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Chapter 348

Words:2867Update:22/06/25 06:07:15

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Liu Chuanfeng was surprised. Was this still Han Qiongzhi? Why don't I remember her being so beautiful? I'm even more impressed by Li Qingshan. I&|]

Sun Fubai tugged at his sleeve, and Liu Chuanfeng returned to his senses. He walked away in a hurry.

Chu Danqing glanced at her and didn't dare to look again. With his sharp eyes as a painter, he recognized her at a glance. This was the woman who had shouted that she wanted to drink with him after he was drunk that day. Having been seen in such an ugly state by such a beautiful woman, Chu Danqing almost covered his face and walked away, afraid that she would recognize him.

However, in Han Qiongzhi's eyes, there was no one else around right now.

Li Qingshan held Han Qiongzhi's hand and smiled. "Once I win, let's go sightseeing in the Clear River prefecture!" Although it was easier to take advantage of rowing a boat, a bustling, noisy place suited her personality better!

Han Qiongzhi blushed slightly. "If you win, I'll give you a present as a reward."

Li Qingshan could not help but study her. Her waist was tied up by the embroidered belt, her perky breasts that seemed like they were about to burst out of her clothes, and her perky bottom that propped up her dress was even more captivating. Don't tell me the present is …

Han Qiongzhi scolded, "Don't think too much. It's just a present."

"Then let's go sightseeing!" Li Qingshan whispered into her ear. If he did not hold her in his arms and caress her willfully, it would be a complete waste of a heavenly gift.

"Don't even think about it." Han Qiongzhi shot a glance at him and pushed him away. Go!

The disciples of the academy on the terrace saw this. Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi had become a couple. It had already been a secret for a long time. However, when they saw it in person, they could not help but sigh in amazement.

"Senior sister has basically become a different person recently. She can even wear clothes like this. Just what has that kid, Li Qingshan, done to deserve this?" A legalist disciple sighed. In the past, Han Qiongzhi had never cared about what she wore.

"Don't be jealous. At least we can feast our eyes now. He used to be really fierce … "

"How was it before?"

The two of them raised their heads. Unbeknownst to them, Han Qiongzhi was already in front of them, glaring at them. His heart trembled, and he hurriedly saluted, "Second Senior Sister."

"Hmph, I'll teach you a lesson when we get back!" Han Qiongzhi was not angry at all. Seeing that Wang Pushi was waving at him, Zhang Xuan lightly stepped onto the platform and walked over to Wang Pushi's side.

They looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief at the same time. Second Senior Sister's temper had been very good recently.

At this time, Li Qingshan stepped into the arena and was welcomed by a wave of cheers. Li Qingshan, who was born in an ordinary family, was welcomed by the crowd. He had the air of a civilian hero.

Two long tables were placed at the two ends of the Grand Martial Arena. Li Qingshan and Chu Danqing stood behind the long tables. Far away. They looked at each other, their gazes connected. Sparks flew everywhere.

Liu Changqing read out the rules of the competition and stated the stakes that both sides had agreed on. "Lead disciples, please prepare yourselves!"

"The Heavenly Maiden Scattering Petals Painting!" Han Qiongzhi frowned.

"What's that?" Wang Pushi asked curiously. Although his cultivation was much higher than Han Qiongzhi's, he was not as familiar with these interesting historical stories as the disciples of aristocratic families. Moreover, Han Qiongzhi had done a special investigation on Chu Shidao because of Li Qingshan, so she was naturally familiar with this famous painting.

After hearing Han Qiongzhi's explanation, Wang Pushi smiled and said, "Looks like that brat is going to win a love rival. Qiongzhi, you have to be careful."

Han Qiongzhi said, "Even you have to make fun of me, commander. I don't believe that I can't beat a painting!"

Wang Pushi laughed. "That's not necessarily true."

"If you keep this up, I won't be standing here anymore." Han Qiongzhi stomped her foot. She had also heard that many cultivators paid a great price to Chu Shidao for a painting of a beautiful woman to hang in their cave abodes. They could come and go as they pleased and would not cause any trouble.

"Alright, alright, alright. Look, it's starting."

There wasn't a single person who wasn't curious about this painting duel. How exactly would the two of them decide the victor?

Chu Danqing had already unfurled the painting on the long table and said loudly, "Li Qingshan, this painting is called the 'Hellscape Rhapsody'. I spent three months to conceive and three months to complete it. It's extremely terrifying. If I had any choice, I wouldn't want to paint such a painting. If you know what's good for you, it's not too late to admit defeat now. Otherwise, even you might be injured later!"

Chu Shidao stood on the high platform behind Chu Danqing. When he saw the painting, he also shuddered. He stroked his beard and smiled, greatly comforted. Not only had Chu Danqing inherited his skills, but he would also surpass his master in the future.

The victor of this battle had been decided!

Li Qingshan placed a thin painting album on the long table. "I spent two hours to conceive this book, a day to complete it, and a month to disseminate it. I don't know how effective it is. Come and experience it for yourself!"

"Qingshan, you've taken the wrong book!" Liu Chuanfeng was also on the high platform not far behind Li Qingshan. His face was filled with anxiety.

Li Qingshan waved his hand without turning his head. "Don't worry, it's not wrong!"

"Since you're so stubborn, then experience the horrors of hell!" Chu Danqing pressed his fingers together like a sword and pointed forward. The painting flew up with a whoosh.

Blazing colors filled the painting paper, but there was only one color — red!

Crimson red, fiery red, blood red. Crimson red mountains were strangely jagged. A boundless sea of fire burned fiercely. A long, blood-red river surged and flowed.

Everyone who had their eyes on the painting shuddered violently, as a terrifying and crazy intent surged toward them. What sort of hellish scene was this? It was as though countless evil ghosts and demons were suffering endless pain within.

Gradually, this fantasy turned into reality. One evil ghost after another leaped down from the mountains, surged through the sea of fire, and floated up from the blood river as they charged out of the painting.

Tall bodies, crimson skin, twisted limbs, hoarse roars, and empty eyes filled with boundless resentment and hatred. One, two, dozens of evil ghosts crawled out of the painting as though they had crawled out of hell to take revenge on the people of the world.

At that moment, it was as though a nightmare had come true!

Screams rang out from the spectator stands as the expressions of many female cultivators changed.

Han Qiongzhi was not afraid. Compared to Altar Lord Black Lotus's murderous methods back in Ancient Wind City, this hell lacked realism. She was only worried for Li Qingshan.

Wang Pushi said with a smile, "An aura from the Hell Dao. This painting is very suitable for my school of Legalism. For Old Man Chu to take him as his final disciple and nurture him for ten years, he is indeed not someone easy to deal with. Li Qingshan is in trouble."

Chu Danqing recalled the scene when he first began painting in seclusion. Often, he would roll on the ground in regret while he was painting, slamming his head against the wall in shame.

Thinking back to how he had become a laughing stock the moment he emerged from seclusion after ten years of arduous cultivation, he was no longer liked by female cultivators. He felt like he was about to go mad. It was as though he was in hell, being burned by blazing flames.

Finally, he infused his frenzied thoughts into the painting and conceived the Hell Rhapsody. He used the remaining space to paint endless evil ghosts.

Li Qingshan, you asked for it!

The smile on Li Qingshan's face did not change as he said, "By the way, I forgot the name of my book." Suddenly, his expression turned solemn as he waved his hand and shouted, "Come out, Divine Brush Ma Liang!"

The Divine Talisman of Great Creation suddenly burst out with resplendent light. As Li Qingshan waved his hand, the faith and wish power of millions of people gathered and condensed.

A young man wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat and holding a brush appeared in the Great Martial Arts Field. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face was filled with righteousness and awe-inspiring. He stood in front of the crowd of ghosts, but he did not show any fear.

Han Qiongzhi was surprised, "This is!"

The whole field was silent. Chu Tian laughed wildly, "Li Qingshan, you want to win with a kid? Don't tell me this guy looks like you back then? I heard that you're also from the village. "

Ever since Chu Tian was defeated by Li Qingshan, he was unyielding, enduring hardships, and was ready to take revenge at any time. However, when he thought about that item, he could not show it in front of everyone. Just Now, he endured it. Watching Li Qingshan's defeat was one of the greatest joys in his life.

Although the other disciples of the Hundred Clans no longer laughed at Li Qingshan, their thoughts were the same as Chu Tian's. How could an ordinary young man like him have the strength to fight against evil ghosts?

Compared to the terror of the Hellfire Rhapsody, this so-called Divine Brush Ma Liang was indeed like a joke.

"Aiya, we're done for!" Liu Chuanfeng paced around anxiously.

Sun Fubai said calmly, "Junior Martial Brother, don't worry. Qingshan knows what he's doing. I've heard a rumor recently." It was about the Divine Brush Ma Liang.

"Li Qingshan, you're despicable!" Chu Danqing looked at the impoverished teenager Ma Liang and felt as if he was looking at himself in the past. He really could not bear to order the evil ghosts to kill him.

"Despicable?" Li Qingshan was puzzled, but he did not care about it.

Ma Liang's face was full of concentration. He raised the Divine Brush and quickly drew in the air. The Divine Talisman of Great Creation's willpower was continuously converted into his strength.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a golden boot stepped onto the Great Martial Arts Field with a bang.

A golden-armored deity holding a golden dagger-axe walked out of the air and pointed the golden dagger-axe at the evil ghosts.

The appearance of the golden-armored deity was simple and childish. There was even a pair of golden wings on his back. He looked like a celestial general in a child's imagination. However, the aura he emitted was no less than that of the evil ghosts. Chu Tian, who was laughing heartily, suddenly shut his mouth.

Chu Danqing's mouth was agape. Wasn't this the ability of the School of Painting? Why did the characters created by the School of Painting have such abilities?

Chu Shidao shouted, "Danqing, what are you waiting for?"

The golden-armored deity spread his wings and soared into the sky. He swooped down toward the rising sun in the east and turned into a flash of golden light. The golden dagger-axe in his hand pierced through an evil ghost. The evil ghost trembled and dissipated.

Chu Danqing immediately reacted. The evil ghosts roared and pounced at the golden-armored deity. However, the golden-armored deity flew into the sky again and circled back and forth with the golden dagger-axe in his hand.

The despair on Liu Chuanfeng's face immediately turned into surprise. Han Qiongzhi shouted, "Good job, Qingshan!"

Li Qingshan, on the other hand, felt his heart ache at the amount of willpower he had expended. This was not True Qi, and it would decrease with every use. At this time, he could not care less. In front of his girlfriend, he had to win this battle to his heart's content!

The second golden-armored deity that Ma Liang drew with the Divine Brush in his hand walked out of the air.

"Chu Danqing, today, I will use the School of Painting to defeat you. I will show you the power of the School of Painting!"

[Please gather your willpower into my hand. Come out, monthly ticket!]

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