After hearing Lin Zhuo's proposal, some echoed, some were silent, some were excited, some were sneered, some were sneered, all in all, everyone had different expressions.

Lin Yi said in his heart: "Compared with the integrity of Lin Hu, a deacon disciple of the Sutra Pavilion, Lin Zhuo, the deacon disciple of the Danqing Pavilion, is much more slippery."

However, Lin Yi was not worried at all. He just needed a witness with some weight.

"Okay, since Junior Brother Lin Yi and Junior Brother Lin Yuhan both agreed to make a picture without a pen, and invited me to be the referee, everyone present was witnesses, and the two bets were three spiritual pills and five hundred medium-grade true essence stones."

Lin Zhuo said loudly: "Then I will light a stick of incense now, and the time limit for this stick of incense is that Lin Yi and Lin Yuhan respectively made pen-free paintings, and then I will evaluate them with everyone to see whose painting has a higher artistic conception in the end."

"Junior Brother Lin Yi, Junior Brother Yu Han, you two have no problem, right?" Lin Zhuo asked.

Lin Yi shook his head and smiled and said, "There is no problem."

"Me too, I have no problem." Lin Hua said loudly. At this moment, he was already a little impatient.

Lin Hua's mood at this moment was like a little boy who had super novel and fun toys, hoping to show his most complacent and fun toys in front of everyone.

Lin Zhuo ignited a stick of incense and said, "Let's start."

Lin Hua was ready to rub his hands and was in high spirits. He took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and placed it on the table. Then he asked Song Danshu and others to help open the roll of paper. A golden paper that was two meters long and about half a meter wide was immediately presented to everyone.

With his hand stretched out his finger and pointed to the golden paper, Lin Hua said arrogantly: "This is the unique golden-spin paper of Mingzhu Academy, which is specially used to draw runes. Today, I, Lin Hua, let everyone present open their eyes. I want to use this paper to make a pen-free painting for everyone, and everyone will wait and see."

After he finished speaking, he took out a pair of small scissors from his sleeve. The scissors were black and blemish all over, but at first glance, they gave people a sense of heaviness.

With scissors in hand, Lin Hua's expression became even more wild.

He stared at Lin Yi with a provocative look and sneered: "Lin Yi, today I will let you see the highest level of the brushless paintings made by warriors. Not only will I win your three spiritual pills, I will also make you convinced!"

Lin Yi smiled faintly and said, "I'll wait and see."

Lin Hua snorted coldly, gently lifted a corner of the golden ears with his left hand, and flew quickly with scissors in his right hand.

Swish swish swish swish...

Swish swish swish swish...

His right hand was as clever as a butterfly through a flower, and his scissors were as if they had life. The long golden ears of paper turned into countless flying golden paper pieces under the scissors.

These pieces of paper are like fallen leaves, like snowflakes flying, like cherry blossoms dancing, like hundreds of butterflies taking off.

It is pleasing to the eye, and many people are obsessed with it.

"Paper-cutting painting! Lin Hua's pen-free painting turned out to be paper-cutting painting. Look at his technique, and then look at his leisurely expression. Could it be that Lin Hua has already practiced the pen-free painting to the peak of a first-level warrior?"

"It doesn't look like Lin Yuhan's breath, he should still be in the middle stage of the first-level martial artist. Could it be that the scissors in his hand are strange?"

"Even if the scissors in Lin Yuhan's hand are really weird, so what can it do? That is also a manifestation of strength. With the ability, Lin Yi will also use magical scissors to play with."

Everyone whispered while watching Lin Hua's fancy paper-cut paintings.

After a while, Lin Hua put away his scissors and grabbed the long painting with his left hand and shook it gently.

call!

The whole painting suddenly became straight, and in an instant, countless pieces of paper and scraps of paper remaining on the painting paper fell one after another.

When everyone looked closely, everyone was shocked.

"Good, Lin Hua actually cut a dragon! A golden dragon with a shining light!"

"This golden dragon is really too powerful, and it is no worse than the Black-winged Tiger King in the picture of the tiger going down the mountain that Lin Yi had made before."

"Hmph, you're wrong. Dragon is a auspicious thing. How can the Black-winged Tiger King compare with the dragon? Besides, this is an extremely noble golden dragon."

"It turns out that the real purpose of Lin Hua cutting out this golden dragon is to regain the face he had lost before downstairs."

"Lin Yi's situation is in danger. Even if he is drawing thousands of black-winged tiger kings, he can only crawl and tremble at the feet of the golden dragon."

When Lin Hua heard the people around him praise the golden dragon he had cut, he was immediately overjoyed. He shook the golden dragon gently with great pride. The golden dragon seemed to be resurrected and flew out of his hands.

"Yaah! Lin Yuhan's golden dragon can actually fly!"

"It's really amazing! Lin Yuhan won this game."

Everyone saw the golden dragon flying through the air. Suddenly, the narrow dragon body rotated around a pillar as thick as a bowl in the pavilion, and finally it entrenched on the pillar.

The pillar is fiery red and the golden dragon is golden. With this combination, the golden dragon cut in Lin Hua makes it more dazzling and more dazzling, and adds a lot of color to the golden dragon.

"good!"

Lin Zhuo was the first to applaud. He gave Lin Hua a thumbs up and said happily: "Junior Brother Yu Han's painting is really a masterpiece, and it is really perfect for the pillars in my Danqing Pavilion. This painting is collected by my Danqing Pavilion."

When Lin Hua heard this, he felt ecstatic. He smiled proudly at Lin Yi and said arrogantly: "Lin Yi, have you seen it? Senior Brother Lin Zhuo said that I have collected my Golden Dragon Danqing Pavilion."

Lin Yi smiled slightly and did not answer.

It was just a painting collected by Danqing Pavilion. My picture of my tiger going down the mountain was collected by Danqing Pavilion. I didn’t see me as happy as you.

At this time, half of the incense stick was burning.

Everyone looked at Lin Yi with burning eyes. However, Lin Yi carried his hands on his back, his face calm, without any signing, and there was no sense of oppression brought by Lin Hua's golden dragon on his face.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhuo's heart moved slightly. He smiled at Lin Hua and said, "Junior Brother Yuhan, since this golden dragon is your proud work, you might as well sign your name on this pillar for later generations to appreciate."

Lin Hua was slightly stunned. He couldn't believe his ears. Lin Zhuo actually asked him to write his name on a pillar of Danqing Pavilion? Once this name is written, it will have a great significance!

That is to say, this golden dragon plate pillar will be named after the name of Lin Yuhan in Tailin. As long as the Danqing Pavilion is there, the name of Lin Yuhan in Tailin will be there.

"With this way, will my name not be remembered forever?"

Thinking of this, Lin Hua became a little fluttery, and his steps became a little fluent, as if he was stepping on a cloud. He came to the Panlong Pillar and took the brush from Lin Zhuo's hand. He took a deep breath and felt the jealous gaze around him. He was almost happy!

He held the pen in his right hand, and he could use five big characters in one stroke - Lin Hua and Lin Yuhan.
Chapter completed!