“Blind painting!”
Wu Wenshan, who was his opponent, saw that as well, and he could not help but feel a wave of shock, “This is blind painting. I thought no one in this world could do it, but who would have thought that it really exists!”
Eyes were too important to a painting!
As eyes were required to capture art!
Therefore, among all the famous painters in the world, there was almost no blind person who could beco a painter. Without eyes, how could one paint? How could one paint?
It was even more challenging for Sato!
It was because there were hundreds of people at the scene. If any one of them made a sound, it could interrupt him and disrupt his rhythm. Most importantly, Sato Seiichi’s canvas was close to five ters long and one ter wide. It was too difficult to materialize what was on his mind!
This was just like a blind man living in his own ho. He was very familiar with every bricks and tiles in his ho, but if he was placed on a busy street, he would find it difficult to move.
‘This kid is truly a genius!’
Looking at his calm pace, Wu Wenshan was secretly panicked, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, ‘I’ve been famous for a long ti. Am I going to lose today?’
He, the Art Saint, was already panicking, let alone the experts of the Jinling art world who played judges at the competition. They were all stunned by what they saw.
At this mont, no one dared to make a sound!
All of them were stunned by Sato!
Even ngng, who was in Ye Chen’s embrace, was no exception. She watched the scene with her eyes wide open.
“Spiritual power?”
No one noticed the hint of a smile on Ye Chen’s face, ‘He’s clearly an ordinary person, but he has spiritual power three tis stronger than an ordinary person. No wonder he beca famous when he was young. No wonder he dared to paint with his eyes closed. No wonder he’s so devoted!’
Spiritual power was sothing that could not be seen or touched, but everyone could feel their own spiritual power.
Spiritual power could be understood as energy, ntal strength, consciousness power, focus, perception, intelligence, and even perseverance!
Using ‘The Brain’ reality show as an example, the ability to compete under the pressure of thousands of audiences watching required a lot of focus, perception, and calculation ability.
Sato’s ntal strength was much stronger than theirs.
Twenty minutes later, Sato Seiichi abruptly stopped painting and slowly opened his eyes, “Done!”
Everyone could not help but look at the canvas that was almost five ters long.
It was just a glance, but they were imrsed in the painting!
Painting of the map of hell!
Sato’s painting was the map of hell of Japan. It was also known as the map of Ten Realms. This painting was originally carved on the stone statue and wall as a mural. It required the efforts of countless craftsn.
However, Sato had completed this task on the canvas!
Moreover, his painting included Yama Temple, the bridge of helplessness, and the eighteen levels of hell. It could be said that this map of hell contained everything that a person would experience when they went to the Netherworld after death.
Countless expressions were frozen on their faces. Painful souls wandered in the painting, and the cruel punishnt seed to be fresh in their minds.
“Ghosts, there are ghosts!”
Soone scread and fell to the ground. The man looked at the painting with fear, “D-Don’t pull out my tongue...”
“Don’t co over!”
A scream ca, and another person seed to have gone mad.
“Judge, please spare my life, please spare my life.I won’t dare to do bad things anymore. I have money, I-I can give you a lot of money... ”
“...”
Within a few breaths of ti, hundreds of people had been sucked into Sato Seiichi’s map of hell painting. All sorts of expressions appeared on their faces. So were sticking their tongues out, so were rolling on the ground, and so even jumped into the man-made lake and shouted that they did not want to be cooked.
Even Cang Shuxue, Li Yongmin and son who were standing next to Ye Chen were no exception. The three of them were shaking as if soone were using them like sieves.
“Daddy, what happened to them?”
ngng’s eyes widened in confusion. These uncles and aunties were fine just a mont ago, how did they end up like this?
“They’re hallucinating!” Ye Chen shook his head lightly.
ngng was even more confused now, “But why are daddy and ngng fine?”
“Because you’re my darling. How can you be affected by a re illusion?” Ye Chen smiled. Subsequently, he raised his hand and patted Cang Shuxue and the other two’s shoulders.
The three of them snapped out of their daze. Cang Shuxue staggered and said in shock, “Mr. Ye, a ghost. I saw a ghost. It’s terrifying!”
“It’s just an illusion. You’re fine now!”
Ye Chen smiled.
Pu!
Wu Wenshan’s eyes went blank for a mont before he spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered backward.
“Hallucinations!
This painting gives people hallucinations!”
His eyes were filled with fear when he looked at the painting again, as if he had just experienced sothing terrifying.
He raised his eyes and sized up the people in the surroundings who were hallucinating. He sunk his energy into his dantian and shouted, “Hurry up and wake up now!”
Bang!
Everyone was so shocked that their bodies quivered. When they looked around again, they realized that everything they saw had disappeared, replaced by all kinds of ugly forms the people showed. They could not help but felt ashad.
Only then did they realize that they had fallen into an illusion. Even so, they did not dare to look at the map of hell painting again!
Sato Seiichi took in everyone’s reactions and a look of disdain flashed across his eyes. He then said to Wu Wenshan, “Master Wu, it’s your turn!”
“There’s no need to compete anymore!”
However, Wu Wenshan shook his head and forced a smile.
Sato Seiich’s face revealed displeasure, “Why? Is Master Wu going back on his words?”
“No!”
Wu Wenshan sighed softly, “Sir, you have already reached the level of drawing dao into one’s soul. I admit defeat, so there is no need to go on with this competition!”
He knew he had lost the mont he fell into the illusion of hell!
Drawing dao into one’s soul!
This was what he had been pursuing all his life!
Unexpectedly, it had already been achieved by a young man from another country!
It was as if he had instantly aged tens of years as he thought to this point.
As he said that, the hundreds of people who had regained their senses in the surroundings cried out in disbelief one after another. They did not expect Master Wu to admit defeat before he even started painting.
This was especially so after they had fallen into the illusion. They felt like they had made a fool out of themselves, and they hoped that Wu Wenshan would win. That way, they could regain so dignity.
On the other hand, the big shots of the Jinling art world moved their lips but did not say anything. Sato’s art had reached a level where they could not reach.
After hearing what Wu Wenshan said, the Japanese team Sato Seiichi led cheered.
“Master Wu!”
Kazuhiko Inoue adjusted his glasses and shook his head at Wu Wenshan, “Before we ca to China, everyone said that there are many talented people in China and that their painting skills are extraordinary. To be honest, we are very disappointed!”
Wu Wenshan closed his eyes in humiliation.
At this mont, he was no longer as indifferent and carefree like he was before!
“China is nothing, it doesn’t live up to its fa!”
Another Japanese snickered coldly.
The mont that was said, everyone had anger surfaced on their faces. Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin clenched their fists by instinct. They wished they could go up and fight, but they were powerless.
“Why? Are you upset about this?”
The young Japanese man smirked, “The strongest painter in China has already lost, and he admitted defeat. What else can you Chinese do besides gritting your teeth at us?
You guys can only roar at us like losers!”
The Chinese were burning with anger hearing what he said!
Fury!
The rage of humiliation!
The anger of being humiliated and unable to retaliate!
“I am now a sinner of China!”
Wu Wenshan closed his eyes in sha.
“This is too much!”
Cang Shuxue gritted her teeth in anger, and her face flushed as she was stirred, “If only soone could stand up and defeat them!”
In fact, there was more than one person in the crowd who had the sa thought as her.
However, everyone knew that it was impossible!
After all, the Art Saint, Wu Wenshan, had already lost!
“Let’s go!”
Sato Seiichi shook his head and turned to leave.
Right at this mont, a calm voice echoed through the venue, “An insignificant barbaric country is leaving right after slapping my country, China in the face?”
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