"Can we practice sword skills with brushes?" Yin Ling only said this for recent practice. "Seeing Du Nan nodded, she was satisfied. In her mind, Du Nan said it would work, and there was no need to doubt and do as it should. As for whether to eliminate the anger or devour the anger, Du Nan would arrange such things, and he would do whatever he said.

Ye Binghua and Luo Qing also didn't believe that this kind of painting practice was just a waste of time. Because Du Nan wanted to become stronger than anyone else, he would never waste his time.

In Teacher Mu's studio, the powerful and powerful carefully covered the paintings.

Then……

"What are you talking about? I don't know what it means. You are so big and you are guarding the door, don't you even know who comes in? The video is not saying that the video is always open and uninterrupted? Take out the video and take it out and watch it. I'm too lazy to ask you a stupid pig like you." The powerful roared loudly, as if they covered the painting, and no matter how loud it sounded, it would not disturb the 'Good Man Dance'.

Everyone rushed to the recording room, and the result was: two minutes after everyone left, the picture was blocked by a canvas that suddenly flew up.

When the guard found something was wrong, he ran in and took off the canvas.

The painting has changed.

"No, this cannot prove anything." Outside the door, Dean Long shouted: "Teacher Mu's painting was modified. Maybe it was a master on a whim. This is not enough to prove that the tears of Aberion were painted by him before. You have no evidence to ask for guilt. I am the brother of Marquis Long. If you dare to do anything, I will definitely appeal to the Lord's House."

Roar and drink.

Dean Long broke in again and shouted: "Who, who changed Teacher Mu's painting? Who is going to frame me?"

Seeing Vice President Long’s reaction, the powerful people looked down on their noses.

Extremely disdainful in my heart.

Seeing the canvas in the video covering it, there was no result, Dean Long yelled again: "You all saw it. He didn't dare to show up. This must be shameless and treacherous villain, and he wanted to frame me with Teacher Mu. I know everyone in the Tielan Painting Academy, and Teacher Mu doesn't know many people. He must have joined outsiders to come in to harm me. They want to seek to cheat me and support a group of inferior dirty orphans."

"Haha, President Long respects himself too much, right? You must have never seen that work, right?" a young man smiled.

"Who are you? How dare you speak like this?" Dean Long said angrily.

"Son of Duke Uris, Dean Roddy Long, are you dissatisfied with the way he speaks?" Roddy snorted slightly.

"So... it turns out to be the little duke." Dean Long bowed and said, "Of course I'm not dissatisfied with the little duke, but Teacher Mu joined hands with outsiders to plot his own money. I was a little angry for a moment, and I hope the little duke won't be offended. This matter must be caused by Teacher Mu. I will definitely ask my brother to find out the truth."

Hearing such words, everyone was sure that he had never seen Teacher Mu's "new work". A master of painting of that level... does it take to cheat money? You can earn endless wealth with just one sum. Don't mention a little person like you, even your brother Marquis Long will not be attracted by others' eyes.

"Director Long, please come with us."

The staff of the Civil Affairs Yuan and the head of the guard office came again. He said to President Long: "This is a warrant for interrogation. The charges are for destroying work records, marrying others, and fighting for paintings that are impersonating others."

"What did you say? Do you know who I am? You have no evidence to dare to interrogate me?" Dean Long said furiously.

The head of the guard office smiled and said, "Sure enough, you knew there was no evidence left behind. Although you did it very cleanly, you didn't expect that there were often many accidents in life. Sun Gong, the assistant of President Zhang, happened to copy a video that day and went home to check the learning situation of several new students. So these images also recorded the painting situation of Teacher Mu. After verification, Alberion's Tears did belong to Teacher Mu. You made people destroy the evidence in the painting academy. Didn't you expect this kind of change to happen in the middle?"

"What?" President Long was stunned and speechless.

When he saw Sun Gong, his eyes turned red and he said angrily: "Sun Gong, why do you... harm me? You know I'm..."

"Mr. Long, I know." Sun Gong held his glasses and said slightly, "Don't keep the Marquis talking all day long, it's annoying to hear it. I didn't frame you, but just proved that I had copied a video. By the way, your brother, Marquis, just sent me a message to apologize. Don't think that your brother is the most awesome in Golden Bell Flower City. If you really want to rank, he can't even get a hundred."

In a simple sentence, Dean Long was stunned.

Brother apologizes to Sun Gong?

That proves that Dean Zhang's little assistant is also in a remarkable situation behind him? No wonder he usually looks cold and no one is afraid of him. It turns out that this guy is also a child of a powerful man, and he is also a great man who can make the Marquis bow his head.

"Sun...Sun Young Master, this matter..."

"You don't have to explain to me, I'm not interested in knowing." Sun Gong interrupted Dean Long's speech and waved his hand as if he was chasing a flies: "Your matters, the Civil Affairs and the Guards will handle it, and you have to explain it enough to explain it to them. By the way, reminder that the painting of Aberion's Tears attracted many interested people. You should think that your brother, Marquis, can help you, even if you call him."

When Dean Long heard this sarcastic speech, he saw that contemptuous look, and his heart was cold.

He knew he was going to be finished!

The matter was too big, and his brother couldn't save him.

"Who is it?"

"Who wants me to hurt me..." Dean Long yelled loudly. He couldn't believe that someone 'beated' himself without even showing up: "Why didn't you help me add a pen, but you wanted to help that poor man? Why... I am the brother of the Marquis, I am the vice president of the Tielan Painting Academy, you can't treat me like this..."

The guard room officer dragged Dean Long away, and he kept yelling.

It's a pity that no one birded him at all.

The onlookers also wanted to know who could defeat the vice president of Tielan Painting Academy with just a few strokes. However, Du Nan and his group did not respond at all when they heard these roars. Such sloppy figures are not worth their extra glance. Now the four are cooperating to paint a "strange painting", no. It is better to say it is a battle than a cooperation.

Du Nan used one-on-three and painted brush to perform the rock-cutting sword technique on paper.

Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing occupied the other side. They used a pen instead of a sword to attack Du Nan's paper. At this time, everyone suppressed their strength, only movements but no power.

If a trace of divine power is revealed.

Such a small lounge had already been cut into thin slices by four of them.

Use a pen instead of sword, and use a painting instead of tricks.

The four of them competed on the drawing paper, and the works that were randomly graffiti also had a sharp aura. Those round and strokes had a faint divine power to cut off all things. If someone else saw this painting, they would probably cover their eyes immediately, fearing that they would be stabbed by this "sharp".

Crack!

Yinling's pen was unable to defend himself, and he lost control and released his slight force.

The whole piece of painting paper was cut in half in an instant... not only that. The power of this stroke was even the wooden frame behind the painting paper, the wardrobe behind the wooden frame, the wall behind the wardrobe, and the ancient trees behind the walls were also cut off. Fortunately, the silver bell held back the strength in time, otherwise the houses and teachers and students farther away might be cut off by one stroke.

Ancient trees fell to the ground.

The warrior with divine power in the yard was slightly surprised.

Fly over and watch.

At this time, a rough voice sounded: "Sorry, sorry, there is no disaster. This is because I was excited and wrong. Don't be surprised by everyone. I will compensate this tree. My name is Luo Xin, a student from the Haitang Music Academy. This is my identity nameplate. Please note that everyone from the Civil Affairs Office will deduct the mortgage funds."

A small change. Dean Zhang also came over: "What's going on?"

Luo Xin bowed and said, "Hello, Dean Zhang, it's okay, it's really okay. I made an appointment with several friends from the Painting Academy to go to the arena to watch the fun. I also wanted to go on stage to earn some living expenses. When I was excited, I waved my sword and ended up breaking the Painting Academy. I also asked Dean Zhang to forgive me. I did make an unintentional mistake."

When Dean Zhang heard this, he was about to ask in detail.

At this time, Du Nan, Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing quickly burned the painting and walked out the door. Seeing Luo Xin taking the initiative to "betray the crime" to cover them, Du Nan also bowed and said, "I'm sorry, President Zhang. This matter is our fault. I hope the president will give him a lighter punishment."

"Are you disciples from the sword training field?"

President Zhang didn't say anything, and the powerful young master beside him had already lit his eyes when he saw the Broken Tree.

Luo Xin responded and said, "Yes, we are indeed disciples in the sword training field. Because we have not taken action after practicing art and cultivating our hearts for a long time, we accidentally ruined the property. Please forgive me, and we will definitely compensate us for the things."

"This... forget it, it's not a valuable thing." Dean Zhang didn't ask any more when he saw it was Du Nan.

He had known it long ago.

The "Rock Sword Ink Ring" is his enrollment painting. It is normal for a person who is equally extraordinary in swordsmanship and painting to produce such destructive power. Not to mention him, Luo Xin in front of him is also a master of swordsmanship. I am afraid that he is far more than the level of the Rock Sword. The giant sword he is carrying looks very dull, but it has a very terrifying evil spirit, as if it has been immersed in the blood of hundreds of thousands of lives.

The craftsmen in the sword training field have just gathered and have not decided what to do. It is better not to disturb these characters for the time being.

Suddenly.

President Zhang thought of the painting "Tears of Alberion". In the Tielan Painting Academy, there are no characters who can change the entire work in one stroke... There is no painter, including himself, who can achieve that effect. Thinking of the painting "Opinion of the Moon Three Dance", this level cannot be found in the entire Golden Ding Kingdom.

Could it be that the changes in these two paintings have something to do with the group in front of you?

"Are you all going to the arena to participate?" Dean Zhang failed to ask, and a group of powerful young men had already started to make trouble. Teacher Mu's new paintings had been saved and taken away, and were sent to the Private Jade Tower to wait for the more sophisticated painting masters to complete the pen. At this time, they could not appreciate them even if they wanted to. Now a group of sword cultivators in front of them had aroused their interest.

Many people can fight nowadays, but few people can fight and draw. What's more, no one will think of "force" too much. For the strong man with a divine body, the attitude of the powerful has always been: to win over one person, and to make friends with one person is one person.

"They may not be interested, but I have to find a way to make some money, otherwise I will not be able to make it." Luo Xin said mockingly.

Du Nan and the other four were frowning.

They had known that Luo Xin didn't want to re-enter the battlefield so early, and they wanted to rest for a while.

Today, he accidentally took a break, which seemed to disrupt his plan.

However, Luo Xin heard a look of "nothing" and seemed to say: They need to calm down and cultivate their nature more than me. It is better not to let others disturb you now. Let me me me recite this matter today. Anyway, I have almost adapted. The competition will be earlier.

"Mr. Luo Xin was joking." The powerful and noble young men said with a smile.

If a strong man in the Star God wants to say that "life is worrying". He can make money by doing anything casually. All those who dare to go to the arena are divine warriors. Even if they don't have a dime, they are still guests from all over the world. There must be no problem in life. Maybe they encounter valuables they like, and plan to earn some pocket money to respond to the emergency.

"Encountering is fate. Mr. Luo Xin, since everyone is destined to be together, why not go to the arena to see the excitement and see Mr. Luo Xin's divine power?" The little Duke Rodi bowed and said.

Luo Xin turned his head and Du Nan returned a look of "you can do whatever you want".

"Okay. I haven't taken action for many years. If you have any shame, I hope you guys don't be surprised." Luo Xin bowed.

"Xiao Sun, since there are students with you, please take a look." Dean Zhang, who heard these words, said something to Sun Gong.

"Yes, Dean." Sun Gong nodded.

The conversation between the two shocked the powerful and powerful. Because they already knew that Sun Gong was not an ordinary employee and had a background of powerful and powerful. What did President Zhang’s instructions mean? Could it be that these four students also had an amazing background? Is the beauty with purple fire and purple smoke on her forehead not an electric ornament, but a special force? (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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