Don't think about it.

The person who spoke was Wang Xiaofan.

If it were a normal day, Wang Xiaofan would be very low-key and unwilling to come out.

It's just that this time it's different.

First, Wang Xiaofan really looks down on this 'devil painter' Nelson.

Second, when Nelson released the ghoul from the painting, Wang Xiaofan even if he covered Han Han and Xinxin, the ears and eyes of the two little guys, even if they were the first time, they still let them see the appearance of the ghoul for a moment.

So, the two little guys, some were slightly frightened.

It is true that this should be regarded as a small mistake by Wang Xiaofan.

But—

This account was counted on Nelson's head by Wang Xiaofan.

As for the third ......

Leave it at ease.

At that moment, as soon as Wang Xiaofan spoke like this, everyone present, including Nelson, looked at him.

Especially Nelson.

Although, Nelson just said that he has only achieved a little success in painting.

In fact.

Nelson, nicknamed the devil's painter, is quite confident and even conceited about his paintings.

Based on this, Wang Xiaofan said such contemptuous words, which made Nelson very unhappy, and his face unconsciously showed a fierce look, but it was only fleeting.

Then, Nelson looked at Wang Xiaofan and said, "This little brother, dare to say that, presumably his attainments in painting should be above me?"

"That's nature. ”

Give a positive answer.

By the way, Wang Xiaofan also added, "If you are at this level, then I am at this level." ”

While speaking, Wang Xiaofan first used his fingers to compare a few millimeters, and then used his hands to compare a length of nearly two meters.

In this way, Wang Xiaofan told Nelson that the gap between the two of them was ...... The difference between cloud and mud!

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Nelson said, "Since, this little brother is so capable, do you dare to draw a picture on the spot?"

That's exactly what I mean. ”

said.

The mind moved.

Wang Xiaofan also took out a blank piece of paper and a pen from his storage space.

Unlike Nelson, Wang Xiaofan's paper is rice paper, and his pen is a brush, which has Chinese characteristics.

Seeing this, Liang Yuting said worriedly, "Xiaofan, can you do it?"

"Yuting, can't you have a little confidence in me?"

Hearing Wang Xiaofan's reply, four words popped up in Liang Yuting's heart - straight man of steel!

I'm not worried about you.

Of course.

Seeing that Wang Xiaofan was still so casual, Liang Yuting also put her mind at ease.

Unlike Nelson's pen and volley painting.

Wang Xiaofan found a table, sat down, and drew on rice paper with a brush, the speed was unhurried, and it was a step worse than Nelson.

See what happened.

While waiting, the congregation, not quiet, began to discuss.

"Hey, you say. Can this little brother win Nelson?"

"It's hard. After all, Nelson's paintings are famous. Didn't you see that just now?"

"Alas~~~ Devil painter, that's not called for nothing. However, this little brother, daring to challenge Nelson, can be regarded as commendable courage. ”

"Let's take a look at it again. I hope this little brother wins. Over the years, since the rise of the Angels of Hell, our Red Alliance has been suppressed. It would be best if it could dampen their spirit. ”

One word from you, one word from me.

On the whole, everyone is not optimistic about Wang Xiaofan.

In this regard, Han Han and Xin Xin, the two little guys really want to complain about their own baba.

However, from the current point of view, Wang Xiaofan has drawn one black thing after another on rice paper, and he can't see it at all.

Not beat around the bush.

If you want to blow, you have to have some foundation.

Fortunately, with the passage of time, Wang Xiaofan's paintings are becoming more and more formed, and in the end, everyone can see that what he painted is ...... Birds, a flock of birds!

In the end, Wang Xiaofan used a brush to light the eyes of these birds.

Then, turning the brush in his hand upside down, Wang Xiaofan used the back of the pen to flick the rice paper.

The next second.

Throughout the painting, there is the sound of chirping birds.

Then, similar to Nelson's painting, a flock of birds flew out of the painting.

And the colors are no longer just black, but colorful, everything.

Seeing this scene, a Chinese face in the congregation said, "A hundred birds and a phoenix!"

And Han Han and Xin Xin also puffed up their little hands at this moment, jumping up and down, "Wow, there are so many birds!"

With a faint smile, Wang Xiaofan said, "That's right, it's indeed a hundred birds and a phoenix." But that's only part of it, not all. ”

What do you mean?

At this moment, everyone didn't understand the meaning of Wang Xiaofan's words.

Soon, though, they knew.

I saw that these 100 small birds gathered together to form the shape of a big bird.

Three, two, one.

Counting down to three, they really became a whole, a big bird.

Its overall image is that of the front and rear of the deer, the head of the snake and the tail of the fish, the back of the dragon turtle, and the beak of the swallow-jawed chicken.

And it's still ...... Burn all over your body!

That's right, the big bird that took shape at this time is one of the four sacred beasts in Chinese legends, the phoenix!

At this point, Wang Xiaofan said proudly, "This painting of mine is called - Hundred Birds Towards the Phoenix and Phoenix!"

After a pause, Wang Xiaofan looked at Nelson and said, "Foreign devil, what is the name of your painting?" I won't say much, you can judge for yourself, which of the paintings you and I paint is superior or inferior?"

was called a 'foreign devil' by Wang Xiaofan, Nelson was a little angry.

However.

When Nelson saw Wang Xiaofan's painting and a phoenix flew out, it was more ...... Excited!

Driven by desire.

Nelson let the ghoul who had returned to his painting come out again.

The ghoul with a gray-black body and a pair of wings on its back, shaped like stalactites, jumped and rushed towards the phoenix drawn by Wang Xiaofan, and once again opened his mouth wide and devoured it.

Seeing this, most of the people in the congregation were frightened again.

Nelson was laughing.

On the contrary, Wang Xiaofan, who drew this phoenix, is still calm.

And sneered, "The mayfly shakes the tree, it's ridiculous!"

That's it.

After joy comes sorrow.

Flames rolled up.

In an instant, Nelson's ghouls, along with himself, were burned to ashes, dead without a corpse.

And the phoenix broke out of the body, as if it had experienced a rebirth.

What's going on?

Why did Nelson die?

The reason is actually very simple.

In reality, Nelson was good at drawing, but he was able to bring dead things to life, and it was all up to him to ...... Powerful Spirit!

Mental power is condensed.

The ghouls then became living creatures.

And Nelson drove his own ghoul to swallow the phoenix painted by Wang Xiaofan, precisely because he mistakenly thought that the other party's living creatures were also gathered by spiritual power.

If you swallow it, you can take your mental power to the next level.

As everyone knows.

The real truth is that this is not the case.

Wang Xiaofan can turn the phoenix into a living thing, all relying on the painting he painted 'a hundred birds towards the phoenix and a phoenix', and reached the fifth realm of calligraphy and painting - turning into a spirit!