Invincible Starts With NPC Crossing

I saw a huge aura spreading out from the scroll, and then the phoenix on it suddenly appeared as if it had come to life.

He heard a crisp first cry, and then in everyone's shocked eyes, a vivid phoenix charged directly above Xiaoxie.

"Alive?"

"This is simply unheard of, unseen!"

Even those fans of Yang Lin are all excited and excited now.

Although I really want to support Yang Lin, and even though I think Yang Lin is full of nonsense, this Wang Honghua painting is really amazing!

Who can make paintings reach the realm of vividness?

The current Wang Honghua was full of complacency and looked at Yang Lin contemptuously: "Dare to ask Mr. Hedong, is my painting really out of your eyes?"

"It's normal, it's said that we are in different fields, why must we have to compete?"

At this time, the man in front of him said that his paintings were so-so, how could he bear it in his heart.

Wang Honghua gritted his teeth and said: "Since it is a technical thing, even in different fields, you can definitely make one or two. Mr. He Dong said that he is the pinnacle of abstraction, but if he doesn't show it, how about blindly sophistry? Convince everyone present!"

This **** is really holding onto his stickman, and Yang Lin said unhappily, "I'm afraid of hurting, you know?"

"If Mr. Hedong has real talents, I, Wang, will naturally be convinced, how can I be afraid of hurting!"

"This is what you said, don't regret it!"

Yang Lin said, turning to the midfield and said: "Everyone has heard that Brother Wang must compete with me. Since this is the case, I can't continue to hide, let you see the true meaning of my painting! "

Seeing that Yang Lin said so surely, everyone around him was stunned. Could this matchman really have some ways, as he said, is the pinnacle of abstraction?

And this proof, how is it to prove?

At least Wang Honghua's paintings can be fake and true. Look at the big phoenix above his head. Now he is still flying up and down. How can this stickman prove it?

Not to mention the curiosity of the young talents present, the fairy Yaoguang, the eldest prince and the princess Qian Yexue in the pavilion are also the same. Their eyes are focused on Yang Lin, just to see what way he will go out next.

"Fantasy, come here!"

"Yeah," Huan Meng trot up when she heard Yang Lin calling herself, and stood beside Yang Lin.

"Yuanmeng, you know, sir, I always don't like to use my brilliance to bully the weak. Just like the Fengming Nine Heavens in front of me, I think he is good, but you look at this master. The behavior is really undesirable!"

Wang Honghua is about to roar, this is still endless, don't you want to prove, what is this pulling a woman over?

"Illusory dream, I can't bear to see this brother Wang's expression of grief and pain later, you show him my painting, so maybe he will feel better in his heart."

Huan Meng nodded, and then the stickman who had taken Yang Lin walked to Wang Honghua, and slowly put the scroll on Wang Honghua's hand.

"Dare to ask sir, what do you mean, what are your plans for handing over your masterpiece to me?"

Wang Honghua suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and was about to question, and suddenly the picture moved, and more powerful spiritual power suddenly rushed out of the scroll.

After the audience was surprised and excited again, a series of stickmen suddenly rose from the picture scroll, and directly rushed to the phoenix that was constantly flying up and down.

This stickman is much better now.

Some are holding black sticks as swords and shining sword light, some standing in the distance keep throwing turtles to send qigong, and some are holding wooden sticks with shields on them. Anyway, they are dinged around the big phoenix. Knocked randomly.

Dafeng, who was originally alive and vigorous, soon lost his aura, and then a burst of light returned, and then went to see Wang Honghua's Fengming Jiutian, where there is still Fengming Jiutian now, he has become a depilatory chicken.

After cleaning up the big phoenix, the stickman crashed back into the picture scroll. Yang Lin’s stickman was still the stickman, and on Wang Honghua’s Fengming Nine Heavens picture scroll, there was only a hairless chicken left, a veritable name. Cock crowing for nine days!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Seeing that Wang Honghua’s spirit was about to collapse, Yang Lin sighed and patted him on the shoulder and said, “Didn’t I tell you earlier, don’t question the abilities of others just because you don’t understand. Not to mention the level, you still seem to be ignorant!"

When Yang Lin said these words, he was even more recognized by the fans around him.

"I heard that Mr. Hedong said that he could not paint before, and when I finally saw the stickman, I thought that my husband was just tracing a few strokes, but now I know that it turned out to be a work by God!"

"We are short-sighted. We even underestimated Mr.'s masterpiece before. Now it's funny thinking about it."

Everyone was full of emotion, and here Fairy Yaoguang finally let go. Although she didn't even know what was going on, she was at least satisfied with the result.

But there was really a question in her mind.

The stickman can be promoted because of her selfishness, and now that Yang Lin showed this hand, could it be true as he said, what is the pinnacle of abstraction?

Fairy Yaoguang's face blushed, and she felt that after the recruitment, she should have a long conversation with Yang Lin, or ask him about poetry, painting and calligraphy. I just don't know, will this man reward himself by then?

Wang Honghua almost didn't collapse. The eldest prince was no different from him. He originally thought Yang Lin was a bronze, but now it seems that he is still a king.

As a last resort, Yang Lin can only be promoted first.

Because the delay in the first game was too long, at the order of the prince, a group of maids brought some fragrant tea and cakes to let the young talents take a rest. After a half-zhuxiang, the second test was conducted. .

"Mr. Hedong, music theory is going to be tested in the second game. I don't know what musical instrument Mr. is good at?"

Listening to the fans asking like this, Yang Lin said: "Actually, I don't know anything about pianos, flutes, flutes, and I haven't studied these.

Everyone laughed and said, "Mr. Hedong is humble again. He said he could not paint before. Who would have thought of such a profound foundation, and now he wants to lie to us!"

"Mr. We are all very optimistic about you, Mr. Sister will definitely win the championship and embrace the beauty!"

Yang Linnai he said: "I really won't, I swear, I didn't lie to you!"

Everyone squinted and smiled, Mr. He Dong was good at everything, but he was a little too humble. But no hurry, anyway, the second competition is about to begin, and then you can see Mr. He Dong's superb music theory.

Everyone is getting more excited as they think about it, but Yang Lin is getting more and more painful. He really doesn't know how to do it. Why doesn't anyone believe it? !