Against the sky starts from copying

Chapter 33 The Battle of the Chiefs
"Enough is enough, the winner is already divided!"

Mo Qingmei's voice came from the main hall, and there was a gust of breeze immediately in the arena, like smoke and mist, soft and powerless, as if the aura of heaven and earth that was still raging was slowly wiped away from the void, the arena immediately regained clarity.

I saw Sun Haozhi and other six people appearing on the pitted arena floor.

"hiss……"

The spectators who saw the appearance of the six of them gasped in unison, and many girls screamed and covered their eyes, their faces blushing.

I saw that Sun Haozhi and the six had passed out long ago, their bodies were covered in water without a single strand, scorched black marks could be seen everywhere on their bodies, and even indescribable places were burnt to the point that not a single blade of grass could grow. The six of them overlapped randomly like a garbage dump. The posture is unsightly.

Those who have good things started to boo, and the audience burst into laughter.

"Lin Tianyang, you are such a bastard!" Guanshi Liu stomped his feet angrily, and hurriedly called a few students to come up to the stage to carry Sun Haozhi off the stage, glared at Lin Tianyang viciously, and took all the people from Mosong Art Gallery to leave Plum Garden.

Sun Haozhi has already lost all the face of Mo Song Art Museum in this battle, and he doesn't want to stay here again to embarrass himself.

"Perhaps, since the sentence just now ended, I should tell Lin Tianyang that it is more appropriate."

Mo Qingmei looked at the five innate warriors who were unconscious and being carried off, then looked at the messy arena, shook her head and smiled wryly, and announced loudly: "The winner of the first competition, Qingjiang Art Gallery, Lin Tianyang!"

After a moment of silence, there was an earth-shattering cheer.

All the people are applauding desperately. They are all laymen and don't know how powerful Lin Tianyang is, but the scene of seven heavenly talismans flying all over the sky is the only scene they have ever seen in their life. Lin Tianyang crushed five innate warriors in one breath. It made them feel hearty and hearty, and they called it an eye-opener.

Everyone in the Qingjiang Art Museum and Lin Tianwan and others celebrated with all their heart. Many people had tears in their eyes. It is such a difficult and desperate situation for Lin Tianyang to fight against Sun Haozhi and others alone, but he insisted on turning the tide by means of defying the sky. Turning defeat into victory, even slapped everyone who looked down on him resoundingly!

Such a feat, how not to get carried away with excitement!
The cheers from the audience shook the sky, Lin Tianyang calmly stood on the ring, looking around indifferently.

Feeling his gaze sweeping towards them, the candidates who participated in the conference felt their whole body trembled. There was a palpitating power in those extremely calm eyes, which made them unable to think of confrontation at all.

The changes of my students have not escaped the perception of the teachers of the painting hall. Many painters and teachers are silent. Lin Tianyang's prestige cannot be stopped by the painters and students.

Even Ye Qiu, who is known as the genius of the number one painter in Mobei City, is definitely not his opponent.

However, I am afraid that from now on, the title of genius of the first painter in Mobei City will no longer belong to Ye Qiu...

"If you meet Lin Tianyang, just admit defeat." All the instructors gave the same order.

With the power of the first battle, no one dared to fight him again.

"Lin Tianyang, you've exhausted yourself a lot, and you should leave the field to adjust your breath and wait for the next opponent." Mo Qingmei said.

"Senior Qingmei, with Lin Tianyang's demonstrated strength, I'm afraid few candidates dare to fight him. Why not just let him be promoted to the battle of the leader of the painting club?" Wang Jingxing suggested with a smile on his face.

Lin Tianyang on the arena couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. This boss of the Universal Chamber of Commerce really changed his face faster than Changtian. He was still targeting himself before, but now he can immediately express kindness to himself as if nothing had happened. The kung fu of tossing and moving like this is really amazing.

However, since the other party expressed goodwill on his own initiative, Lin Tianyang will not make progress. His current strength is invincible among the students of the art gallery, but in front of such a big boss, he has no capital to be arrogant.

He nodded his head slightly to Wang Jingxing, and saw the latter chuckle a few times in satisfaction.

Wang Jingxing openly spoke for Lin Tianyang, and Bai Changsheng, who admired Lin Tianyang in his heart, was not to be outdone, and immediately said: "I agree, this son's talent can be called a monster, his strength is strong, and no one can match him in the field, so don't waste his time." It's time."

With a peaceful smile on his face, Zhang Tianyao agreed, "You two are right, and I think so too."

The three most important people in Mobei City spoke for a young man at the same time. This is a scene that no one dared to imagine, but it happened at this very moment.

Wang Ziyan's beautiful eyes lit up, and she said softly: "Senior Mo, this is actually not bad. Lin Tianyang will be directly promoted to the battle of the leader, and there will be fewer candidates who have been hit hard. Isn't it a good thing?"

Hearing what she said, the corners of Meiyuan Sanlao's mouth twitched involuntarily.

It is simply unheard of for one candidate's absence to benefit the mental health of other candidates.

Lin Tianyang also couldn't laugh or cry, it seemed that everyone became very naughty after getting acquainted with him...

The distinguished guests in the main hall spoke together, Mo Qingmei pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "Lin Tianyang's strength is obvious to all, and we decided to make an exception for him to enter the battle of the leader. If there is any objection in the field, you can directly challenge Lin Tianyang on stage. Raise, in order to compete for promotion qualifications!"

Mo Qingmei's voice was loud, and the venue became quiet again. Everyone held their breath and waited.

Lin Tianyang stood with his hands behind his back, a faint aura fluctuated around him, intimidating the audience.

After waiting for a long time, no one came up to challenge.

"I declare that Lin Tianyang will directly enter the battle of the leader!" Mo Qingmei announced the result without wasting any time.

Immediately, another wave of applause broke out in the square, and everyone was extremely excited, as if they were witnessing the birth of a great history.

In the 50-year history of the Plum Garden Art Association, there has never been a leader who won three consecutive games, but today, Lin Tianyang is only one step away from the leader of the Grand Slam!
Looking at all the candidates, there is no one who can stop him. Everyone can be sure that Lin Tianyang is already the leader of the Grand Slam!

Only Ye Qiu.

He looked at Lin Tianyang who was standing on the stage with a calm expression, his eyes were full of fighting spirit: "You were the one who challenged me before, now it's my turn to challenge you!"

Cao Ruohai at the side felt his determination, his face was ashen, and he remained silent. Suddenly, a strange man patted his shoulder behind him...

Lin Tianyang walked down the ring calmly, seeing the fanatical admiration in the eyes of the people around him, there was no ripple in his heart.

After venting his madness, his mood suddenly calmed down, and his thoughts became clear. Whether it was the goodwill of the people in the hall, or the wild cheers of the people watching the battle, these were all the respect he had won with his strength.

They were the ones who looked down on themselves the most before, and they are also the ones applauding themselves now. The huge change during this period is just because they have shown enough strength.

Lin Tianyang believed that if he was defeated in the next second, these people would not hesitate to ridicule him.

All the prestige and compliments they give are false, and only those who stand with themselves in adversity are worth cherishing.

"Tianyang, you are really..." Lu Huanyu looked at Lin Tianyang who was slowly walking in front of him, his mood was extremely complicated. He didn't know how to describe the most outstanding student in the history of Qingjiang Art Museum, but in the end he just patted hard Pat him on the shoulder.

Wu Xiaoling and other students were not as complicated as him. When they saw Lin Tianyang returning to the rest area, they rushed forward with strange screams, and kept describing their emotions when they just watched the battle. To feel more deeply.

They chattered about a lot of ups and downs in their mental journeys, and he shook his head and smiled wryly, then quickly pulled out, sat cross-legged, and began to recover his thoughts.

Before frantically copying the celestial talisman, his mind power was almost exhausted, and the battle of the leader was imminent, so he had to adjust his state.

If there is no accident, the opponent in the battle of the leader will only be Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu was able to firmly hold the throne of Mobei City's number one painter genius, and his strength was by no means comparable to that of the weak Sun Haozhi. Even if he had the Heavenly Sacred Illustration Book in his hand, he would not take it lightly.

After calming down, the Nine Power Nine Stars in the Sea of ​​Consciousness began to rotate rapidly.

While the breath was being adjusted, the group arena between the arenas was still going on, but after seeing Lin Tianyang's crazy and extreme Tianfu methods, the people watching the battle could no longer arouse the slightest interest in these people's competitions. There were very few cheers, and only when Ye Qiu competed would there be a few bursts of louder cheers.

"boom!"

Ye Qiu's opponent fell heavily to the ground, his body was entangled by countless tough vines, unable to move, he kept admitting defeat.

"The contender for the battle of the leader, Xuanmo Art Gallery, Ye Qiu!"

Mo Qingmei's voice sounded again, but was suppressed by a burst of loud cheers.

In the battle of the chiefs, Lin Tianyang vs. Ye Qiu!

This is a real battle between the two heroes, and it will definitely be the most intense battle between the leaders in the history of the Plum Garden Art Association.

When the final decisive moment came, everyone roared and cheered without any reservations, as if even the clouds in the sky were shattered by this shocking sound.

Ye Qiu, who successfully advanced to the battle of the leader, was not very happy. To him, it was a matter of course.

Even though he is not as strong as Lin Tianyang in the eyes of everyone, he is far stronger than everyone else.

Ye Qiu walked down the ring slowly, looked at Lin Tianyang who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath in the distance, his eyes gradually became sharper: "Next, it's time for you and me to compete!"

The strength Lin Tianyang showed is against the sky, but he firmly believes that he may not be invincible in a fight!
"Ye Qiu, take this thing and use it after you get into the ring!" Cao Ruohai, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared beside him, and stuffed something into his arms without anyone knowing it.

Ye Qiu stretched out his hand and felt the powerful wave of thoughts coming from that thing, he was shocked immediately: "Guan Cao, this is..."

"Don't say anything!" Cao Ruohai quickly stopped him, and said anxiously: "This is your only means to win, and you must not let others know!"

"No! It's not fair!" Ye Qiu gritted his teeth and refused.

"Don't be naive! Do you think this is a competition for you alone?" Cao Ruohai said angrily when he refused, "If you lose, not only will I have to admit my mistake to Lu Huanyu in public, but the reputation of Xuanmo Art Gallery will be severely damaged. Blow, don't you care at all?"

Ye Qiu hesitated for a few moments, and said painfully: "Win this way to win the competition, can we preserve the reputation of our art gallery?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Just remember, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. As long as you win against Lin Tianyang, no one will say anything against you. You must do what I say!" Cao Cao Ruohai's face was ferocious and terrifying, almost crazy.

Ye Qiu remained silent, and after a long time, he finally nodded in agreement with difficulty.

"Okay, Ye Qiu, you really didn't disappoint me!" Cao Ruohai immediately grinned grimly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I want to see if Lin Tianyang can create another miracle!"

At this time, it was approaching dusk, and the red cloth high platform in the center of the square where the ranking was announced had been removed and replaced with a huge white stone arena. Ten mighty innate realm warriors were waiting at both ends, with an imposing manner.

Almost all the people in the plum garden gathered around the arena of the battle of chiefs, discussing with each other excitedly, waiting for the final decisive moment.

In the midst of everyone's anticipation, Ye Qiu got up and walked onto the ring, with a solemn expression and erratic eyes, as if he was restless.

As if receiving the induction, Lin Tianyang opened his eyes suddenly, exhaled slowly, and saw Ye Qiu on the ring at a glance.

He smiled slightly, got up and stepped up, stepped onto the ring amidst the cheers of countless people, and looked at Ye Qiuyao.

As the sun set, the beautiful afterglow fell on the ring, dragging the tall and straight figures of the two people to a long distance, and the flowing clothes fluttered with the mountain wind, which actually conveyed the majestic meaning of war drums.

The two confronted each other silently, their auras collided with each other silently in the arena, and the crowd close to the arena felt a powerful force that could not be suppressed, making their feet weak under the pressure.

"I'm here to get the leader." Lin Tianyang said suddenly.

"You may not win." Ye Qiu's voice was hoarse.

Lin Tianyang smiled easily, his eyes suddenly sharpened: "But you will definitely lose!"

"The battle of the chiefs, Lin Tianyang of the Qingjiang Art Gallery, and Ye Qiu of the Xuanmo Art Gallery, the competition has officially begun!"

Above the main hall, a bell gong struck, and the final battle officially began!
(End of this chapter)