Against the sky starts from copying

Chapter 30 Lost in the first battle?

Sun Haozhi yelled loudly, and a long sword celestial talisman immediately floated up from the drawing paper, humming sword sounds in mid-air, and gathered the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth towards his five warriors.

The long sword celestial talisman enveloped the sky, and a golden light shone on the bodies of the five warriors. It was fleeting, and a sharp aura burst out from the five of them.

The ninth-grade Tianfu Vajra Sword can increase the target's strength, and it is a very powerful Tianfu.

The role of the Vajra Sword quickly flashed through Lin Tianyang's mind, and he smiled slightly. Sun Haozhi's choice was the same as his, he wanted to increase the attack power of the five innate warriors.

After the momentum of the five fighters on the opposite side skyrocketed, they had already launched an attack quickly. Lin Tianyang was not in a hurry, because his talisman had also been completed!

"Ninth grade celestial talisman, meteorites are made naturally!"

When the pen fell into the talisman, a strange boulder engraved with complicated talismans rose into the sky, hovered for a moment, gathered the aura of heaven and earth, turned into five yellow lights, and fell into the bodies of five innate warriors like a meteor, and there was another wave in the field. Indestructible majestic momentum.

"fighting!"

Lin Tianyang let out a loud shout, feeling very excited in his heart. This was the first time he used the celestial talisman drawn by himself to fight. Although it was a bit ugly, it still made his blood boil!

The ten innate warriors blessed with celestial talismans were imposing and fought together with the momentum of running thunder. Because it was a martial arts competition, the ten innate warriors did not use weapons and fought with bare hands, but the vigor of the fists and the roaring raging The air wave still made the people in the audience feel the thrill of punching to the flesh, cheering and applauding excitedly.

"Hmph, what those people said is true. Lin Tianyang is just an empty realm. Look at the talisman he drew, it's a complete mess!" In the viewing area, Cao Ruohai thought of the evaluation of Lin Tianyang by other art galleries this morning. , very gratified and said to Ye Qiu: "With this level of strength, you think too much of him."

Ye Qiu remained silent, he was very confused, Lin Tianyang was already enlightened to a middle-grade state, and he even became a master in the first assessment, his painting skills and state are extraordinary, but why is the level of drawing talismans so low? so bad?
After seeing the Tianfu drawn by Lin Tianyang, everyone in other art galleries was even more complacent.

"Look, I'll just say he's an embroidered pillow, a straw bag!"

"Yesterday we were all deceived by his realm. His level of drawing celestial talismans is so bad. How powerful can this kind of celestial talisman be?"

They talked loudly, sneered and ridiculed endlessly, Lu Huanyu looked at Lin Tianyang, and gradually frowned.

"It seems that it is still too reluctant. Tianyang's time to practice the talisman is still too short. He can't perfectly copy the celestial talisman, and can't exert the true power of the celestial talisman. His five warriors have already shown their defeat." Lu Huanyu watched the battle on the field, worried.

Lin Tianyang also felt the subtle changes on the battlefield, and frowned.

Although the celestial talismans he drew by himself are not good in quality, his mind power is far superior to that of Sun Haozhi, and he has a three-point bonus of a god-given painting skill. Above the Vajra Sword, but in the battlefield at this time, his five warriors were gradually falling below, as if they were exhausted.

"No, the effect of Meteorite Tiancheng has not dissipated, they shouldn't have exhausted their true energy so quickly, what happened?"

Lin Tianyang felt the changes in the aura of heaven and earth in the field, and he was sure that his talisman was still working, but why was the situation so unfavorable?

After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't think of the reason, so he simply abandoned his distracting thoughts, took out a piece of drawing paper, and prepared to draw a celestial talisman again to change the situation.

"Lin Tianyang, don't waste your energy, you've already lost!" Sun Haozhi, who was on the opposite side, laughed loudly when he saw his movements: "You've stopped here, look at my eighth-rank scroll talisman, it's a forest of flames! "

Sun Haozhi took out a golden painting scroll sealed with a fire seal from his arms. The scroll was plain but contained a powerful aura.

"Eight-Rank Scroll Talisman!" Lin Tianyang's eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat.

The scroll talisman is a celestial talisman that has been drawn, and it only needs to be attracted by the power of thought to activate the celestial talisman on the scroll, achieving the effect of instantly activating the celestial talisman.

The biggest weakness of the painter is that the speed of drawing the talisman is too slow. The birth of the scroll talisman is to improve the artist's ability to save life in critical moments, but making the celestial talisman consumes a lot of thought power, and the artist who is not in the spirit-gathering realm cannot draw it. Spiritual painters can only draw scroll talismans below the eighth-rank celestial talisman, so the scroll talisman is extremely precious, just like the eighth-rank scroll talisman in Sun Haozhi's hand, its price is definitely more than 3 taels of silver.

In the Martial Arts Competition, it is forbidden to borrow any power other than one's own strength, but the scroll talisman cannot be used at will, only the artist's mental power can be used to the extent that the scroll talisman can be activated, so it is also regarded as a manifestation of one's own strength by default. Therefore, Sun Haozhi's use of the eighth-rank scroll talisman is not considered a violation, and no one will step forward to stop it.

"In order to defeat me, Mo Song Art Gallery is actually willing to use the eighth-rank scroll talisman?" Lin Tianyang's face became serious.

Sun Haozhi didn't give him time to react, he tore off the fire mark on the scroll talisman, his thoughts surged out, and a phantom of monstrous flames burst out from the scroll immediately, enveloping the audience with majestic momentum.

Although there were protective shields around the arena, the people in the audience still felt a wave of fiery air blowing towards their faces, and they all stepped back a few steps, exclaiming incessantly.

"Lin Tianyang, you lost!" Sun Haozhi let out a grin, and threw out the scroll with his hands.

The painting scroll stayed in the air, and infinite flames roared out, covering the entire arena. Under the control of Sun Haozhi's thoughts, it turned into a thick pillar of fire and penetrated into the ground of the arena.

"not good!"

Lin Tianyang's face changed drastically, and there was a palpitating surge of spiritual energy from under the ring, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

Almost instantly, the arena shook, and five pillars of fire suddenly shot up from the ground, rushing all five of Lin Tianyang's warriors into the air. The warriors who were as powerful as innate warriors still had no resistance in front of the eighth-rank talisman. There was a pungent burnt smell.

The power of the eighth-rank celestial talisman was powerful, and the pillar of fire shot up into the sky, but in the blink of an eye, it rushed the five warriors into the sky that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

After a long time, the figures of the five warriors descended from the sky and fell heavily to the ground. Thick smoke rose from all over their bodies, and the smell of burning was smoky.

Sun Haozhi consumed a lot of mental power, sweating profusely, but laughed wildly on his face: "Haha, Lin Tianyang, you didn't expect to lose so quickly!"

Lin Tianyang really never thought that he would use the scroll talisman, let alone that his five warriors were so vulnerable.

The eighth-rank talisman is indeed powerful, but the innate warrior is by no means a soft persimmon at the mercy of others. His physical strength is strong enough to resist the eighth-rank talisman, not to mention that Sun Haozhi lacks the power to fully trigger the power of the eighth-rank talisman. This forest of raging fire was divided into five parts, and the power of a pillar of fire could not reach the standard of the eighth-rank celestial talisman. Why did he beat his warriors so embarrassingly?
Lin Tianyang was puzzled, and looked at the five warriors who fell to the ground and screamed very seriously. Suddenly, he saw one of them peeking at the hall.

He followed this person's gaze, and saw Zhang Wencheng on the seat in front of the hall, unconsciously nodding at this person in response, his eyes full of joy.

Such a strange scene made Lin Tianyang stunned for a moment, and an idea immediately popped up in his mind: "Could it be...he is from Zhang Wencheng?"

Lin Tianyang's thoughts were flying, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. The gambling house in Zhang Wencheng's family had participated in the Meiyuan Painting Association for many years, so how could he not have the ability to control the results of the assessment? With the 4 taels of silver that he and Wang Ziyan bet on his handicap, combined with the weird performance of the five innate warriors in front of him, Lin Tianyang can already be sure that these five people must have been controlled by Zhang Wencheng!
The eighth-rank scroll talisman that suddenly appeared in Sun Haozhi's hand was probably also Zhang Wencheng's masterpiece!
"Okay, it's really a good strategy! No wonder Sun Haozhi is suddenly full of confidence. It turns out that you are behind the trick!" Lin Tianyang stared coldly at Zhang Wencheng in front of the hall: "You think you can do it like this?" Made me lose?"

"Okay! Haozhi, well done!" Guanshi Liu from the Mosong Art Gallery exclaimed excitedly. Although it was strange for Sun Haozhi to suddenly have an eighth-rank scroll talisman in his hand, he couldn't care less about it at this time. As long as he could defeat Lin Tianyang, don't worry about other things!

Lu Huanyu and the people in the Qingjiang Art Gallery were ashamed. The fact that Lin Tianyang suddenly became an enlightened middle-grade painter made them very excited. They thought that they could create another glory for the Qingjiang Art Gallery in the martial arts competition, but they did not expect that it was only the first time. In one match, he had already lost the battle. Although the opponent used the eighth-grade scroll talisman, he still lost in the end.

The three of Lin Tianwan stood in the banquet, looking at the silent Lin Tianyang on the ring, they felt even more distressed.

"Haha, Lin Tianyang, you can only show off your enlightened middle-grade realm!" Cao Ruohai laughed wantonly, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and shouted: "What if you win the first place in two consecutive assessments?" , as soon as you get to the ring, your useless nature will be exposed, what are you still doing in a daze, quickly admit defeat and step down!"

Cao Ruohai's voice was so loud that the rest of the art gallery could hear it clearly, and they also burst into laughter, all kinds of cynicism resounded in the audience instantly.

Many of the [-] people were also driven by them, and they laughed at Lin Tianyang repeatedly, just to join in the fun.

Ye Qiu sighed silently. He originally thought that the martial arts competition would be a battle between him and Lin Tianyang in the end, but unexpectedly, Lin Tianyang couldn't even win the first competition.

"Tianyang, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, don't pay too much attention to it, admit defeat now, and don't delay the competition of other candidates."

Zhang Wencheng in the main hall got up and spoke, pretending to be sorry and persuading, but his heart was already full of joy.

He tried his best last night, and finally got the list of warriors who will be assigned to Lin Tianyang today. He risked the serious consequences of being questioned by the three elders of Meiyuan, and bribed them with a lot of money overnight, only to let them deliberately lose in the ring, so as to stop Lin Tianyang. Lin Tianyang advanced.

As long as Lin Tianyang is defeated, he will not be selected as one of the top ten heroes of Meiyuan, and the Zhang family will not have to pay a huge amount of silver of 120 million taels.

In order to be more sure, he also reluctantly gave Sun Haozhi an eighth-rank scroll talisman, using two prongs, and vowed not to give up until Lin Tianyang was eliminated from the competition!

"Even if you are a good-for-nothing who becomes a mid-quality painter in the Enlightenment Realm, you will still be manipulated by me in the end, and your sister will definitely be in my pocket!" Zhang Wencheng was so proud that he wanted to laugh wildly .

"In the first competition, Sun Haozhi from Mo Song Art Museum won!" Mo Qingmei announced the result in a loud voice, feeling very regretful.

Lin Tianyang's previous strong performance made the three of them shine, and they had great expectations for him, but they didn't expect his level of drawing Tianfu to be so unsightly, and this defeat really disappointed them.

"What a genius, this is simply a waste!"

"Bastard! How much money have you caused me to lose!"

"Get off!"

The people in the audience booed for a while. Many people came from afar because they heard that there might be the first grand slam leader in history. Now seeing that he lost the first game, he was so angry that he immediately cursed.

"Senior, I have something to say." Lin Tianyang said with a slight bow.

Cao Ruohai sneered and said, "If you lose, you lose. What else do you have to say? Could it be that the people of Qingjiang Art Gallery can't afford to lose like that?"

Lin Tianyang ignored him, pointed at the five fallen fighters, and looked directly at Mo Qingmei seriously: "Senior, I think these five people were bribed to make me lose this competition on purpose. Compete again!"

Mo Qingmei was taken aback when she heard the words, and looked at the five warriors who fell to the ground.

"Tianyang, stop messing around! I know you are unwilling, but you must not wrong the people in the plum garden, come down quickly!" Zhang Wencheng pretended to be angry and accused, even if Lin Tianyang sensed something was wrong, he couldn't prove it at all .

Martial artists are different from painters. Martial arts cultivation emphasizes forming a world within one's own body without letting out the qi. Even those who are strong in the Void Realm can only roughly sense the real state of the martial artist, but they cannot feel how their inner world is.

As long as these five fighters firmly insist that they did not deliberately lose the battle, then the three elders of Meiyuan will have no way to prove that they are lying!
"I don't have any skills, and I have to blame others if I lose. The people in Qingjiang Art Museum are really thick-skinned!" Cao Ruohai sneered wantonly without missing a chance.

"If you lose, come down, dare to ask for another match, do you think you opened the plum garden?"

"With this kind of virtue, you can be promoted to the Middle Grade of Enlightenment, God is really unfair!"

The rest of the people in the art gallery also started to make trouble, criticizing Lin Tianyang one after another, as if they wanted to get back the face they lost yesterday.

"Lin Tianyang, we fought desperately for you, but you still want to accuse and slander you when you lose! My brother and I have worked for Meiyuan for many years. How have we ever been bribed by someone?" A warrior stood up on the ground with a full face Grief and indignation, as if he had been greatly wronged: "You are talking nonsense today, you are slandering the personality of our brothers!"

The other warriors also stood up and protested angrily.

The people in the audience also boiled up, accusing Lin Tianyang of not being able to afford to lose, and shifting the responsibility to others after losing.

Mo Qingmei's expression was serious, as if she was in a dilemma.

"If this case happens, I'm afraid that the innocence of the Meiyuan painting will be hard to protect." Mo Qingzhu quietly transmitted the sound, and no fourth person knew about it.

Mo Qinghai seconded: "Even if something is really wrong, it should be resolved after the meeting."

When the two said this, Mo Qingmei made a decisive decision and said in a deep voice: "The winner of the first match is Sun Haozhi from Mo Song Art Gallery!"

"it is good!"

There was a burst of applause immediately in the venue, Cao Ruohai, the rest of the art gallery and many common people clapped their hands and applauded with great joy.

Lin Tianwan, Wang Ziyan and others were all silent, looking at Lin Tianyang who lowered his head on the stage, not knowing what expression he was in, his eyes couldn't help showing worry.

Mo Qingmei once again emphasized the outcome of the competition, and Lin Tianyang's heart gradually sank to the bottom, and a strong sense of unwillingness began to spread.

Even if he saw the martial artist flirting with Zhang Wencheng, what could he prove?
Now he is a loser, who would believe his words to doubt the son of the richest man in Mobei City?

Losers never have a say!
The faces of Zhang Wencheng, Cao Ruohai, and the rest of the art gallery flashed before his eyes. The wanton laughing expressions and gloating eyes all made him gradually clenched his teeth, almost gnawing his teeth into pieces. up!
"Okay! Since you all want to see me lose, I want to show you the win!"

"I want everyone who looks down on me to see clearly who is the trash!"

"Zhang Wencheng, if you let your treachery succeed today, I, Lin Tian, ​​will swear not to be a human being!"

Filled with unwillingness brewing in his heart, it turned into a few traces of hostility. Lin Tianyang raised his head and looked at Mo Qingmei with icy eyes: "Senior, I haven't lost yet!"

Sun Haozhi was going around the field to celebrate the victory, when he heard his ice-like voice, he sneered and said, "Your fighters have no power to fight anymore, so you are still considered lost?"

Mo Qingmei remained silent. Seeing Lin Tianyang's appearance, he began to regret whether his previous actions were too hasty.

All the people who cared about him became nervous, thinking that he was overly sad and unwilling to say this.

"Lin Tianyang, don't be so stubborn, your warriors are already injured like this, do you still plan to deal with Sun Haozhi's five innate warriors by yourself?" Cao Ruohai looked disdainful, and his eyes were full of disgust.

"Yes, I haven't fallen yet, so I haven't lost yet!" Lin Tianyang turned around slowly, looked at Sun Haozhi and the others: "I'm alone, and I'll single-handedly challenge all of you!"

"Crazy... Lin Tianyang is absolutely crazy!"

The audience was horrified!
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