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What the hell?

Everyone looked at each other, just now Tang Bohu took the initiative to admit defeat, maybe he was scared when he was here, and everyone could understand. But now, Yu Yang had actually admitted defeat without even making a move?

Isn't this too dramatic?

The three judges looked at each other and felt that it was laughable. The painting competition was the hardest decision to make and everyone had their own views on it. If there was no difference between the two, then the result of the punishment would be highly controversial.

However, this might be the easiest time they would ever be judges, right? If he were to admit defeat straight away, what else could he say?

But, at this time, the most puzzling thing was why Yu Yang admitted defeat!

Could it be that he was giving a peach in return? Just a moment ago, Tang Bohu had admitted defeat, and now he also wanted to admit defeat, to show off his demeanor! Some people had the same thought.

Very few people would think about Tang Bohu's works. Firstly, his image did not give people much confidence, and secondly, according to the speed at which he was writing just now, perhaps he would be able to get a good view of it.

At this moment, in the center of the room.

Yu Yang's eyes were still staring straight at the calligraphy in front of Tang Bohu, a strange light shining in his eyes! His admission of defeat was indeed from his heart, and not just to show off his demeanor.

The moment Tang Bohu's brush landed on the paper, in that instant, Yu Yang who was standing beside him clearly felt the transformation of his temperament!

He entered his peak state in an instant, looking extremely free and at ease!

Immediately after, Tang Bohu began to write "Jiang Cheng Zi's Ten Years of Life and Death: Two Faint" smoothly. A majestic aura burst out from his chest, transforming into ink on the tip of his brush, and turned into a sorrowful and painful relationship.

Concept!

Yu Yang was in a trance, as if he completely felt the sorrowful feelings of Su Dong Poo described in the calligraphy. Ten years, the difference between Yin and Yang, his wife's grave was a thousand miles away.

"A thousand miles of lonely grave, there is no place for desolation."

Yu Yang muttered, a bright light swept past his eyes, and then he looked straight at Tang Bohu and said: "In this round, it is not my fault that I lost!"

Yu Yang frankly admitted that his calligraphy skills could not reach Tang Bohu's level! However, the confidence on Yu Yang's face did not disappear. What he was most adept at were paintings!

"Hehe, admit it, admit it!" smiled happily, looking like a lowly person who had achieved his goals, causing Yu Yang to frown slightly. He even suspected that Tang Bohu had been possessed by a ghost just now, how could he have this kind of hoodlum temperament?

He really admitted defeat?

If it were not for the rules, everyone would have gathered to look at Tang Bohu's work and solve the doubts in their hearts! However, since Yu Yang admitted it again, at this moment, everyone in Danqing Painting Hall all took a deep breath, to turn the tables, it was better than being swept clean!

"Smelly Tang Feng, I wonder what kind of tricks you're playing!" Although Yang Yuexin said that, his face still did not hide her smile. To her surprise, beside him, Yang Tianyu's eyes had already noticed her, and his face even revealed an expression of 'as expected' understanding!

But at this time, the three referees were all stunned. Listening to Yu Yang's tone, he seemed to have admitted defeat?

Without further hesitation, the three judges stood up and walked towards Tang Bohu. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Could it be that this average looking kid really had great talent in calligraphy?

If that was the case, then why did he admit defeat at the part he copied just now?

Actually, there was a reason for this!

Geniuses all had their own pride!

Tang Bohu was known as the "Two Extreme Painting" of the Ming Dynasty, why would he casually copy someone else's work?

Although Wang Xizhi was a master of calligraphy and his calligraphy was higher than Tang Bohu, Tang Bohu was also a master of his generation. Tang Bohu was confident that with his talent, in the future, he would not be able to reach Wang Xizhi's level!

Yu Yang was full of confidence in him, so wasn't Tang Bohu the same? Since there were still two matches, Tang Bohu would just directly admit defeat in the first match. Of course, no one could have guessed what Tang Bohu was thinking.

The three old men walked over to Tang Bohu, their eyes looking at the white paper on the table.

Instantly, the three old men were all stunned!

He could not hide the surprise in his eyes. At the same time, there was a glint in his eyes and his mouth was wide open. With his age, it could be seen how shocked he was. It looked even more surprised than when Yu Yang was reading the books!

The actions of the three elders being stunned at the same time was indeed comical in the eyes of others. However, their thoughts were no longer on their appearance. Instead, they were holding their breaths and enjoying this piece of work.

After a while.

"This …" An old man gently picked up Tang Bohu's calligraphy, and as if he was looking at a treasure, his eyes became moist, and his beard started to tremble, "Master's calligraphy! It could be called a masterpiece by a master! "

The value of this calligraphy skill in his heart was clearly stated in ten short words!

More importantly, the sadness in the painting deeply touched this seventy year old man, and he could not help but cry. At his age, many old people would have to endure the pain of their wives leaving, who had been together with them for decades. And Tang Bohu's book, had directly touched that string in the depths of their hearts.

"Ten years between life and death …" An elder recited this poem in a low voice. Although he didn't give a comment, the excitement in his eyes had already replaced his excitement in evaluating this calligraphy piece!

"Good!" "Alright!" The other old man came and went with only the word 'good' in his voice! Actually, he was unable to express the feeling in his heart with words.

Five minutes later.

The three elders returned to their seats as they retracted the waves in their hearts. They still had to continue the match.

However, the three referees' moods were completely different than before! Tang Bohu's calligraphy piece had already made them have a whole new level of respect, the three elders were faintly anticipating the final match, how the hell did they get to fight in the last round?

At the same time, the onlookers didn't see the calligraphy piece with their own eyes.

However, from Yu Yang's abnormal behavior and the look in the eyes of the three judges just now, they could be considered to be sighing as well. A wave of anticipation arose in their hearts for Tang Bohu at the same time.

Especially Yang Tianyu, at this moment, he couldn't hide his nervousness either. Originally, if it was hopeless, he might not be so nervous.

But, right now, at first glance, Tang Bohu was planning to make a comeback, and was only missing the final round to decide the victor, but Yang Tianyu was actually more nervous, his expectations rising slightly, for the competition this time, was too important to him! It was related to the fate of Lian Qing, how could he not be worried?

On the other hand, Wei Zhentong's face did not look good right now, but he kept it in.

"Second match, victory to Dan Qing, Tang Feng!" The crowd discovered something hilarious. Today's referee's mission seemed to be to announce who would win and who would lose. As a result, everyone was aware of this.

"Now, let's begin the third round. We'll decide the victory in the painting competition!" "Time, 30 minutes. The content, no limit. The time starts now!"

"Shua!" He looked at the two people standing in the middle of the competition with a face filled with anticipation!

The true fierce battle between the two began!

Yu Yang took a deep breath, a trace of confidence flashed past his eyes, and he suddenly said to Tang Bohu: "I have won this round!"

Hearing that, Tang Bohu laughed indifferently, and took off the fan that he placed on top of his ear just a moment ago, "?!"

He opened it up, shook it gently and said with a smile, "I will return the same words to you!" Tang Bohu was similarly full of confidence! Yu Yang was indeed an opponent that could not be underestimated, however, it was not to the extent that he would lose his confidence!

"Good!" Then we shall see the real deal! " Yu Yang didn't have the slightest intention of backing down, and at the same time, a trace of arrogance appeared on his face. Similarly, he opened up his folding fan, and said proudly, "After today, you will definitely remember my name, Bamboo Creek Yu Yang!"

Obviously, Yu Yang had already decided to use the bamboo that he was most proficient in to deal with Tang Bohu!

"You will never forget the person who defeated you today, Tang Feng Tao Yuan!"

As Tang Bohu's voice fell, the aura of his entire body was revealed. Yu Yang had ignited the arrogance of the geniuses in his bones, and in that moment, the free and unrestrained temperament of the four great scholars of Jiangnan, was redisplayed once again on Tang Bohu's body!