Tao Cheng's guess was right, Nangong Shengtian did pay attention to this situation, so he quietly hid in the dark, hiding on the peak of Xiaoyao Mountain, quietly, unknown, observing Yang Hao and his younger brother Nangong Wentian's painting competition. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info When he saw that Yang Hao took out four consecutive blue-level magic weapons, Nangong Shengtian's heart was the same as Nangong Wentian.

"Damn, damn it! It actually made me lose face again!" Nangong Shengtian narrowed his eyes after a stormy curse, "This thief seems to have a lot of luck! It seems that he has to think of a way to make a big one! very, ten, and extremely big!" When the greed was together, the little abacus in his heart had already made a "click" sound.

"Hehe, how is it? My pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are okay? How about yours? On par? Slightly better? Or is it not worth mentioning?" Yang Hao exerted his spiritual power, making the pen, ink, paper and inkstone all suspended in the air, and at the same time holding his hands on his chest, and smiled slightly.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's get started!" Nangong Wentian snorted coldly. He knew very well in his heart that he would lose this painting contest no matter what! He lost very, very, very completely! However, if he was asked to admit defeat before the competition began, he couldn't do it! He couldn't erase this face! Moreover, he still hoped that this miracle would appear, if Tang Xuanzang couldn't draw, he was only lucky enough to get these blue-level magic weapons of literary treasures.

"Let's start at the beginning, you can invite it first!" Yang Hao stretched out his hand and smiled slightly, his face full of confidence.

"Hmph, I'll go first, I'll go first! Let me let you know what painting is!" The corners of Nangong Wentian's mouth curled, and Yang Hao's concession made him mistakenly think that Yang Hao was afraid and temporarily retreated, in fact, Yang Hao didn't know how to paint at all! There was no chance of winning at all!

"Hahaha......" Thinking about it, Nangong Wentian couldn't help but smirk.

"This unlucky kid!" Yang Hao shouted, "What are you smiling at?"

"Tang Xuanzang! Let me tell you, what I'm laughing at is your ignorance! You don't know it yet! All your secrets have been discovered by me! Do you think you are well hidden? Do you think you can scare me?

No, no, no, you're wrong! You're ridiculously wrong! You can't hide it! You can't scare me! Just now, you've already shown your feet! Let me understand everything! This time, you're going to lose!" Nangong Wentian came back to his senses and said righteously.

"What?!" Yang Hao smiled dumbly, "I'm ignorant, I hide secrets, I scare you? I show my feet? I lost this competition? Hehe, hehe! I really convinced you, where did you come to the conclusion? Tell me bit by bit, or I'll sue you for slander!"

Looking at the lively disciples and the same Yang Hao, he was surprised:

"What's going on? Okay, why did Nangong Wentian say such an untenable remark?"

"That's it, is it trying to scare Tang Xuanzang? So that the painting competition that has long been a foregone conclusion can turn things around?"

"It's possible. ”

"Is this unlucky kid stupid?" Wu Fat in the crowd pointed to Nangong Wentian and asked Tao Cheng: "You actually said such groundless and impossible words!

"I see, there is such a possibility!" Tao Cheng on the side slowly told his opinion: "Do you think, Brother Tang took out so many blue-level magic weapons of the Wenbao class, it definitely scared him! It is very likely that Nangong Wentian was stupid because of such a fright!"

Nangong Shengtian, who was hiding in the shadows, was also shocked: "What's wrong with my brother, could you detect any clues from Tang Xuanzang that can make my younger brother win?"

On the battle stage, the atmosphere suddenly became delicate.

"Evidence? Hmph, you are the best evidence! What you have done is the best evidence! Do you think that if you take out four pieces of Wenbao type blue-level magic weapons, you can scare me? You can scare me so much that I admit defeat in advance before I even compare?

"Let you see today what is the Ancient Painting Dao!"

"Come on!" Nangong Wentian shouted, the brush he put on the ground suddenly had spirituality, and with a whoosh, it flew into his hand.

"Here comes the paper!" Nangong Wentian grabbed the paintbrush, gestured a few times at random, and then shouted again, the painting paper on the ground buzzed and trembled, and suddenly slowly rose into the air, and finally volleyed in front of Nangong Wentian.

"Ink!" The inkstone shook, and even flew to the right hand of Nangong Wentian holding the pen with a whizz, suddenly, the inkstone shook again, and the ink in it tumbled, and dozens of drops of ink flew out, Nangong Wentian didn't even look at it, he reached out and took it, and the ink that flew out was not left and fell on the brush that Nangong Wentian stretched out.

Nangong Wentian smiled proudly, his right hand quickly retracted, and he drew on the drawing paper with the pen, flowing smoothly without a pause, while painting, the spiritual power on Nangong Wentian's body was also imprinted on the painting that was gradually taking shape through the brush.

Almost in the time of a breath, Nangong Wentian's right hand stopped.

"Painting is finished!" Nangong Wentian smiled triumphantly, put away the brush, took out a seal from his arms, and lightly sealed, and the corner of the drawing paper was imprinted with the four words on the seal: Nangong Wentian!

At the moment when the seal was just finished, the drawing paper suddenly bloomed several feet high, and it did not disperse for a long time!

"It's your turn! Tang Painter!" Nangong Wentian stretched out his hand, his face sarcastic.

"Yo hehe, the painting is good!" Yang Hao smiled, "I have a bit of my style when I was a beginner!, yes, keep working hard!"

"Sharp-toothed guy!" Nangong Wentian gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "I'll see what you do later! Even if you have four Wenbao Qing-level magic weapons, but you can't even draw, how can you compete with me!"

"I can't draw?" haha!" Yang Hao laughed dumbly, "Who told you that I can't draw?" let him come out for a while, and I'll let him know if I can draw!"

"Don't shout, it's my own insight!" Nangong Wentian smiled triumphantly, "You took out four blue-level magic weapons of the Wenbao class, isn't it just to hide that you can't draw, and you also want to scare me, so that I can admit defeat before I even compare, so that you can win this painting competition, but I am here to tell you seriously, go dream!"

"Ha, haha, hahaha!" Yang Hao couldn't help laughing, he figured it out, it turned out that Nangong Wentian was smart, so Nangong Wentian said those inexplicable and unfounded words!

"What's the matter? When I told the truth, I was sad and wanted to laugh?" Nangong asked Tianle and said: "However, no matter what you do, you will lose this painting competition! The final result of this painting competition has already become a foregone conclusion! I am the final winner! No matter what you do, you can't change this fact!"

"If I draw a painting that is better than you, a thousand times better than you, won't it change this fact?" Yang Hao suddenly laughed.

"Ridiculous! You can't fool me! If you could draw it, you would have drawn it a long time ago, so why wait until now!" Nangong Wen Tian snorted coldly.

"It's not too late to paint!" Yang Hao smiled slightly.

With a slight wave of his right hand, the inkstone placed on the ground by Yang Hao trembled slightly, and suddenly moved, and the ink in the inkstone poured out, and not a drop was left on the painting paper.

Before Yang Hao could make any more moves, Nangong Wentian burst into laughter: "Tang Xuanzang, Tang Xuanzang, you also said that you don't know how to draw? Now you are taking it out? Draw a pair of black ink to draw it? Hahaha! It seems to be good, I'm waiting for you to draw it!"

Not only Nangong Wentian laughed alone, but the disciples who watched the competition around couldn't help laughing, although there were many disciples who didn't know how to paint, just watched Nangong Wentian paint, they also knew what painting was all about, and now they saw that Yang Hao actually poured all the ink on the drawing paper, this painting paper is wasted, how can he paint?

Even Wu Pang and Tao Cheng opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened, and their faces were dazed: "What's wrong with Brother Tang? Didn't he say that he couldn't draw? But what is it?"

"How do I know? It seems that our restaurant is going to be rebuilt! The 50 million high-grade spirit stones are going to be earned back!"

"The worst thing is that we were found back by Nangong Shengtian!

"You two don't worry!" Xuanyuan Moqing appeared beside Wu Pang and Tao Cheng at some point, and said with a slight smile: "I don't think Brother Tang is the kind of person who fights uncertain battles, Brother Tang must have his reasons for doing this, let's wait and see!"

On the battle platform, Yang Hao completely ignored Nangong Wentian's ridicule, and smiled happily: "You just laugh slowly, you won't be able to laugh later!"

"Hehe! I'm smiling so happily, how can I not laugh! I see that you really won't be able to laugh later! No, no, no, you can't laugh now!Hahaha!" Nangong Wentian said with a smile.

"It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" Yang Hao retracted his smile and returned his gaze to the drawing paper, "You unlucky child with no knowledge! To be precise, I only have three blue-level magic weapons here, a paintbrush, a drawing paper and an inkstone, and the ink is the ink spit out by the strange ink spirit, which has spirituality, and is many times better than ordinary ink."

Unlucky boy, since I can take out this level of literary treasure, although it doesn't mean that I can draw, it can show that I have knowledge. Hehe, it seems to be off topic, but it doesn't matter. Whatever I say anyway, you will treat it as gibberish. I've got to show you what you're really capable of!"

Smiling, Yang Hao waved his hand, and the brush next to the paper suddenly moved, flew down to the paper, and moved a few strokes in the ink slightly, but the brush miraculously did not touch the ink at all, but the ink on the paper was tumbling for a while, and in less than a while, the ink slowly formed a painting on the paper!

The paper trembled slightly, and although the ink formed a picture on the paper, it miraculously did not freeze on the paper!

"I'm done painting!Nangong painter, please give me advice!" Yang Hao smiled slightly, and asked Nangong Tianzuo.

"Impossible! How can you draw!" Nangong Wentian suddenly let out a huge exclamation, and now, Nangong Wentian still can't believe that Yang Hao can actually draw!

"If I can't draw, then what's the matter with this painting on the ground?"

"Ye yes yes!" Wu Fat shouted in surprise, "It turns out that Brother Tang really knows how to draw!

"Brother Tang's restaurant has another branch. Tao Cheng smiled slightly.

"It seems that I am not mistaken, Brother Tang did this for his own reasons. Extraordinary Wenbao is just not ordinary, and the style of painting is extraordinary!" Xuanyuan Moqing smiled lightly, suddenly stopped smiling again, and muttered to himself in confusion: "Hmm? What's going on? Now, what about the light that blooms when the spirit painting takes shape? This painting is the same as alchemy and refining tools, when it is successful, there will be visions in heaven and earth, and there will even be heavenly thunder! Nangong Wentian will shine three zhang of light when he succeeds in painting, why is it that when Brother Tang succeeds in painting, there is no vision at all? Could it be that Brother Tang failed in painting?"

Soon, not only Xuanyuan Moqing discovered that there was no vision when Yang Hao painted successfully, and many disciples found that Yang Hao had obviously succeeded in painting, why was there no vision of heaven and earth?

"Hey, wait! Tang Xuanzang has obviously said that he has succeeded in painting, and we have also seen a painting appear on the painting paper, but what about the vision of heaven and earth? It should have appeared! I also know a little about painting, when the painter completes the spiritual painting, the spiritual painting will appear in the vision of heaven and earth, and the vision of heaven and earth is different, the more powerful the spirit painting, the more vision of heaven and earth, but Tang Xuanzang's spiritual painting does not even have the simplest vision of 'blooming light'! Could it be that Tang Xuanzang failed to paint?"

"Wait, what's going on? When Nangong Wentian succeeded in painting, there was a vision, but why did Tang Xuanzang not have a vision after he succeeded in painting? Could it be that Tang Xuanzang failed in painting? Doesn't that mean that Tang Xuanzang is going to lose this painting competition? Oh! My spirit stone! It's miserable! 500,000 high-grade spirit stones! This is almost a year's pocket money! When I go back, my father will definitely beat me to death! What should I do? I originally wanted to make some change, but I didn't expect to put myself in it! I must not let my father know! Otherwise, what will my father do if he deducts my pocket money because of this incident!"

On the battle platform, Nangong Wentian, who had been in a trance, heard the discussion of the disciples around him, and suddenly his eyes lit up, staring at Yang Hao's spirit painting fiercely, and after a while, he burst out laughing.