Jiang Xiaobai was a little confused when he heard Ju Lian's explanation.
At this time, Ju Lian raised his hand, and a writing brush appeared in his hand.
This brush has strange lines on it and an unknown gemstone at the end. It looks very delicate.
"Use a pen to draw the body, and use the power of blood to draw spiritual power!" Julian explained in detail.
Jiang Xiaobai suddenly looked amazed when he heard this. It is amazing to have such power of blood.
At that moment, I couldn't help but said: "So, your painting skills are very strong, right?"
"nonsense!"
Ju Wei heard this and said: "Our young master has never been to this place, otherwise eight people from Zhenguan could give in to this painting!"
"Juwei!"
Ju Lian frowned.
"That's what it is!"
Ju Wei snorted coldly, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said: "So if you give in to eight poems, it means nothing!"
When Ju Wei finished speaking, Ju Lian looked surprised, and even the masked woman glanced at Jiang Xiaobai in surprise.
One poem and eight concessions?
This situation has never occurred before.
At this time, the two of them raised their heads in unison and looked at the light curtain representing the poetry building.
At this moment a poem is still hanging on it.
When the two of them saw the poem, their expressions changed at the same time.
Naturally, they understood the meaning.
Eight sentences, eight elegances.
Absolutely awesome.
The fact that Jiang Xiaobai was able to write this poem shows how profound his skills are.
"Haha, what's the point of drawing?!"
At this moment, the nine-tailed cat said disdainfully: "Xiaobaizi wrote poems because they save time, otherwise he would have carried all the eighth floor!"
"Really, you have the ability to compare paintings with our young master beforehand!"
Ju Wei glanced at the nine-tailed cat.
Just as the nine-tailed cat was about to speak, Jiang Xiaobai knocked him on the head.
At this time, Julian looked at Jiang Xiaobai with interest and said, "Jiang Shao really knows how to paint?"
"Um!"
Jiang Xiaobai hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.
At this time, Ju Lian raised his head and glanced at Jiang Xiaobai's poem again and said: "I can't compare with you in poetry, but I really want to compare with Mr. Jiang on this painting. I wonder if Mr. Jiang can agree?"
Ju Lian said with burning eyes.
Jiang Xiaobai's poetry is good, and his painting skills should be good.
So his hands are itchy!
Jiang Xiaobai was about to refuse after hearing this, but then he thought of something and said: "Okay then!"
Following Jiang Xiaobai's agreement, the masked woman called a service staff next to her and gave her instructions in a low voice.
After hearing this, the service staff nodded respectfully: "It's the boss!"
These three simple words made Jiang Xiaobai look at the woman in surprise again.
Just as he thought.
This woman is really the boss here.
While he was thinking, several service staff came up and two tables were placed on the table in the center.
Pens, inks, paper and inkstones are all ready.
"please!"
Julian's voice sounded, inviting Jiang Xiaobai to come on stage.
"please!"
Jiang Xiaobai responded, and the two of them walked up at the same time.
When the two came to the backstage, Ju Lian said: "Painting depends on your mood, but if we are competing, there is still a better theme between us. What do you think, Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Xiaobai nodded lightly.
"If you two don't mind, I can help you with a question!"
At this time, the masked woman spoke.
"Can!"
Julian and Jiang Xiaobai said in unison.
"Then let's take the flowers from Baya!"
The masked woman said directly.
After the words fell, Ju Lian was startled for a moment, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Ju Wei's face.
What Jujia is best at is the plant system.
For the Ju family, flowers and plants are at their fingertips.
"Miss Xiang'er, will this..."
Julian's voice sounded.
"I think it's pretty good!"
Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded, with a smile on his face.
"Okay, then I won't be humble!"
Seeing Jiang Xiaobai like this, Julian finally nodded without sitting down. He stood there, picked up his pen, dipped ink in it, and started drawing on the paper.
In an instant, his temperament changed. There was a natural aura and spiritual power enveloped him.
The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, like clouds and flowing water.
Jiang Xiaobai stood there with a smile on his face, picked up the brush next to him and started painting as well.
This was the time when the entire Yating Pavilion focused its attention on the two of them.
Obviously everyone is curious about what kind of work the two of them will come up with.
Ju Wei sneered.
He knew that the moment this theme came up, his young master had already won.
As time passes.
After more than an hour, Julian put down his pen and said, "I've finished the painting!"
"I'm fine too!"
Jiang Xiaobai happened to put down his pen at this time.
"Then please show me your work!"
The masked woman's voice sounded.
After hearing this, Ju Lian glanced at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Young Master Jiang, then I'm showing my shame!"
After the words fell, Ju Lian raised his hands at this moment. Pulled by the power of blood, the spiritual power covered the entire area, and the interweaving of these spiritual powers actually formed a beautiful picture.
Delicate flowers blossomed throughout the hall.
Especially the most outstanding one is a flower tree.
The moment it grows, it reaches eight stories high, branches and leaves are spreading, flowers are blooming all over the tree, and the scenery is so beautiful.
Be there, be immersed in it.
Everyone present was shocked.
Some people even had goosebumps.
How can this painting and this flower be played like this?
After the picture lasted for more than ten seconds, it began to retreat. Finally, Ju Lian raised his hand and displayed his picture scroll, which was exactly the same as the scene that had just appeared.
So beautiful!
The masked woman's eyes looked strange.
Huang Lingyue was also a little surprised.
After a while, the masked woman came back to her senses and raised her head to look at the painting building she represented.
"Dang Yi!"
"Dang Yi!"
"Dang Yi!"
…
Eight sounds rang out in succession, and the eight people representing the painting building opened their mouths one after another.
Ju Wei's face was full of pride, this was his young master.
This painting, just as he imagined, achieved eight concessions.
The people around him were also amazed, and after being amazed, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Xiaobai at the same time.
Jiang Xiaobai raised his hand and showed his picture scroll.
The moment it appeared, everyone present was stunned for a moment.
When she came back to her senses, her expressions were all different. Only Huang Lingyue's face was red with embarrassment, but there was joy in her eyes.
Jiang Xiaobai's scroll is very simple, it depicts a person.
This person is her, with the same blushing cheeks, standing on the green grass, looking like a real person, lifelike and lifelike.
If it is related to flowers, it is a flower she is holding in both hands.
But this is far different from Julian's.
Ju Lian was also startled and wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak.
The masked woman glanced at Jiang Xiaobai indifferently. Are you still trying to pick up girls at this time?
Disrespect the game.
But she still looked towards the eighth floor.
"If it's a portrait, I can give it, but...sorry, I can't pass the first level!"
The old man in charge of the first floor shook his head.
The impact brought by Julian was too great.
Jiang Xiaobai's appearance is very beautiful, but his beauty pales in comparison to the painting of the chrysanthemum couplet.
Obviously he went there to please Huang Lingyue.
This is a failure!
The people on the first floor shook their heads, and the people on the seventh floor behind shook their heads too.
Just when the masked woman was about to announce Julian's victory, Jiang Xiaobai's voice rang out: "Wait a minute!"
The moment Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, everyone's eyes focused on Jiang Xiaobai again.
But Jiang Xiaobai did it very simply.
The moment he lifted his foot and stepped on it, his spiritual power also rolled, and at the same time, a shocking scene appeared.
Gloomy green grass grew on the ground at this moment.
At the moment when the ground was everywhere, in front of Huang Lingyue, a plant grew up, and flowers gradually appeared. When the flowers bloomed, the rich floral fragrance filled the entire Yaxiang Pavilion...
"Every grass is a lining, and the red rose is its own king!"
Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded, he looked at Julian and said with a smile: "I wonder if this one of mine can win more than ten thousand of yours?"