The young soldier of the gods: the patron saint of Beiming

Jiang Chen held the brush and began to write on the paper.

Between the brush and ink, a line of words fell.

Flowing clouds and water, in one go!

Dongfang Xiong stared blankly at this scene, showing surprise.

Such beauty, such smooth writing!

This kid Jiang Chen... is not simple!

After a few seconds.

"I've finished writing." Jiang Chen heaved a sigh of relief, put the brush on the table, and smiled at everyone.

"It's been a long time since I wrote, and I'm a little rusty."

"Everyone will see, if there are any deficiencies, feel free to point them out."

Dongfang Xiong and others immediately surrounded him.

All eyes fell on the table.

"This is......!"

Dongfang Xiong glanced at it, and then showed a look of shock.

On the white paper, there was a line of words written impressively.

Baojianfeng comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.

Dongfang Xiong's eyes flickered, and he murmured: "This word is strong and powerful, and it's astonishing. Whether it's structure or artistic conception, there's absolutely nothing wrong with it!"

Nangong Wenya said in a low voice: "I feel that these words are so vivid, as if they have come to life."

"The shape, spirit and meaning of this word have reached the extreme, so it has a great visual impact on people."

"One word, absolutely!"

Dongfang Xiong was in a complicated mood, full of emotions.

Bei Mingxue gently picked up the white paper, "Look."

Yu Linglong exclaimed, "The wooden table is soaked in ink!"

Nangong Wentian opened his eyes wide, "Could it be that this is the legendary..."

"penetrating!"

Dongfang Xiong's eyes flickered, and he spoke.

"Jiang Chen's calligraphy is so high that it's more than enough to be my teacher."

"There's really no need to practice the basics anymore."

"Aunt Dongfang, thank you." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"As I said earlier, my handwriting is not bad."

When Dongfang Xiong and the others heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched violently.

good? !

Do you care about calligraphy at the level of masters, is it okay?

It's too low-key! !

I suspect you're intentionally Versailles, but have no proof...

"If there's nothing else, I'll go to rest first." Jiang Chen continued.

Dongfang Xiong nodded, "Go ahead and rest for as long as you like."

"Let's break up too." Nangong Wentian said to everyone.

"Wait!" Dongfang Xiong suddenly called to stop them, "Wentian, your level is far from Jiang Chen, you should continue to come back and study."

Hearing this, the expressions of Nangong Wentian and the others froze instantly.

Isn't it...

Aunt Dongfang, you can't make us compare with Jiang Chen!

Jiang Chen stood aside, watching Wentian and the others study.

I am very happy.

Hahaha, you guys have to work hard.

At this moment, Ximen Xiao decided to work hard.

I don't hear anything outside the window, and I just want to write well.

For the next few days, nothing happened.

Apart from eating and sleeping, Ximen Xiao has been practicing calligraphy all the time, working so hard.

Little Taixu wanted to play with him, but was rejected.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen sighed in his heart.

Ah Xiao is too introverted!

You are the king of the first volume of the magic soldier world!

Another half day passed.

The "Orient" approached the shore.

Everyone got off the boat and walked forward.

After staying at sea for so long, it's time to go to the ground to have a look.

After walking for a while, we saw a village.

On the sign at the door, there are three big characters, "Qingjing Village"

"Qingjing Village..." Nangong Wentian read out the name and said, "This village looks good, let's go in and prepare some supplies."

Dongfang Xiong nodded, "Alright, the food on the boat is almost finished."

In Qingjing Village, Jiang Chen seemed to recall something.

I remember that this place seems to have the subordinates of the leader of heaven and earth.

It seems to be called... General Graffiti.

I don't have a deep impression, it is probably a small role.

"Look, that scarecrow."

The Sky Crystal Beast spoke suddenly.

Everyone looked over and saw that the scarecrow was dark.

Evidently scribbled with ink.

A puppy ran over, with a little turtle painted on its face.

Little Taixu showed surprise, "Could it be that this puppy is my fan, otherwise why would he paint my image on his face."

When everyone heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched.

"Little Taixu, you think too much."

Everyone walked into the village and found that there were traces of graffiti on the ground, on the walls, and even on the faces of the villagers.

"Damn it." The Ice Dragon King said, "The people in this village are still painting their faces. What kind of taste?"

"Their expressions are helpless, it seems that they didn't do it voluntarily."

Bei Mingxue discovered the details and said.

"It's not voluntary, it must be forced!".

The ice dragon king's tone was low, and his eyes turned cold all of a sudden.

"I'm afraid it's the servant of the lord of heaven and earth again, let's see how I teach them!"

Everyone continued to move forward and walked towards the village.

Along the way, Ximen Xiao raised the water cannon and fired water jets at the graffiti-painted walls to disperse the ink.

"Stop, what are you doing?!"

An exasperated voice came.

General Doodle quickly ran over.

He is very frustrated and his face looks very long.

Both hair and beard are gray and curled up separately.

At first glance, the head looks like a brush head.

Jiang Chen rubbed his chin, the general under the leader of Heaven and Earth.

They all look quite individual.

"Your behavior has seriously disrupted the life of the villagers, we want to stop you!"

Nangong Wentian said righteously.

"Oh? So, you are going to compete with me?" General Doodle asked back.

"Competition is exactly what I want!" Nangong Wentian clenched his fists.

"A fight? I like it!" The Ice Dragon King stepped forward.

Cracks appeared on the ground immediately.

Seeing this, General Tuya's eyelids twitched, and he quickly said: "No, no, I'm a scholar, and I never like to fight and kill.

The contest I said refers to the calligraphy contest! "

Hearing this, everyone looked a little weird.

Competing in calligraphy... We have Jiang Chen as a great god here.

Aren't you playing tricks?

General Doodle raised his head, "Why, don't you dare?"

"If you want to compare, then do it." Dongfang Xiong said, turned around and patted Ximen Xiao on the back.

"A Xiao, go and compare with him."

"Also, Jiang Chen, just to be on the safe side, you should go too."

Ximen Xiao hesitated for a while, and agreed to the competition.

As for Jiang Chen's appearance, it was completely a dimensionality reduction blow.

The test will start soon.

After a few minutes.

All three of them finished writing.

First of all, it was written by General Doodle, which was written very neatly, like typography.

Everyone was very shocked. They didn't expect that the graffiti general really had a few brushes when he became serious.

It seems that we underestimated him!

The next one belongs to Ximen Xiao, and this one is even more exaggerated.

Wrote a neat and correct script.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen's eyes flickered slightly.

It is unreasonable for Ximen Xiao's calligraphy to have such a breakthrough in a few days.

But after thinking about it, this is the world of young generals.

There is nothing unreasonable.

To exist is to be reasonable.