Chu Chen didn't know that he had been targeted by the Tianji Sect, he was completely immersed in his own rhythm.

Kungfu painting, the two immortals are in a state of trance, their feet are carefree, their hands are dancing in the figure of eight horses, and their body skills are elegant and transcendent.

In front of his eyes, there was only a world of galloping horses.

Not a trace of distraction.

The exclamations from all directions could not reach Chu Chen's ears at all.

Bai Mu, who was standing in the corner of the high platform, looked extremely gloomy at this moment. Looking at Chu Chen who was painting, he held the microphone in his hand tightly and glanced around the high platform subconsciously. At this moment, Bai Mu

There was an idea, and he wanted to find a way to ruin Chu Chen's performance. However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, no matter how many thoughts he had, Bai Mu could only suppress it and stared at Chu Chen.

Bai Mu also finally understood what Chu Chen said just now. If he started painting from the beginning, Kung Fu painting combined with the trance of the two immortals would definitely shock the audience and really affect Luo Ke's painting.

The two immortals are in trance!

The strength Chu Chen showed today was countless times stronger than when he painted "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" in the club that day.

Is this Chu Chen’s true strength?

No, it must be just showing off your skills!

Bai Mu tried hard to suppress the uneasy feeling in his heart, and the corner of his mouth curled up coldly. It was impossible to defeat Luo Ke's Eight Horses Picture with the Eight Horses Picture.

In the square, someone suddenly said, "Before today's literary fight, someone seemed to have said that they expected Chu Chen to throw a set of punches at today's literary fight... That's the Prophecy Emperor!"

"Chu Chen can be called the first person in China to combine kung fu and painting to this extent."

"Kung Fu painter, Chu Chen!"

Chu Chen's painting hasn't finished yet, and the praises are already flowing like a tide.

On one side of the crowd, Li Lejing gritted his teeth and said, "Made, isn't this our act of revenge? Why is Chu Chen so popular?"

"Young Master Jing, don't worry. No matter how high Chu Chen stands now, how badly he will fall." A person next to him said with a cold snort, "I have a hunch that the level of Chu Chen's painting is definitely very low.

, he put all his energy into showing off his skills and ignored the most important content of the painting itself."

The people sitting next to him were all this rich second-generation young man in the literary and art circles, and they all nodded in agreement.

You can't have your cake and eat it too.

When Chu Chen finished his last stroke, he threw the brush in his hand and threw it back onto the pen holder. Chu Chen's figure flashed back to where he originally stood. Directly in front of him was the completed work.

Like fallen leaves swaying in the autumn wind, they slowly fell down and finally landed on the table.

Chu Chen raised his head and looked at Luo Ke, "Eight Horses Picture, please enlighten me."

Rock sneered and stepped forward.

At the same time, Luo Ke glanced at the time and found that Chu Chen only had fifteen minutes left.

He wanted to see what level Bajuntu, who took five minutes less than him, could reach.

Bai Mu also followed Luo Ke's footsteps and walked toward the painting.

The two of them looked down almost at the same time, and their minds were shocked at the same time.

The moment their eyes touched the painting, both of them felt an electric shock, and their souls seemed to be sucked into a vast and boundless world by an inexplicable suction force.

The dust is flying and thousands of horses are galloping!

Among them, the eight horses rushing at the front were as if they were frozen.

Like a flash of lightning.

It's like stepping through the clouds.

Like a whip passing by.

Like crossing mountains and rivers.

What they saw seemed not to be a painting, but a scene.

This painting was also projected on the big screen in the square.

Chu Chen’s Eight Horses Picture!

The horse neighs and gallops across.

Everyone was shocked as they looked at this brand new picture of eight horses.

"I feel like these eight horses have come alive."

"As a layman, I can't see the difference between the two paintings, but I feel that Chu Chen's painting is not bad at all. Who says you can't have your cake and eat it too, but Chu Chen can."

"Who else can draw such an exquisite picture of eight horses while showing off their skills like this?"

Xia Bei shouted, "Brother Chen will win."

"Brother-in-law is going to win!" Song Qiu was extremely excited, his eyes filled with admiration.

"How do you know? You can actually judge?" Song Yan asked curiously.

"Hey." Song Qiu looked in one direction, "Although I don't know how to judge the quality of a painting, I can look at people. Look over there. Everyone in the Luo Family Painting Studio is an expert.

, now their expressions are as if they have eaten shit, the brother-in-law must be the winner! Hahaha! In the first half of this competition, which was less than an hour, they thought they could beat the shit out of the brother-in-law, but in the second half, until now,

My brother-in-law fed them the shit one bite at a time."

The faces of everyone in the Luo family were indeed as gloomy as water.

Luo Yunyang's body trembled slightly, unable to accept it, and he had already made a judgment in his heart.

"No, I can't be affected by Chu Chen's dazzling skills." Luo Yunyang took a deep breath and said to himself loudly, "It is undeniable that Chu Chen's painting is of a very high standard, and so is Uncle Ke Ke's Eight Horses painting.

It has reached an outstanding level. The final result must be decided by the four judges."

Beichen cheering group, "Chu Chen! Chu Chen! Chu Chen!"

This was Xia Bei's little idea. Instead of calling Mr. Chu this time, he called Chu Chen over and over again, motivating the entire audience.

Sure enough, after a while, the whole place erupted in unison.

"Chu Chen!" "Chu Chen!"

From the dazzling skills of kung fu painting, to the astonishment of the two immortals, and finally to the soul-shattering feeling after seeing the finished product, Chu Chen conquered the antique street square with a picture of eight horses.

Even though the final victory or defeat has not yet been judged, at this moment, Chu Chen is obviously more popular among the people.

If there was an audience voting session, Chu Chen would definitely win overwhelmingly.

Hu Liyong pushed Huangfu Yuanjing in a wheelchair, and the four judges came to the two paintings.

The same pictures of eight horses are placed together.

Zhong Xiuqing sighed, "The two paintings of Eight Horses are both pinnacle works!"

Huangfu Yuanjing's eyes fell on one of the paintings. He took a deep breath for a long time and said, "This is a great blessing for the Chinese painting world!"

The other three judges were silent for a while, and then the whole square burst into thunderous applause.

Everyone understood what Huangfu Yuanjing meant.

The emergence of Chu Chen represents the inheritance of the Chinese painting world.

It is also the inheritance of Chinese cultural and historical heritage.

Even though the four judges have not officially announced the results of the competition, everyone already knows the winner in their hearts.

On the side of the high platform, Luo Ke's eyes have been staring at Chu Chen's Eight Horses picture.

for a long time.
Chapter completed!