Against the sky starts from copying

Chapter 60 I want to fight ten

"Choose out ten people and come together!"

Lin Tianyang's words echoed in the Qingjiang Art Gallery, and everyone suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.

Mu Liansheng and others are all masters of painting, and everyone is a painter above Juling. Lin Tianyang is only in the state of enlightenment, and he wants to choose ten outstanding ones from such a group of masters of Juling. Then challenge the drawing skills at the same time?

"Too crazy!"

Even the people on the sidelines who had previously cheered for the Qingjiang Art Museum felt that Lin Tianyang's move was too crazy, Mu Liansheng and others were even more furious, and everyone's face sank.

"Lin Tianyang, I didn't expect that after you became the first grand slam leader in the history of the Meiyuan Art Association, you would be so defiant!"

Mu Liansheng scolded in a deep voice, and his anger exploded: "We are all well-known painters in Mobei City. Compared with us, you are nothing but a brat!"

Lin Tianyang frowned, and jokingly said: "Whether I am a boy or not, you have to compete to find out. If I dare to fight ten of you alone, don't you dare?"

"Presumptuous!" Mu Liansheng's entire face turned red, and he could no longer maintain the calm and stable demeanor before: "I have been immersed in painting for decades, and the world is full of peaches and plums. No matter what, I am your senior. Speaking wild words is to offend our dignity!"

Lin Tianyang sneered, and said with disdain: "You people are magnanimous, bullying the small, and destroying the reputation of my Qingjiang Art Gallery. Does it mean that I still need to take care of your so-called dignity? I am still that In other words, if you become a whore, don’t think about erecting a torii, I want one of you to compete with ten of you at the same time, so you can say whether you dare to fight!"

His voice was loud and arrogant, and he had no intention of putting Mu Liansheng and others in his eyes at all.

He is not blindly arrogant. After many attempts, he has a certain understanding of the criteria for evaluating the power consumption of the Tiansheng Illustrated Book.

The amount of thought power consumed for copying is directly proportional to the power contained in the copying target.

Since Lin Tianyang traveled so far, there are only five known things that can be copied, namely, cultivation techniques, spirit treasures, talismans, pills, and paintings.

The amount of thought force required to copy the cultivation method depends on the grade of the cultivation method, and the grade represents the level of power that can be obtained after cultivation. The level of the level determines the value of the consumption of mind power.

The same is true for Lingbao targets. Grades represent power. With Lin Tianyang's strength in the enlightened state, he can only copy the blueprints for forging spirit treasures of the corresponding grade. It will be tripled immediately, and if it exceeds the second level, it will be doubled nine times. Based on his current enlightenment state and 450 mental power points, if he wants to copy the forging blueprint of a first-grade Lingbao, the mental power consumed will be 450 multiplied by three times. The eighth power, that is, nearly 300 million points of thought power.

However, this is just a conservative estimate. There are many types of spirit treasures, and their powers vary according to different types. There are also high and low levels among spirit treasures of the same rank. With 300 million points of mental power, it is estimated that they can only copy the inferior rank of one rank. Lingbao.

However, the standard of thought power consumed by the celestial talisman is somewhat different from that of the spirit treasure. To copy a talisman corresponding to the realm, it only needs to consume nearly one-tenth of the thought power of itself, and the same is true for copying the pill formula.

Among the currently known targets that can be copied, the one with the lowest mental energy consumption is the painting.

Paintings are just works of brush and ink. Except for the three grades of Zhenguo, Handed down, and Gaotian, which can resonate with the world, ordinary paintings have no power at all, so the consumption of mental energy for copying paintings is only the lowest.

For example, he copied the master painting Zhong Kui's ghost-hunting picture in the first round of assessment in Meiyuan. Tianyang is confident that everyone will be pressed to the ground and rubbed!

"Even if they can pick out ten master-level painters, they only need more than 300 points of thought power to copy them, and there is no difficulty at all!"

As Lin Tianyang's trump card, Tiansheng Illustrated Book, no one in the venue knew about it. Mu Liansheng and others were so angry that they were about to explode when they saw his arrogance.

"Lin Tianyang, don't blame me for not reminding you!" Mu Liansheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily, "Everything in the world can be painted. After the painter gathers his spirit, he will specialize in one thing, heaven, god, spirit, tool, and universe. , Huan, the six major schools of painting are broad and profound, if you want to compete with ten people like me at the same time, it is equivalent to you need to master the painting skills of the six major schools of painting, you have to think clearly!"

Lin Tianyang was taken aback for a moment. Although Mu Liansheng was furious, what he said was indeed for his consideration.

The way of painting is broad and profound, and can be divided into six schools according to the different styles of paintings, Tianhuashi, Shenhuashi, Linghuashi, Utensil Painter, Yuhuashi, and Illusionist.

Tian painters, who draw from the nature of heaven and earth, are proficient in landscapes, rivers, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and paintings of vegetation, flowers and stones. This is the most widely spread painting school among painters. Lu Huanyu is a Tian painter.

A divine painter, who uses characters and gods to make paintings, can call gods and saints, gods and Buddhas of the heavens, ghosts, ghosts, and masters of Taoism can all draw and summon spirits for their use. The method is miraculous and rare in the world.

A master of spirit painters, he uses insects, birds, spirits and beasts to make paintings, and his brush and ink can transform all spirits in the world. With the power of all living beings, he can evolve all kinds of supernatural powers. With one stroke, he can draw thousands of spirits and beasts, and can defeat thousands of troops. scramble.

A painter of utensils can make paintings with weapons and utensils. All kinds of weapons, shields and helmets can be painted. With the power of pen and ink, he can transform magical weapons into mysterious and mysterious things, and his killing power is unrivaled in the world.

The artist of Yu, who uses architectural formations to make paintings, can draw tall buildings, can become demon-suppressing pagodas, can form shocking formations, and can trap millions of troops. He is the most terrifying existence on the battlefield.

Illusionist, whose painting skills are incomparable to ghosts and ghosts, and his paintings are vague, but have the power to confuse and destroy people's minds. He is the strangest and rarest painter among the six major painting schools.

Each of the six major painting schools has its own strengths and is broad and profound, and attacking only one school is enough to exhaust one's life's strength.

Mu Liansheng and others are numerous and powerful, belonging to different schools of painting. Their paintings include everything in the world. If Lin Tianyang wants to fight against ten people with one person, he wants to challenge the six major schools of painting at the same time.

No one thought that he could do it. Everyone in the Qingjiang Art Museum, including Lu Huanyu, felt that it was impossible when they heard that he wanted to fight ten people alone, and their faces were extremely solemn.

"Mr. Mu, why do you need to talk too much to this ignorant boy?" Zhang Xuanhe sneered and shouted strangely: "Since he wants to challenge me and ten others at the same time, it shows that he has the strength to master the six major painting schools. That's right, as for not being able to paint it at that time, it's his own business!"

Lin Tianyang glanced at him interestingly, and said relaxedly: "That's right, so what if you belong to the six major painting schools, there is not much difference between taking turns and going together, stop talking nonsense, come to fight if you want to fight! "

Lin Tianyang uttered wild words again and again, completely ignoring the masters of all the art galleries in Mobei City. With such an arrogant demeanor, Mu Liansheng could no longer restrain his anger, and roared in a deep voice: "Okay, since you Find your way to death, and I will help you! If you lose the battle, the Qingjiang Art Gallery will no longer be the No. [-] art gallery in Mobei City!"

"No problem!" Lin Tianyang agreed with a bite, his chin slightly raised: "Then if you lose, Zhang Xuanhe will eat these two long dishes in front of everyone, is there a problem?"

"This..." Mu Liansheng's face froze involuntarily. It was a matter of human life, and he didn't dare to make a hasty decision.

Zhang Xuanhe on the side was a little anxious, and said: "Mr. Mu, he is just an arrogant brat, how could we lose to him, just agree!"

Seeing that he himself was so resolute and fearless, Mu Liansheng no longer had any worries: "Okay! Since you have said so, then I will agree! Don't worry, I will definitely send out the best painting skills. Ten strong people come to teach this kid a lesson, and they will never let you put yourself in danger!"

"Thank you, Mr. Mu!" Zhang Xuanhe thanked respectfully, and looked at Lin Tianyang provocatively in his eyes: "Lin Tianyang, you are doomed!"

Lin Tianyang smiled lightly: "Don't speak too early."

Under the impatience of many painters, a clean space was quickly cleared from the messy venue. Several painters put down their bodies and went to the classroom to move out ten sets of desks and chairs, neatly arranged, all pens, inks, papers and inkstones in place. .

They couldn't wait to make the arrogant Lin Tianyang pay the price and make the Qingjiang Art Gallery roll down from the number one throne in Mobei City!

However, they only moved ten sets, and there was no room for Lin Tianyang at all.

After the venue was ready, dozens of painters gathered together to discuss candidates for the battle.

"Tianyang, isn't it too much for you to entrust the conference like this?" Lu Huanyu frowned, facing the simultaneous challenge of ten Dao painting masters who gathered spirits and above, even with his strength, he felt that he had no chance of winning, and his eyes were full of worry. .

Many students in the Qingjiang Art Museum thought the same way. Those people were gods in their eyes. If Lin Tianyang had to deal with ten gods at once, no matter how he looked at it, it was impossible for him to win.

"Don't worry!" Lin Tianyang smiled and looked around everyone: "I won't lose!"

"You don't have to worry too much," Wang Ziyan was the only one who believed that Lin Tianyang would not lose, her tone was soft but full of confidence: "When did this bastard do something he was not sure about?"

Everyone was stunned, thinking of Lin Tianyang's performance at the Meiyuan Art Fair, his eyes regained some brilliance, Wu Xiaoling gritted her teeth and said, "We have to trust Lin Tianyang! The title of the first painting gallery was won by him for us." He came back, even if he exported this title, we should support him!"

"it is good!"

The students of the Qingjiang Art Museum roared together, which made many painters who were discussing with each other jump suddenly.

"What does it mean to be output?" Lin Tianyang gave her a dissatisfied look, and said, "I have no intention of losing to this group of people!"

"Okay, we have already decided on the candidates for our departure!"

Mu Liansheng and the others negotiated and came to a conclusion, and happily dispatched ten painters.

These ten painters were headed by Mu Liansheng, and there were several white-haired old men who were over sixty years old. To Lin Tianyang's surprise, Zhang Xuanhe was among them.

If ranked by strength, Zhang Xuanhe only deserves to be ranked at the bottom of these people, and he will not be able to enter the top ten at all.

"It's no wonder. After all, he was the one who lost the cloth, so he should have a chance to participate anyway." Lin Tianyang quickly figured out the reason, and felt amused for a while.

"Master Liu, Senior Bai, Mr. Qian..." Lu Huanyu looked at the other party's lineup one by one, the panic in his eyes became more serious, and finally turned into a monstrous anger: "Mu Liansheng! You even sent these old seniors out! , it is shameless to the extreme!"

Lu Huanyu's anger was extremely unbearable. Among the other painters selected by Mu Liansheng, they not only covered the styles of the six major painting schools, but also had more than five long-established masters of painting. Even Zhang Xuanhe was also a well-known painter in the city. People can be said to be the strongest lineup that any gallery can produce!

Gathering the power of all the art galleries, but only to deal with an artist who has opened up his mind, this kind of practice is simply outrageous!
"He asked for all of this!" Mu Liansheng remained unmoved, and led everyone to their respective positions to do a good job: "I will start painting after this, Lin Tianyang, if you admit defeat now, maybe Qingjiang The gallery can still save some face!"

Lin Tianyang smiled slightly and said: "You should worry about yourself. If so many masters lose to me at the same time, I'm afraid you will lose all face to live!"

"I don't know how to live or die!" Mu Liansheng didn't bother to talk to him any more, and sternly shouted: "Everyone, we must show the highest level and let this kid know what it means to be tall and strong!"

"it is good!"

Many masters were also furious, and began to paint with what they had learned all their lives. The scene suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of the pen tip constantly rustling on the drawing paper.

Lin Tianyang looked relaxed, looked at Mu Liansheng and others who were concentrating on it, and couldn't help but feel sad for them: "In front of the Tiansheng illustrated book, no matter how high your level is, how many schools of painting, how many cents are there? ?”

(End of this chapter)