Chapter 398 Han Siming

"Jiang Chen, I hope you will communicate with other people through your divine sense for a while."

Just after Yu Chihong's provocation ended, another person stood up from the crowd and said to Jiang Chen.

"Don't get me wrong, I am very grateful for your help just now, but it is not as good as giving someone a fish. What I want more is to get your share of acumen."

In contrast, his attitude is much more friendly.

"Yes, this is your choice." Jiang Chen said calmly.

"Get to know me, my name is Han Siming." He said.

"Han Siming!"

The people around were shocked by this name, and someone asked: "Are you Han Siming who is ranked 47th on the Dragon Ranking?"

"it's me."

Han Siming nodded, his face was smooth and fair, revealing a sharp-edged sternness.

Under the gaze of others, neither arrogant nor humble, his expression is as usual.

Because they couldn't see each other's realm in the courtyard, if they hadn't reported each other's names, they really wouldn't have noticed such a person.

The top 50 and bottom 50 of the Rising Dragon List are the watershed.

The fiftieth person is several times stronger than the fifty-first person.

The reason is that many arrogant people do not want to leave traces of their names in the back position, and want to rush to the front in one go.

The top fifty is most of the bottom line.

It also makes the top fifty strong.

"Then, whoever is willing to listen to my suggestion, and whoever is not, please make a statement, and let me know." Jiang Chen said.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Han Siming's example was admirable, but it was related to their vital interests, and they didn't have much confidence to rely on themselves.

"I do not need."

"Me too."

"And I."

Of course, there were also people who followed Han Siming, and when they raised their hands, people realized that they were all members of the first-level ranking list.

To Jiang Chen's surprise, Yin Shuang didn't make a statement, and still chose to listen to himself.

"You should take a look at your lottery," the old man said.

Hearing his reminder, other people took out the sticks, some were puzzled, and some people's faces changed drastically.

For the person whose face has not changed, the four words on the sign are still: a little success.

But for another group of people, the above words became: first glimpse of the door.

Their Tianwu artistic conception has actually dropped!

It is the improvement brought by artistic conception martial arts to change the difficulty of Tianwu artistic conception.

"For the next day, digest today's content well." The old man said.

Everyone had no opinion and chose to sit on the ground one after another.

Artistic conception martial arts refers to the degree of mastery of the attribute elements that exist between heaven and earth.

The way of martial arts is swords, fists, spears and sticks.

Artistic conception of martial arts helps the way of martial arts.

The way of martial arts is combined with the unity of heaven and man to form the artistic conception of heaven and martial arts.

The words on Jiang Chen's stick have not changed, but he can also feel the influence brought about by the promotion of Jin's artistic conception.

After a day and a night, those who had regressed on the lottery chased back, and the others remained the same, but they all clearly felt that their combat power had become stronger.

Under the leadership of the old man, everyone came to the second room.

One by one desks are placed there, forming a circle, with drawing paper, pens and ink placed on them.

Inside surrounded by the desk, all kinds of weapons are suspended in the air.

"Imitate the weapons of your martial arts." The old man said.

"But senior, I don't know how to draw."

Painting is not something that can be drawn just by looking at it. There are many skills in it. Without practice, you can't even write a pen.

"You can take your time. There are a lot of papers. This time you have three days." The old man said.

Hearing this, many people complained in agony, and immediately looked at their monitor for help.

Jiang Chen walked to the front of the desk, stared at those weapons, and felt the profound meaning in them.

After a while, he turned around and said to some people through his spiritual sense: "Don't worry, painting skills are irrelevant, because we don't have to draw to comprehend, but we can draw after comprehending."

Once comprehended, stroke by stroke will be clear, and weapons can be easily drawn.

His words gave hope to many worried people, one by one immediately came to the desk, observed through the train of thought given by Jiang Chen, and found that it was indeed the case.

The ecstatic faces made Yu Chihong's face ashen.

He also doesn't know how to draw and is struggling.

Confused, he looked at those people who were suddenly enlightened and smiling, feeling uncomfortable.

"I can do it too."

Thinking like this, Yu Chihong sat on the edge of a desk, holding a paintbrush, but when his eyes touched the white paper, his mind went blank.

After waiting for about half an hour, he didn't think of the key.

"Wufang will not embarrass others, painting skills are not the key."

So, he turned his eyes to the weapon, and his soul condensed away. Not long after, along with the sword intent, many traces seemed to appear on the white paper.

His pen fell on the trace, and he quickly saw some details of the hilt.

"I see."

Yu Chihong felt relieved, but when he looked at Jiang Chen who was sitting across from him, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

"This guy must have a lot to do with Wufang. If you know this in advance, let him be the squad leader to show off!"

He wouldn't believe that Jiang Chen was so smart to see the key at a glance.

His eyes fell on Yin Shuang who was beside Jiang Chen again, he noticed this beauty when she came.

It was precisely to attract Yinshuang's attention that he said the words "A cat and a dog" to stand out.

But now, Yinshuang and Jiang Chen are getting closer.

Although the two didn't talk much. But Yu Chihong noticed the admiration and respect in Yinshuang's eyes.

"After you go out, I will trample you under my feet and see how you deal with yourself!" Yu Chihong thought secretly.

"Um?"

During this distraction, Yu Chihong found that all the traces in his heart had disappeared, and he was unable to write.

"Do you want to finish it in one go?"

Yu Chihong couldn't help thinking that it was the same when looking at other people, he couldn't care less about other things, tightened his mind, and focused on the brush.

After several hours, everyone was exhausted and complaining.

Although drawing skills are not required, every time a pen is written, it is extremely powerful.

And even if it is only the last stroke, once it is interrupted, it has to start all over again. After repeated several times, people are about to collapse.

Fortunately, looking at the side of their squad leader's desk, there are also white papers that have been crumpled into balls, it seems that things are not going well.

"Take a break, don't think that you will be fine after painting, you still need to paint through the artistic conception martial arts just now."

"Three days is not an easy task." The old man said.

"Senior, have you been like this for the past fifteen days? Don't you eat or drink?" When everyone was resting, someone asked curiously.

"What? Are you still afraid of dying of starvation and thirst at the Heaven-reaching Realm?" the old man asked with great interest.

The man sneered and stopped talking.

Even if it is a high-intensity work in the Tongtian Realm, it is no problem to not eat, drink or sleep for fifteen days in a row, let alone rest like this.

The key is that some of these people come from powerful forces, and they would drink tea and eat cakes every day, and when they became interested, they would also eat a delicious meal specially prepared for practitioners.