He didn't expect that the master would have such high expectations for him, and at the same time he felt a little confused.

Taking a deep breath, Huan Chang asked: "Dare you ask the master, how much can you enter the Tao with calligraphy and painting?"

Xu Wang asked back: "Have you ever heard the story of adding the finishing touch?"

Huan Chang has been well-read since childhood, so he naturally knew the story of finishing the highlights, so he nodded fiercely.

Xu Wang didn't answer, took the brush from Huan Chang's hand, came to the drawing board, closed his eyes and brewed for a while, and then suddenly moved.

Xu Wang's movements were so fast that Huan Chang only felt that Xu Wang's arm turned into countless afterimages. Not long after, a divine dragon appeared on the rice paper.

Although this dragon is lifelike, it has no eyes.

"I'm optimistic."

Xu Wang shouted softly, his right hand trembled slightly, and slowly drew eyes on the dragon.

The next moment after his eyes were finished drawing, the dragon on the rice paper came alive, let out a dragon roar, and rushed directly towards Huan Chang.
Chapter completed!