The nine Confucian scholars all looked at the visitor with disdain, they were full of hostility towards this outsider, but the other party's invitation to fight could not be unacceptable, otherwise it would be rude. Confucian disciples are very particular about things like red tape, and would rather not have benefits, but face is a must, and it can be said that Confucian disciples regard fame over profit.

So there was still one person who stood up, this person was the first to be eliminated in the previous poetry competition, so he was also eager to regain face here, he walked in front of the opponent's challenger, and said proudly: "To deal with you, I am enough, how do you compare the law?"

The challenger smiled: "Since it is a calligraphy and painting competition for the Duanhua banquet, it is naturally a calligraphy and painting competition. ”

The Confucian frowned and said, "But how to choose this judgment?"

The challenger said: "The tens of thousands of eyes around are the judges, how good our calligraphy and painting skills are, I think the people below will not lie, and no one will shamelessly lie in front of so many people!"

Confucius thought for a while, nodded and said, "Since that's the case, let's have a try!"

After the two finished talking, some people brought up the two big plans, and at the same time put some paper and pen inkstones, and each of them picked a case and stood still, each closed his eyes and breathed, and nourished his energy.

After a while, the challenger opened his eyes first, and said to Confucius: "I'll start, first write and then draw!" After speaking, he raised his hand and raised his hand, swiped in front of the pen holder in his right hand, felt a row of brushes on the shelf, and finally selected a silver gray wolf, raised his hand and clicked on the inkstone, grabbed the corner of his right sleeve with his left hand, and lowered his right hand a little, and a momentum was leisurely.

Looking at the challenger's calm gesture, Confucius couldn't help but be a little stunned, and a bad premonition came to his heart, at this time he no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, but began to write his own things with all his attention.

Obviously, both of them have a certain degree of attainment in calligraphy, so I saw that the two of them struggled to wave on the fine paper in front of them.

After a while, first after the Confucian finished writing, he put the pen on the pen stand, raised his hand and gently pinched the center of his eyebrows, the competition made him very stressed, especially the challenger's free gesture, so that he was convinced that the other party was also immersed in this way for a long time, I am afraid that he was not a mediocre person.

However, at this time, Confucian was the first to complete the writing of the characters, and he was slightly ahead in time, which convinced him that he could have a slight advantage in this respect.

After a while, the challenger's calligraphy had already been written, and he casually hung the pen into the sea of pens, lifted the fiber paper with one hand, shook it gently, and put it on the bookcase again.

Yang Cheng saw that the two of them had finished writing, so he shouted loudly: "Both of them have finished writing, let's show you a little, I hope to see the wonderful works of the two of you, come on, present the two words!"

Someone below had already answered, and quickly ran towards the cases of the two, picked up the two words, and walked in front of Yang Chengwang.

Yang Chengwang is an admirer of Confucianism, and he must have put a lot of effort into calligraphy, so as soon as the two characters were sent, he picked them up and watched them first, and his brows wrinkled at this look.

Yang Chengwang still had confidence in his contestants before, after all, they were Confucians, and the other party was obviously not Confucianism, since it was not Confucianism, then it was impossible to beat these top players of the Confucian family in calligraphy and painting.

When he thought that when he opened the two words, just by looking at them, his heart jumped suddenly, and at first he even suspected that he was wrong, but the person who presented it was from two directions, this point will definitely not be mistaken, then the only possibility is that the calligraphy level of the two is indeed a lot different.

The Confucian student's words are indeed very good, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the words contain an artistic conception, which can be said to be the threshold of the first glimpse of the calligraphy avenue, but after all, he is only the first glimpse of the door, and he is too far away from the real calligraphy.

And then look at the challenger's calligraphy, the pen is dignified, there is a momentum, its writing is old-fashioned, has been far better than Confucianism, what's more, is the challenger's artistic conception has reached a certain level, don't look at just this artistic conception is only poor, but calligraphy, even including martial arts, in fact, to the heights, more is the artistic conception of the dispute, in this regard, a little difference, all mean a huge gap, from this point of view, Confucianism and its comparison, is simply heaven and earth.

Yang Chengwang was stunned, but the crowd of onlookers stopped doing it, and many people were shouting: "How about the competition between the two, the third prince said, I always have to give you a result, how many catties and taels does this challenger have, dare to call out with my Confucian genius?"

Yang Chengwang smiled awkwardly, but didn't speak, just held up the two words and showed them to the people around him.

As he showed it, the people around him let out a burst of exclamations, and many of them gasped.

Those who can be in this garden are not ordinary people, and this event is a Confucian feast, so there are a lot of Confucian powers present, and the gap between the two sides can be seen by these people at a glance.

Seeing that the calligraphy competition failed, the Confucian side fell into silence for a while, or the challenger asked impatiently: "Since the calligraphy competition has been completed, is it time for the next Danqing competition?"

Yang Chengwang nodded, his eyes turned to the Confucian students present, he didn't say anything, but all the Confucian students understood that Yang Chengwang wanted them to go all out, and they couldn't lose another game.

Finally, a young man in plain white clothes with an indifferent expression stood up, patted the fan on his hand gently, and said, "Come down to receive the teaching, I hope this gentleman will give you advice!"

Seeing this person appear, Yang Chengwang's expression eased slightly, this person is the most confident of the nine players, and it is also the champion flower seed that many people are unanimously optimistic about, this person was born in the Dugu family of several great families in the Great Yan Kingdom, and is the descendant of the Dugu family in Haoyun Valley, called Dugu Rong, Dugu Rong has been quite accomplished in calligraphy and painting since he was a child, especially his Danqing skills are famous in Confucianism, and he is nicknamed the Little Painting Saint.

With his appearance, Yang Chengwang's heart fell to the ground, and he was also full of expectations for the next game.

The little painting saint is the youngest generation of the most talented in painting, since childhood immersed in Danqing ink, not only solid foundation, but also has their own original painting style, has a generation of everyone's style, so will be given the title of small painting saint.

The little painting saint is handsome and dignified, and he is also an idol in the hearts of countless people, so as soon as he appeared on the stage, he ushered in a burst of cheers.