On the stage, Zuo Qiuhe was wearing white clothes and a jade crown. As soon as he came on stage, he sat cross-legged in the air, with his qin on his knees and his clothes hanging down, looking as cool and aloof as an immortal.
He swept his hand casually, and the elegant and melodious sound of the piano brought about waves of sound like ripples, gently sweeping across every part of the arena.
The North Pole Palace is located in the Arctic region of the Ziwei Star Alliance and is a pure music-cultivating sect.
The immortal king of this world is Fairy Yuxiao, who is good at music and is a music practitioner who walked out of the North Pole Palace.
In the Spirit Transformation Stage, the male Pipa practitioner that Zhao Fuyi met for the first time also came from the Beiji Palace.
Zuo Qiuhe was good at playing the guqin. Jiang Yuebai always felt uncomfortable watching him on the stage. Ever since she met Qi Siheng during the natal period, her scalp would go numb whenever she saw a male cultivator playing the guqin.
Ge Yuchan was dressed in black, with her hair tied up high in a flying ponytail. She looked dashing and neat. When she heard the sound of the piano, she immediately jumped up and stepped back.
When the sound wave hit, Ge Yuchan disappeared out of thin air.
Zuo Qiuhe's eyes moved slightly, he pressed the strings of the zither with both hands, and glanced around, only to find that his spiritual sense could not find any trace of Ge Yuchan.
Zuo Qiuhe was as calm as before, without any sign of panic. He plucked the strings of the zither with both hands again, and the sound of the zither became more urgent.
The invisible sound waves became visible, spreading from Zuo Qiuhe's body like ripples, sweeping across every part of the arena.
The sound waves behind Zuo Qiu He suddenly drew a human figure, and Ge Yuchan's figure was exposed.
Jiang Yuebai's heart tightened. In the first three rounds, Ge Yuchan relied on her superb hiding skills and her eyes that could see through flaws. She patiently lay dormant, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow.
But at this moment, Ge Yuchan's hiding method was exposed by Zuo Qiuhe's sound waves.
Seeing this situation, Ge Yuchan on the ring did not hesitate and took decisive action.
The two daggers were spinning under her palms. Ge Yuchan was as fast as lightning. She suddenly attacked from behind Zuo Qiuhe, gripped the dagger tightly and stabbed him hard at the back of the neck.
Her speed was so fast that her body outline was still in the same place, but she had moved to another place as if she had teleported.
A silver light suddenly appeared, filled with murderous intent, and Jiang Yuebai held his breath nervously.
Zuo Qiuhe's eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand across the strings of the zither. The murderous sound brought up a crescent-shaped arc and hit Ge Yuchan's dagger.
clang!
The sound of the golden swords rang out, and Ge Yuchan's dagger was shaken away. She missed the target and immediately stepped back, disappearing like a fox.
Zuo Qiuhe continued to play the piano, and his speed increased. Waves of sound swept across the arena, and the temperature on the stage dropped suddenly. Snow actually fell from the sky. Even frost flowers began to form on the surrounding protective barrier, which expanded rapidly.
Like a foreign object in the water, Ge Yuchan could not escape the sound waves.
The sound waves were not like magic and were not easy to resist. They penetrated Ge Yuchan's body in every way. The chill they brought froze her spiritual energy, and her body gradually stiffened and her speed slowed down.
The longer the time drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for Ge Yuchan.
Thinking of this, Ge Yuchan changed her usual tactics and took the initiative to attack, alternating between the two daggers and constantly attacking Zuo Qiuhe's body at extremely tricky angles.
Zuo Qiuhe sat suspended in mid-air, motionless. Facing Ge Yuchan's stunning attack, he frowned slightly and swept wildly across the guqin with his hands, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
The wind suddenly rose and the music became faster.
Crescent rays of sound shot out from Zuo Qiu He's zither, fiercely colliding with Ge Yuchan's constantly attacking dagger.
The sound waves were very fast, but Ge Yuchan was even faster!
As soon as the first figure thrust out the dagger, the second figure appeared on the other side.
The figure split into two, two into four, and four into eight, like a clone, attacking from all directions like a storm, continuously.
Everyone simply couldn't imagine how fast the eight afterimages had to be to achieve such a speed.
Moreover, Ge Yuchan gives people the feeling that she doesn't look like a cultivator at all. Instead, she looks like an assassin killer from the mortal world, full of mystery.
Fire flew everywhere and the wind howled. Zuo Qiuhe's flying hair was cut off by the sound waves, and his hands that swept the strings of the piano left a trail of afterimages. His forehead was tense and he gradually became exhausted. He could not keep up with the speed of Ge Yuchan's violent attack.
In the passionate tune that was like a war song, the spectators forgot to breathe, their eyes were fixed, their hearts were beating like drums, and their blood was boiling with the fierce fight on the stage.
When the eight attacking figures of Ge Yuchan were blurry and swaying, and the ninth one gradually emerged, Zuo Qiuhe suddenly opened his eyes wide and stood up abruptly from mid-air.
clang!
A sharp clanging sound suddenly broke out, and a powerful sound wave swept across, the protective barrier was tightened outward, and the lingering sound continued to buzz.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and saw Zuo Qiuhe on the stage retreat half a step, holding the guqin tightly in front of him with both hands, his head tilted back, still in shock.
Ge Yuchan clenched the dagger in both hands and held it in mid-air. She pressed the dagger down hard and pierced through the head of the guqin.
The tip of the dagger was pointing right at Zuo Qiuhe's forehead!
Ge Yuchan's chest heaved violently, her face turned pale, she lost her grip, but...
A drop of blood slowly flowed out from between Zuo Qiuhe's eyebrows, bright red and glaring.
Zuo Qiuhe moved his fingers slightly as if to pluck the strings of the zither. Ge Yuchan drew out the dagger and retreated, landing lightly in the distance and calming his breath.
She had tried her best, but failed to kill with one blow, which meant she lost because she did not have the extra strength to launch another such attack.
Zuo Qiuhe still had some strength left, and there was no point in continuing to fight.
"I lost!"
Ge Yuchan bowed and left without any delay, with her hair flying, looking elegant and neat.
She is no longer the Ge Yuchan who wanted to be in the limelight and make a big splash. Now she is accustomed to being ordinary and lying dormant.
If she loses this journey, she will move on to the next one. There will always be a journey that belongs to her!
Zuo Qiuhe's victory was expected by everyone and there was not much surprise, but Ge Yuchan's performance on the stage for a short moment amazed everyone.
It is not shameful at all for an early Nascent Soul stage to lose to a late Nascent Soul stage player. On the contrary, the bright red bloodstain on Zuo Qiuhe's forehead made Ge Yuchan's defeat glorious.
"Ge Yuchan, Tianyan Sect is proud of you!"
Jiang Yuebai shouted excitedly, Ge Yuchan paused, and ran away without looking back.
Tianyan Sect, Ge Yuchan.
With Jiang Yuebai's roar, many people remembered this name.
"Junior Sister Ge is really strong!"
Fang Yuxing's voice came, Jiang Yuebai turned around and saw him standing not far away, with many tears on his clothes, looking a little embarrassed.
Jiang Yuebai couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you want to let the Luofu sword cultivators see how powerful the Tianyan Sect sword cultivators are? Why did you end up like this so soon?"
Fang Yuxing shyly scratched his head, "Next time, definitely next time!"
"I can't beat anyone from Luofu Sword Sect, not even Junior Brother Fang."
Xie Jingshan walked out of the crowd with a smug look on his face. Seeing how high spirited he was, he must have won.
"Zhuo Qingfeng is still fighting hard over there, Junior Brother Fang, do you want to go with me to make fun of him?" Xie Jingshan invited maliciously.
Fang Yuxing shook his head and refused, "I'll go see Yu Qiuchi."
Xie Jingshan looked at Jiang Yuebai, opened and closed his mouth, turned around and walked towards Zhuo Qingfeng.
Jiang Yuebai shook his head and went to find Wen Jian with Lu Nanzhi.
The poetry and painting competition between Wen Jian and Feng Zhuxin is so exciting!
(End of this chapter)