Lin Cang had completely given up on the system, he calmed down and looked at Meng Yuankun coldly.

Wait a minute.

Just now.

Gu Rufeng said that this kid's skills are not good, and he is not smooth enough.

It is highly likely that this kid has no foundation in painting.

I just learned a few tricks from the system temporarily, and then I drove the ducks to the shelves.

It doesn't matter so much.

Success or failure in this move, just bet that this kid's basic skills are not solid.

Lin Cang stood up, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, he slowly walked towards the front hall.

Until the center of the hall, he put his hands in front of his forehead, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed to Nangong Tian on the dragon chair.

"Your Majesty, the little one has a way, I don't know if I should talk about it or not."

"Aiqing, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Lin Cang pointed to Meng Yuankun, "Everyone knows that Danqing is more about skills and artistic conception. ”

"Artistic conception is an ambiguous sense, thousands of people, thousands of faces, and everyone's evaluation criteria are different."

"Let's test our skills on the spot, now find a reference object to paint, and see who paints more like it in a stick of incense."

No matter how you compare the ink paintings with far-reaching artistic conceptions, you can not admit it, but the level of copying is different, and the painting is not clear at a glance.

Really.

Meng Yuankun's face changed greatly when he heard this, and another line of text floated over his head.

[Help!] system, what should I do if I draw randomly? I don't know how to draw at all. 】

[System: Please give up the competition, the current system only supports rewarding ancient and modern famous painting skills. 】

He walked to Zhang Zhengzhong's side with a dark face, and whispered in his ear: "My lord, when I was painting just now, my little wrist was accidentally sprained, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win this competition." ”

Zhang Zhengzhong's face changed when he heard this, and his small squinting eyes turned around.

After thinking about it again, he pulled the old men who were quite famous in Dayue and muttered quietly.

Nangong Jingrong was dissatisfied: "What about the face of the envoy of Dayue? What can't you say openly, what are you muttering and calculating? ”

To be honest, he has a lot of confidence in Lin Cang.

I'm waiting to see this kid kill all sides and expand the territory of Great Xia.

But this group of old boys is grinding, purely delaying the progress bar of his good show.

Zhang Zhengzhong smiled maliciously, "The fifth prince really wronged us, our Dayue's Meng Gongzi's wrist sprained, and we were also discussing the matter of going to war just now." ”

"Emperor Dayue loves the people like a son, and he must not bear to watch his subjects go into battle with injuries."

"Dayue's human rights are supreme, and after thinking twice, Dayue is fought by Mr. Murong."

Nangong Jingrong was immediately annoyed, this Zhang Zhengzhong said a lot, and it sounded to him, "Aba! Aba! My country's Danqing master bullied your national Danqing child! ”

"Where's the face? Are you embarrassed to say that? ”

"Is there a comparison between an old man over seventy and a teenager?"

"Even if you win, won't you be weak to win?"

Nangong Jingrong couldn't help but sneer.

Although there is no explicit rule in the Four Arts Competition, there is a limit on the age of the participants.

But all countries have tacitly acquiesced and only allowed people of the same age to fight.

It's like a competition between a master and a student, this unsuspenseful result, is there any significance in comparison?

This Dayue is clearly a scoundrel.

However, there is no explicit rule, Dayue wants to cheat, and they can't do it.

Zhang Zhengzhong has always been arrogant, and when Nangong Jingrong said this, his face was a little unbearable.

"Which rule says it can't be compared? I think that Great Xia can't afford to lose, so I don't dare to fight. ”

When Nangong Tian heard this, he felt a little uneasy.

He recognized this Murong Lao'er, and he claimed to be the Holy Hand of Danqing.

The level of copying is extremely high, and no one in the Kyushu continent can match it!

The courtiers on the side of Great Xia, especially Gu Rufeng, also panicked.

If it is compared to calligraphy, he asks himself that no one is invincible, and the other two arts are also quite attained.

I'm most afraid of comparing it to this Murong Lao'er, and I'm really afraid of something.

"Is it necessary to fight?"

Gu Rufeng looked at the crown prince Nangong Jingheng beside him, he had always admired Jingheng's talent and learning, and he was willing to discuss with Nangong Jingheng if he had any questions.

Nangong Jingheng's face was not very good-looking, he had learned Mr. Murong's copying skills, which was enough to confuse the real with the fake.

"A while ago, Mr. Murong's "Hundred Flowers" attracted butterflies to watch, which is simply an ancient fantasy."

Gu Rufeng's face became even more ugly, "This little old man's skills are even more exquisite." ”

Nangong Jingheng nodded, his hands clenched slightly, and looked at Murong Lao'er vigilantly.

Zhang Zhengzhong saw the fear of the Great Xia courtiers in his eyes, and the more panicked this group of people was, the more proud the envoys of the Three Kingdoms became.

"Hehe, it seems that no one in your Great Xia dares to fight, and the mourning soldiers will be defeated, so you can admit defeat directly, and save your efforts in vain."

"After all, Mr. Murong's painting is worth 10,000 gold, so let's add some rewards and take the Great Xia Golden City as a reward?"

"If you want to compete with Mr. Murong, you must pay a price."

Fu Hao also sneered: "Old Mr. Murong has long been invincible in Kyushu, as long as he is a person who understands Danqing, who dares to disrespect Murong Qinghe?" ”

The two of them sang and harmonized, which made everyone in Great Xia angry.

Nangong Jingrong's temper exploded on the spot, "What kind of bullshit Danqing master, it's just disrespectful to the old, a lot of people who are old and shameless to sell their reputation and bully juniors." ”

Although the people in Dayue were dissatisfied, they knew that the big victory was imminent, and they didn't bother to argue with Nangong Jingrong.

At this time, Nangong Jingheng walked up to Lin Cang and asked softly, "Sir, are you sure to give it a try?" ”

Lin Cang was a little hesitant, his technique definitely killed Meng Yuankun, but when he met Master Danqing, there was still a bit of a gap.

After all, painting also pays attention to practice makes perfect, and his control over the pen must be far less than that of a master

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Lin Cang's mind, but this voice became much more intimate than before.

"Host, I have found out, there is a change in the main line, we must win this competition, please choose whether to accept the challenge immediately."

"Accept the challenge and reward all the top painting masters for nearly a thousand years of experience."

"Refuse the challenge, electric shock punishment."

Lin Cang replied without thinking: "Accept the challenge." ”

"The reward has been delivered, please receive it as soon as possible."

Lin Cang's mind came up with the past experiences of countless masters.

A warm current flowed through the meridians of his wrists, and he visibly felt his hands become more sensitive and powerful.

Looking up at Nangong Jingheng, he bowed and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the slave has the confidence to accept the challenge." ”

He knelt down towards Emperor Nangong Tian again, "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to fight." ”

"However, Zhang Zhengzhong's old horseman, if he wants us to use Jincheng to increase the reward, it is better to take Dayue Chaozhou as a reward."

Hearing this, the faces of everyone present changed greatly.

Chaozhou is the capital of Dayue, and if this is lost, the royal nobles of Dayue will not have to move overnight.

Da Xia's face is too good-looking, if nothing else, this group of people don't believe that Lin Cang can win Murong Qinghe at all.

Gu Rufeng persuaded: "Xiaoyou don't have to rush to win, you can have such talent at such an age, you can already be called a genius who shocked Kyushu, even if that Murong Lao'er wins you, it will not be honorable." ”

Nangong Jingheng was stunned for a moment, "Sir, our Great Xia Jincheng is a rich land, if there is no Jincheng, the tax revenue of the treasury will be reduced by at least two percent next year." ”

The other courtiers of Great Xia also persuaded Lin Cang to stay calm.

Just as the emperor hesitated, the old man in Dayue's robe took the lead to speak.

"I'm willing to make a bet on Chaozhou, I don't know if Daxia will dare to fight?"

This old man took off his hat and robe, and it was Dongfang Jibai, the prince of Dayue Yong.

Seeing Prince Yong's Dongfang Ji Bai, Nangong Tian's face changed greatly.

is the so-called rival in love when they meet, and this old boy snatched away his white moonlight back then.

The revenge of taking his wife has to be avenged.

You must not be cowardly in front of your rivals!

"Good! Great Xia accepted the challenge. ”

Hearing this, the officials were shocked and knelt down one after another.

"Your Majesty think twice!"

"Okay, needless to say, my Great Xia people are outstanding and will win the battle!"

Dongfang Ji Bai smiled and said, "Okay, the Great Xia Emperor is so confident, so let's start." ”

"Which of us comes first?"