.

"This son has an excellent talent for painting...... I'm afraid it's a new painting saint!" Emperor Wenzu Cang praised.

Dean Changmei's face turned green, and he reminded: "Master, this Bi Ran is not a ...... of the Holy Heaven Academy."

"Your opinion of this is too serious, in the eyes of the teacher, anyone, as long as he is good enough, it is worthy of praise......"

Emperor Wen Zucang glared at Dean Changmei, his idea was very simple, he only hoped that everyone in the mainland could be a dragon.

Dean Changmei lowered his head.

The thousand-year-old demon was actually blamed by his master...... It's a shame.

"That little uncle...... Isn't it a loss?"

The flower fairy bit her lip, she had always admired Lin Yu very much, even if Lin Yu's identity had changed now......

She also hopes that Lin Yu can shine in the academy competition in Daqin.

But now it seems...... Lin Yu had almost no chance of winning.

Although she is no longer in the Holy Heaven Academy, she also knows that there are not many tutors in the Holy Heaven Academy who specialize in painting.

Therefore, even if Lin Yu is an all-round disciple, he is destined to be impossible to defeat Bi Ran, a disciple of the Painting Saint, in the painting path.

Emperor Wenzu Cang said: "Before the results come out, you can't define it in vain, and you think it for the teacher...... The little junior brother has won!"

Dean Lin, Dean Changmei, and the Flower Fairy looked at the master with a stunned face and asked, "Why?"

Emperor Wenzu Cang chuckled and said, "Because ...... He is your little uncle, and he is your little brother......"

“......”

The three of them were stunned at that time, when did Shizun's heart turn out to be so big.

Could it be that just because Lin Yu is their junior uncle, he will win?

Uncle Xiao......

It's just a title, is it a talent bonus? Isn't that a joke......

Just when the three of them were a little confused, and everyone in the Great Qin Dynasty mockingly asked Lin Yu to show his paintings, Lin Yu's voice suddenly sounded......

"But that's it...... Disappointing...... Hey!" Lin Yu sighed.

Then, with a wave of his palm, the long scroll on the desk slowly unfolded directly on the void......