Just like the beginning, Ye Xingchen still didn't play, just closed his eyes and rested, as if he was not disturbed by any outside world.
After half an hour, Yan Xian'er finished playing, and Ye Xingchen slowly opened his eyes.
"Miss Yan's piano skills are really good." Ye Xingchen nodded slightly and said.
"Next, I'll ask Young Master Ye for advice." Yan Xian'er said with a slight smile.
Yan Xian'er also heard the music played by Ye Xingchen just now. Yan Xian'er felt that Ye Xingchen was too mysterious.
He rose from a despised waste in Yancheng to help the Lin family kill the three major families and become the overlord of Yancheng.
Later, there were rumors that Ye Xingchen was not only extremely talented in cultivation, but also a fifth-grade alchemist.
It's better now. Even his musical attainments are so profound. You know, Ye Xingchen is only sixteen years old.
"The sound of the piano I played is called Jian Jia." Ye Xingchen's voice was mixed with spiritual power, and the sound spread all around.
Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked when they heard Ye Xingchen's voice. Just hearing the name made it very sad.
While everyone was watching expectantly, Ye Xingchen began to strum the strings.
"The jianjia is green and the egret is a pair. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water."
"If you follow it when you trace it back, the road is long and blocked. If you follow it when you trace it back, you will feel like you are in the middle of the water."
Ye Xingchen's piano sound is sad, and the notes he sings are full of sadness.
Everyone was instantly immersed in Ye Xingchen's singing, as if they had entered a dream world.
In this world, there is nothing else but endless thoughts and sadness.
Everyone couldn't help but burst into tears. Some people even went so far as to hug each other and cry loudly.
It is enough to show that Ye Xingchen's reputation as the Qin Immortal is by no means unearned.
"The flowers are blooming, and the dew is still white. It is said that the beauty is in the meadow of the water."
"When you follow it back, you will find your way through the obstacles; when you follow it, you will feel like you are in the water."
While Ye Xingchen was singing, his bright eyes looked endlessly deep, as if they were like two stars, making them unpredictable.
Half an hour later, Ye Xingchen finished playing the last note, and the sound of the piano fell immediately.
Everyone was shocked and speechless. They originally thought that Yan Xianer's piano skills were invincible, but now they were wrong.
"Why do I feel so heart-wrenchingly sad? That kind of pain is like going through eighteen levels of hell."
"Sorrow floods my heart, and it's hard for a beautiful woman to stay together. The sound of Ye Xingchen's piano is so terrifying and fascinating."
"The word "Qin Xian" belongs to Ye Xingchen."
"It's hard to imagine that the sound of the piano played by a sixteen-year-old boy seems to have experienced the ups and downs of the world and all kinds of life."
While everyone was wiping away the tears still hanging in the corners of their eyes, they started talking in disbelief.
"What on earth did my junior brother go through to play such a sad sound?"
"Sure enough, my junior brother is not an ordinary person. Such a freak is rare to see in a thousand years."
"Tsk, tsk, junior brother, this battle is destined to make the entire academy famous again."
Tianlei and others were impressed by Ye Xingchen's music. At this moment, they could no longer see through Ye Xingchen, a junior who was only sixteen years old.
"Can you tell me what happened to you?"
Yan Xian'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked Ye Xingchen in a sweet voice with a hint of sadness.
experience? How could they understand what Ye Xingchen experienced
The God-King who once held the power of life and death was besieged and killed by more than a dozen God-Kings, and he was unwilling to die in their hands.
How many people can understand and feel that kind of desolation, that kind of resentment, that kind of helplessness, that kind of unwillingness.
"It's not important anymore, is it?" Ye Xingchen said with a slight smile.
Immediately, the scholar in white fell from the sky and stood beside the two of them. His eyes finally stayed on Ye Xingchen for two more minutes.
"The game is over, Ye Xingchen wins!" The scholar in white immediately announced.
Based on the Jianjia played by Ye Xingchen, I believe that no one is dissatisfied with the result of this evaluation.
Yan Xian'er, the musical fairy, indeed met an unbeatable opponent today, but she was neither disappointed nor jealous.
"I heard that Ye Xingchen once participated in the Zhenbao Pavilion Alchemist Competition and won the championship."
"Really, how old is Ye Xingchen? He is too evil."
"I just don't know which family can cultivate such a decisive evildoer."
"If I can marry Ye Xingchen, it will be worth it even if I die."
"Tch, with your looks, you're not even worthy of pouring water on someone else's feet."
"Sanba, are you worthy?"
In the middle of their discussion, a group of female students started fighting each other because of Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen touched his nose boredly and was about to turn around and leave.
"Master Ye, don't you plan to perform the following talents?" Yan Xian'er said expectantly.
"It's really boring. It's better to seize the time to practice and strive to break through the realm as soon as possible." Ye Xingchen told the truth.
"Ye Xingchen, are you afraid?"
A voice that made Ye Xingchen extremely annoying came, and immediately a young man jumped up and appeared in front of Ye Xingchen.
"Who are you?" Ye Xingchen looked at the young man in front of him with cold eyes and said unhappily.
"Zhao Wuque." Zhao Wuque said three big words briefly.
"It can't be the Zhao family's dog," Ye Xingchen said bluntly.
"Ye Xingchen, the Zhao family will not give up on you killing Zhao Yi." Zhao Wuque said with a ferocious expression.
"Come here, sooner or later, we will kill all of your Zhao family and exterminate your clan." Ye Xingchen said domineeringly.
mad!
Totally crazy!
The Zhao family has been standing in the Heavenly Empire for hundreds of years, so its strength is naturally not bad, but Ye Xingchen actually threatened to destroy the entire Zhao family.
"Sure enough, the Zhao family will not give up so easily. This Zhao Wuque is Zhao Yi's cousin, and his strength has reached the sixth level of Xuanwu Realm."
"Tsk, tsk, I'm really looking forward to whether Ye Xingchen can defeat Zhao Wuque."
"Oh, people are so irritating. Ye Xingchen dares to be the enemy of the entire Zhao family, but we are unknown."
"If you have the ability, kill a member of the Zhao family. You can also make the entire Zhao family an enemy."
"Kill you to paralysis, get out."
"Damn it, you dare to scold me, fuck you."
A group of male students were talking about each other, but due to some friction at the corners of their mouths, they started fighting again.
"Ye Xingchen, you will pay a heavy price for your arrogance." Zhao Wuque said bitterly.
"Really? But I think you can't see the price." Ye Xingchen sneered.
Originally, Ye Xingchen did not want to continue his talent, but now that his dignity has been seriously challenged, Ye Xingchen has to defend his dignity.
The skill of chess can connect people's minds, and skilled chess players can put their opponents into mental stress through playing chess, thereby breeding inner demons.
Some people with superb chess skills can make their opponents have a nervous breakdown and go crazy just by playing chess.