The laboratory became extremely quiet, and everyone stared at Zhang Long breathlessly, only the probe in Zhang Long's hand scratched the metal and made a slight rustling sound.

Just like a master calligrapher writing with a pen on white paper, the flowing water flows without any hindrance, the sharp pen tip of the probe flows past, and the shallow lines appear on the metal without scratching. The crumbs are not rough at all, just like the traces of the hardest things pressed on the soft mud, so natural.

The rounded arc, the straightness of the advance, and the almost absolute circular intersection at the intersection, each of them has reached an incomparable level.

The most shocking thing is the speed in Zhang Long's hand. His arm is suspended above the long sword and moves in parallel from left to right, but his wrist is flying up and down freely as if he had no bones. Appeared on the silver-white blade quickly, as fast as printing.

"A master, definitely a master-level master!" Someone took a deep breath and sighed with difficulty.

"He, he is from the Science and Wushu Federation. I said that I have never seen it before. This level must be a sculptor above five stars." Someone shook his head and echoed.

"Hush... Keep your voice down, are you all stupid? Don't you know that the most important thing for a sculptor is to concentrate? Don't interrupt him." Another person put his finger on his lips and lowered his voice to scold.

"It's okay," Zhang Long smiled, and continued to move his fingers rapidly, "This kind of picture is simple and will not be disturbed."

"what……"

Everyone grinned exaggeratedly, the corners of their mouths were about to be pulled apart, their heads were thrown back, their eyes burst out in horror, and they gasped again.

The sculptor must not only have superb brushwork in his hand, but the most important thing is the test of concentration. A picture must be completed in one go, and it takes a very long time. In addition, the matrix is ​​not graffiti, which is more complicated than professional painting, so this It is a matter that consumes energy, and it is a great challenge to concentrate. If there is a slight difference, even if you breathe a sigh of relief, the tone of your hand will affect the effect of the entire matrix. It will be discarded together with the materials.

But Zhang Long, can be portrayed at the same time, chat with people calmly at the same time?What kind of situation is this? More than a dozen sculptors have never seen such a situation. I just heard that those high-star sculptors of the Science and Military Federation can do it like a playful when depicting a low-star matrix. This is the first time I have seen it in the same state as my son.

"Well, my lord, are you sent by the General Union of Science and Military Affairs? I don't know. I wonder if you have something new to teach us this time? If it is convenient for you, can you tell us what your name is? By the way Tell me, how many stars are you as a sculptor?"

The tall man finally couldn't bear it anymore, put his hands together, and looked at Zhang Long's temperature very devoutly, the previous arrogant attitude disappeared.

"It's done!" At this time, Zhang Long mentioned it vigorously for the last time, and the entire matrix map was completed.

When people opened their mouths, they were once again scorched by Lei, and it only took 5 minutes to add up the inside and outside.

The big tall man was also stunned, looking at the matrix pattern on the long sword that was exactly the same as that on the sheet in his hand, his saliva was about to flow out.

"Oh, what did you just say?" Zhang Long blinked and looked back at the tall man.

"My lord! My lord, please drink water!" Before the tall man could speak, all the sculptors surrounded him with a clatter, and one of them brought a cup of tea to Zhang Long.

"Fuck off! Master, can you drink water? What kind of taste do you have, Master, you drink this, it's pure natural, pollution-free, and keeps you healthy." Another older sculptor handed over an extremely exquisite cup.

"Master, you smoke."

"Master, you..."

Everyone began to surround Zhang Long with courtesy, and they would kiss each other more than seeing their own father. Everyone's eyes were full of burning heat, and they all wished Zhang Long could give him some advice, which would be a life-long benefit.

On weekdays, I can only figure it out by myself. Although the Science and Wushu Federation has taught some knowledge of energy matrix after the selection, it is only superficial. Only after reaching five stars in the exam can you enter the Science and Military Union to learn more advanced things.

And those without that kind of talent, relying on their own groping, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reach the height of five stars in a lifetime.Although the General Union of Science and Wushu sends a high-star sculptor to guide the sculptors in these places every year, the masters are not fools. How can they easily hand over their own means of eating to others, even though the sculptors in these places work hard? I tried my best, gave all kinds of gifts and showed hospitality, almost doing everything, but the harvest was still very little.

But Zhang Long in front of him is obviously a different kind. This guy actually portrayed the process without any scruples in front of everyone. His smooth and smooth technique has already benefited everyone a lot. Pointing out a few words with reservations about what I don't understand is tantamount to enlightenment.

Zhang Long could naturally see the meaning from the smiling faces of the crowd, and said with a calm smile, "You don't have to do this either. I just want to practice my hands, so I will give you some pointers."

"Wow!" Everyone was shocked again, and then their smiles became even brighter. They were all like flowers. Fortunately, they were not women. If they were women, they would probably have pounced on them at this moment.

"Master, this is the real master, not only with superb skills, but also with generosity, superior to others."

"The master has such skills at such an age, he is really a genius in heaven."

……

All kinds of flattery started again, talking about teary eyes, if Zhang Long hadn't been used to this kind of flattery, ordinary people really couldn't bear it.

"Master, you, how many stars are you as a sculptor? At least five stars?"

"Five stars? I think there are six stars, yes, it must be six stars."

"Six stars, tsk tsk, you are a god-like sculptor, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach it in this lifetime."

"Yes, master, you are still a six-star sculptor at a young age. If you take time, you may be able to reach the most difficult seven-star sculptor."

While talking, everyone changed to sighing and sighing again, full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and full of sadness like God's unfairness.

Zhang Long grinned in embarrassment, glanced at everyone and said, "Actually, I don't have a single star, and I have never taken the matrix test of the Federation of Science and Technology."

"Shua!" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then a dozen or so faces suddenly turned purple.

"Never participated?"

"what?"

"What??"

He stared at Zhang Long, his faces distorted into huge question marks, his eyes full of surprise.

"Then, then how did you learn such a profound depiction technique?" The tall man asked stammeringly with difficulty breathing.

"Oh, hehe," Zhang Long scratched the back of his head, and smiled blushing again: "It's just self-study, superficial, superficial."

"Knock." An elderly sculptor staggered and sat down on a chair.

"Is there any reason! Such a technique, such a skill, is actually self-taught? What is wrong with this world?" A middle-aged sculptor cried, it's so fucking unfair, others are lucky After suffering for a lifetime, asking for advice from all sides, racing against time, but it can't compare to other people's casual self-study?There is a dead heart.

"By the way, this matrix has been drawn successfully. Take a look, is there anything different from what you drew?" At this time, Zhang Long looked at the tall man with a smile and said.

The tall man was opening his mouth, drooling, and looking at Zhang Long with tears in his eyes. Hearing this, he took a deep breath before recovering, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and said sadly: "That's right. , I have just verified it."

"Okay," Zhang Long nodded, "Then let's connect the energy and have a look to see if there is something wrong with your matrix."

After speaking, Zhang Long took out two egg-sized energy crystals from another bucket opposite the experimental platform, and placed them in the depressions that had been made at both ends of the sword's edge.

"Om..." Putting the two crystal stones away, Zhang Longning raised his eyebrows, and when he put one hand on the hilt of the sword, he saw a blue energy flowing out, following the edge of the sword and approaching one of the crystal stones. It is connected to one end of the matrix, and the other end is connected to another spar.

Seeing the exquisite energy flowing out of Zhang Long's hands, people were stunned. They didn't expect that Zhang Long was still a warrior.

Ordinary sculptors rarely become martial artists, because learning energy matrix characterization is extremely energy-intensive and time-consuming, and there is no time to practice martial arts at all.

In the entire science and martial arts general alliance, there are only a handful of people who are sculptors and martial arts fellow practitioners, not to mention a young existence like Zhang Long, which is almost unique.

Just when everyone was shocked, that touch of energy flowed into one of the crystals, which was also a blue crystal, suddenly radiant and generous, and a thin line of energy flowed into it along the matrix lines connecting the crystals. In a criss-cross matrix.

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