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Chapter 28
"Enlightenment state... middle grade!"

Looking at the position where the little ball stayed, everyone's eyes were straightened. Even Wang Jingxing, who was very deep in the city, couldn't maintain his composure at this moment. The silver wine glass in his hand was instantly crushed into powder by him, and Zhang Wencheng on the side was even more frantic. !
"How is it possible!" Cao Ruohai's complexion turned pale, his eyes were about to burst, and his newly recovered spirit was smashed in an instant.

He had just vowed that only Ye Qiu had reached the middle-grade state of enlightenment in this year's candidates, and the rest of the art gallery did not dare to go on stage. As a result, Lin Tianyang jumped out and reached the middle-grade state of enlightenment in one fell swoop. It felt as if the little ball had hit his face, and it made his face burn with pain!

"Why...why did this trash suddenly become a middle-grade painter in the Enlightenment Realm? It's absolutely impossible!" Cao Ruohai was about to go crazy, remembering that he helped Wang Jingxing force Lin Tianyang to the test platform, and he was even more disgusted Like swallowing a fly alive.

"Enlightened middle grade...Tianyang has already awakened middle grade!" Lu Huanyu looked at Lin Tianyang with a calm face on the round platform. He knew Lin Tianyang's realm strength better than anyone else, and at this moment his mind was filled with shock. blank.

Lu Huanyu asked himself that his talent was extraordinary, but after he awakened and enlightened, it took him two months to condense his mind power, and another three months to comprehend the aura of heaven and earth, and to draw heavenly talismans with his thoughts. A long time ago, he had just been promoted to the Middle Grade of the Enlightenment Realm, and the progress of his cultivation had already shocked countless people in Mobei City, saying that he was a painter genius who came out every ten years.

Half a month ago, Lin Tianyang had just awakened and enlightened. In just fifteen days, he had already completed the two stages of condensing the power of thoughts and comprehending the aura of heaven and earth. Call it a miracle!
If he is a genius painter, then what is Lin Tianyang?
"Wizard, Tianyang is definitely a rare painter genius!"

Lu Huanyu couldn't help being excited at the thought of Lin Tianyang as his disciple, and the other students of Qingjiang Art Gallery were even more excited and cheered. Seeing Lin Tianyang's real state, they were also stunned, but soon After realizing it, the counterattack of Qingjiang Art Gallery has not stopped, and Lin Tianyang is about to enter the third assessment!
They celebrated wantonly, completely ignoring the embarrassment on the faces of other art galleries, how aggrieved they were just now, and how noisy they are now, the No.1 artist student in the history of Qingjiang Art Gallery, the first one to win two consecutive games at the Meiyuan Art Fair This is the most glorious moment in the history of the Qingjiang Art Museum for the top students in the assessment. Although they are not creators, they are witnessing a glorious history!

"As long as we are willing to fight, we will never lose!"

Everyone in the Qingjiang Art Gallery remembered Lin Tianyang's eloquent words before. For the first time, they felt sincere respect for Lin Tianyang, who was calm on the stage. All the honors of the Qingjiang Art Gallery today are all due to him!

"Father, mother, Tianyang is already a painter, have you seen it?"

Lin Tianwan, who was outside the main hall, had already burst into tears. All the hardships and grievances she had suffered in the past ten years seemed to fade away like a passing cloud, and she couldn't help crying: "Heaven has become a painter, and our Lin family will never suffer again!"

Above the main hall, Wang Ziyan's eyes were tightly locked on Lin Tianyang, the corners of her lips smiled, and her beautiful eyes bloomed: "He is really hiding something, he is really a mysterious man!"

"Father really has a discerning eye. No wonder you asked him to take the test on the stage earlier. It turns out that you have seen through his hidden strength." Wang Ziyan pretended to admire, and passed a step to her father's feet without any trace.

Although Lin Tianyang's strong performance made her very happy, it would inevitably bring shame to Wang Jingxing's face. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even if she was dissatisfied with her father, she still wanted to save his face, so she said this loudly. The purpose of the words is to save the father from the siege.

How could Wang Jingxing fail to understand the intentions of her words, he could even see the provocative meaning hidden in her eyes clearly, he was annoyed and not easy to break out, so he could only silently take a sip of the dull wine from the newly changed wine glass.

During the banquet, the other people slowly came to their senses, and sat back in their seats silently, with complicated emotions.

A waste from the worst art gallery in the entire Mobei City, shined brilliantly at the Meiyuan Art Fair, overwhelming all the heroes of the art gallery, and even broke through to the middle-grade state of enlightenment in one fell swoop, even Ye Qiu, the first painter in Mobei City, was also a genius. Can't hide his light.

Such a heaven-defying performance has broken everyone's cognition, even if this unacceptable reality is in front of them, no one is willing to believe it!

He has won the first prize in two assessments in a row, and now he is a middle-grade painter who has opened up his mind. I am afraid that Ye Qiu is his opponent in the painting competition and martial arts. Is he going to win the first prize in the three assessments of the Plum Garden Painting Association?

Many people faintly imagined the possible final outcome of the painting fair, and they were horrified: If Lin Tianyang can win the painting fair and perform martial arts, then he will be the grand slam leader of the Meiyuan Painting Society, No.1 in the past century!
After the test was over, Lin Tianyang bowed to the main hall and walked down the round platform slowly.

He walked all the way, looking around, the ancient well was calm on his face, no one dared to look at him where his eyes passed, Cao Ruohai even buried his head in his chest, wishing he could disappear on the spot.

Only Ye Qiu looked at each other calmly, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Interesting, you are indeed the first talented painter in Mobei City, but if you know that my strength is not only after enlightenment, would you dare to fight me again?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Lin Tianyang's eyes. In order to avoid being too shocking and arousing suspicion, he didn't fully show his strength, he just pushed the ball to the same position as Ye Qiu and stopped.

Although this performance has shocked everyone, he still thinks it is better to keep a low profile.

It's just that he didn't know that his little thoughts had already been seen through by the three elders of Meiyuan above the main hall.

"The location is exactly the same as Ye Qiu, it should be done on purpose." Mo Qingzhu's eyes were full of meaning.

Mo Qinghai continued: "However, the speed of pushing the ball is far better than that of Ye Qiu, and there is plenty of energy left."

Mo Qingmei concluded: "He deliberately concealed it, so he must have some scruples. I don't need to talk too much."

Seeing through but not saying that breaking the formula was done by a wise man, the silence during the meeting remained, Mo Qingmei coughed lightly, and said: "Lin Tianyang, you are the first in this test, and you will start the martial arts draw later, followed by Ye Qiu. "

Lin Tianyang, who returned to the seats of the Qingjiang Art Gallery, was struggling to deal with the overexcited students, and jumped out when he heard this: "Yes, senior."

Everyone in other art galleries was shocked when they heard what Mo Qingmei said, and looked at Ye Qiu worriedly: Could it be that in the eyes of this senior, even Ye Qiu can't match Lin Tianyang?
"Is there anyone else taking the test?" Mo Qingmei asked loudly, ignoring everyone's reactions.

The strength of Lin Tianyang and Ye Qiu put pressure on the remaining painters and students in the field, but no one was willing to give up the opportunity. After a while, six or seven people took the test on stage, and their abilities were all below the middle grade of enlightenment .

"The martial arts test is over. A total of 27 painter candidates have been selected for this year's martial arts competition. Don't lose heart, you need to practice hard and take the test again in the next year. Next, the martial arts competition will start to draw lots. Lin Tianyang, you come first. "Mo Qingmei said loudly.

Lin Tianyang met everyone's complicated gazes, got up and walked to the main hall.

A mahogany tray has been placed on the main hall, on which there are 27 bamboo plaques, with the back facing up and blank.

These are the identity badges of the 27 selected candidates, with names written on the downward side. Whoever gets the name drawn by the lottery will compete in a group with that.

Everyone waited with bated breath, watching Lin Tianyang's movements nervously.

Without hesitation, Lin Tianyang opened a bamboo sign at random, and saw that it read: Mo Song Art Gallery, Sun Haozhi.

"Lin Tianyang from Qingjiang Art Gallery, the first match against Sun Haozhi from Mo Song Art Gallery!"

A servant next to him took the bamboo card from Lin Tianyang's hand, announced the result of the lottery loudly, and at the same time found out Lin Tianyang's identity card, and hung it on the left wall of the main hall.

A young man in white clothes stood up from the seats in the Mo Song Art Gallery. His face was mature. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He responded nervously, "I ask Tianyang to give me some advice."

His tone was sincere, and there was actually a kind of respect for the inferior to challenge the superior.

Lin Tianyang was slightly taken aback, nodded his head to show his friendliness, and quickly walked out of the main hall to make way for the next drawer, Ye Qiu.

Seeing that he didn't draw him, the other painter candidates breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how much they looked down on Lin Tianyang before, after he showed his strength, no one dared to underestimate him, and even hoped that he would not be in the martial arts arena meet him.

In the past, no one would have believed that Lin Tianyang from the Qingjiang Art Gallery could make all the heroes of the Beicheng Art Gallery in Momo look like a tiger!
Ye Qiu got up from the banquet, and walked opposite Lin Tianyang who came down from the main hall.

The eyes of the two met, and there was no one else in them, and they approached slowly without looking sideways.

"At that time, you said that I was insulting you by competing with you for the head of the painting association. What about now?"

When rubbing shoulders, Lin Tianyang stopped and said something softly.

Ye Qiu also stopped in his tracks, and turned to face him squarely: "I admit that you have the strength to compete with me for the top spot. I made a mistake in my words before, and I apologize to you, but I will never give up the top spot!"

The eyes of the two collided fiercely, as if there was an electric arc flashing. Between the words, they did not pay attention to other painters and students, but no one thought it was wrong.

"I accept your apology, but I won't give it up either. See you in the ring!" Lin Tianyang smiled and walked away gracefully.

Zhang Wencheng's face on the main hall was as cold as ice, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "This damned trash is actually a mid-grade painter in the Enlightenment Realm, what did Wang Ziyan feed him, and turned a trash into what he is today, it's simply abominable! "

He glanced at the radiant Wang Ziyan with hatred, and he was even more unwilling: "No matter what method I use, I must prevent Lin Tian from becoming one of the ten heroes of Meiyuan, and he will lose completely in the first match." !"

(End of this chapter)