Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 363 Realm of Transformation
Cheng Yijie put down the paintbrush in his hand, a smug smile appeared on his face, obviously he was also very satisfied with his performance today.

Normally, he would never be able to draw such a level of painting. Today, under a lot of pressure, his mood and strength have improved.

"it's your turn."

He turned his head to look at Ryuichiro Asakusa, his eyes were full of disdain, how could such a little doll with no hair at all be able to compare with his decades of skills.

Asakusa Ryuichiro snorted coldly, without saying a word, asked someone to bring a pen and paper, and began to draw.

His painting speed is very slow, and he uses a single paint, only black, which forms a sharp contrast with Cheng Yijie just now.

After more than ten minutes, the drawn lines were slowly outlined. Although it was only a part of the scroll, it looked simple and rough, without any brilliance.

"Oh my god, you dare to come to our Xuanyuan Pavilion to challenge at this level, you are too good..."

"It's so ridiculous, I really don't know who gave them the courage, even at this level, they dare to challenge the painting saint of our Xuanyuan Kingdom..."

"If I had known that he was only at this level, I would have made a move, and then I would have needed a master to make a move..."

Everyone was discussing one by one, with disdain and sarcasm in their tone, as if they had seen Xuanyuan win.

Li Heci didn't have any joyful expression on his face. Everything that goes against the norm is a monster. It is said that Asakusa Zhizhi challenged the existence of the painter Fu Shan back then. Although he lost in the end, the gap was not too big.

In this case, he did not fight himself, but let his son fight, which shows that Asakusa Ryuichiro must have his own uniqueness, even surpassing him.

Song Haotian glanced at Asakusa Ryuichiro and his painting with his divine sense, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he knew the tricks of the other party.

Liu Zimei lay beside his ear and exhaled like blue: "Little brother, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

Although she hated Cheng Yijie very much, she represented Xuanyuan Kingdom after all, so naturally she didn't want him to win.

Song Haotian said indifferently: "He is not an opponent. How can he be so easy to deal with when he has traveled all the way to Xuanyuan?"

"Oh! But this guy's drawing looks very ordinary."

Song Haotian said: "Now is just the beginning, you will know later."

It took an hour for Ryuichiro Asakusa to finish his painting.

At this moment, on his drawing paper is a picture of a fierce soul. On it, a fierce soul looks extremely ferocious, giving people a creepy sense of terror.

But from the point of view of painting, his painting has just touched the threshold of the realm of agility at most, and its level is not high, it is not comparable to the painting of peonies next to it.

"Hahaha, you little devil is really funny. You dare to take out such a broken painting and make it embarrassing. I think you should go back quickly..."

"Yeah, this competition has already come to an end, President Cheng has won..."

"At first I thought it was a king, but it's actually just a bronze one. What are you doing here..."

Just as Asakusa Ryuichiro put down his brush, the others turned on the taunting mode one after another, spitting all over the place with great joy.

Asakusa Zhi was unmoved at all, and said with a sneer: "The game is not over yet, so it's too early for you to make a judgment now?"

A young man from the Jiangnan Painting and Calligraphy Association said disdainfully, "I don't believe you can come up with any tricks?"

Li Heci frowned slightly, and never expressed his opinion. He always felt that there was something wrong with this painting.

It stands to reason that there must be something unique about making Asakusa Zhizhi so calm and admired so much, but now I haven't found any difference.

"Let's start tasting."

Asakusa Ryuichiro still had an indifferent expression. He came to the peony painting, glanced at it contemptuously, and spit out two words: "Trash!"

"What? How dare you say mine is rubbish with such a broken painting like you?"

Cheng Yijie was furious immediately. He felt that he had been greatly insulted. He stepped to the table, raised his finger to the scroll and said, "As far as you are, what is it, at most, it is the early stage of spirituality. How does it compare to my painting..."

Others agreed with his statement, and felt that the two paintings of peonies had an absolute advantage, and there was no suspense about this.

But at this moment, wisps of black air suddenly emerged from the picture of the evil spirit, and as the black air floated out, the evil spirit on the painting suddenly disappeared, and then a black shadow rushed towards Cheng Yijie fiercely, without entering his body.

"what……"

The people around were wantonly turning on the mocking mode. Seeing this scene, all of them opened their mouths wide open, feeling overwhelmed with fright.

But at this moment, Cheng Yijie first had a flash of confusion in his eyes, and then lost his mind completely, and screamed with teeth and claws.

He kept tearing his hair and scratching his chest, looking like a fierce soul.

Li Heci's expression changed instantly, with a look of horror.

"Drawing ghosts come true, is this the realm of true transformation in the legend?"

He wasn't afraid of that fierce spirit, but was shocked by the realm of painting that the other party showed.

Generally speaking, the way of painting is divided into four realms: recording reality, being agile, nuanced, and transforming reality.

Being able to record reality is considered a small achievement, and achieving agility is regarded as entering the room.

The state of subtlety can be called Mahayana, but it is definitely very rare. The former master of painting, Fu Shan, spent his whole life exploring, and only touched this state before his death.

Looking at the entire Xuanyuan, only Song Haotian has reached this level so far.

As for the last state, it is rumored that once one enters this state, what one paints can become anything.

For a long time, no one believed that this realm could be real, thinking that it was just a beautiful legend.

But now Asakusa Ryuichiro draws a fierce soul, and immediately has a fierce soul upper body, which is exactly the same as the realm of transformation. Could it be said that the other party has really reached this legendary state?How is this possible?

But if you don't believe it, the facts are right in front of you, and you really can't find any reason to deny it.

"Hahaha, Li Heci, there is no need to doubt it, my son has already reached the realm of transformation."

Asakusa Zhizhi seemed to have expected these things, and walked over triumphantly, "As far as I know, you Xuanyuan doesn't even have a master of the subtle realm, let alone Huazhen.

How about it?Do you think it is necessary to continue this game?Let me just admit defeat, after all, you Xuanyuan people are much worse than us in painting Dao! "

The guy got more and more complacent, and finally laughed again.

Li Heci's face was livid, he was naturally unwilling to admit defeat, but in the face of this situation, even if he played in person, it was useless.

At best, he is at the peak of agility, which is far worse than Huazhen.

Strength is strength, and emotions cannot make up for it at all.

The sarcasm from before was gone from the faces of the other people around, and they were extremely shocked. They also realized that today seemed to be troublesome.

Li Heci was silent for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Since Mr. Ling has reached the realm of transformation into reality, I can only bow down, and there is no need to compete in the next match."

Although he was extremely unwilling, there was nothing he could do. The Realm of Realization was completely unattainable for him, even if he spent his whole life painting it, he would not be able to reach it.

No wonder the other party said before that there is no need for referees. With such a difference in realm, there is no need for others to judge, and I just surrendered.

(End of this chapter)