Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 366
Awaited?
Qiao Yu was already stunned.

What is this waiting for?

It took him more than a stick of incense to draw the picture of Hansong from the beginning to the end.

But Lin Xuan painted this bird in less than a cup of tea.

You know, it takes a long time to paint a painting.

Qiao Yu was able to draw it in the time of a stick of incense, because the picture of Han Song had already been formed in his chest.

He stared blankly at Han Songtu in front of him, not knowing what to say.

If he hadn't seen Lin Xuan's solid basic skills, he would have even doubted whether Lin Xuan came to amuse himself.

"Brother Lin, why don't you...can you draw for a while?"

Qiao Yu asked tentatively.

Beside, Qiao Zi sneered.

"What about fooling children? You call it perfection? What a joke!"

Lin Xuan gave her a meaningful look, but didn't say much.

At this time, the people from the caravan also gathered.

They also showed strange expressions when they saw Han Songtu.

However, none of them dared to provoke Lin Xuan. After all, Lin Xuan's strength lies there.

At this moment, Qiao Yu seemed to see something.

He stepped forward and looked at the canvas carefully.

After watching for a while, he suddenly grabbed Lin Xuan's shoulder with excitement.

"Amazing!"

"It's amazing!"

"Brother Lin, how did you do it?"

Lin Xuan smiled without saying a word.

The people next to him were completely dumbfounded. They didn't know why Qiao Yu was so excited.

Many people stepped forward to check, but they didn't see anything.

Qiao Zi also checked it, but didn't notice anything wrong.

"Cousin, are you going to protect him?"

Qiao Zi said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Yu turned around and said sharply.

"Shut up, you are insulting a fourth-level painter!"

Fourth-level painter?

Qiao Zi was dumbfounded, and looked at Lin Xuan.

Drawing a bird is a fourth-level painter?Did my cousin take the wrong medicine today?

Just when everyone was wondering, Qiao Yu took out the kettle and poured it on the canvas.

In the blink of an eye, a miracle happened.

The bird on the canvas flapped its wings a few times and flew out of the canvas.

This is an ordinary bird that can be seen everywhere.

Lin Xuan didn't use thick ink either, but simply outlined a few strokes.

Now, however, the bird is alive and well.

No, it is not appropriate to describe it as lifelike!

The bird has come to life, and it flies in front of everyone.

"This……"

Rao Qiao Zi couldn't say anything at this time.

It was completely beyond her comprehension that the bird could fly out of the canvas.

However, it doesn't stop there.

As the canvas became more and more wet with water, several snowflakes actually fell from the air.

After a while, the sky was covered with goose feather-like snowflakes.

The canvas also disappeared, replaced by a pine tree.

Everything on the canvas turned into reality!
This scene, in the eyes of ordinary people, can be called a miracle!
As the water stain dries, the pine trees and birds disappear, and the canvas returns to its original appearance.

"Brother Lin, can you return this picture of Hansong to me?"

Qiao Yu blushed and made this request.

As a painter, as a cultivated person, he himself could not understand his behavior.

It can be said that it is disregarding face to ask for something that has been given away.

However, Qiao Yu really couldn't control herself.

This painting is simply perfect!

It's like a warrior meets a weapon that he wants, and a musician meets a piano that will accompany him all his life!
For a painter, a perfect painting is a priceless treasure!

Lin Xuan smiled, rolled up the canvas, and handed it to Qiao Yu.

"I played tricks."

He said this from the heart.

Although Qiao Yu is a third-level painter, the artistic conception in his paintings is unmatched by Lin Xuan.

Just by looking at himself, he can draw a picture of Han Song, this is the real painter.

Lin Xuan just used some unique techniques to show his artistic conception outside the canvas.

In terms of artistic conception, Lin Xuan was still a step behind.

Qiao Yu carefully put away the canvas, for fear of any damage.

Immediately, he looked at Qiao Zi next to him.

"Little sister, I am willing to bet and admit defeat!"

"You have repeatedly spoken rudely. Since you have bet with Brother Lin, you must fulfill your promise!"

After hearing his words, Qiao Zi's face turned red and then pale.

In her capacity, let her be Lin Xuan's maid?

Qiao Zi was full of anger.

But if you want to go back on your word, you still lose your identity!

For a while, Qiao Zi fell into a dilemma.

"Why, are you going to tear up your bet?"

Qiao Yu raised his eyebrows.

Lin Xuan sighed softly, waved his hand and said.

"No, just remember the lesson this time."

He really didn't like Qiao Zi's savage character, and the reason why he proposed to let her be his maid was just to beat her up.

If you really want him to bring a maid by his side, then he will not be used to it.

"This lady won't take advantage of you!"

Qiao Zi said immediately.

"Since you don't want me to be your maid, I will give you three thousand middle-grade spirit stones as compensation for this bet!"

After speaking, she turned around and returned to her tent.

Three thousand middle-grade spirit stones!

Hearing this sentence, those people next to him were all shocked, and they naturally knew what it meant.

Qiao Yu nodded.

For three thousand middle-grade spirit stones, it would be fair for her to be free for three days.

"Sister Sister is young, please invite Brother Lin Haihan."

Lin Xuan nodded, but did not pursue further.

Qiao Yu took out a new canvas and spread it on top of the drawing board.

"I really don't want to give up the picture of Han Song. As compensation, I will draw another picture for Brother Lin!"

After speaking, he began to draw with a pen.

Lin Xuan watched from the side and couldn't help sighing secretly.

Qiao Yu is really a genius!

At this time, the painting method he used was exactly the method used by Lin Xuan when he perfected the picture of Han Song for him.

This method is simple and simple, but complicated, it is also very complicated.

Qiao Yu is only a third-level painter, and he can comprehend the subtlety of it after seeing Lin Xuan perform it just once. He is really a rare genius!

Lin Xuan stood quietly by the side, watching him follow his pen.

This time, Qiao Yu spent two sticks of incense, obviously he was familiar with this technique.

Lin Xuan was beside him, also full of surprise.

He is a talented warrior, but not a qualified painter.

Although he could learn those drawing techniques from the sacred mountain, he was far inferior to Qiao Yu in terms of creativity and artistic conception.

"All right!"

Qiao Yu put away the brush, a tired look appeared on his face.

Apparently, drawing two paintings in succession had already overwhelmed his body.

It is also a painting of Hansong, but the artistic conception of this painting is a little different.

(End of this chapter)