I am a corrupt official, but they say I am a loyal minister!

Lin Beifan's eyes were complicated:"Your Highness, the third prince, it's our turn again!"

The third prince's eyes were equally complicated:"Yes, things are unpredictable!"

Both of them couldn't help but sigh.

The third prince glanced over:"Do you know what to do next?"

"of course I know! Lin Beifan held his head high and said:"Your Highness, Third Prince, I will never let you offend!" I will crush you with unparalleled strength and prove that none of you, Great Yan, can beat me!

The third prince's face darkened:"Lin Jijiu, it's almost done!""

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I know what to do!"

The two of them were playing riddles and began to compare paintings.

Lin Beifan started to write first, picked up the brush, and quickly rendered it on the paper, quickly forming an outline. The third prince did not write, and secretly looked at Lin Beifan's paintings with his peripheral vision..

He found that Lin Beifan had restrained himself a lot and his writing skills were much poorer, so he nodded secretly.

In this way, it was much easier for him to win against Lin Beifan, and his normal performance was enough to win. Before Lin Beifan finished painting, he picked up the pen and splashed ink.

After all, this is painting, not writing. Painting takes time. Time is not abundant, so you must seize the time.

The empress and all the civil and military officials are all paying attention to the two of them painting.

"Lin Jijiu's writing seems to have become clumsy. He is no longer as smooth and smooth as before.……"An old minister frowned and mentioned it

"This is normal!"An old minister sighed:"Whether it is writing or painting, it is extremely time-consuming! Lin Jijiu has been holding on for nearly two hours from just now to now. Even an iron man can't hold it back. It's normal for his level to drop!"

"Yes, everyone gets tired. It’s amazing that Lin Jijiu can hold on until now!"

"If it weren't for Jijiu's presence, we would have already been completely defeated. It's really hard to ask him for anything more!"

"If you lose, just lose, it’s just one game!"

……

The empress watched Lin Beifan painting while listening to the officials whispering.

My heart is full of haha, will this guy be tired?

He is a majestic grandmaster. He has so much physical strength that he will not be tired even if he fights for three days!

They must have secretly collected money again!

No wonder it has been so weird from just now until now!

The acting was so realistic, I almost believed it!

After about half a stick of incense, Lin Beifan called it a day.

Looking at his painting, he moved his sore and numb arms while shaking his head and sighing:"I'm too tired today. This painting is a little abnormal. I may lose, alas!""

"My dear, your performance today has been impressive enough! If you lose this game, you lose. It’s no big deal. Just win it tomorrow!"The empress' ardent encouragement

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding!"Lin Beifan clasped his hands.

The third prince secretly glanced at Lin Beifan's painting, and a proud smile appeared on his face.

Based on the skill of this painting, he will definitely win!

So, he continued to paint rapidly.

On the other hand, Dayan, in his heart Hope once again arises

"Lin Beifan is dying, we will definitely win this time!"

"Come on, Your Highness, we will win!"

"We can definitely do it this time!"

……

At this moment, Lin Beifan, who had already left, raised his fingers.

Zhou Liuliu's virtual power is activated again!

In the clear sky, a huge thunderbolt suddenly appeared

""Crack" the sound was very loud.

The third prince, who was concentrating on painting, was shocked by the huge thunderous sound. The hand that was painting trembled, and a huge stain appeared on the paper, which looked very awkward.

The third prince:" Damn it!"

"It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s just a little more, there’s still a chance to save!"

The third prince secretly warned himself to be calm and not to be impulsive. There is still time and it can be remedied.

So, he used a pen to correct the stain around it.

After a while, he restored his masterpiece.

The third prince smiled proudly in his heart:" It's such a small difficulty, why is it so difficult to defeat me?"

Looked at the time and continued to draw rapidly.

At this moment, Lin Beifan curled his fingers again.

""Crack!"

Another thunderbolt from the clear sky!

The third prince was startled again, his hand trembled again, and another stain appeared on the painting.

The third prince:"I fucking……"

At this moment, the third prince was ready to scold his mother!

The thunder and lightning stopped striking early in the morning and struck late in the day, but they struck randomly while he was painting. Was God going to have trouble with him?

"It doesn’t matter, there’s still time, there’s still a chance to save!"

The third prince dipped his brush in ink and retouched the second stain. After three cups of tea, he recovered again.

Although it looks a little flawed, it's not a big problem.

"Haha, it’s not difficult for me!"

The third prince continued to write and draw.

Lin Beifan was drinking tea comfortably and flexing his little finger.

""Boom" was another thunderbolt!

The sound was even louder!

The third prince had already been mentally prepared, but he was still stunned by the sound of thunder and lightning.

His hand could not help but tremble, and a big stain appeared.

The third prince:"you××……"

Everyone looked up at the sky in confusion

"Why did it thunder so many times and it didn't look like it was going to rain?"

"The sky is clear, not even a dark cloud can be seen!"

"The weather is really weird!"

……

The third prince scolded his mother in his mind while using a brush to touch up the big stain.

However, this stain is too obvious and destroys the coordination of the entire painting. No matter how you modify it, it doesn't work.

"It doesn't matter, I can still draw better than Lin Beifan and I can still win!"

He could only comfort himself like this.

Looking at the time, he found that there was not much time left.

He felt a little more nervous, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his face, and the speed was a little faster.

At this moment, there was another sound in the sky. There was a huge thunder.

However, the third prince was used to it and was not affected at all.

"snort! The little thunder and lightning can no longer scare me!"The third prince felt proud.

However, at this moment, a gust of evil wind suddenly hit!

It blew up the painting on the desk!

The third prince didn't check it for a moment, and sketched it with one stroke, drawing a long thin line that ran through the entire painting.

It's like there is a long and thin scar on the face, which is particularly ugly.

The third prince said:"I@#……"

It's all a national curse, if it can't be broadcast!

He really wants to kill someone!

What evil had he done that God wanted to treat him like this?

You say it and I will change it!

Is it fun to torture me like this?

As a last resort, you can only modify this thin line immediately to minimize the influence of this thin line.

At this time, thunder sounded again in the sky

"Boom."

The third prince's hand trembled again, and there was another failure on the paper.

The third prince:"……"

Time passed unconsciously.

At this moment, the referee loudly shouted:"Time's up! Please stop writing, His Highness the Third Prince of Dayan!"

"etc! It'll be ready soon……"The third prince said anxiously while drawing.

The referee loudly said again:"His Royal Highness, please stop writing immediately, otherwise you will be judged to have lost!""

"well!"The third prince put down his pen helplessly.

His painting was hung up by the referee for everyone to appreciate and comment on.

After everyone saw this painting, they were shocked!

Especially the representatives of Dayan!

"Your Highness, is this really your painting?"

"Why do you look so clumsy? This is not your usual level!"

"Your Highness, what are you doing?……"

……

His Highness the Third Prince covered his face in shame:"Stop talking! When I was painting, I was disturbed by thunder in the sky, and then there was a gust of evil wind, so I started painting accidentally! This is the best I can do!"

"So that’s it!"

"But with this painting, can we win?"

……

Everyone was originally confident, but after seeing this painting, they became uneasy

"There should be hope!"The third prince held on to his last hope.

At this time, everyone began to vote.

"I vote for sacrificial wine! Although the writing power of Jijiu has declined, the overall look of the painting is still very neat and comfortable, much better than that of His Highness the Third Prince!"

"I also vote for the sacrificial wine. His Royal Highness the Third Prince has made too many mistakes, and I don’t like it very much!"

"I vote for the third prince. Although there were many failures, he handled them very well! The overall level seems to be a bit better than Jijiu!"

"I also vote for the third prince!"

……

Just like that, you vote for me and I vote for you, and the final result is——

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Dayan received 32 votes, and Great Martial Arts Beifan received 45 votes, so Great Martial Arts Beifan won!"

"Finally, in the painting competition, Dawu won!"

The third prince of Dayan and others closed their eyes in pain. They lost again.

On the side of Dayu, they cheered.

"We Dawu won again!"

"Winning 4 games in a row, a brilliant victory!"

"The sacrificial wine is great!"

……

The third prince looked at all this with despair.

I have paid so much, even at the risk of losing everything, but in the end I still lost, which was such a huge blow!

The body was actually a little swaying and crumbling.

Everyone was shocked

"Your Highness, Third Prince, what's wrong with you?"

"Why is your face so pale?"

……

His Royal Highness the Third Prince touched Liang Liang's chest and said painfully:"We lost another game, I feel uncomfortable!"

"Your Highness, this is not your fault. Who would have thought of the abnormal weather?"

"We did not lose to Dawu, but to God's will. Don't take this matter to heart!"

"Your Highness, cheer up, you cannot fall!"

"You are our pillar, you must support us!"

……

His Royal Highness the Third Prince felt warm in his heart as he felt everyone's care and concern, and showed a forced smile:"Thank you for your comfort, I feel much better!" At this time,

Lin Beifan's wild ridicule came over:"Thank you for your comfort, everyone. I feel much better!" I've already performed abnormally, but you still can't win? You, Da Yan, are so rubbish that I will look at you differently! Haha!" His Highness the

Third Prince vomited blood in anger:"Pfft!"

That day, Lin Beifan led Dawu to win two games in a row. The news spread quickly.

The whole people cheered, sang and danced

"We win again!"

"Winning 4 games in a row, the win is so beautiful, the wine sacrifice is awesome!"

"In the future, who dares to say that we are not good at martial arts?"

……

The delegation from Dayan was devastated, feeling very uncomfortable, and their energy and spirit were completely destroyed.

The third prince couldn't say anything to comfort him, because he was the one who was hurt the most.

After paying such a huge price, not only did we not get a good result, but we lost even worse than yesterday and felt even more aggrieved!

And twice in a row, we lost to him!

I have the heart to want to die!