(Thanks to readers for providing the setting of "Stable as Mount Tai" in "May a Dull" Life.) Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo）

With beautiful eyes, Zhuoya looked at the young man in the ring with an incredible face, who sneered and made a "yes" gesture at her, looking full of sunshine, and did not feel worried at all about the strong opponent who was going to play next.

"Stupid, is it time for you to be complacent?" Although he said this, Zhuo Ya always felt an indescribable sourness in his eyes for some reason, it was obvious that the reason why Zhuo Wen named Zhuo Feng was to help him vent his anger, but... Even so, can you defeat Zhuo Feng of the fifth level with the strength of the peak of the third level of copying? He was originally aimed at you, didn't you just fall into his hands by doing this?

Can you defeat Zhuo Feng? To be honest, Zhuo Wen didn't know the bottom in his heart, after all, the level gap was a bit big, but thinking that he already had a way to save Zhuo Liu anyway, he didn't need his so-called reputation of Zhuo Feng to seek medical treatment, this battle, winning or losing is secondary, and it is also excellent to be disgusting and disgusting him.

"Hmph, my hands are trembling, it seems that even the wind feels sadness, isn't this the arrangement of fate?" Baili Annihilation in the audience shook his head helplessly, Wu Shan still didn't understand Zhuo Wen's true intentions, as if he thought Zhuo Wen wanted to challenge himself in the hands of a strong enemy, and couldn't help but praise: "Ah! I feel the fire of my soul burning, it's hot, Brother Wen! As long as there is blood in my heart, there is no enemy that cannot be defeated!"

Hearing the lines of Baili Annihilation and Wu Shan, the surrounding audience couldn't help but subconsciously stay away, and looked at the fool with a look on their faces: "Are those two people insane? bb for a long time, what kind of sadness and soul burning, I don't know what kind of thing they are talking about? "Probably stimulated by the hardships of life, my brain is a little crazy, right? Ignore them, let's watch the game." ”

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On the side of the Liang family's lineup, Liang Si felt an inexplicable displeasure: "What is this bastard kid thinking?

With the cheers in the audience, Zhuo Feng finally took the stage, originally, this should be the best opportunity for him to teach Zhuo Wen a lesson, but for some reason, he always had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he couldn't help but look heavy.

Zhuo Feng's eyes didn't dare to leave Zhuo Wen for a moment, although he felt that his thoughts were a little unfounded, but he always had a feeling that if his eyes were lost for a while, there would be earth-shaking changes, and under the lingering of this thought, he couldn't help but increase a little psychological pressure.

There are some differences from the ring in the general fantasy world, the ring here is in the territory of the players on both sides, there is an extra stone table and stone chair, which is also to facilitate the players to paint, of course, you can also take out your own special table and chair from your own landscape freehand painting, for the tools of auxiliary painting, there is no limit to the competition. Generally speaking, as long as the painter reaches the state of resemblance, he can use his supernatural powers to "stabilize as Mount Tai", and the drawing paper will be suspended in front of him, moving with the movement of the body. Unaffected by anything other than a direct attack on the paper, it would make no difference as if it were laid on a real table, and at that point, the artist would no longer need a table and chair to work together.

"Stinky boy, you have the courage to dare to challenge me?" You can lose everything, you can't lose your momentum, even if you have an ominous premonition in your heart, Zhuo Feng can't afford to lose money.

Ignoring Zhuo Feng's provocation, Zhuo Wengu adjusted his sitting posture, took out the four treasures of the study in turn, placed them on Shi Zhuo, and began to carefully study the ink, just waiting for the referee to announce the start of the game.

Different from ordinary fights, there are some hard rules for the Doutu Conference, the first point is that you can't use sealed scrolls, which was mentioned earlier, and the painters of Doutu can only paint on the spot. The second point is that when the contestants come to the stage, there will be two minutes of preparation time, during which you can't use the pen, but you can do other auxiliary work, such as ink grinding, color grading, selecting tool sets, etc., which is like lining up before the start of the war, which is equivalent to pre-war work. As long as the artist violates any of the above points, he will be judged to cheat, which is very strict.

Zhuo Wen ignored himself, which made Zhuo Feng feel looked down upon, and he suddenly became a little annoyed, so he simply didn't speak, and started to do pre-war work.

Because they had enough time to paint, in order to pursue power, the ink ingots that the two of them took out were all beast blood ink ingots, but Zhuo Feng's ink ingots were of a higher grade, which was a very rare chrysanthemum with high-quality ink.

Seeing Zhuo Feng's prudence, Zhuo Wen couldn't help frowning, it seems that this guy didn't look down on himself at all, he directly took out the guy plan, and he was not afraid of wasting it on himself?

Seeing that both sides were almost ready, and the time was just up, the old referee shouted and announced the start of the game!

There are a lot of people who support Zhuo Feng, because this guy is more good at managing reputation and character, he has a wide network in Xuancheng, and he has bought a lot of mouths to cheer for him, in comparison, Zhuo Wen's side is a one-sided situation, not only did he not support anyone, but he also scolded him.

"Phew, despicable villain, I can't get the reputation of 'up-and-coming', I can't even get it if I want to bother others, a rat poop spoils a pot of porridge is this kind of person. ”

"The quality is really poor, what is the difference between this and defection? I don't know what benefits the Zheng family gave him, and he actually betrayed his own family. ”

Obviously, in the eyes of most people, it is impossible for Zhuo Wen to defeat Zhuo Feng, and his challenge is to drag Zhuo Feng into the water to disgust him, I am afraid that this kid will either be defeated or admit defeat in less than a stick of incense. And when the time comes, the Zheng family will take advantage of the fisherman and win without a fight, this kid named Zhuo Wen's intentions are too sinister!

If it was before, it would have been true, but since Zhuo Wen drew the "non-mainstream" stocking mosquito, this battle has undoubtedly become one more variable!

It was also a flash of inspiration, and Zhuo Wen suddenly found that he didn't seem to be without the power to fight: as long as he let the non-mainstream approach Zhuo Feng, and Ding Zhuo Feng at a critical moment, I am afraid that Zhuo Feng could immediately lose the ability to paint and control the painting spirit, after all, the pain like being shot by a bullet is not something that anyone can endure without changing his face! At that time, I am afraid that he will not be able to become his own human flesh sandbag?

However, there is a very real problem: the painter's senses are very sensitive, although the speed of the non-mainstream is fast, but there is a considerable distance from here to there, this gap is enough for Zhuo Feng to find clues, after all, everyone in the Zhuo family knows that their natal painting spirit is a mosquito, with Zhuo Feng's caution, it is impossible to be unguarded!

"Well, maybe I can use the sound to attack the West, the non-mainstream painting has very little fluctuation, as long as I can summon it by the way during a fierce battle, it will not attract Zhuo Feng's attention, and the most important point is that my mosquitoes have self-awareness and self-action, as long as I give orders, I don't need to personally control them to complete the task, which is almost equivalent to the ability that I have in a similar realm to 'use two minds'. ”

Nodding in his heart, Zhuo Wen began to paint, the content of which was a handy work when he studied tiger beasts with Wu Shan, a majestic black tiger!

Although the level is behind Zhuo Feng, Zhuo Wen is assisted by the painting experience of his previous life, so he is three points better than Zhuo Feng in terms of painting speed, but Zhuo Wen did not take the opportunity to summon hastily.

The right hand holding the pen pretends to process the layers of the work, and in the details that no one notices, Zhuo Wen quietly draws a "non-mainstream" image in the corner of the rice paper...