Sound is like a wave, and often after the first wave of sound in the front is sounded, it will soon be passed back one after another by the people behind. This causes the first sound to sound like an echo, constantly ringing in the field.
"What the old man from the Great Zhan Kingdom painted was actually the Xijin Tower, a student from the liberal arts college!"
"The other party's painting has been placed on the Haotian Cauldron, and the appraisal has begun. Everyone is waiting to see how this guy's painting is, how many mountains and rivers it can light up, whether it is a masterpiece or a rough production...
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With the "live broadcast of human voice", the words spoken by the person in front are becoming more and more like a "host", and it actually leaves people with a bit of suspense.
Among the crowd at the back, Su Ping'an was fine, but Long Xuan and Bai Hao also became nervous after listening to the news that kept coming.
"Oh, the painting appraisal has already begun, but we can't see the painting appraisal scene. I'm so angry!"
"Damn it, why haven't the results come out yet? How about the results of the old man from Da Zhan?"
"Look, there is movement in the Haotian Cauldron!"
Just when Long Xuan and the others were walking back and forth outside, their feet almost getting blistered, a strong wave of literary energy suddenly surged out of the square of the Chinese Academy of Literature.
Buzz…
The void shook slightly, and a ray of light rose into the sky, causing the sky to be filled with light like morning glow, brilliant as brocade, and continuous as waves, which was beautiful in an instant.
Everyone looked up and could see the painting appraisal scene in the center of the Confucian and Saint Statue Square through the crowd.
I saw the mountains and rivers inscriptions around Haotian Cauldron appearing in the void. Most of those mountains and rivers were famous mountains and rivers in Daxuan Kingdom. Many of them were majestic and precipitous peaks, with wonderful and magnificent scenery; the rivers were surging and majestic, making everyone look at them.
Feeling relaxed and happy.
Afterwards, the radiance in the void began to change, some light gradually dimmed, and some green light rose up.
This is when the great Confucian sages of King Wen and Wen Zong in the Haotian Cauldron began to make judgments on the paintings of the Great Zhan Kingdom.
The eighteen mountains and rivers represent the consciousness of the eighteen sages.
The achievements of the Great Zhan Kingdom and the victory or defeat of the Great Xuan Kingdom are almost all between the light and darkness of these eighteen mountains and rivers.
For this reason, many literary cultivators at the scene began to murmur worriedly.
"You must not light it up, you must not light it up..."
"I don't think it's possible without anyone recognizing it. After all, it's impossible for Da Zhanguo to be a fool and send a painter who knows nothing to challenge him. I just hope it doesn't shine too much!"
"Don't worry, it's impossible for the Liberal Arts Academy to lose..."
Even though he said this, the onlookers all clenched their fists and were still extremely nervous.
Long Xuan jumped behind, "Oh no, why can't you squeeze in? Just looking at the painting appraisal scene is useless. If you can't see the quick painting of Da Zhan Guo, how do we know whether the Haotian Cauldron's judgment is fair?"
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After hearing what Su Ping'an said before, Long Xuan was unwilling to admit it, but in his heart he had begun to have doubts about whether the Haotian Cauldron would favor Daxuan Kingdom's own side.
So this guy is now trying every possible means to squeeze into the inner circle, but there are too many people in the wall. Even if he is a prince, there is no chance at all.
"If it hadn't been for the ban on flying by the Liberal Arts Academy, I would have..."
"Why are you so early? If the Liberal Arts Institute had not banned flying, what you would see now would be the sky full of people..."
Su Ping'an directly interrupted Long Xuan's delusion. After the latter thought about it calmly, it was right.
Seeing that there was no hope of entering, they could only follow the onlookers, stupidly looking at the brilliant light projected by the Haotian Cauldron in the sky, waiting to see the final result.
The inscriptions on mountains and rivers that appeared in the sky were quickly extinguished. Five or six of them were extinguished at once. Finally, twelve mountains and rivers were left blooming with green light in the sky. This showed that twelve sages from the academy recognized Da Zhan.
Paintings repaired by traditional Chinese painting.
"Twelve of them were lit up, which is a good result!"
"Why...are these results great?"
"I can't say it's great, but it's not bad either. In the last Four Nations competition, our academy's speed painting team won the competition, and the best result that time was only fourteen."
"Ah...it's only two seats short of it. Then wouldn't the students of this liberal arts college be in danger?"
"You'll have to wait and see the results to know..."
Without Su Ping'an opening his mouth, the crowd onlookers explained all his doubts and questions.
Hearing this result, Su Ping'an groaned and said: "Twelve buildings, so the pressure is on the Academy of Arts. But since the guy from Xijin Tower was so famous when he was in Daming Mansion, he is here again.
Wen Yuan, after all, it’s not so bad that it would lose to an old man from the Great Zhan Kingdom, right?!”
Bai Hao and Luo Feng nodded in unison. They didn't know whether they recognized Su Pingan's statement or that Su Pingan also called the painting cultivator of Zhan Guo an 'old man'.
Da Zhan, a Chinese painting repairman, was crying and fainted in the toilet: Are you polite?!
After Da Zhan Guo finished appraising the paintings and took them down, according to the rules, it was the turn of the Academy of Arts.
In the inner circle of the square, in front of the statue of Confucian saint.
On Da Zhanguo's side, I saw an elegant and elegant man in his thirties who saw the results of his painting appraisal. His face showed a calm expression, and then he stroked his short beard under his chin and nodded and said:
"Hmm...it's okay. I made a slight mistake in my performance. I don't paint as well as I usually do. That's all. After all, this is the Academy of Arts, not our country, so be it!"
Hearing these words, the students in the liberal arts college were so angry that they jumped to their feet.
"This bastard, after showing off twelve mountains and rivers, he's still not satisfied, so why is he making a small mistake in his performance? This bastard must have done it on purpose!"
"That's right, even if you are telling lies, you should at least put away the smile in the corners of your eyes. You are really not ashamed to tell lies in front of so many people!"
"This guy is so shameless. He even said that this is the Academy of Arts and not the Kingdom of Great Zhan. This is clearly because he is afraid that he will lose later, and then he will make excuses in advance, so that after losing, he can say, 'We
It's an away game, not a home game, so it's normal to lose. We have already understood the tricks of these bastards..."
The elders of the liberal arts academy also frowned frequently when they heard Da Zhan's Chinese Painting Cultivator's words. However, due to their reputation, they did not have the temper. They just coughed slightly, stopped the noise behind them, then raised their heads and looked at a young man in front of them and said:
"Jinlou, go and appraise the paintings!"
"yes!"
With a reply, the young man walked out.
I saw a white figure stepping out, and then caused a group of people in the divine capital who were watching in front to exclaim.
"What a beautiful person!"
"Is this guy a boy or a girl?!"
"Didn't you hear what he just said? It's a man!"
"But this appearance is too unlikeable!"
"This person is extremely evil!"
Amidst the exclamations, the white figure came to the Haotian Cauldron.
If you look carefully, you will see that he has a face with picturesque eyebrows and finely carved facial features. His skin is very white, better than many wealthy ladies and ladies. He has long thin eyebrows and pale lips. In addition,
With his long flowing hair, it would be hard for people to believe that he was actually a man if he didn't speak.
Many people in the crowd even sighed: Such a person is only a man, what a waste of nature!
Such words were passed on to the back as the content of the competition by some good person, and the content was also slightly adjusted.
"The dear man in the first row in front praised Mr. Xijin for being so beautiful, and beat his chest and hated that he was not a girl!"
"The man in the first row in front praised Xijinlou as the most beautiful in the world and said that if the other party is a woman, he must pursue her!"
"The man in the first row in front said that Xijinlou is a beauty and vowed to pursue her!"
"The man in the first row in front said that no matter whether Xijinlou is a boy or a girl, we must pursue her!"
"The dear friends in front of me said that we must pursue the golden building, and whether it is a boy or a girl, we must marry him home!"
"..."
The words were passed layer by layer. When Su Ping'an and Long Xuan heard the last message, they immediately took a breath of cold air, then all retreated far away, and then looked at the crowd in front of them.
At that time, they only felt that this group of people was so terrifying.
When did Daxuanguo become a collective fashion for good men?!