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Volume One: Eastward to a Different World, Chapter 150: A wave of the brush shocks the world

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    One card determines the outcome!  This is the only rule for the competition between Lin Dong and Jin Fenglie. Normally, the competition between card makers is to use a detector to detect the combat value of both sides' cards. The party with the higher combat value wins, but this time it will be based on actual combat.  It's a formal duel, because in Shuangyue Continent, no detector can evaluate the cards made by card god-level masters.  Both parties can each choose an agent to control the cards. Jin Fenglie invited Su Xing, the president of the Battle Card Masters Association. Su Xing is fifty-one years old and is at the peak age of a battle card master. Speaking of which, he and the Royal Card Academy  Dean Su Qingteng is also a cousin, belonging to the Su family, one of the six major families in the north. His level has reached an unprecedented eleventh level, and he is the only super god of war in the world!  For the sake of fairness, the duel was held at the neutral martial arts arena of the Card Master Association. This martial arts arena is the size of more than a dozen football fields. All the floors are made of hard black rock steel and can accommodate 30,000 people.  audience.  In addition to the 5,000 complimentary tickets, the other 25,000 tickets were entrusted to the Rolling Stone Auction House for auction in order to maximize profits.  No need to ask, all this was naturally Lin Dong¡¯s idea. Don¡¯t look at this small ticket. With this ticket, you can not only witness with your own eyes who is the number one card god in mainland China, but it is also a serious face issue.  This is like a top event in mainland China, where only the top people can attend.  Even Lin Dong did not expect that 25,000 tickets would actually fetch a sky-high price of 30 billion pesos, with the average ticket price exceeding one million!  This money is just a drop in the bucket for the empty national treasury, but Lin Dong has other ideas. People who can spend millions of pesos to buy a ticket are undoubtedly the top people in the mainland. These people are the most important potential customers of war bonds.  , if these people can take the lead in buying war bonds, it will undoubtedly greatly mobilize the enthusiasm of the entire empire to buy.  It¡¯s nine o¡¯clock sharp.  The 30,000 seats in the martial arts arena are crowded with people, with excited faces and fiery eyes. They are waiting for the birth of another legend in the mainland.  "Ms. Monica, I wonder who you hope will win the title of the No. 1 Card God in Mainland China?" A rather philistine-looking fat man asked a beautifully dressed lady beside him.  The weather in early spring is quite cool, and this Miss Monica is actually shaking a velvet fan openly. She is wearing a high-end silk fabric dress, covered with jewels, and she looks very dazzling sitting in the crowd.  "It's a pity that a big mole at the corner of her mouth makes the beautiful Miss Monica a bit cunning. Her fan is used to cover the unexpected mole most of the time.  "It's no need to ask. Of course I support Master Jin Fenglie. He is a level 10 card god. Lin Dong will definitely die in an ugly way this time." Miss Monica shook her feather fan lightly and said with some schadenfreude in her words.  The philistine-looking fat man snorted coldly, "Hmph! You actually support the old man named Jin! We are facing a powerful enemy. As the president of the Card Creators Association, this old immortal has no regard for the safety of the mainland. It's really irritating.  Extremely bad! Miss Monica, I, Fatty Tang, have misjudged you!¡± ¡°You support Jin Fenglie!¡± ¡°There¡¯s nothing wrong with your eyes!¡± ¡°This girl is definitely not a good person if she¡¯s in a relationship with a snake named Jin!  "It goes without saying, look at how frivolous she is dressed!" When many strangers heard that Miss Monica supported Jin Fenglie, they all mocked and even cursed her. When had Miss Monica ever experienced this?  Feeling aggrieved, she pinched her waist with both hands and shouted to the crowd around her like an evil woman: "Jin Fenglie is my uncle, you are not allowed to call me uncle! Otherwise I will ask him to arrest you all!" Bang!  Before she finished speaking, a banana peel fell on her face, and the sticky half of the banana was stuffed into her small cherry mouth.     Snapped!  Snapped!  Snapped!  Half-drunk coffee, eggs, and even a pair of slippers were thrown at her. It would have been fine if she didn't say that Jin Fenglie was her uncle. Unfortunately, she not only showed her identity but also tried to bully others, which caused public outrage.  Miss Monica¡¯s pretty face turned red, and her beautiful white dress became colorful. A few minutes ago, she was as confident as a princess, but now, she is more like a clown.  "You bastards! Wait for me!" Miss Monica said a harsh word, covered her face and cried away. Inadvertently, snap!  The heel of the crystal-encrusted high-heeled shoes broke. She held on to the seat to prevent her from falling. She took off her shoes and ran out of the crowd barefoot. The crowd burst into laughter.  , the guard in charge of security put a smile on his face, turned his eyes to the side, and pretended not to see this scene. ?????????????????The man in his thirties wearing glasses sighed deeply and said to himself: "Fortunately, I don't have the badge of the Card Creators Association. I might as well consider quitting the Card Creators Association." Sitting next to him was a second-level student.  The teenage boy said: "I think you seem to be quite sympathetic to Miss Monica. You are not from the Card Makers Association, are you?" People around him looked at the bespectacled man with unkind eyes.  The bespectacled man's heart was beating wildly, and he said sternly to the young man: "You are not allowed to insult me! You are from the Card Creators Association, and your whole family is from the Card Creators Association!" People around him applauded.  , praised the man with glasses for his words, and the man with glasses secretly wiped his sweat, "It's better to quit the Card Makers Association quickly, it's too dangerous!" His Majesty Joseph and other celebrities from the mainland were sitting on the rostrum, except for the Winter Moon Empire  Among these big guys, giants such as the Academy Federation, Battle Card Masters Association, Qiuyue Empire and Family Federation also had many heavyweights attending this event.  Among the seats in the Family Federation, Li Taiyun, the head of the Linhai Li family, was impressively present. The last time Lin Dong killed his son on Whale Island, although Li Taiyun didn't know the truth, he held a grudge and fell in love with Lin Dong.  Who would have thought that Lin Dong, a little person more than a year ago, would now be the prince of the Dongyue Empire, and would even challenge the mainland's No. 1 Card God. Now, even if Lin Dong clearly admits that he killed Li Taiyun's only son, Li Taiyun  They can only accept it helplessly. In the face of absolute strength, even a giant as powerful as the Linhai Li family can only bow their heads.  There are two emperors, four kings and nine families. In Shuangyue Continent, the two most powerful royal families are of course Dongyue Qiuyue, and then there are the mysterious four kings. The existence of the four kings has always been a legend in the continent, and there are different opinions.  It is said that the ancestors of these four kings were all Ian Karim's capable men. After the Continental War, these four major families disappeared across the vast continent. After more than two thousand years, the strength of these four hidden families has long been lost.  People know it, but why did they choose to hide from the world after they became famous?  This is even more of a mystery.  But no one dares to underestimate the strength of these four secret families. Many people believe that these four families exist, but they just hide aside and watch the changes in the world.  The nine major aristocratic families in the world are divided into three southern families and six northern families. The three southern families are the most powerful, followed by the Yuan family, and the He family, the killer family, is the second most powerful.  The six northern families, Bo, Leng, Zhou, Wu, Su, Li, and Li are only ranked last among the six great families in Dongyue.  Lin Dong is the prince of the Dongyue Empire. Although his surname is not Ian, as the only prince with a different surname in Dongyue, Lin Dong's status is by no means inferior to anyone in the Ian family.  Li Taiyun was heartbroken when he thought of his son who died tragically on Whale Island. He looked at Su Qingteng in the distance with unkind eyes. Lin Dong and Su Qingteng were undoubtedly the most responsible for the death of his beloved son. It was a pity that he did not dare to do either of them.  move.  Li Taiyun clenched his fists tightly, his face was livid. The last thing he wanted to see today was Lin Dong defeating Jin Fengli. Seeing that his enemy was getting stronger and stronger, to the point where there was no hope of revenge, how could Li Taiyun not be worried.  An old man slowly walked out of the center of the field. This old man was about sixty years old. He was short and fat, with a big red face and looked energetic.  Because this competition involves two major interest groups, the Winter Moon Empire and the Card Creators Association, both the venue and the notary are handled by people other than the two giants.  This old man is none other than Bo Xiangtian, the president of the Family Federation. It is reasonable for the respected Bo Xiangtian to preside over this duel that attracts worldwide attention.  Bo Xiangtian walked to the loudspeaker card machine, cleared his throat and said, "The time has come. The card-making duel between Master Jin Fenglie and Master Lin Dong begins now." Warm applause broke out in the stands, and even His Majesty Joseph stood up  He stood up and clapped excitedly, and the huge sound field spread throughout the world.  "First of all, please invite two masters to make cards here on site for two hours. There are no restrictions on what raw materials to use and what cards to make. Let both parties show their strengths freely." "First of all, please show up as the current president of the Card Creators Association.  Master Jin Fenglie! "Shh" The crowd burst into loud boos, and even Jin Fenglie's die-hard fans lowered their heads and pretended not to see it.  Jin Fenglie wore a white robe and walked into the venue amidst huge boos. His face was livid. The dignified president of the Card Makers Association and the God of Cards in Mainland China would be booed by these people. It was simply unimaginable.  things.  Mainland residents have always admired card makers. Jin Fengli, as the first and only president of the Card Makers Association in mainland China to be booed in more than two thousand years, naturally does not look good. ?Vice President Wang Guangde felt very uncomfortable sitting on the podium. This time, he was the only representative of the Card Creators Association. Although many hawkish card makers also had tickets, most of them were sitting as ordinary spectators. They were not willing to sit there.  At this time, I was scolded on behalf of the Card Creators Association.  "Please allow me to solemnly introduce to you all, the one who appears below is the Prince of the Winter Moon Empire, the commander of the Purple Flame Legion, the first legion in the mainland, and he is currently the only one in the mainland who is dual-skilled in combat card production.  A ninth-level master! In the history of Shuangyue Continent, there are only two people who have achieved this kind of cultivation. The first one is our extremely noble Holy King Ian Karim, and the next one" "Lin Dong!" "  Lin Dong!¡± ¡°Lin Dong!¡± The huge noise made the entire martial arts arena boil. The voice was far louder than Bo Xiangtian¡¯s voice. Bo Xiangtian shut his mouth in a wise manner. There was no need to explain anything. The crowd¡¯s voice had already explained it.  everything.  Lin Dong walked into the martial arts arena with a smile on his face, walking unhurriedly, calmly and firmly.  Jin Fenglie's face turned purple. The old man Bo Xiangtian obviously favored Lin Dong. He only used a few words to introduce himself as the president of the Card Makers Association, but when it was Lin Dong's turn, he spoke a lot excitedly.  He made no secret of his admiration for Lin Dong.  Li Taiyun snorted coldly and sat there with his eyes closed to rest. How could he stay calm in such a heated scene? He just didn't want to see Lin Dong being proud.  Ye Zi and Jessica were sitting together, and beside them was Ye Yuxuan, Ye Zi¡¯s mother. Their seats were a little behind the rostrum, where all the top wealthy businessmen from mainland China were sitting.  Regardless of the image, Jessica jumped up and shouted Lin Dong's name excitedly. Normally, others would be excited to see Jessica appear, but today, Jessica actually became a fan of Lin Dong.  Ye Zi is relatively shy, clenching her hands tightly on her chest and shaking uncontrollably. In fact, her excitement is no less than Jessica's, but Ye Zi's expression is more reserved.  Ye Yuxuan looked at the performance of his daughter and Jessica, with both joy and helplessness on his face. He was happy that Ye Zi could finally be with his beloved, but he was helpless that Ye Zi was not Lin Dong's only woman.  There were tables and chairs in the center of the venue. Lin Dong and Jin Fenglie sat opposite each other. Lin Dong arranged the raw materials neatly and nodded kindly to Jin Fenglie.  Jin Fenglie looked at the paintbrush [Jingrui] on Lin Dong's table with some confusion. As a dignified god, Jin Fenglie naturally saw that [Jingrui] was a top-notch paintbrush. This brush was even higher quality than the [Yanhuang] in Jin Fenglie's hand.  Be higher.  The same blank cards, the same paints, the only differences are their respective brushes.  "Blank cards and paints were all exchanged from Lin Dong. Even the brushes are from Lin Dong. I am the president of the Card Makers Association and have inexhaustible resources. However, Lin Dong  The things in Dong's hands are better than mine, and I don't know where he got them." Jin Fenglie thought angrily that even these details would make him depressed, which shows how petty Jin Fenglie is.  Following Bo Xiangtian¡¯s order, Lin Dong and Jin Fenglie used their own methods to make cards.  Lin Dong already had a good idea of ??what kind of card to make, and all the details had been considered thoroughly. He stared at the card in his hand intently, and the noise of the martial arts field had long been forgotten. No matter how cloudy and rainy, I remained calm in the face of danger.  The brush is like a light butterfly dancing on the blank card, leaving behind sharp lines like blades. Every straight line and every turn makes people's blood boil. Such a strong and powerful brushwork seems to tear the air apart.  .  Lin Dong is as focused as an old monk in trance. He only has lines in his eyes and structures in his heart. No one can disturb his selfless creative state. Even if thunder explodes above his head, it will not let Lin Dong hold the brush.  Even a millimeter off.  Even if a naked beauty walked past Lin Dong, Lin Dong would never look at her.  In contrast, Jin Fenglie was not so focused. His eyes glanced at Lin Dong from time to time. The more focused Lin Dong was, the more irritable Jin Fenglie felt.  ¡°Lin Dong¡¯s expression when he was making the card was so charming!¡± Jessica held her chest with both hands and said dreamily.  Ye Zi nodded repeatedly, "Yes, he is so focused, as if he does not belong to this world." Lin Dong's writing speed became faster and faster, and slowly the brush in Lin Dong's hand became no longer light, but became like a tornado  As furious as he was, his arms swung wider and wider, like a precision plotter, dancing crazily!  Thirty thousand pairs of eyes looked directly at Lin Dong¡¯s selfless devotion. The crowd was stunned. Just watching Lin Dong draw the card would give people a sense of wonder.It was a suffocating feeling, and people's hearts were beating wildly with the crazy waving brush in Lin Dong's hand!  The lines on the card began to become more and more dense, like huge waves, one wave after another, one wave as tight as the other!  Continuous!     Shock!  Extremely shocked!  Whether they are card-making masters or ordinary people, everyone is intoxicated by Lin Dong's card-making process, as if they are the brush in Lin Dong's hands. Each of Lin Dong's blade-like lines is not drawn on the card, but engraved on it.  On top of everyone's heart.  With a curved hook written by Lin Dong, everyone's heads will tilt to the side, and with a straight line, everyone will stretch their necks.  The martial arts arena with 30,000 people became silent, and even the birds flying in the sky were infected. They glided past and tried not to flap their wings.  Only the cool wind in spring makes a quiet low whistle from time to time.  The brush in Lin Dong¡¯s hand can no longer be described as fast, it is simply dazzling!  His hair swayed gently in the wind, covering his face and making him look crazy!  No one knows how long it has been, time seems to have stood still.  Suddenly!  [Jingrui] in Lin Dong's hand left the card and drew a beautiful line in the air.     Snapped!  ¡¾Jingrui¡¿ placed it gently on the table and made a small sound.  Although the sound is soft, it reaches everyone's eardrums and hearts.  The moment Lin Dong stopped writing, the air condensed and his heartbeat stopped.  A faint light flashed past this card.  A faint light, but as dazzling as the sun.  Lin Dong raised his arm very naturally and wiped the sweat from his forehead.  The corner of his mouth raised an arc that was not easy to detect. This arc was like a sky hook, lifting people's hearts into their throats.  It¡¯s stuck!
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