Killing God Returns as a Nanny

Chapter 417 Fight for the Huaxia people!

The old man looked to be over 70 years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he looked like an artist.

However, the contemptuous look in his eyes made it hard to feel good.

When everyone heard how he belittled Liu Sanqian just now, they couldn't help discussing in low voices.

"This foreign old man has such a big tone, he even said that our Chinese paintings are not elegant, it is really ridiculous!"

"Dare to say this in front of Liu Sanqian, a great master of Chinese painting in China, you are indeed crazy! These foreigners, each of them is really taller than the sky, and always thinks that they are superior!"

"Who says it's not? These foreigners always think that we Chinese are easy to bully, and they look like they're superior. If they really want to get serious, they'll always be the first to persuade them!"

In China, for a foreigner to belittle the recognized master of the Chinese people, it is easy to arouse public anger.

Many people present have already shown strong anger.

Liu Anhui looked up at the old man, frowned and said:
"Sir, traditional Chinese painting is the quintessence of our Chinese culture, and you cannot belittle it like this!"

"Please also report your name, let me see what qualifications you have, and evaluate me like this!"

The man behind the old man smiled proudly, and stepped forward half a step:
"My teacher, you are not qualified to know his identity."

"However, you can respectfully call him Mr. Joseph!"

When he said this, everyone present couldn't help but exclaimed again.

"I don't even want to say what my background is, what a spectrum!"

Seeing the old man's proud and calm demeanor, some people began to guess that he must be well-known internationally.

Otherwise, Liu Anhui would not be taken seriously like now.

You know, Liu Anhui's paintings were collected by the Louvre Museum in France, so he can be regarded as a world-class celebrity.

only……

"No matter how good he is, he can't hurt our Chinese painters like this, right? He's so arrogant!"

It makes anyone feel bad to be looked down upon by a foreigner at the door of their house.

Liu Anhui put down his brush, stood up and stared at Joseph for a few seconds, then said:

"Mr. Joseph, you said my Chinese painting is not elegant, it seems that you are also a master of painting."

"In that case, why don't you draw one of your best paintings and let me appreciate it?"

The man behind Joseph sneered:
"Every painting of my teacher is priceless. The world doesn't know how many celebrities are eager for it!"

"Even the head of a country cannot force my teacher to paint for him!"

He held his head high, and his height of about 1.9 meters gave him a feeling of looking down on everyone.

It seemed that Liu Anhui was insignificant in front of him.

Joseph waved his hand and said:
"Anthony, I will take you around the world, first of all, to let you see paintings from all over the world, learn their advantages, and criticize their shortcomings."

"Still, I will teach you a principle of life, that is, when a weak person challenges you, shut him up once and for all!"

With his hands behind his back, he showed a contemptuous smile to Liu Anhui:

"Since you want to see it, I will let you open your eyes!"

Although Joseph's tone was extremely arrogant, it made people want to go up and beat him up.

But when they saw that he was about to paint, everyone still came forward curiously.

I want to see it with my own eyes, why does this old man who talks so crazy look down on Liu Anhui so much.

Anthony opened his backpack, took out drawing paper, ink, and pens, and placed them respectfully in front of Joseph.

"Ink painting is the most exquisite and noble painting in the world. Whether it is lines, coloring, or expression of form and meaning, it is the world's top level."

"And my paintings not only have all the elements needed for top ink paintings, but also can produce realistic and ideal effects through painting!"

"For example, when I want to draw a spear, it becomes a real spear!"

Whoa!
As soon as Joseph's words were uttered, there was a sensation in the audience.

"This old man's words are too exaggerated! What he paints becomes what he draws. Does he think he is Ma Liang, the magic brush?"

However, after Liu Anhui heard this, he couldn't help frowning, as if he had thought of something.

Amidst the noise of the crowd, Joseph drew a spear and came out.

On the drawing paper, the spear was shining with cold light and murderous aura, very realistic.

When, Joseph finished the last stroke.

call!
A cold light emerged from the painting, scoff!With a sound, he cut all the traditional Chinese paintings that were put aside.

"Fizz!"

The audience took a deep breath of cold air.

Who would have thought that the spear in the painting would actually stick out and tear Liu Anhui's painting apart.

This is simply, Ma Liang, the contemporary magic pen!

"Teacher, you are really invincible!"

Anthony looked at Joseph with excitement and admiration, his eyes were full of excitement.

Joseph stood up slowly, looked down at Liu Anhui proudly and said:

"I just heard that you are the top Chinese painting master in China, so let me ask you now, do you admit that your paintings are rubbish?"

Liu Anhui's body trembled, he swallowed suddenly, and slowly lowered his head.

He has already recognized that this person is the world's fourth oil painting master who is hailed as a god after Da Vinci, Michelangelo and Raphael.

Rumor has it that he has been blessed by God, not only can he paint extremely exquisite oil paintings, but also can make each of his paintings produce real effects.

It is said that a few years ago, he painted a peerless beauty and gave it to the King of Spain.

As a result, that night, the woman in the painting came out.
Although no one dared to confirm the authenticity of this incident, rumors about this incident in the royal family have intensified.

As a result, more than a dozen members of the royal family personally came to the door and asked Joseph to draw a beautiful woman for themselves.

Considering the stability and peace of the entire Spanish country, Joseph rejected their request.

However, the magical legend about him has spread throughout the world.

No matter how many dignitaries and celebrities want to ask him to make a painting, it is difficult to reach the sky.

Liu Anhui asked himself, even if he devoted his whole life, he would still be unable to compare with Joseph.

Right now, there is no other way but to shake his head and sigh.

Seeing Liu Anhui's look of being overwhelmed, Anthony laughed triumphantly:
"Teacher, you are so right. The best way to silence the weak forever is to give them the hardest blow!"

"The traditional Chinese paintings revered by Chinese people are really just a pile of rubbish!"

"Here we are, never learning anything useful!"

His words were extremely arrogant, but the people present were helpless.

Even Liu Anhui, the No. 1 Chinese painting, was devastated. In this Huaxia, who else can compete with Joseph?
"Hey, are you too crazy?"

"Believe it or not, my brother-in-law can make you get out of China in despair with just a flick of your finger?"

Just as everyone sighed secretly, an extremely pleasant voice sounded.

Murong Ranran thought that Liu Anhui would be able to fight back, but he was so frightened by Joseph that he dared not speak.

Seeing Joseph and the others belittle Huaxia so much, she became impatient and yelled loudly.

brush!
In an instant, all eyes were on Ye Yun who was standing beside her.

"Could it be that this gentleman is a well-known painter?"

Seeing Ranran's determined expression, Liu Anhui couldn't help asking.

Ran shook his head and said:
"No, but my brother-in-law is very good at drawing, even Hidechu Miyazaki in Japan respects him like a god!"

However, from Chu Wenyan, she heard that Ye Yun went to Japan to help Yaya buy toys, so she was very confident that her brother-in-law was invincible in painting.

"Hidechu Miyazaki is a world-renowned manga artist, is he really better than Hidechu Miyazaki?"

Not only Liu Anhui, but everyone present also expressed doubts.

As for Joseph and Anthony, they shook their heads in disdain.

Joseph laughed:
"Hidezhong Miyazaki is an old friend of mine. I was in Japan last year. Why didn't I hear him mention that there is someone like you in China?"

"Young man, if you want to bluff people, you have to show your real skills. You can't make up random things!"

"Besides, even if you are better than Hidechu Miyazaki, so what? My paintings are blessed by God. How can you compare with me?"

The words were sharp and full of disdain.

Seeing their extremely mocking expressions, Ye Yun couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, and sighed softly:

"Since you are so confident, I will draw a picture, please appreciate it."

He didn't want Yaya to hear that someone was running wild on Huaxia's territory.

No matter what, you have to fight for the Huaxia people!

So, under everyone's attention, he took an ink pen from Liu Anhui, and drew a sharp sword on the paper.

"Are you crazy? Just this broken sword, how dare you compare with my teacher's spear?"

Anthony immediately showed a look of extreme disdain.

Liu Anhui was even more shocked from ear to ear:
"Sir, are you joking?"

"This painting of yours is purely amateurish!"

The sharp sword drawn by Ye Yun is too ordinary, it looks unremarkable, not to mention imposing, it can't even be realistic.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help shaking their heads, and some people didn't even bother to comment.

"Forget it, let's all go away! Your skills are inferior to others, so don't be ashamed here!"

Someone suggested loudly.

But, just when everyone was about to turn around, someone suddenly shouted:
"Look! The sword is moving!"

I see.

The ancient sword is cold and gloomy, and it has been forged for thousands of years.

The white light embraces the sun and the moon, and the purple air moves the bullfight.

The sword drawn by Ye Yun turned into a flash of intense white light in an instant, cutting on Joseph's ink painting.

Sizzle!

Sword falls.

The oil painting was split in half.

Everyone was speechless when they saw this.

However, Joseph and Anthony had already trembled in their legs, and they all fell to the ground after a stagger.

(End of this chapter)