The participant named Guan Yuan from the middle-tier Xiu Empire said, "Brother Meng, do you think you can win the match this time? Or at least, place second or third." They were preparing their tools to be used before going into painting. Once the clock ticks, there would be no chance of changing things again as per the rule clearly said it.

Brother Meng from the middle-tier Kashco Empire answered helplessly, "That seems pretty impossible for the current me right now. I'm sure that Hua Hengyun of Tyy Empire and Dunggo Shi from the Gu Empire will be the one matching this time. Just like the last time, they were always the one who were being used as the participants. Could not be blamed them though. After all, they were the geniuses and the best saplings of the two Painting Guilds."

Guan Yuan sighed, "Hais.. Seems like even the format was changed, the participants with the highest possibility of winning were still actually the same. Such a pity. We are just here to add up to the numbers."

"You cannot say it that way." Brother Meng said, "Although what you said is true, you should not put it that way. After all, we are still from Painting Guilds with high standings in the society. Besides, we being here is also an act of giving face to the Museum Masters. After all, everyone who was involved in the Path of Painting is basically under them. We are invited to be here, that means they were giving us importance."

"You got a point." Guan Yuan nodded his head and looked over to Jin Rou and suddenly remembered something, "Oh I remembered something. That man in white robe who was standing there like crazy, I heard that he is the one recommended by the crowned prince of the Gu Empire."

"Oh?" Brother Meng also looked over, "Is that so?"

Obviously, he was not interested in that fellow. Although he was recommended personally by someone with a high ranking, it does not mean that it guaranteed his skill. What if he was there to fill up the gap and be one of the cannon fodders right? So Brother Meng did not paid heed to him.

"Nevermind him. Just look at that Hua Hengyun being glared daggers by Dunggo Shi. It seems like the beef between them has yet to come into conclusion." Seeing that there would be a good show to watch, Brother Meng looked over and followed suit by Guan Yuan.

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At the other side of the stage, Hua Hengyun was busily preparing the stand for him to place the xuan paper on. He wanted to get it done as soon as possible as he believed time was precious.

However, being glared knives and daggers by someone was giving an uncomfortable feeling, he finally could not hold it in and glared back at Dunggo Shi with expressionless face, "If you have the time to glare sharply to me like that, you should just instead use it instead of preparing a masterpiece. After all, I am still looking forward for your fourth defeat this time."

"Such a tone you have there!" Dunngo Shi refuted. By this, one could already determine how short his temper was, "You think I am the same as me years ago? You think you can win again this time?"

"That's what always happen. You should already be used to it." Hua Hengyun said.

"Heh." Dunngo Shi sneered and said, "Let's see if you can still boast later on." He also began preparing his tools and actived the stand for the xuan paper. He chose three brushes and two colors.

He waited for this moment to get back at this Hua Hengyun. He will make sure that Hua Hengyun will pay dearly once he trampled this guy!

All the sufferings of my years, will come back at you a hundred fold!

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Jin Rou took the back location of the stage in order not to gather quite attention. He picked some brushes that bought by Yuan Gu and placed the stand and covered it with the xuan paper.

His tools were already set. However, his mind was not. Because he did not know what to paint!

A scenery? A woman carrying a child? That's all probably overused! Although he said that he will purposely lose this competition and was just here to help Yuan Gu give and save some face, his job could already be said done. All he needed to do is paint randomly and all is well.

But this was not as simple as that! As the Celestial King, if his family knew that he lost to some mortals of the lower worlds, Isn't he attracting smacking from his father?

Well, it's not they will discover it though. But still, he still needed to what he supposed to do. And that is to paint. No matter what the result, he would just leave it to fate.

Sounds ironic. Since his family was the overseer of fate.

Gyune Tyy noticed that everyone was already done preparing their sets and were just seated there casually, waiting for the go signal. She smiled and declared, "Participants, you can now paint! Remember, everyone must be done before the sunset! Good luck!"

The participants heard this and closed their eyes.

Thirty minutes had already passed, the participants were still with their eyes closed.

This puzzled Jin Rou. What the hell are they doing? Why aren't they starting to paint?

If the crowd could just see Jin Rou with his puzzled expression, they would surely be exasperated!

The commonly first step for painting was gathering thoughts, organizing them and finalizing them in your mind. You can also use a xuan paper to sketch it to provide you a better insight if the choice you made was the right choice. This step was a very important and critical that any Master Painters should do because with what you thought would be the one to be expressed in your painting! If you have not thought it well, it was obvious that it would not be well also. Usually, this process could take an hour if fast and a couple of hours if slow.

While everyone was concentrating and gathering thoughts, Jin Rou was puzzled looking every sides what the hell are they doing! How could they paint with such closed eyes? If anyone could see him, they would already vomit blood because this was clearly an act of insult for them! Luckily, the xuan paper with its stand was covering Jin Rou and everyone else so no one knew what they were doing. To add more, he was at the back and many participants were covering him so it was impossible to be seen even with the master upfront.

Seeing that they were still all with closed eyes, he just suddenly joined the fun and closed his eyes. Probably this was their way of a painter.

However, never did this bum thought that he would fall asleep right after he closed his eyes!