Doppelganger

Chapter 201 The First Trial of Supernatural Powers

No more nonsense, it's too late, everyone reads.
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Therefore, Wang Dashu did not dare to act recklessly, and needed to be prepared first.

After this period of tempering and nourishing, although the sword energy in his body did not grow too much, the black energy brought about by practicing the Black Sun Demon Scripture on it was much weaker. In the past, he would give birth to a bit of tyranny from time to time. Emotionally, it's much better now.

After raising Jian Wenqi for a while, Wang Dashu then recalled the situation when Nuwa created things, dug out a ball of wet mud from the bucket, thought about the animal he wanted to fabricate, and made a dog out.

Wang Dashu also knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to directly create new creatures like Emperor Wa in the state of using the mediation supernatural power for the first time.

But there should still be a chance to create creatures that already exist in nature, so after he thought of the shape of the dog in his mind, he began to pinch it with both hands.

In terms of making clay sculptures, Wang Dashu has an advantage.

The dexterity attribute as high as 22 points made his hands extremely flexible. In less than 5 minutes, he created the prototype of a dog.

Of course, this does not mean that he is more powerful than Nu Wa.

You must know that in the illusion seen by Wang Dashu, the figure of God Nuwa is extremely huge, not to mention its snake tail dragging on the ground, but only talking about standing on its own, its figure may exceed [-] meters.

And those animals and plants pinched out by her are completely small things in her hands. In addition, they need to be pinched to be extremely realistic. Trees have to pinch chakras from even a leaf, and animals have tiny scales and hairs. You have to pinch it out.

That hand speed is completely unmatched by Wang Dashu.

What's more, Wang Dashu suddenly discovered that he didn't seem to have much talent in art, and the clay sculpture he made was really far from the image of the dog he wanted. dog!

I vomit blood a little.

But even so, Wang Dashu had no choice but to bite the bullet and pinch it. Of course, in order to get as close to the reality as possible, he finally asked Ah Qing to find a photo of a dog on the Internet for easy comparison and adjust his clay sculpture at any time.

Half an hour later, Wang Dashu felt that the wet clay on his hands was about to dry out, but the clay sculpture he made was still very different from the dog in the photo.

Looking at the clay sculptures of dogs and cats in his hands, he was about to cry.

The most terrible thing is that Ah Qing couldn't help but smile when he saw it, praising the strange cow that Wang Dashu pinched!

Cattle?
These words were a bit piercing, and Wang Dashu's heart was bleeding.

He really wanted to yell at Ah Qing, what a bull!Obviously a dog!You can call it a cat!
At this time, Wang Dashu was completely disappointed with his clay sculpture skills. Of course, even so, he did not give up the opportunity to test his supernatural powers.

Whether it's a cow or a dog or a cat, try it first.

At this time, he didn't have the motivation to continue pinching, so he mobilized the sword energy in his body, inhaled slightly, and then opened his mouth. In an instant, the statue of Wang Dashu and Nuwa in his mind burst into colorful lights. Suddenly, what spewed out of his mouth was no longer transparent air, but a flash of light of five colors.

In an instant, the multicolored light hit the clay sculpture in Wang Dashu's hand.

The next moment, Wang Dashu felt that the sword energy in his body had become much weaker, but his attention was now on the clay sculpture.

The colorful light gradually faded from the clay sculpture.

Wang Dashu hastily looked intently, huh?Didn't work?

Why clay sculpture or clay sculpture?

Could it be that it failed?

Just when he was slightly frustrated, the clay sculpture moved slowly, with a very clear feeling that could be easily felt with both hands.

Moved!

Wang Dashu's mood suddenly turned from frustration to excitement, and his eyes were fixed on the clay sculpture, hoping that it could bring him even greater surprises.

The colorful light has not completely faded, and the body of the clay sculpture is transforming from the clay to the real.

But at this moment, the clay sculpture jumped and fell from Wang Dashu's hands to the ground in an instant.

With a snap, the clay sculpture fell to pieces.

What, what's the situation?
suicide?

Well, Wang Dashu was a little dumbfounded looking at the pile of dirt on the ground emitting a little colorful light.

Is this a real failure?
After a long time, he stretched out his hand to dig in the dirt, but raised his eyebrows.

There is real flesh and blood in the soil. Although the proportion of the whole is very small, it does exist!

So, he was barely successful?
This discovery made Wang Dashu feel much better immediately.

This shows that the supernatural power of mediating good fortune did work on the clay sculpture I made, but due to various reasons, I couldn't completely create a creature in the end.

But then, Wang Dashu had some headaches. Judging from the common sense, the most critical point of the failure of supernatural powers is probably that his pinching was too inconceivable, or that the degree of refinement was not enough, and it was too rough.

Could it be that I'm going to take a supplementary art class?
Rubbing his brows, Wang Dashu took out his mobile phone to check the information of the art training institution.

This is his characteristic. The so-called technique has specialization. Wang Dashu believes that learning things by himself is good, but if you want to get results quickly, finding a teacher is the kingly way.

Absorbing the experience of others to grow is the shortcut to learning.

It would be best to find a teacher at Cuihu University, but the problem is that although Cuihu University can barely be regarded as a comprehensive university, due to its size and reputation, it does not have a department related to fine arts.

Therefore, although there may be many talented people among the teachers of Cuihu University, Wang Dashu doesn't know them. Even if he finds them, he might as well spend some money and sign up for a study class, which is more convenient and quicker.

Thanks to the blessing of the modern Internet, Wang Dashu quickly found a training institution specializing in art education. Looking at the introduction on its website, it is extremely loud. After the training, the admission rate of the Academy of Fine Arts will reach more than 90.00% , and even cited the names of several well-known young painters, to the effect that these well-known young painters were all trained in their institutions before studying at the Academy of Fine Arts.

For these, Wang Dashu doesn't care, no matter whether the above is true or false, what I want to learn is the basics of art. Of course, it is best to learn some things about clay sculpture sculpture, so that the things I knead can be closer to It's OK to be true.

Anyway, I don't need to apply for any art academy.

After registering his name on the website, Wang Dashu frowned looking at the pile of dirt on the bathroom floor.

I don't know if it's because of the failure of mediating good luck, the multicolored light on this pile of soil is still a little bit, and it can't fade away at all, and the soil doesn't melt when it is washed with water.

(End of this chapter)