Chapter 1729: Basic Exercises, No Six, Everyone Sit Down

"Hiss!" Before Anjou Taylor could say anything, the beautiful staff member who was dragging the painting couldn't help but gasp.

Afterwards, the eyes looking at the paintings on the tray were filled with deep shock and disbelief.

Anjou Prince was also very surprised, "Why do you say that?"

Having said that, he quickly walked up to the painting and began to examine it carefully.

"It certainly doesn't look like Michelangelo's style, nor does it have any of Michelangelo's unique marks. It can be concluded that it is not the work of Michelangelo himself."

“The paper, the pigments used, and some historical traces all reflect the characteristics of that era.”

"Who could have done this? It's worth hundreds of millions of dollars?"

Anjou Taylor looked at Ye Feng and said with a little curiosity, "Please help me, Mr. Ye."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, his eyes swept over Anjou Taylor and Anjou Prince, "This question is actually not complicated."

"At the time when Michelangelo was at the height of his popularity, there were only so many famous painters in the world. Think about it for a moment, which of these painters like to learn from others' works, and whose works are highly praised by later generations. Combined with the painting characteristics of those painters themselves, if you look for it in this "Last Judgment", you will probably find the answer you want."

"Yes!" When Anjou Prince heard this, he seemed to suddenly wake up and his eyes lit up immediately.

Then, without saying anything more, he quickly picked up the magnifying glass and began to examine it carefully.

"A famous painter of the same period as Michelangelo who liked to learn from others..." Anjou Taylor seemed to have suddenly realized something. After a slight shock, he walked to his daughter and began to observe carefully.

"Using sketching as the basis! The lines are a combination of hardness and softness! He is especially good at using oblique lines of varying densities to express the subtle changes in light and shadow! The details are carefully observed..." After just observing for a moment, he raised his head.

"It's Leonardo's signature! It's his work!"

Anjou Prince also put down his magnifying glass, his eyes full of shock, "The painting is indeed full of Leonardo da Vinci's brushstrokes."

"And most importantly, some unofficial histories do record that Leonardo da Vinci learned from many masters, and he especially liked to learn and imitate the paintings of other famous artists of the time!"

"This should be his practice work for learning Michelangelo!"

Ye Feng nodded slowly, "It's a work by Leonardo da Vinci, so a valuation of 100 million magnesium knives is not too much, right?"

"Not too much, not at all!" Anjou Prince nodded repeatedly, "Leonardo da Vinci's paintings have always been a rare commodity in the collection market!"

"Almost every well-preserved work was sold at auction for hundreds of millions of dollars!"

"The estimated price starts at 1 million magnesium knives, which is very reasonable!"

Anjou Taylor picked up the painting "The Last Judgment" and looked at Ye Feng with approval in her eyes, "Mr. Ye, you have brought me another big surprise."

"This mystery that has troubled the British collectors for many years has been solved so easily by you."

"I'm impressed by your antique appraisal skills!"

"Basic exercises, no six, everyone sit down." Ye Feng just smiled slightly, "Uncle Taylor, you should start the next test as soon as possible."

"Okay." Anjou Taylor didn't say much nonsense. She nodded slightly and turned her gaze to the assistant, "Let Roubin come over."

Evans Hu immediately picked up his phone and sent a message.

Soon, a man in black business suit, over two meters and three meters tall, with a burly figure and a domineering look, walked in and bowed to Anjou Taylor: "Boss, are you looking for me?"

Anjou Taylor turned her gaze to Ye Feng, "This is Miss Prince's boyfriend, he wants to practice with you."

Hearing this, Roubin also looked at Ye Feng. After looking at Ye Feng with a slightly scrutinizing look, he shook his head and said, "Boss, let's not talk about it."

"I have undergone biological transformation at the Royal Biological Research Institute of the British Empire. My agility, explosive power, and ability to withstand blows have surpassed the scope of humans."

"Although the young lady's boyfriend looks quite good, I'm afraid that if I lose control, I might hurt him..."

Anjou Taylor did not answer, but gave Ye Feng a questioning look, "Roubin is my bodyguard."

"People nicknamed him, Little Titan."

"Under extreme burst, one punch can shatter a standard brick wall, with a force of about 1.5 tons! A 100-meter sprint only takes about three seconds! With full-strength defense, it can withstand almost all non-sharp cold weapons on the market!"

"Do you want to accept his test?"

When Ye Feng heard the voice, he didn't feel any psychological fluctuations.

But Anjou Prince, who was standing by, looked a little nervous, "Father, are you going too far?"

"It's just a small test. Is it necessary to sacrifice all the roubin?"

"You know that even the top British Royal Secret Service agents can rarely fight Roubin alone! It's too much of an insult to call him out in this kind of small test!"

As he said this, he pretended to stop Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, don't listen to my father."

"He's clearly trying to make things difficult for me on purpose!"

"Let alone you. In a one-on-one fight, even the top masters of the British Empire who have been successfully genetically modified can only be on par with Roubin..."

Roubin, also known as the Little Titan, was visibly pleased with himself upon hearing the voice.

"Yes, Boss, why don't you get another bodyguard to spar with Miss Prince's boyfriend."

"My fists are really no joke."

"That punch could kill a cow, not to mention a 1.8-meter-tall man!"

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he just asked indifferently, "What are you best at?"

"Explosive power, speed, defense, among these three attributes, which one is your strongest point?"

"Sir..." Little Titan was obviously a little stunned, "Did you pay attention to what I just said?"

"Fists and feet are speechless..."

Ye Feng asked directly, "Are you a man?"

"What a nagging mother!"

"Tell me, what is your strongest point?"

"Mr. Explosive Power!" The little Titan was obviously a little angry after being scolded by Ye Feng, and his voice became a little louder.

Ye Feng didn't care at all. He simply glanced at him and said, "In that case, let's compare our explosive power!"

"Let me see how strong the explosive force of that legendary punch that can kill a bull is."

"Don't you believe me, sir?" Little Titan must have heard the implication of Ye Feng's words, and his breathing became heavier.

(End of this chapter)