Chapter 1133

A distance of 150000 Li can kill five Marquises with one bow! Even if Lingtian Hou and dasima, it's just so? Many people who were not convinced by Zhang had lowered their heads or retreated to one side.

"Well, it's nothing! Just borrowed the power of the Dragon bow Suddenly, a young man came out. When Zhang Jun saw the young man, he was very surprised. Because this young man is no other than Ren Xiaogong, the third son of the town king who was made into a puppet by a little devil. Obviously, it was the little devil who did it on purpose, but what did he want to do?

Zhang Jun, of course, also wanted to play with him. He frowned and said, "even if he borrowed the power of the Dragon bow, I would be better. If Shenwu Marquis wanted to face someone, he should admit that he lost and promise me a condition."

Shenwu Hou's face was blue and white. He couldn't imagine what kind of conditions Zhang Jun would propose. What would he do if he wanted to take his dragon bow? Let him squat on the ground to school. What about barking? So he was very nervous. Fortunately, this time Ren Xiaogong came out to speak for him.

"Guantian Hou, everyone has a field to be good at. It's too arbitrary to be single. I think that's good. You can compare two more. As long as you win all three events, everyone will admit that you are the crown Marquis, and everyone respects you. Otherwise, you are just in vain

Zhang Jun asked, "what do you want to compare?"

"It's not what I want to compare, but what everyone wants to compare." Ren Xiaogong said, "you are so young, and you just came to the Western Front soon. You won the title of Marquis of heaven. We are not convinced. So I suggest that all the people present are qualified to challenge you and choose what they are best at. How about that? "

Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes and whispered: "little devil, what the hell are you doing? In the army, there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons in the army. In case someone has a baby contest with me, can I compete with them? "

At the moment, the little devil is sitting with Yuwen Jinghua in the Marquis of Beiyuan and remotely controls Ren Xiaogong there. The little devil said with a smile, "master, don't worry. The ideas are all from Mr. Yuwen. He said that a large number of people would be unconvinced when the master became the marquis. The host simply took this opportunity to show their hands in the wind and scenery to let them know. When these people are convinced, the master can continue the next great cause. "

Zhang Junyi thinks that it is reasonable to think about it. Although he has shown his hand just now, it is not so shocking. We should let these people know his real means, let them be convinced and no longer despise him. Otherwise, he can't be respected anywhere for a day. What's the system?

Thinking of this festival, he "ha ha" laugh, said: "since everyone is so elegant, then this marquis will accompany in the end, who is the first?"

Now people are really shocked. They want to have a competition with all the people present, and what kind of comparison do you want to talk about? Is Guan Tian Hou crazy? Perhaps the incomparable skill is beyond the knowledge of others. Guantian Hou is too arrogant to be so big?

Yes, at this moment, Zhang Jun, with an arrogant face, seems to look down upon by everyone. This kind of appearance let the popularity of the scene do not play a place, one by one, thinking about what means to compare this piece.

A middle-aged scribe was sitting on the most humble table. The middle-aged literati was accompanied by a young man with an unconvinced expression on his face, while the middle-aged literati drank wine with complacency. Looking at the middle-aged literati, the young man suddenly said in a loud voice: "my master wants to compare!"

The middle-aged scholar frowned and glared at the young man. At the same time, countless eyes fell on the master and apprentice. The middle-aged scribe was helpless. He got up and hugged his fist and said, "gentlemen, you are polite."

In the crowd, one of the princes rubbed his eyes and suddenly called out, "God! Isn't this Mr. Kunwu, the saint in the painting? "

"What? Mr. Kunwu? Mr. Kunwu, who has reached the highest level of painting and even the Xia emperor is courteous? It is said that his painting skill has reached the magical state of a broken mountain and a world of Mohism. Is it really him? " People around him exclaimed, which showed that Mr. Kunwu had a great reputation in the summer.

When Mr. Kunwu was recognized, he could only nod his head and smile and said, "I'm Kun Wu. I'm a little villain who likes to make trouble. I'll make you laugh."

Wu Shen Hou's eyes brightened, as if he had grasped the straw to save his life. He immediately said, "Mr. Kunwu, this crown Marquis does not put us in his eyes. He dares to challenge him casually. Sir, he should teach him a lesson."

Mr. Kunwu looked at Zhang Jun and said with a smile, "the future is daunting. I will not be involved in your affairs."

"Ha ha..." All of a sudden, there was a laugh. People hold their breath and look at the source of the sound. At the back of the tent, a middle-aged man with a big figure came in. He was grand and domineering. At one glance, Zhang Jun concluded that the other party was Lingtian Hou.

Sure enough, when they saw him, they all saluted: "Marquis of heaven!"

Lingtian Hou nodded slightly. He first arched his hand to Mr. Kunwu and said, "I don't know if you're here. If you lose your welcome, don't blame me."

Mr. Kunwu said with a smile: "I passed by here. I heard that on the birthday of the Marquis, I came here to eat and drink. I didn't expect to be found out. I let the Marquis laugh."

Lingtian Hou's eyes fell on Zhang Jun's face and said, "Guan Tian Hou, I've heard a lot about you. Just now you challenge the heroes on the spot. You really have heroic spirit. But Mr. Kunwu is here, and you've gone too far in saying that. "Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. He didn't know Mr. Kunwu very well. But at the beginning, ChuChu and ling'er were trapped in the painting, which was made by Mr. Kunwu. After Jiang Huafan was made into a puppet, he learned that Mr. Kunwu had a good relationship with Jiang Huafan. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. He doesn't think that people who can get close to Jiang Huafan are good things.

As a result, he did not have a good impression on Mr. Kunwu. Naturally, he could not give him face. He immediately laughed and said, "Mr. Kunwu? No one has ever heard of it. "

Mr. Kunwu was stunned. He admitted that he had not offended the people in front of him. How could he speak so aggressively? However, the clay figurine still has three parts of earthiness. Zhang Jun looked down on him so much, and he was a little angry after all. He said faintly: "since the Marquis intended to compete, I will not agree. I have nothing to pursue in my life. I only know how to draw Tao. If you like, we will have a contest. "

Zhang Jun did not paint seriously except when he was a child. However, this is not a problem for him. He understands the core law and everything can be easily grasped. The question is, how can we surpass the great master of painting Taoism?

"As I said, I'll take it when you make a question." He carried his hands, and his arrogant appearance made many people hate his teeth. I think you should be proud. I'll let Mr. Kunwu teach you a lesson and let you know that heroes in the world can't be ignored!

Mr. Kunwu pondered for a moment and said, "you and I are all on the battlefield. Your excellency is the Marquis of the army. Why don't we take pen and ink as swordsmen and mind as marshal to fight in front of those present? "

Ren Xiaogong immediately clapped his hands and called, "good! It's the same as before. The loser agrees to a condition! "

When he called, Mr. Kunwu gave him a surprise look, but he didn't refute it. Zhang Jun thought, is this little devil going to sell me? If you lose, it's not a good ending. However, at this stage, he could not say anything more, so he nodded and agreed.

Wu Shen Hou looked at Zhang Jun with joy and said, "boy, you are lucky to win me, but you can never win Mr. Kunwu. No one can match him. "

"My defeated general, stay at the same time!" All of a sudden, Zhang Jun yelled, and Wu Shen Hou's face turned red. He held back half in a daze and didn't say a word.

Mr. Kunwu took out a pen from his arms. The top of the pen was twinkled with stars, and the end was full of colorful lights. You can see that it is not ordinary. Sure enough, someone at the scene called out the origin of this brush.

"My God, it's a five color star pen. It's priceless!"

"What is a five color starlight pen?" People who don't know begin to inquire.

"Don't you know? In the mythological age, there was once a great Luo emperor who loved painting Tao. That day, he spent a hundred years to make such a pen. "

"Ah? The magic weapon refined by the emperor of Dalao in one hundred years? That must be extraordinary. It seems that Guan Tian Hou is going to lose. "

"Yes, there is no chance. In painting, it is useless to have strength alone. "

Most people don't see Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun ignores people's comments. He doesn't have a pen, so naturally he doesn't have to take it out. He just says, "I don't have a pen in my hand. The pen is in my heart."

Mr. Kunwu was about to paint. He was stunned at this remark. Later he nodded and said, "it's reasonable. Everything in heaven and earth can be used as a pen. It's my downfall."

Although he said that, he still drew a stroke, the tip of the pen gushed five colors of light, ink spray, a soldier will be born under his painting. In an instant, there are 500 Jiashi on the paper, all lifelike.

Zhang Jun stretched out his right hand, and a little in the air, the law vibrated and the boundless brilliance appeared. After that, a human figure light and shadow, which was completely condensed by the law, appeared, which was also a 500A. Mr. Kunwu did the flat language, but he drew the three-dimensional picture with the rule.

Mr. Kunwu waved his sleeve and said, "go!"

All of a sudden, the five hundred Jiashi came alive, and they all had the fighting power of the princes. The terrible breath locked Zhang Jun in.

Zhang Jun was surprised. He said that Kunwu's strength was really strong. It was incredible that he could be a warrior of the rank of princes! However, without fear, he drank softly and said, "kill!"

All of a sudden, the five hundred rules of the cohesion of the past, fearless to meet the five hundred beetles.

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