Chapter 404: Be My Son_1

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Just as Da Wei's face showed a look of disdain and Zhang's father waited intently, Yang Yifeng suddenly opened his eyes, and the next second, the Wolf Brush he held in his hands swiftly descended.

As swift and powerful as a dragon or snake, as smooth as floating clouds or flowing water, at this moment, Yang Yifeng seemed completely undisturbed. His eyes fixed on the rice paper, the Wolf Brush in his hand moved as if it had its own spirit, marking the paper and remarkably completing four large characters in an instant.

Majestic and powerful, as swift as a dragon or snake!

At this moment, when Yang Yifeng placed the brush down, Zhang's father beside him had already become completely dumbfounded.

He hadn't even recovered when Yifeng had already finished writing.

Writing calligraphy is all about the mindset you embrace. If you aim to create a fine piece, you must burn incense and purify yourself, and sit down prepared.