Magic Painting 41

  Back to school, Xiaoming spent most of his time in the academy's library and training ground, apart from attending classes at Qingyun Tower every day. This almost crazy training and reading also brought great benefits to Xiaoming.

  Xia Mingzheng and Tang Ge are together, this guy often comes to Xia Ming's class to wait for him, under the guise of being good brothers going to and from school together, but in fact he just wants to take a glance at Freya.

  Freya has left, Tang Ge reluctantly gazed at Freya's back for a while, the unspoken meaning in his eyes left Xia Ming speechless.

  It wasn't until a while later that Tang Ge finally came back to his senses, and he patted Xia Ming's shoulder, saying: "Right, I just got some news - the pharmaceutical conference that old scoundrel Soros mentioned last time is starting tomorrow at our school! I heard many teachers from our college will be attending, and even Principal Luo will be going to watch!"

  Xiu Si's support for this pharmaceutical conference was unexpectedly grand, and it was even held within the Cang Yan Academy. This news undoubtedly left Xia Ming somewhat surprised.

  As for Dean Rog, he is a renowned powerhouse on the mainland, one of the legendary mages, and the helmsman of the Azure Flame Academy. He is a legendary figure with countless honors to his name. However, according to Anthony, Dean Rog is very close to him and has even told Xiaoming that if he ever gets into trouble, he should go straight to Rog.

  "It seems that Su has really splurged this time, even Dean Rogge is shocked, what a big deal!" Tang Ge sighed and laughed: "Younger brother, it's not easy for you to make a name for yourself at the Pharmaceutical Conference this time!"

  Xia Ming smiled, the Eternal Book recorded all magic potion knowledge below level 7, he still had some confidence.

  "Alright, anyway the competition doesn't start until tomorrow, let's just forget about those annoying things for now. Little bro, I'll take you to a great place, tonight there's going to be a huge party! Tong Ge said with a sly smile, "Those guys from the student union have finally done something good, they've organized a party with almost all the beauties from our college attending, let's go join in on the fun!"

  "Let's go, nothing more to say, let's take a look!"

  Tang Ge pulled Xia Ming out without saying a word and walked through the streets and alleys of the college, directly to a wine building.

  As soon as I entered the wine house, it was indeed another world.

  The lights were bright, the hall was spacious, and at least hundreds of students gathered inside, filled with fine wine and delicacies. And indeed, as Tang Ge said - there were many beauties.

  Most of the people attending the banquet were senior students from the academy. Xia Ming also saw several familiar faces, which were some senior female students who had met at the Qingyun Tower.

  "How about this, isn't it great?" Tang Ge smiled complacently: "Look at that fire magic woman wearing the flame long gown, doesn't she look cool..."

  Tang Ge's voice was not disguised and was heard by the fire magic beauty, who turned her head to reveal a delicate face and sapphire-like blue eyes - truly a little beauty. She glared at Tang Ge and Xiaoming with a fierce expression, but Tang Ge didn't think it was shameful and instead thought it was impressive, whistling loudly. The fire magic user stomped her foot in anger and ran off directly.

  Xia Ming pulled the enthusiastic Tang Ge, this guy just can't change this bad habit. Xia Ming pointed to a large circle of people surrounding them and asked: "What are they doing?"

  The place Xiaoming pointed to was surrounded by a group of people, three layers inside and three layers outside, so crowded that it was hard to squeeze in. From time to time, there were bursts of applause and cheers, which was the most eye-catching place in the whole banquet.

  "Oh, that's a special program for our college banquet, magical painting!" Tang Ge looked at Xia Ming with a curious face and explained: "You think about it, generally banquets need programs to liven things up, but after all, it's a banquet, martial arts are too violent, so we can only play elegant literary and artistic games!"

  "Magic painting is like this, magic painting, hehe, in fact, it's just using magic to paint on special dragon blood paper. This requires a high level of control over one's magical power and spiritual energy for the magician. The better you paint, the more pure your control over your magical power and spiritual energy is, and naturally, your strength will also be greater!"

  Xia Ming's eyes lit up.

  This is quite a fresh attempt, wanting to use magic to paint a moving picture on a small piece of dragon blood paper, the difficulty is naturally extremely high. If it were on the ground or a hard object, you would only need to use magic to transform it, and ordinary magic apprentices can do it. But if it's on a thin sheet of paper, even a slight mistake will ruin the paper, requiring extremely high control over magic.

  To put it bluntly, this has nothing to do with painting at all. After all, any magician can use magic to create a perfect painting. What's being tested here is the control over magical power.

  So-called dragon blood paper is a type of paper that has been soaked in dragon's blood, which can store magical power and is often used to make magic scrolls. Of course, the dragon's blood paper is not actually made with real dragon's blood, but rather with the blood of lesser dragons, whose bloodlines are diluted.

  "How about it, Xiaoming? Are you interested in giving it a try?"

  "Go take a look!"

  Xia Ming arrived with interest, and the two of them squeezed into the crowd with great difficulty. All they heard was a burst of surprise and murmurs from the crowd. When they looked closely, they saw a tall young man holding up a freshly completed painting scroll, which happened to be a landscape of Qing Shui Lake.

  The painting depicts a beautiful lake scene with lush greenery and majestic mountains. The soft blue water sparkles, reflecting the surrounding landscape, creating an almost three-dimensional effect. Even Xia Ming couldn't help but admit that this was a masterpiece.

  This does not necessarily mean that the painter's painting skills are superb, but it means that the young man's magical and spiritual control of painting has reached an astonishing level.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, this painting was highly acclaimed as soon as it was completed.

  "It's no wonder it's a Luo Jia, this painting is simply perfect!"

  "Yes, judging from this painting, Luo Jia has made progress again in the past year, it's really impressive..."

  "Last school year Luo Jia was eleventh in the Magic Warrior Tournament, this year he'll probably make it into the top ten."

  The applause was endless, but Xia Ming's heart was moved. The Luo Jia who painted this picture was actually the eleventh place in the previous Magic Martial Arts Conference!

  He came to the Cang Yan Academy this time with a mission from the Sacred Council, and his goal was to get the top three in the Magic Warrior Conference, while Luo Jia in front of him was the eleventh place in the last Magic Warrior Conference.

  Tang Ge whispered to Xia Ming on the side, "This Luo Jia is a second-year student in our college, a water system magician, I heard that his cultivation is very good, and he is quite famous in your magic department..."

  Xia Ming nodded clearly, gazing at the remaining dragon blood paper on the field, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

  Luojia smiled politely and thanked everyone, patted the head of his pet, a first-class magical beast, the rare Thunder Eagle.

  Xia Ming rubbed his nose, Luo Jia might be a decent opponent.

  At this time, another stir came from the field, and following the most obvious place of the stir, Xia Ming unexpectedly found a familiar shadow.

  Su Weiwei!

  Since parting ways in the Forest of Green Worms, he had never seen him again, but even while cultivating magic in the Azure Cloud Tower, Xia Ming would still often hear this name from others.

  "It's actually Miss Weiwei..."

  "She actually came too."

  The boys in the field reacted differently, as if they had smelled a fishy smell like wild cats, while the girls were all on high alert.

  Even in such a banquet, Su Weiwei was still wearing that silver armor, those eyes that shone with spirituality were as clear as ever, her temperament was cold and elegant, surpassing all the other girls.

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