As Jiang Chen's gaze moved lightly to the magnificent gallery ahead.

Jiang Chen noticed the body of an old man with immortal wind bones, this person was called Hu Qingyang, and he was the president of the East Xuancheng Guild.

Jiang Chen could see at a glance that his painting Taoist cultivation was a seventh-grade low-level painting Taoist.

This is a remarkable existence in some low-level dynasties.

I only heard Hu Qingyang's high-pitched and powerful voice, and then I heard the voices of eagerness to try from many pavilions.

"You all came to my Dongxuancheng today, all for the painting event, I, Hu, will not be verbose, the event has been held for so many years, the rules must be understood by everyone. ”

"Draw lots to determine the opponent, using the point system, each guild initial points of 3 points, and the major guilds draw lots to reincarnate the game, each win to get one point, lose a deduction of one point, the first to clear the points, the first to eliminate. ”

After talking about the rules of the game, Hu Qingyang presided over the crowd and began to draw lots.

Zhang Xun instructed everyone to strive for every point and not be careless, because every game is related to the final guild ranking.

Everyone nodded their heads in understanding.

As the senior sister of the Flying Wild Goose City Painting Master Guild, Luo Jingrong went to draw lots instead of the master.

But when she drew the lot, her pretty face that was originally full of anticipation instantly froze, and was immediately replaced by a heavy worry.

"What's wrong, Jing Rong, who is the opponent in the first round?"

Zhang Xun saw that Luo Jingrong's complexion was wrong, and immediately asked.

But seeing Luo Jingrong slightly blamed herself, she said: "I'm sorry Master, it's my bad luck, our opponent in the first round is Yue Ancheng." ”

Hearing this, even Zhang Xun, who was originally relatively calm, couldn't sit still.

"What? Yue Ancheng?"

You know, that Yue Ancheng is the second existence of last year's painting event, if you meet other teams, it's okay, but if you meet this Yue Ancheng, there is almost no hope at all.

Soon, the competition kicked off.

As the first competition of this painting event, Feiyan City is equivalent to bringing everyone some leisure time to talk about, and there is no chance of winning at all.

"In the first game, Lu Ze of Feiyan City fought against Xiao Yang of Yue'an City. ”

Hearing this information, everyone looked at Feiyan City with a hint of mockery.

Especially the disciples of the Painting Dao Guild in Dongxuancheng were extremely arrogant.

"Hmph... If you dare to offend my Dongxuan City, this time you Feiyan City will die. ”

"That is, Senior Brother Zhu Li is so upright, but he was framed for selling fakes, I must make this Feiyan City look good. ”

"I don't know if the boy from Flying Goose City will play, if I meet him, I will definitely make him lose face. ”

......

Everyone in the Dongxuancheng Painting Dao Guild focused their eyes on Jiang Chen, making Jiang Chen's brows condense slightly.

And the leaders of many guilds all looked at Feiyan City with some pity, expressing deep sympathy.

Soon, in the eyes of everyone, a little boy from this side of Feiyan City stepped forward.

The little boy is called Lu Ze, with short hair and a delicate appearance, but Jiang Chen has fiery eyes and golden eyes, and he can see at a glance that this child's talent for painting is called a scumbag.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, the competition between the two sides ended in a sloppy manner.

Xiao Yang, a young man from Yue Ancheng, painted a picture of the lonely smoke in the desert, although the brush is immature, but it shows the sense of loneliness and desolation very well.

But Lu Ze's painting here is simply impossible to look at.

He painted a picture of a snowy lonely mountain, but the style of painting was the same as a stick figure, and it was extremely sloppy, so that people didn't know how to complain when they saw it.

Looking at Lu Ze, who didn't care about failure, Lu Xiaoguo, the little girl on the side, couldn't help but ask curiously: "Lu Ze, why did you come to participate in this competition." ”

Because the little girl also saw that this Lu Ze was not very good, and he was a complete beginner.

Hearing Lu Xiaoguo's question, Lu Ze naturally said: "The president promised me that as long as I participated in the competition, he would give me a hundred gold coins, so I skipped class." ”

Hearing this answer, the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and when he and Luo Jingrong looked at Zhang Xun, Zhang Xun pretended to be indifferent and ignored it at all.

Jiang Chen secretly said in his heart: "Even the president is like this, how can the guild not decline." ”

After the competition in Flying Goose City was completed, the competition of many guilds also came out, and the second round of the lottery soon began.

Luo Jingrong prayed while silently thinking about good luck in her heart. I wanted to draw an easier opponent, but this draw made her frown again.

"Black and White City. ”

This time it was even worse than the last time, the last time it was at least second, and this time it was directly drawn to the previous champion.

"Flying Goose City Lin Yu vs. Black and White City Han Rou. ”

The words fell, and a young man beside Jiang Chen stood up again.

This young man was even less like a painter than Lu Ze before, wearing a suit made of animal skins on his upper body, his trousers were taller, and there was mud on his ankles, and he was completely dressed as a hunter.

Jiang Chen really admired this Zhang Xun's realm, and he didn't know how Luo Jingrong learned in the guild in the first place.

Soon both sides went to the central gallery.

What Lin Yu painted was a picture of plum blossoms reflecting snow, but the painting style of the little girl on the other side was refreshing to Jiang Chen.

A golden light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and then a series of information appeared next to Han Rou.

Name: Han Rou

Talent: Draw the Holy Hand

Status: Slave

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, and his heart moved.

"It's not in vain, this girl is a good seedling. ”

"But this slave status..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen's heart felt cold.

Soon, Lin Yu was defeated again.

The little girl asked again and found that this guy was tricked by Zhang Xun with a buffalo.

The little girl didn't give up, and asked the people around her again, either hired or deceived.

Jiang Chen was completely speechless.

However, Feiyan City was able to draw the first and second twice, and the probability was too small.

When the third round of the lottery came, Jiang Chen couldn't help but pay special attention, and sure enough, he found out that the head of the East Xuancheng Guild secretly urged Lingqi to cheat.

And under his covert cheating methods, Feiyan City once again drew a strong enemy, and it was Dongxuan City, which was once the strongest.

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the eyes of the other party's disciples who hated him, and then thinking of the words that Luo Jingrong had told him before, a trace of realization suddenly arose in his heart.

"It seems... Then Zhu Fu is not as upright as he seems. ”

Jiang Chen muttered in his heart, but his palms were clenched tightly.

Luo Jingrong came to the pavilion with the results of the lottery with a disappointed face.

"In the next game, the battle is against Dongxuan City. ”

"What should I do teacher, if we lose this one, then why are we completely eliminated. ”

Zhang Xun was also full of sadness when he heard this.

And at this moment, above the central gallery, Hu Qingyang's voice sounded.

"In the next game, Feiyan City will fight against Dongxuan City. ”

"Please enter the contestants of Flying Goose City quickly. ”

There was a strong sense of banter in his voice.

Hearing this, the disciples of the other guilds began to mock each other.

"It seems that the luck of this Flying Goose City this year is really bad, and it has actually met people from the three major cities one after another. ”

"Yes, now Zhang Xun's old man can't hold it on his face. ”

"I heard that it was the little guy named Jiang Chen who offended Dongxuancheng and ended up in such a situation. ”

......

Everyone was talking, and Bi Yuntao, a player from Dongxuancheng above the gallery, arrogantly pointed his finger at Jiang Chen at the back of the crowd.

"Boy, this is your last game in Flying Goose City, don't get out and die. ”

Hearing this, Luo Jingrong and Zhang Xun both understood something.

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, slowly stood up.

This so-called painting event, he couldn't stand it for a long time.