"I don't know until now that I'm starting to paint, it's too late. ”

"I guess it's a death struggle......

Everyone is not optimistic about Xia Ming, how can a little-known kid be compared to Luo Jia, who was eleven in the last Demon Martial Arts Conference?

Xia Ming began to write, he seemed to have thought about what he wanted to draw, his magic was cathartic, his pen was extremely stable, and his speed was even a few points faster than Luo Jia.

This made Luo Jia, who had been paying attention to Xia Ming with his spare eyes, pause, and a look of surprise appeared on his face - this kid really has a hand, just from the moment he put the pen down, he may not lose to himself in the control and use of magic power!

However, Luo Jia's face quickly sneered, hum, no matter how strong you are in control of the magic power, you will lose! Luo Jia is extremely confident in the Thunder Eagle he painted, this is Luo Jia's best magic painting, he painted the Thunder Eagle at least hundreds of times, and the use of magic power in every place is just right, and the game is doomed to Xia Ming's failure from the beginning!

Luo Jia didn't believe that this little freshman in front of him could surpass himself in this regard!

Xia Ming didn't have the time to understand Luo Jia's mind, he concentrated on his paintings at this time. Although magic painting has very low requirements for real painting skills, almost only need to control the magic power to conjure patterns with magic, Xia Ming is extremely serious, and can even be said to be cautious.

"Hey, this kid isn't bad. ”

Everyone was also paying close attention to Xia Ming, and between whispers, they found that Xia Ming was actually not bad.

Just now, I felt that Xia Ming's dying voice disappeared immediately, and was replaced by more regret.

"It's a pity, no matter how well this kid paints, it's definitely a step worse than the Thunder Eagle painted by Luo Jia!" someone has already shaken his head and sighed, Luo Jia has used his best paintings, no matter how brilliant this kid is, he is doomed to failure.

Tang Ge was even more indignant at this time: "Brother Xia Ming really has the ability, but Luo Jia is too cunning, hey, I hope that Brother Xia Ming's painting is also what he is best at, and he can have a tie with Luo Jia." ”

Tang Ge felt that the draw was already the most hode ending, and as for Xia Mingsheng, Tang Ge had no hope.

Su Weiwei also frowned, although she had only met Xia Ming twice, but she understood that the young man in front of her was not an impulsive person, but what did he have to deal with the thunder eagle drawn by Luo Jia?

Not only Su Weiwei couldn't think of this answer, but everyone in the audience couldn't think of it.

"Look, Roga is almost finished!"

Luo Jia was indeed about to finish the painting at this time, he stared at the painting with his eyes, the magic pen was slightly clicked, and the brush fell again, completing the zuihou finish.

Looking at the painting he painted with all his might, Luo Jia smiled with satisfaction, he knew that he had won completely, although the means were not glamorous, but if he could win!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have finished it, please enjoy it. ”

As he spoke, Luo Jia picked up the painting and presented it in front of everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, there were bursts of irrepressible exclamations from the field.

Under the deep blue sky, a thunder eagle spreads its wings and flies, the thunder eagle beast has sharp eyes, flutters its wings and flies high, and the whole painting reveals an awe-inspiring momentum, there is a kind of atmosphere that soars into the sky.

This painting is extremely vivid, the artistic conception of the thunder eagle flying high in the air and flapping its wings into the sky is fully displayed, the demeanor of the thunder eagle and every detail of the whole body can be seen clearly, and every feather is depicted. This shows that Roga's mastery of magic has indeed reached a superb level, and this painting is indeed a rare masterpiece.

Luo Jia smiled confidently, even among the many thunder eagles he painted, this painting was the best among them, and he won it!

"What do you think of this painting?"

"It's really amazing, it's really worthy of being Senior Luojia......"

"It's a good drawing, Senior Luo Jia's use of magic is wonderful, I'm afraid there are few in the grade that can compare to you!"

"In such a short period of time, such a haode painting, Luo Jia, you are really amazing!"

Everyone did not hesitate to praise them, and the smile on Luo Jia's face became more and more prosperous.

"Owen, what do you think?"

At this time, Luo Jia pointed to a boy wearing monocles, the boy was handsome, wearing monocles, and looked polite.

This boy's name is Owen, and he is a well-known 'painting idiot' in Cangyan Academy, and he is extremely obsessed with magic painting, as long as there is a banquet for magic painting, he is always indispensable.

It's a pity that although Owen loves magic and painting, his own strength is not very good, so he can only get by. However, he must be present at any gathering where magic is used to paint, and he has developed a very good eye. Although he is not good at painting, his appreciation ability is first-class, and many people have specially asked him to taste it.

Owen was a little excited, nodded vigorously and said, "Luo Jia, the painting you have painted can be said to be basically flawless, and it can be said to be the most wonderful painting I have seen in the past few months!

Owen's words can be said to be conclusive, Luo Jia finally couldn't stop laughing, and said with a smile: "Thank you Owen for your compliment, then, I'll wait for this junior brother's painting to be released, let's have a good discussion." ”

He bites the word "advice" very hard, and his intention to ridicule could not be more obvious.

Xia Ming also noticed this scene, but his mind was all on the painting and he didn't pay too much attention to it. The speed of his painting is getting faster and faster, the magic elements around him are also surging, the magic pen is also outlining the details, and the painting he has made has also reached the final stage!

"Hey, this painting ......"

Everyone was observing Xia Ming's paintings, only to see that the paintings were covered with dense forests and grass, a business-like artistic conception, far away and empty, but also very beautiful.

However, what Xia Ming painted was not a scene, but the same as what Luo Jia painted, he chose to paint a Warcraft!

In the cyan grass, a flame-like snake lurked in it, swallowing the snake core, as if waiting to find its prey.

The fire snake curled up with the snake's body, its scales erected, and the beast's eyes revealed a fierceness, and the painting was also very vivid, which made the faces of many girls who were afraid of snakes in the field change slightly.

Xia Ming actually painted the same first-level demonic beast - the Fire Luo Snake!

Luo Jia frowned, a little unsure of what Xia Ming meant. The Fire Luo Snake and the Thunder Eagle are recognized natural enemies among the Warcraft, and even the children on the continent know about it. But Xia Ming Weishenme wants to paint such a picture? Could it be that just because he painted a thunder eagle, this kid simply drew a natural enemy? This is too nonsense.

Xia Ming stopped writing.

Luo Jia smiled and waved his hand, motioning for everyone to comment: "What do you think of this freshman classmate's drawing?"

Everyone was speechless for a while, in all fairness, Xia Ming's painting was indeed extremely vivid, but it seemed that it was still slightly inferior to Luo Jia's Thunder Eagle, who had practiced hundreds of times on weekdays.

Many people sighed that it was a pity, the freshman boy in front of him was indeed a talent, but it was a pity that he met the wrong opponent.

"Grandma's, I think the painting is good, much better than the ugly bird I painted just now!" Seeing that no one supported his brother, Tonger said angrily.

Luo Jia's face turned pale, but he didn't bother to argue with the nonsense Tonge, and instead asked Owen, who can be called a master of connoisseurship in this regard: "Owen, what do you think of this painting?"

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