She cried the whole world of comprehension

As soon as Wen Jian and Feng Zhuxin's fight started, the two took a step back and distanced themselves.

Feng Zhuxin held a large brush like a spear, and used the ground of the arena as paper to draw dragons and galloping beasts.

Wen Jian holds a pen in each hand, writes war poems with his left hand, and draws soldiers with his right hand.

Jiang Yuebai under the arena saw that Wen Jian was going all out when he made a move, and only then did he realize that Wen Jian had also practiced the "Spirit and Soul Generation Method".

She used to write on the left and draw on the right, which could only be achieved through decades of daily practice. Just like the prompting of famous paintings, the calligraphy and painting with the blessing of poetry are even more powerful when mobilized.

At this moment, she is using one more divine sense to control the verbal sword, hidden in the poems and paintings, and exerts a strength comparable to that of the late stage monks of the baby.

Wen Jian escaped from the Kong Corporation back then, wandered alone in the Beihai Feiyan Pavilion, and grew up rapidly. If she hadn't escaped back then, and had stayed in the Kong Corporation, she would probably have married and become a married woman by now, with many children.

At this moment, Jiang Yuebai wished he could bring Wen Jian's three brothers here as well, let them see that Wen Jian's strength was far superior to them, and also told the Kong family to open their eyes to see how many amazing and talented women They were ruined by the Kong family rules.

Feng Zhuxin on the stage did not expect Wen Jian to display such a strong strength. One side of the arena was like two armies fighting.

The soldiers transformed by Wen Jian fought fiercely with the beasts drawn by Feng Zhuxin, roaring loudly, and finally died together.

The two swiped their pens and ink again, and all kinds of dark beasts rushed out of their pens, colliding in the center of the ring with majestic momentum.

After nearly two quarters of an hour of fighting like this, Wen Jian obviously began to struggle, but Feng Zhu's heart was still firm.

There is no doubt that there is a gap in aura reserves between the early Yuanying stage and the late Yuanying stage.

Just when Wen Jian was about to grit his teeth and continue to hold on, Feng Zhuxin put away his pen and stepped back half a step, "You are very good. If I am at the same cultivation level as you, it is really hard to say who will win, but now, you There is no need to force yourself, and I don't want to hit you hard."

Feng Zhuxin's hand swept over a purple bamboo tube at her waist, where the blood ink she refined with the spirit blood of beasts was sealed, which could infuse the things she drew with spirit.

After the spirit injection, the things she draws, whether it is a talisman or a painting, will have the strength of the acquired spirit in a short period of time.

Wen Jian glanced at it, did not give up, and picked up the pen again.

At this time, Feng Zhuxin said again, "Your paintings focus on freehand brushwork, which is very rare in the art of painting, but you have no ideas and no finishing touches, so you should be optimistic."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Zhuxin waved a large brush, and wiped out a trace of ink staining in the air.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just ink blots drawn by hand without any shape.

Feng Zhuxin looked at the inkstain, his eyes suddenly burst into an inch of brilliance, a burst of spiritual energy pierced through his fingertips, blood splashed, and hit a point in the inkstain.

The blood melted into the ink, the finishing touch, and the surrounding spiritual energy crazily gathered into that ink stain.

Ow! ! !
The dragon's chant shook the sky, and the ink marks gradually stretched and stretched, and it really turned into a lifelike ink dragon, with its head raised and its beard flying.

"The meaning of the painting is in the heart. What you see is the meaning in the painting, and the direction of the meaning is the finishing touch."

Hearing this, Wen Jian opened her eyes wide as if enlightened, and there was an indescribable aura faintly exuding from her whole body.

Feng Zhuxin didn't disturb her, and even waved his sleeves to lay down a sound-proof barrier to prevent the noisy voices from the arena from interfering with her comprehension.

The reason why she did this was, of course, to save energy on the one hand, but more importantly, to cherish talents.

Feng Zhuxin is much older than Wen Jian, and when she was at Wen Jian's age, she hadn't mastered the freehand painting skills, which required extremely high understanding.

In this respect, Wen Jian was better than her, so Feng Zhuxin was moved a little bit, not wanting such a good seedling to disappear from the public.

Under the arena, Jiang Yuebai squinted her eyes and put her hands on her hips, looking at Feng Zhuxin warily.

"What's the point of the painting, the finishing touch, this stinky woman has no good intentions, she must be trying to poach the corner of my Tianyan sect!"

Lu Nanzhi, who had just arrived with the avatar, heard the words, and said with a smile, "It can make the Feng family want to poach corners, which shows that our Tianyan Sect has a lot of talents."

Jiang Yuebai raised her eyebrows triumphantly, "That's natural, I don't care who brought these talents, hum~"

After a while, Wen Jian's eyes were restrained, and he had obviously realized something, and immediately bowed to Feng Zhuxin.

"Thank you for your advice. I am convinced that I lost this battle."

Wen Jian was about to step down, but Feng Zhuxin hurriedly called out.

"You... After the Qingyun meeting, would you like to visit Feng's family with me? Recite poems and discuss Taoism, and learn painting skills?"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Yuebai in the audience looked like "it really is so", pointed at Feng Zhuxin on the stage with wide eyes, and signaled Lu Nanzhi to take a quick look at this despicable stinky woman.

Lu Nanzhi laughed, and pressed down Jiang Yuebai's hand.

Wen Jian on the stage smiled generously, "Okay, I will visit Feng family as a disciple of Tianyan Sect."

Jiang Yuebai nodded hurriedly, that's it, she can't be poached away easily.

Feng Zhuxin, who was dressed in red, looked down from the stage, just in time to see Jiang Yuebai's wide-eyed eyes. She threw her long hair behind her, revealing her mature and beautiful face. She winked at Jiang Yuebai and smiled charmingly. Hengsheng, and then left with a pen behind his back.

Jiang Yuebai was immediately taken aback by that smile, what does it mean?

"Tsk~why is your face still red?" Lu Nanzhi leaned over and glanced at Jiang Yuebai's face, "You usually flirt with others with a poor mouth, you have no face and no skin, why do people smile at you now... Tsk~"

Jiang Yuebai hurriedly rubbed her face, "Nonsense! I'm hot, and I hate this... this...forget it!"

Jiang Yuebai wanted to say that she didn't like a woman like Lan Biqing who was too mature, too active, and exuded a sticky smell all over her body.

She thought that Feng Zhuxin would be more calm and cold, after all, she was quite domineering during the trial when the demons invaded.

It turns out... She is actually this kind of person! !
"Walk around, go and see other people."

Jiang Yuebai pulled Lu Nanzhi away and went to another arena, Gayou.

Not long after, the third round of the group arena was over, and the top [-] were successfully born.

Those on Jiang Yue's white list, except for Xing Tuozi, all advanced.

And Zhuo Qingfeng and Zhuge Ziying also successfully advanced to the top [-], while Tian Yanzong was left with her, Lu Nanzhi and Shen Huaixi.

Although Xie Jingshan has also advanced, but he is now representing the True Martial Immortal Sect.

As soon as the third round was over, Jiang Yuebai went to find Li Shenzhi and Tang Weimian, and learned that on Jin Danqi's side, only Yunshang, Kong Jingyan and He Wangchen advanced to the top [-], while Qi Yue and Jiang Ziying were unfortunately defeated.

The battles in the stage of transformation into gods were relatively slow, and the top ten duels took place one by one, and it was not yet the turn of Master Fuyi and Tianbao Zhenzun.

As for Shi Xiaowu, with his computing power, he still hasn't finished the calculation.

Tang Weimian told Jiang Yuebai that Shi Xiaowu suddenly discovered that he had been misled in the direction, and the calculation became more and more complicated. Now he has to change the direction and check the calculation again.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yuebai became more and more restless, and her right eyelid began to twitch again.

She suddenly thought of the strangeness of the three of Lu Ling and the others, plus the bad feeling given to her by the Demon Appreciation Formation, as well as Shen Huaixi's inferences and assumptions.

Just to be on the safe side, Jiang Yuebai asked Tang Weimian to tell his master to evacuate as soon as possible, at least, take Zhuge's family with him, find a reasonable excuse, and leave Qingyun Realm first, just in case.

Jiang Yuebai also asked Li Shenzhi and Mu Wushuang to go to the ring-shaped mountain range outside Qingyun Realm to find Lu Ling and the others, and see if they could find out what they were looking for.

She naturally hoped that nothing would happen, that there was no connection between these things, but Xie Jingshan had said that she was born unlucky, that she had a conflict with the secret realm, as long as she entered the secret realm, something would happen.

Qingyun Realm, let’s just say it’s a man-made secret realm!
The fourth round of lottery began soon, and Jiang Yuebai and the others still hadn't drawn a strong opponent.

After all the opponents were matched, everyone found that the only one worth seeing in the fourth round was Wuyue Xianzong Shi Yuming, who played against Wu Yang, the younger brother of the Wu family.

see you tomorrow~