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And her smile had already stunned those who had been staring at her: she was laughing!

"She's beautiful!"

"She's so friendly!"

"You don't put on any airs."

"Goddess!"

"Am I dreaming?"

"All of you, quickly take a look. Stop blanking out!"

"Look, Dongfang Ning’er is starting to paint. Oh my god! She's really drawing!"

A loud voice reminded everyone that something had happened.

"Wow ~"

Immediately, everyone stood up and looked dazedly at Dongfang Ning. What was she doing? No, she was drawing. She was drawing bamboo!

Not only the audience, even the few judges seated high up in the back could not help but stand up.

But she was really drawing!

With a brush in her hand, Dongfang Ning drew in the air in front of her table.

Without paper, she drew in the air, and everyone could see that wherever the tip of her pen went, lines would appear. Those lines seemed to be automatically combining, and then she drew out the solid bamboo, which then stood upright in the air!

Silence!

The silence was terrifyingly quiet, and everyone was dumbstruck. No one made a sound to disturb the fairy who was painting out of thin air. It was as if they were afraid of scaring her away.

Wherever the tip of the brush went, a lifelike bamboo shoot up into the air following her hand gesture.

A wind blew, as if bamboo leaves were rustling in the wind.

"Too godly ~"

"What kind of painting is this?"

"Wuu …" This old man has lived for so many years, and I've finally seen the words' drawn out of thin air 'in the ancient books. "This trip was not in vain, it was not in vain ~"

"NO!" "It's not like that. You're just playing tricks on us!"

Xiang Yinrong cried in disbelief. That wasn't true. Dongfang Ning’er clearly didn't know anything, she was just an idiot. She had obviously grown up in the countryside, so why would she draw pictures out of thin air?

"It's not true, it's not true!" Xiang Yinrong shook her head as she cried. She couldn't even care less about her reputation. That was impossible!

"You said that I'm going to use a trick, but how do I use a trick?" Dongfang Ning calmly replied. She waved her hand and turned her brush to stop drawing bamboo. Two swallows appeared between the bamboos as they flew through the air …

"Oh my god, this painting is alive! It's alive!"

"They're really alive! Those two birds are flying!"

The entire scene was three-dimensional, transparent, and visible from any angle!

From any perspective, it looked like it was real, with different scenes appearing from different angles!

The entire audience was shocked ~

The old man who only loved bamboo in his life was dumbfounded as he mumbled, "This is a painting, an absolutely masterpiece that has never been seen before!"

"Master Xiang, I'm sorry. If I didn't mention the Empress' victory in this situation, everyone in the world would have beaten me to death."

"I hereby announce Dongfang Ning’er's victory!"

The moment he said this, everyone cheered and most of them smiled happily. Of course, other than those who had placed heavy bets, although they had sullen faces, their eyes were still fixated on the painting in front of Dongfang Ning.

This was a miracle!

He could brag for the rest of his life!

"Thank you for your pen."

Dongfang Ning didn't care what others said, she returned the brush to the stupefied scholar and left the scene. The painting was left on the spot for them to see as much as they could.

"This is a miracle. I heard that the painting can only last for four hours. Everyone, hurry up and take a look!"

"What the hell? It's winter right now, but the swallow inside is flying around the bamboo all the time …"

"She really is an immortal! She's the one who concealed her strength!"

"I think it's best for Miss Xiang not to continue. Otherwise, it will only be more humiliating …"

"If she wants to be relegated, she's dreaming!"

Some people reached out to touch that bamboo, but they were completely unable to do so. It was as if they were hanging there in the air, untouchable.

"This old man is impressed!"

"This is done in public. There is no doubt about it!"

Not only these old men, the three old men from Dongfang Ning's family didn't even count the money as they ran into the arena to look at the 'painting'.

"Hahaha, this is my daughter!"

"This is my granddaughter!"

"This is the work of my Yan Family's grandson's wife."

"Men, spread the paper. I want to copy them as a souvenir!"

Dongfang Ning's move once again made her name known to the world. This was a result that she had never thought of before. In fact, she just wanted to win, her family could not lose to the ancients because of this.

Xiang Yinrong went into a daze for a long time after she returned home. She didn't believe it!

So what if she didn't believe it? The facts were laid out in front of her. The judge, who had collected the benefits from her family, gave the money back to Xiang Canghai and said, "People can't fight against the heavens.

So what if Xiang Canghai was half-dead? He had no choice but to consider whether or not to continue this competition. If it continued, he would have nothing left …

"Miss, the old master is here!"

Xiang Yinrong still wanted to live in the palace, which made it difficult for Xiang Canghai to see her. This place wasn't as easy as the ones in Mountain City, back then everything was still unstable, and the others had more or less given him face with Xiang Cheng. And now, what did he count as?

His only advantage was his interpersonal relationship which was intertwined and intertwined. He had connections with all the major powers, after all, he had gotten the right to use all the weapons the world needed three years ago.

"Yingrong will go with father. The emperor is a saint, so there's no need for you to think too much into it. After you go back, father will find a good wife for you …"

"Dad, just give your daughter one more chance. This time, it was her that used the demonic technique. Your daughter had looked up the ancient book and didn't say anything about 'painting out of thin air'. This is all fake, completely fake!" It was her luck that won this game,0

Father, if you want me to admit defeat, aren't you going to lose everything with regards to Xiang Cheng as well? It would be better to let our daughter continue to compete … "

"Your two elder brothers' legs still need her help to reconnect them. You can't mess around with this matter anymore!"

"Dad, you don't love your daughter anymore, wuu …" "I don't want to live anymore … sob …"

Xiang Yinrong cried. She had been waiting for this day for four years. It should have been four years ago. Who knew that when Dongfang Ning disappeared, her youth would be wasted waiting for Yan Wuzhan to fall in love?

How could she be willing to give up just like that?

"That's right, old master. Please help me out. Besides, you might not lose. There are still five matches left, right?"

"Shut up!"

Xiang Canghai glared fiercely at Zi'er: "She has been pampered since she was young, and you girls don't know how to persuade her when she did wrong. It's good now, I'll throw the entire Xiang Cheng in her hands!"

After he finished cursing, he glared at them fiercely before finally leaving helplessly. His daughter was still crying, but in his heart, he was still unwilling to part with her.

This situation made the people in the dark laugh. As long as you, Xiang Canghai, are forced into a corner, do you still fear that you will not help me restore my country?

"Brother Xiao, your smile is suspicious. Could it be that you have some sort of plan?"

"What's there to laugh about? The whole world wants to capture me to go back and get the bounty. It's all thanks to that little girl!"

"Hahaha, she is indeed a rare talent. In the future, don't touch her again. When everything is done, I'll return the West Mountains to you."

"You're laughing at me. If I remember correctly, Heir Lu's surname is also Fang!"

"Yeah, I owe her a lot, so it's best if you don't have any ideas about her."

Lu Sicong, the husband of Wei Qingxian, the one who was once intoxicated and whom he called "Fang Drunk", did not expect that after his marriage to Wei Qingxian, his clansmen would find him and ask him to fight for his country. Thus, he had no choice but to stand opposite Dongfang Ning.

He still had his own selfish thoughts: Dongfang Ning’er shouldn't be Yan Wuzhan's, it should be his, Lu Sicong's!

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