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Chapter 563

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"How is that possible? Is that real? They can see us? "Mo Yu Xi said in surprise.

"Spirit Creation? No wonder Mr. Wen Ruo wasn't willing to paint. It turned out that his paintings had already reached such a level. The characters in his paintings were endowed with simple spirituality. Creating spirituality? "Yan Chuan exclaimed as he looked at Mr. Wen Ruo.

The great sorrow swept through the entire square. The great calamity infected all the xiuzhe. All of them looked at Mister Wen Ruo's painting with shock and sorrow. Some people even started to cry. Looking at the calamity of the people in the painting, they couldn't control themselves.

Sima Yuntian looked at it in surprise. "Spirit Creation? Wen Ruo, you've really opened my eyes. You've reached such a level in just a few hundred years? "

Wen Ruo put down her brush. Tears fell from her eyes. She was obviously affected by her painting.

Below, Meng Ziqiu looked on silently.

"Headmaster, your son is really amazing. I'm not as good as him in painting. Spirit Creation? No one in the Julu Academy has been able to do that for many generations! "a Virtuous Sage exclaimed.

Meng Ziqiu frowned and looked at the stage.

On the stage, Sima Yuntian looked at the chessboard.

"Mr. Yi, you can't do anything to me in this game, and I can't do anything to you. If this continues, it will only drag on. Why don't we draw?" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.

Yi Feng looked at the chessboard and then at Sima Yuntian. He finally nodded and said, "Okay!"

This game of chess had indeed reached a stalemate. Of course, Yi Feng had done it on purpose. Yi Feng knew that he had too little contact with the cultivation world and had seen too little of the world. If he wanted to completely defeat Sima Yuntian, it was almost impossible. Hence, he had used a fatal move! He delayed Sima Yuntian, and it was a draw!

A draw?

Countless xiuzhe in the surroundings looked surprised. However, looking at the chessboard on the stage, everyone nodded. The strength of the two was not something they could evaluate.

Yi Feng walked back to Yan Chuan.

"King, it's a draw!" Yi Feng smiled bitterly.

"Well done! Your field of vision is too narrow. Even so, you were still able to draw. In the future, no matter how wide your field of vision is, Sima Yuntian will definitely not be your opponent! "Yan Chuan nodded.

"Yes!" Yi Feng nodded, his eyes filled with confidence.

This was Yi Feng's domain. He never thought that he would lose to anyone. Sima Yuntian, in the future, he would definitely defeat him!

The game ended in a draw. Sima Yuntian looked at Mr. Munro's painting.

Great sorrow engulfed the entire plaza. Everyone's hearts seemed to have been infected by this painting. Even after the chess game ended, there was not much discussion in the surroundings. Everyone was immersed in that sorrowful and despairing atmosphere.

Sima Yuntian didn't say much and walked towards his easel.

He grabbed a basin of ink and splashed it on the painting!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a large patch of darkness appeared on the painter.

Sima Yuntian's brush danced in the air as if he had already thought of something. He continued to paint at a rapid speed.

"Rumble!"

From Sima Yuntian's painting, a series of muffled sounds could be heard. To be able to teach a genius like Wen Ruo, his painting skills were naturally shocking.

Everyone watched quietly. One incense stick of time, two incense sticks of time, three incense sticks of time, two hours!

Finally, Sima Yuntian's painting was revealed.

A patch of black clouds covered the sky. Within the black clouds, lightning flashed. The lightning gathered into numerous lightning-shaped divine dragons that shuttled back and forth within the black clouds.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of loud noises came from the painting, like the sound of heavenly thunder, striking the hearts of everyone, causing their minds to tremble, and they quickly recovered from their sorrowful state of mind.

"Go!" Sima Yuntian finished his last stroke.

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