Genius Daddy in the City

“A blind man paints!”

As his opponent, Wu Wenshan also saw this scene, and he couldn't help but stir up a stir in his heart: "This is painting by a blind man. I thought no one in the world could do it, but unexpectedly it actually exists!"

For painters!

Eyes are too important!

Because art needs eyes to capture!

Therefore, among the famous painters in the world, almost no blind person can become a painter. Without eyes, how can one sketch or color?

And Seiichi Sato’s challenge is even more difficult!

Because there were hundreds of people at the scene, as long as any one made a sound, it might disturb him and disrupt his rhythm. The most important thing is that Kato Seiichi’s canvas is nearly five meters long and one meter wide. He wants to express what he is thinking. It’s so difficult to show up!

This is like a blind man living in his own home. He is very familiar with morning, morning, wood, brick and tile, but if he is placed on a busy and noisy street, he will be unable to move even an inch.

"This kid is truly a monster!"

Seeing his methodical rhythm, Wu Wenshan was extremely panicked, and he was sweating a little: "I have been famous all my life, am I going to end up here today?"

He is still like this!

What's more, the big names in the Jinling art world who were acting as judges were already dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

At this moment, no one dared to speak out!

Everyone was shocked by Sato Seiichi!

Even the cute little baby in Ye Chen's arms was no exception. The little guy stared at this scene with wide eyes.

"Psychic power?"

No one noticed a smile on Ye Chen's face: "Obviously he is an ordinary person, but he has mental power three times stronger than ordinary people. No wonder the young man became famous. No wonder he dared to paint with his eyes closed. No wonder he dared to be so devoted!"

Mental power is something that is invisible and intangible, but everyone can feel it personally.

Mental power can be commonly understood as energy, mental strength, spirit, concentration, perception, intelligence, and even perseverance!

Take the program "The Biggest Brain" for example. Strong players can compete under the eyes of thousands of viewers and withstand pressure from all sides. This requires concentration, perception, and calculation ability.

And Sato Seiichi's mental power is obviously more than a little stronger than them.

More than twenty minutes later!

Sato Chengichi suddenly put away his pen and slowly opened his eyes: "Okay!"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the nearly five-meter-long canvas.

Just at this glance, I fell in!

Picture of hell!

What Seiichi Sato painted was the Japanese hell map, also called the Ten Realms Map. This kind of picture was originally carved on stone statues and walls as murals, and required the efforts of countless craftsmen.

Now, Seiichi Sato has completed it on canvas alone!

Moreover, his painting includes the Hall of Hell, the Naihe Bridge, and the eighteen levels of hell. It can be said that this picture of hell contains everything that a person will experience after death and going to the underworld.

Countless expressions are dull, painful ghosts linger in the painting, and countless shocking and cruel punishments seem to be vividly visible.

"Ghost, there is a ghost!"

I don't know who screamed and fell to the ground on the spot. The person looked at the painting with a horrified look: "No... don't pull out my tongue..."

"Don't come over here!"

There was another scream, and another person seemed to be going crazy.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, please forgive me. I will never do bad things again. I have money. I...I can give you a lot of money..."

"..."

In just a few breaths, hundreds of people at the scene were almost trapped in the hell picture created by Sato Seiichi, with various expressions on their faces, including some sticking out their tongues, some rolling on the ground, and some jumping into an artificial lake. Zhong shouted not to get into the frying pan.

Even Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin and his son beside Ye Chen were no exception. The three of them were shaking like chaff.

"Dad, what's wrong with them?"

The cute little baby's eyes widened and he was full of confusion. These uncles and aunts were fine just now, why are they like this now.

"They are all trapped in hallucinations!" Ye Chen shook his head slightly.

The cute little baby became more and more puzzled: "But why are daddy and Mengmeng okay?"

"Because you are my Ye Chen's darling, how can you be affected by mere hallucinations!" Ye Chen smiled, then raised his hand and patted Cang Shuxue and the others on their shoulders one after another.

The three of them trembled and then came back to their senses. Cang Shuxue staggered and said in shock: "Mr. Ye, ghost, I saw a ghost, it's so scary!"

"It's just an illusion, you're fine now!"

Ye Chen smiled.

"puff!"

After Wu Wenshan's eyes were dull for a moment, he spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and then took several steps back.

"Hallucination!"

"This painting can actually give people hallucinations!"

When he looked at the picture of hell again, his eyes were filled with deep fear, as if he had just experienced some fear.

He raised his eyes and looked at the people around him who were in hallucinations. He was so angry that he shouted loudly: "Wake up soon, when will it be better!"

"boom!"

Everyone was so shocked that their bodies trembled. When they looked around again, they found that everything they saw had disappeared, replaced by all kinds of ugly things, and they couldn't help but look ashamed.

Only then did they realize that they had fallen into an illusion. Even so, they still did not dare to look at the picture of hell again!

Sato Chengyi saw everyone's reactions one by one, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then he said to Wu Wenshan: "Master Wu, it's your turn!"

"No need to compete!"

Unexpectedly, Wu Wenshan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Sato Chengyi was surprised: "What? Does Master Wu want to go back on his word?"

"no!"

Wu Wenshan sighed softly: "Your Excellency has already achieved the point of drawing the Tao into the soul. I am willing to be defeated, so there is no need to compete in this competition!"

The moment he fell into the hallucination of the hell map.

He knew he lost!

Painting the way into the soul!

This is what he has been pursuing all his life!

Unexpectedly, a foreign boy did it!

Thinking of this, he felt as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant!

And as his words fell.

Hundreds of people who woke up around him exclaimed in disbelief. They never expected that Master Wu would admit defeat before he even started writing.

Especially after falling into hallucinations, they felt that they were exposed, and they hoped more and more that Wu Wenshan could win, so that they could regain some face.

The big guys in the Jinling art world moved their lips, but didn't say anything after all. In fact, Sato Seiichi's painting skills had reached a point where they could not touch him.

After hearing Wu Wenshan's words, several people from Japan, led by Sato Seiichi, cheered together.

"Master Wu!"

Inoue Kazuhiko pushed the frame and looked at Wu Wenshan and shook his head slightly: "Before coming to China, it was said that China has a large number of talents, and the art of painting is even more extraordinary. But now, to be honest, we are very disappointed!"

Wu Wenshan closed his eyes in humiliation.

At this moment, he was dissatisfied with his previous indifference and ease!

"The country of China is nothing more than this, and it deserves the name of a great country!"

Another Japanese man sneered.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked angry. Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin subconsciously clenched their fists, wanting to rush forward and argue, but they were powerless.

"What? Not convinced?"

There was a deep sarcasm on the lips of the Japanese youth from before: "You, the strongest painter in China, have been defeated, and you have taken the initiative to admit defeat. What else can you Chinese do besides gnash your teeth at us?"

"You can only roar at us like a loser!"

As his words fell.

The eyes and hearts of all the Chinese people present were burning with fire!

anger!

Humiliating rage!

The anger of being humiliated and not being able to fight back!

"I am now a sinner of China!"

Wu Wenshan closed his eyes with a look of shame.

"It's just too much!"

Cang Shuxue was so angry that she gritted her teeth, her pretty face flushed with excitement: "It would be great if someone could stand up and defeat them now!"

In fact, out of the hundreds of people in the audience, there was more than one person who had the same idea as her.

But everyone knows it’s impossible!

After all, Wu Wenshan, the painting sage, has been defeated!

"let's go!"

Sato Chengyi shook his head slightly, turned around and left.

At this moment, a faint voice resounded throughout the audience: "A mere barbarian country slapped my great country in the face, do you want to just walk away like this?"

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(PS: Chapter 2, there is another chapter. Recently, a new round of anti-pornography and anti-illegal activities has come again. All supernatural books with ghost characters in their titles have been removed from the shelves and renamed. Another six chapters of this book have been blocked and must be modified before they can be released. came out, so the chapter preface is missing six chapters, I hope everyone will understand!)