Chu Chen didn't know that he had been targeted by the Tianji Sect. He was completely immersed in his own rhythm.
Kung Fu painting, the two immortals are in a state of trance, their feet are walking carelessly, their hands are dancing in the figure of Eight Horses, and their body skills are elegant and transcendent.
In front of his eyes, there was only a world of galloping horses.
No distractions.
The exclamations from all directions could not reach Chu Chen’s ears at all.
Bai Mu, who was standing in the corner of the high platform, looked extremely gloomy at this moment. Looking at Chu Chen who was painting, he held the microphone in his hand tightly and glanced around the high platform subconsciously. , at this moment, Bai Mu had an idea, and wanted to find a way to destroy Chu Chen's performance. However, in front of everyone, no matter how many thoughts Bai Mu had, he could only suppress it and stared at Chu Chen.
Bai Mu also finally understood what Chu Chen said just now. If he started painting too, Kung Fu painting combined with the two immortals' trance would definitely shock the audience and really affect Luo Ke. Painting.
Double Immortals Enthralled
The strength Chu Chen showed today was countless times more powerful than when he drew a phoenix and asked for a phoenix in the club that day.
Is this Chu Chen’s true strength?
No, he must be just showing off his skills
Bai Mu tried hard to suppress the uneasy feeling in his heart, the corner of his mouth was cold Qiao, it is simply impossible to use the Eight Horses Picture to defeat Luo Ke's Eight Horses Picture.
In the square, someone suddenly said, "Before today's literary fight, someone seemed to have said that if Chu Chen is expected to perform a set of punches at today's literary fight, he will be the prophecy emperor."
“Chu Chen can be called the first person in China to combine kung fu and painting to this extent.”
“Kung fu painter, Chu Chen”
Chu Chen’s The painting is not over yet, and the praises are already flowing like a tide.
On one side of the crowd, Li Lejing gritted his teeth, "Made, isn't this our act of revenge? Why is Chu Chen so popular?"
"Young Master Jing, don't worry, Chu No matter how high Chen stands now, how badly he will fall." A person next to him said coldly, "I have a hunch that the level of Chu Chen's painting is definitely very low, and he will put all his energy into it. Focusing on showing off skills, the most important content of the painting itself was ignored."
The people sitting next to him were all young people from the rich second generation of literary and art circles, and they all nodded in agreement.
You can’t have your cake and eat it too.
When Chu Chen finished his last stroke, he threw the brush in his hand directly and landed it back on the pen holder. Chu Chen's figure flashed back to where he originally stood, directly in front of him. The completed work fell slowly like fallen leaves swaying in the autumn wind, and finally landed on the table.
Chu Chen raised his head and looked at Luo Ke, "Eight Horses, please enlighten me."
Luo Ke stepped forward with a sneer.
At the same time, Luo Ke glanced at the time and found that Chu Chen only had fifteen minutes.
He wanted to see what level Bajuntu, who took five minutes less than him, could reach.
Bai Mu also followed Luo Ke's footsteps and walked towards the painting.
The two of them looked down almost at the same time, and their minds were shocked at the same time.
The moment their eyes touched the painting, both of them felt an electric shock, and their souls seemed to be sucked into a vast and boundless world by an inexplicable suction force.
Dust is flying, and thousands of horses are galloping
Among them, the eight horses rushing at the front are as if they are frozen.
Like a bolt of lightning.
It's like stepping through the clouds.
Like a whip passing by.
Like crossing mountains and rivers.
What they saw seemed not to be a painting, but a scene.
This painting was also projected on the big screen in the square.
Chu Chen’s Picture of Eight Horses
The horses neigh and gallop across.
Everyone was shocked and looked at this new picture of eight horses.
“I feel like these eight horses have come to life.”
“I am a layman and cannot see the difference between the two paintings, but I feel that Chu Chen’s painting What came out is not bad at all. Who says you can’t have your cake and eat it too? Chu Chen can do it."
"He can still draw such an exquisite Eight Horses under such a show of skill. Who else can do it?"
Xia Bei shouted, "Brother Chen will win."
"Brother-in-law is going to win." Song Qiu was extremely excited, his eyes filled with admiration. .
"How do you know you can judge?" Song Yan curiously asked.
"Hey." Song Qiu looked in one direction, "Although I don't know how to judge the quality of a painting, I can look at people. Look over there, the group in the Luo Family Painting Building. Everyone is an expert. Their expressions now look like they have eaten shit. The brother-in-law must be the winner. Hahaha, this competition lasted less than an hour. In the first half of the competition, they thought they could beat the shit out of the brother-in-law. However, after the result Halfway through the journey, my brother-in-law was feeding them shit one bite at a time."
Everyone in the Luo family looked gloomy.
Luo Yunyang's body trembled slightly, unable to accept it, and he had already made a judgment in his heart.
"No, I cannot be affected by Chu Chen's dazzling skills." Luo Yunyang took a deep breath and said to himself loudly, "It is undeniable that the level of Chu Chen's painting is very high and cannot be overcome. Uncle’s eight-horse picture has also reached an outstanding level, and the final result has to be decided by the four judges."
Beichen cheering group, "Chu Chen Chu Chen Chu Chen"
This was Xia Bei's little idea. Instead of calling Mr. Chu this time, he would call Chu Chen over and over again, motivating the entire audience.
Sure enough, after a while, the whole place burst into unison.
"Chu Chen" "Chu Chen"
From the dazzling skills of kung fu painting, to the amazement of the two immortals, and finally after seeing the finished productWith that soul-shattering feeling, Chu Chen conquered the Antique Street Square with a picture of eight horses.
Even though the final victory or defeat has not yet been judged, at this moment, Chu Chen is obviously more popular among the people.
If there was an audience voting session, Chu Chen would definitely win overwhelmingly.
Hu Liyong pushed Huangfu Yuanjing in a wheelchair, and the four judges came to the two paintings.
The same pictures of eight horses are placed together.
Zhong Xiuqing sighed, "The two paintings of Eight Horses are both pinnacle works."
Huangfu Yuanjing's eyes fell on one of them for a long time, deeply. Taking a breath, "This is a great blessing for the Chinese painting community."
The other three judges were silent for a while, and then the whole square burst into thunderous applause.
Everyone understands the meaning of Huangfu Yuanjing’s words.
The emergence of Chu Chen represents the inheritance of the Chinese painting world.
It is also the inheritance of Chinese cultural and historical heritage.
Even though the four judges have not officially announced the results of the competition, everyone already knows the winner in their hearts.
On the side of the high platform, Luo Ke's eyes have been staring at Chu Chen's eight-horse picture.
A long time.
Roque put away his gaze, looked gloomy, and said slowly, "I lost." Please remember:, free and fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft