Blind people paint!"

And Wu Wenshan, as an opponent, also saw this scene, and he couldn't help but set off a wave in his heart: "This is a blind man's painting, I thought that no one in the world could do it, but I didn't think it really existed!"

For painters!

Eyes are too important!

Because art needs eyes to capture!

So among the famous painters all over the world, there are almost no blind people who can become painters, without eyes, how to sketch, how to color?

And Seiichi Sato's challenge is even more difficult!

Because there are hundreds of people on the scene, as long as any one of them makes a noise, it may disturb him and disrupt his rhythm, and most importantly, Kato Seiichi's canvas is close to five meters long and one meter wide, and it is too difficult to realize what he thinks!

It's like a blind man living in his own home, and he is very familiar with every wood and brick in the morning, but if you put him on the busy street, he will not be able to move an inch.

"This son is really wicked!"

Looking at his methodical rhythm, Wu Wenshan's heart was flustered to the extreme, and a trace of sweat flowed out: "The old man is famous, is it impossible to plant here today?"

And so he is!

What's more, there were several bigwigs in the Jinling art world who acted as judges, and at this time, several people were already stunned, as if they couldn't believe everything in front of them.

At this moment, no one dared to speak out!

All of them were shocked by Seiichi Sato!

Even the cute little baby in Ye Chen's arms was no exception, and the little guy looked at this scene with wide eyes.

"Mental power?"

No one noticed a hint of a smile on Ye Chen's face: "Obviously an ordinary person, but he has a spiritual power three times stronger than ordinary people, no wonder the young man became famous, no wonder he dared to close his eyes and paint, no wonder he dared to be so devoted!"

Spiritual power is a kind of invisible and intangible thing, but everyone can feel their own spiritual power.

Mental power can be colloquially understood as energy, mental strength, spirit, concentration, perception, intelligence, and even perseverance!

Let's talk about the show of the strongest brain, the powerful players can withstand the pressure of all parties under the gaze of thousands of viewers, which requires concentration, perception, and calculation ability.

And Joichi Sato's mental power is obviously more than a star and a half stronger than them.

More than twenty minutes later!

Joichi Sato put away his pen abruptly and slowly opened his eyes: "Okay!"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the canvas, which was nearly five meters long.

Just this glance, but it is trapped!

Hell Figure!

Joichi Sato's painting of the Hell of the Toei Kingdom, also known as the Ten Realms Map, was originally carved into stone statues and walls as murals, and required the efforts of countless craftsmen.

Now it has been completed on canvas by Seiichi Sato!

Moreover, his paintings include the Yama Temple, the Nai Ho Bridge, and the eighteen layers of hell, which can be said to contain everything that people have to go through in the underworld after death.

Countless expressions are blank, painful souls linger in the painting, and countless shocking and cruel punishments seem to be vivid.

"Ghosts, ghosts!"

I don't know who screamed and fell to the ground on the spot, and the man looked at the painting with a terrifying gaze: "No...... Don't pull out my tongue......"

"Don't come here!"

There was another scream, and another person seemed to have gone mad.

"Lord Judge, spare your life, spare your life, I don't dare to do bad things anymore, I have money, I ...... I can give you a lot of money......"

“......”

In just a few breaths, hundreds of people at the scene almost fell into the hell map made by Seiichi Sato, with various expressions on their faces, some sticking out their tongues, some rolling on the ground, and some jumping into the artificial lake and shouting not to get into the oil pot.

Even Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin's father and son beside Ye Chen were no exception, and the three of them shook their bodies like sifting chaff.

"Dad, what's wrong with them?"

The cute little baby widened her eyes and was full of puzzlement, these uncles and aunts were fine just now, why have they become like this now.

"They are all hallucinating!" Ye Chen shook his head slightly.

The cute little baby became more and more puzzled: "But why are Dad and Mengmeng all right?"

"Because you are my Ye Chen's sweetheart, how can you be affected by just a hallucination!" Ye Chen smiled, and then raised his hand and patted each of them on the shoulders of Cang Shuxue and the three of them.

The three of them came back to their senses, Cangshu Xue's delicate body staggered, and said in shock: "Mr. Ye, ghost, I saw a ghost, it's so terrifying!"

"It's just an illusion, you're all right now!"

Ye Chen smiled.

"Poof!"

After Wu Wenshan's gaze was stunned for a moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then he took several steps backwards one after another.

"Hallucination!"

"This painting can give people hallucinations!"

He looked at the picture of hell again, and his eyes were filled with fear, as if he had just experienced some kind of fear.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the people around him who were hallucinating, and he was angry, and drank suddenly: "Don't wake up quickly, but when!"

"Bang!"

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked around again, they found that everything they saw had disappeared, replaced by all kinds of ugliness, and they couldn't help but show shame.

Only then did they realize that they had fallen into a hallucination, and they still didn't dare to look at the hell again!

Seiichi Sato looked at everyone's reactions one by one, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then he said to Wu Wenshan: "Master Wu, it's your turn!"

"No need to compare!"

Who knew that Wu Wenshan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Sato Cheng showed a blank face: "What's the matter, Master Wu, does this want to regret it?"

"It's not!"

Wu Wenshan sighed lightly: "Your Excellency has already reached the point of painting the way into the soul, and the old man is willing to bow down, so there is no need to compare this competition!"

The moment he fell into the illusion of the Hell Diagram.

He knew he had lost!

Draw the way into the soul!

This is the point of his lifelong pursuit!

Unexpectedly, it was done by a foreign teenager!

Thinking of this, he seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant!

And as his words fell.

The hundreds of people who came to their senses around let out unbelievable exclamations one after another, but they didn't expect Master Wu to take the initiative to admit defeat before he even started writing.

Especially after falling into the hallucination, they felt that they were ugly, and they hoped more and more that Wu Wenshan could win, which could be regarded as regaining some face.

And the bigwigs in the Jinling art world moved their lips, but they didn't say anything after all, it was really Sato Seiichi's painting that had reached the point where they couldn't touch it.

Hearing Wu Wenshan's words, several people from the East Ying Kingdom led by Seiichi Sato cheered out in unison.

"Master Wu!"

Inoue Kazuhiko pushed the frame of the mirror and looked at Wu Wenshan and shook his head slightly: "Before coming to Huaguo, it was said that Huaguo has many talents, and the painting is even more extraordinary, but now, to be honest, we are very disappointed!"

Wu Wenshan closed his eyes in humiliation.

At this moment, he was not satisfied with the previous indifference, free and easy!

"Huaguo is nothing more than that, in the name of a great power!"

Another person from the Eastern Ying Kingdom sneered.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked angry, Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin subconsciously clenched their fists, eager to rush forward to theorize, but they were powerless.

"What?

The corners of the mouth of the previous young man of Dongying Kingdom flashed with a thick color of ridicule: "You strongest painters in China have been defeated, and you still take the initiative to admit defeat, what can you Chinese people do except grit your teeth at us?"

"It's like you were almost defeated!"

"Can only roar at us like a ler!"

As his voice fell.

There was a fire burning in the eyes and hearts of the Chinese people present!

Fury!

The fury of humiliation!

The anger that can't fight back after being humiliated!

"The old man is now a sinner in Huaguo!"

Wu Wenshan closed his eyes with a look of shame.

"It's just too deceitful!"

Cang Shuxue gritted her teeth in anger, and her pretty face was swollen with excitement: "Now if only someone could stand up and defeat them!"

In fact, there was only one person in the audience who had the same idea as her.

But everyone knows it can't be!

After all, Wu Wenshan, the painting saint, has been defeated!

"Let's go!"

Joichi Sato shook his head slightly, turned around and was about to leave.

And at this moment, a faint voice resounded throughout the audience: "Just a small barbarian country slapped me in the face, do you want to leave like this?"

......

(p: Chapter 2, there is another chapter, a new round of anti-pornography and anti-pornography is here recently, all the books with ghost characters in the titles of supernatural works have been removed from the shelves and renamed, and this book has been blocked for six more chapters, and it can only be released after modification, so there are six chapters missing in the chapter order, I hope you will be considerate!)

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