On top of the volcano on the verge of erupting, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes leisurely and immersed himself in the violent melody that galloped like a wild horse and he could no longer control it.
In his heart, the singer in red danced and set off a flame!
Thousands of thought threads were wrapped around his body, intertwined with each other, and turned into a fine net, completely covering the entire desert island.
His perception extended along the line of thought, as if he had escaped from the tiny human body and merged with the huge island.
No, he could even feel that this deserted island was just a constructed illusion, but at this moment, he seemed to have become an extension of the illusion and a part of it.
The thread of thought became his eyes, limbs, and soul, sensing the existence of all things and the waves of the ether.
It was as if there was a pair of loftier eyes overlooking the entire world, looking at the scenery that Ye Qingxuan once overlooked.
Deserted islands, tidal flats, dense forests, yellow sand... there are countless students and mimics, all so close before your eyes, it's like looking at the lines from the palm of your hand.
Under the reflection of the "mirror heart", their bodies shone with various lights. Even if they were shielded "mimicry", when they stared intently after discovering the flaw, they could vaguely detect the changing emotions in their hearts.
"So, you are here."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "I'll give you a surprise."
He strummed the strings.
Collapse~
The school badge was bounced high and flipped in the air, reflecting the scorching sun above and the lava behind it, glowing red.
In the school badge, the thousands of credits he had accumulated were consumed in an instant.
The name that had always been on everyone's mind disappeared in an instant.
Everyone who was paying attention to the rankings was stunned for a moment, wondering what happened that caused Ye Qingxuan's name to drop from thirteenth place to thousands of places in an instant.
In their astonishment, they did not see the flashes of light in the sky above them, like comets falling.
It's like countless meteorites broke through the barrier outside the sky, and when they rubbed against the air, they glowed with blazing light. They turned into a rainstorm of meteors and fell from the sky!
"what is that?"
In the dense forest, Bart, whose face was covered with dust, raised his head and looked up at the sky.
In the distance, on the mouth of the volcano, rays of light flew up out of thin air, scattering in all directions.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Everyone's school badges began to tremble crazily, causing them to lower their heads in confusion and look up at the rankings that seemed to be burning.
On the entire ranking list, all orders began to change instantly. The rankings connected to the Requiem barrier collapsed in this violent change, with cracks appearing and losing their luster.
At the bottom, a name burned, a step forward, and then another.
As the meteor shower fell, the name trembled crazily, breaking through all the obstacles above, rising like a rock, and soaring into the sky.
First, they fell from thirteen to thousands, and then they rushed forward like crazy.
Everywhere he passed was a mess.
Nine hundred, eight hundred, seven hundred... one hundred, passing by in a cluster! Then, like lightning, it jumped into the top ten category in an instant.
"What the hell is this?"
Bart, who was originally relieved, saw his eyes darken and was completely squeezed out of the top ten, but then, screams were heard in the distance.
"This is cheating! Cheating!" The Royal School student roared: "That Oriental bastard! I'm going to tear you apart!"
The meteor shower transformed into light is still falling!
Wherever it landed, there was a flash of mimetic broken light, like absurd fireworks! In an instant, the number of credits behind that name skyrocketed again!
It jumped from zero to one thousand nine hundred and fifty in an instant, which was the return of the exhausted credits. Then, two thousand points, three thousand points, four thousand points...
That name was soaring forward, stepping on everyone's names and moving forward, like a runaway mad dog, a drifting hearse, and a flaming bull, crashing past the rankings.
Top ten, top five, top three... and finally, Banner, who had always been silent and cold, clenched his fists, his face twisted, and he roared hoarsely:
"—Ye Qingxuan!!!"
In the blink of an eye, the situation changes.
Number one on the ranking list is Ye Qingxuan!
Moreover, the points behind him are still rising rapidly, five thousand, six thousand, seven thousand... eight thousand! Nine thousand!
"Nine thousand?"
On the beach of the desert island, Richard from the School Rules Enforcement Office had a twitching expression and looked back at his assistant: "Are you sure he didn't cheat? We should talk to him..."
He paused and swore a rare curse word:
"What a fucking ghost!"
In an instant, the "mimicry" of more than one hundred and ninety graduates was broken by the light, and the credits that followed separated Banner, who was ranked second, by a huge gap of nearly five thousand in an instant.
The completely unreasonable change made everyone feel suffocated and powerless, as if they saw the abyss between the two.
At that moment, countless students groaned hopelessly from their throats: "That Oriental pervert..."
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On the second floor of the auditorium, in the conference room.
Different from the drastic changes in the rankings, all the teachers felt the changes at that moment more intuitively.
On the overhead view projected on the wall, at that moment, the picture flickered.
In the center of the desert island, there was a black spot that emitted a dazzling light, which was the consumption of credits that overlapped hundreds of times in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the red dots on the entire map began to tremble crazily and went out one by one. It was as if an invisible hand descended from the sky and swept across, completely erasing all disguised mimicry.
Until the end, there were only a few scattered fish left on the entire map. And on the completely chaotic ranking list, in just a few seconds, Ye Qingxuan completed a huge jump from the bottom to the top with great momentum.
In full view of the public, he unscrupulously worked from bottom to top, breaking through the rankings and ranking first, leaving all the students behind and leaving a huge gap like a chasm.
There was a moment of silence in the entire conference room, and no one realized what happened.
It wasn't until they finally reacted that it seemed like a pot had exploded. No matter how hard they suppressed the situation, they couldn't stop the teachers from whispering to each other.
In the crowd, Ingmar's face was ashen.
"Is that Oriental... crazy?"
He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists under the table, and looked back at Abraham angrily: "Abraham, what on earth is going on?!"
For a moment, everyone fell silent and looked at the silent man.
Under everyone's gaze, Abraham raised his head slowly, looking confused: "Even if you ask me about this kind of thing, I know it very well..."
Are you fucking kidding me? !
Abraham's slowness was taken as a mockery by Ingmar. His face turned red and he gritted his teeth and said: "Your student came to the first place as if he was cheating, and you actually told me that you didn't know. How did you become a teacher? ?”
"this… "
Abraham thought for a moment and shook his head helplessly: "Ye Zi is a very worry-free student, and he learns everything very quickly. And, well, he often surprises people. Just like this, ahem, everyone just needs to get used to it... "
He forced out a forced smile:
"Well, just get used to it."
Get used to your brother-in-law!
Ingmar almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He glared at Abraham hatefully, took out the ether ball, connected it to the Requiem barrier, and directly began to analyze the fluctuations and ether in the illusion.
After years of immersion in the Apocalypse faction, almost instantly, the ether ball reflected the changes in the illusion, as well as the complex changes in the ether.
Just among the layers of silver tracks, intricate movements and melodies are displayed.
The notes that have almost been condensed into substance are intertwined to form an illusory "image". It is the "essence" that the musician feels from it after he has completely grasped the essence of the movement.
He saw it.
In the silver dust of the etheric sphere, there are red color movements.
It was a red dress fluttering on the stage. The charming girl was dancing wildly, her movements gentle but becoming passionate in an instant.
It was a soul-stirring dance, so frantic that it felt like the red clothes were turning into fire and burning, making people want to get involved in it involuntarily.
"The movement of changing factions?"
Ingmar muttered to himself, and then realized: No, the movements of the Change Faction have always been famous for their explosions and changes, and there is absolutely no possibility of humanistic intentions.
So, what kind of music score is this
It seems crazy and exciting, but it always follows the rhythm, and is incredibly rigorous in the interpretation and construction of music theory.
The ether followed the guidance of the rhythm, turning from gurgling water into a bursting torrent, silently brewing a thunderous power.
The composer's mellow and smooth technique without the slightest hint of deliberateness is enough to be admired. What's more, it also requires an incredible level of control over the ether...
Although its origin is unknown, Ingmar can be sure that there is absolutely no music score of the Apocalypse faction with this kind of imagery!
In an instant, Ingmar seemed to have thought of something, his expression suddenly changed, he turned back and looked directly at Abraham, his eyes ferocious:
"Abraham, if you let me know that you violated the confidentiality agreement of the military and taught the music theory of forbidden factions to that oriental brat, I will definitely let you hang on the gallows."
The atmosphere in the entire conference room was suffocating, and everyone looked at Abraham with suspicion.
At the front, the second princess Mary also frowned.
In view of the huge deterrent power of the forbidden faction, its inheritance must be under the supervision of the silent agency under the Musicians Association, endorsed by the military department, and after several contracts are signed before it can be carried out.
If someone violates it, the best result is that both the teacher and the student will be sent to the Mithril Vault together, and will never be able to touch the ether.
If Abraham really used some method to bypass the constraints of the contract and teach taboo music theory to his students... then even the Royal Academy of Music would not be able to tolerate him!
For a time, Abraham became a target of public criticism.
Abraham was stunned, confused, and seemed to have no reaction.
After a long time, he looked at Ingmar and asked with some uncertainty: "Did you... misunderstand something?"