"I'm laughing at you sitting in the well and watching the sky, I'm laughing at you for not being able to do anything, I'm laughing at you for dying to the end. When Chu Yunting said this, his tone suddenly became cold, and he suddenly said in a long voice: "Since you want the evidence of a first-class painter, it's very good, then I'll give it to you now!"

As soon as Chu Yunting's words came out, everyone present was shocked.

In this tone, he was saying, Chu Yunting was already a first-class painter? How could that be? With Chu Yunting's age, it was impossible to reach it, otherwise he would definitely be a famous Zhensheng Painting Museum.

"Very good! Then I'll see how you prove it!" At this moment, the student of the Academy of Letters suddenly froze in his heart, and even couldn't help but feel a little worried, so his words were already very inward-looking at the moment.

Then, as if he had found a life-saving straw, he looked to the side and said respectfully to a middle-aged man with the rusty mark of "Yipin Painter": "Please also ask Mr. Mo to make paintings and make this young man public!"

He has a very good relationship with this painter, Mr. Mo, and this Mr. Mo has taken care of him several times, which can be regarded as his dependence.

And at this moment, he was already riding a tiger south, and he could only resist Chu Yunting to the end.

"Okay, if this Chu Gongzi has really reached the level of a first-class painter, he should be able to stop me from painting and painting. Mr. Mo frowned slightly, but he finally stood up, but he looked at the students of the Academy of Literature with a little uncertainty in his eyes.

He saw that this was the method of killing people with knives by the students of the Academy of Letters.

Then, Mr. Mo nodded to the hall owner and said, "Lord Hall Master, please notarize." ”

The hall owner nodded faintly, the expression on his face was noncommittal, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking at all.

At this time, the hearts of the people around him had already been raised.

This Mr. Mo's means are extremely high, even in the first product of the painter is also among the best, for the means of painting by painting, it is even more perfect, if it is a new painter, will definitely suffer a big loss in the hands of Mr. Mo.

The so-called painting by painting means that the two paint at the same time, and then use the painting intention and the killing machine in the painting scroll to fight.

Like Mr. Mo, who has reached the pinnacle of a first-class painter, the paintings made in the same time are more powerful, richer, and more powerful.

It can be said that from the beginning, it was an unfair battle.

But the owner of the hall, who has always been upright, didn't stop it, which made everyone whisper.

Then, Mr. Mo held the scroll in his hand, stared at Chu Yunting, and said in a deep voice, "Begin." ”

At this moment, when his eyes were fixed on the scroll, he immediately became calm, engrossed, and energetic.

This is a sign that the painting has been integrated with itself, once it is caught in a battle, it must be a lion fighting a rabbit with all his strength, and there will never be the slightest relaxation.

And as his brush condensed, a few clusters of silver light suddenly formed at his fingertips, condensing all kinds of vitality in the sky, in the void, there were only a few brushstrokes, but the breath of a male lion was displayed in it.

Just this hand suddenly made the surrounding first-class painters gasp: "Mr. Mo's simple ink method has reached its peak, and it is becoming more and more exquisite!"

The simple brush and ink method is to use the simplest painting method, condensed in the air and directly formed, compared with other painting methods, the speed is twice as fast, so that in the same time, the painting he condenses is twice as large as others, and it can contain a more powerful painting idea.

With such means, he has been invincible in the battle of the first-class painter.

At this time, Mr. Mo's brush did not stop, and even a trace of red light spit out from his mouth, which was actually the blood in his body, and then suddenly fixed the lion in the air and reflected it directly on the picture scroll in his hand!

"Heart's Blood!"

For a while, the people around him lost their minds. The method of using the spiritual blood of the heart is an extremely out-of-the-way method, which consumes itself extremely much, but Mr. Mo actually uses such a method, which simply does not give Chu Yunting any chance.

Because the means of this painstaking drop diagram were displayed, the painting was instantly formed, and in just a few breaths, a painting was made, which had already taken the lead.

And in the remaining nearly 100 breaths, Mr. Mo will definitely be able to make more exquisite paintings, and once the painting intentions are staggered, Chu Yunting will inevitably be seriously injured.

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads secretly, believing that Chu Yunting would be defeated, and couldn't help but look at Chu Yunting at this moment, wanting to see what embarrassing situation Chu Yunting would fall into at this moment.

It's just that when they fixed their eyes on Chu Yunting, they were all surprised.

Because it was close to the time of ten breaths now, Chu Yunting still did not paint, but closed his eyes, and the clouds were light and breezy, as if he was thinking, and seemed to be wandering.

What's going on?

Could it be that he sensed that the other party was too strong and gave up directly?

If this is the case, how ridiculous the scene of Chu Yunting laughing just now is now when I think about it.

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, and their hearts began to question Chu Yunting's character, even if he was defeated, at least he couldn't admit defeat like this, if he didn't even have the courage to face the strong, what qualifications did he have to talk about a first-class painter! What qualifications did he have to paint with Mr. Mo!

But at this moment, everyone noticed that the pavilion owner was still standing indifferently, noncommittal about all this, and the snow dust beside Chu Yunting was full of confidence in Chu Yunting, which made them couldn't help but be surprised.

Could it be that this matter is still likely to be reversed?

You must know that it takes a total of 100 breaths of time to make paintings, and in the 100 breaths of time, the first product painter uses simple strokes to barely make a painting, and Chu Yunting has wasted so much time, how can this be resisted?

In such a situation, time passes by breathlessly.

Fifty breaths have passed.

The scroll in Mr. Mo's hand has condensed two hideous and ferocious lions, with murderous intent!

If the tiger is the king of all beasts, the disadvantage of the tiger is that it has always fought alone, while the lion is different, the combat power of the individual is only slightly inferior to the tiger, but it is a group creature!

The lions attack the mountain, even the tigers will flee miserably!

In particular, Mr. Mo's two male lions are fused with powerful spirits, and their killing intent is soaring, and they can even spit flames from their mouths.

Once another fifty breaths pass, the painting battle begins, and Chu Yunting will even tear the scroll for the first time, directly seriously injured!

At this moment, in full view of everyone, Chu Yunting finally moved.

It seems that the fifty breaths of time in front of him are just foreshadowing, just hidden, condensing his spirit, and now his gestures are fast, and the pen is walking dragon and snake, and the speed is so fast that even others can't see it clearly with the naked eye.

On Chu Yunting's painting scroll, there were countless afterimages of brushes in it in an instant, frantically using various means to condense.

Apostrophe, point, turn, fold.

Many means are as fast as a storm.