It's not that the Tianhai team didn't want to resist, but the sound of the piano lingering in their ears made their bodies heavy and their spiritual power stagnant, making them completely powerless to resist.
After the seven people finished throwing away, they looked at the three people who had just retreated and let out a hey hey laugh.
"Are you going down by yourself, or are we going to throw you down?"
"Second Senior Brother, show them?"
Qin Jiu squeezed his fist, squatted down, and punched lightly on the stands.
With a loud bang, a small hole was smashed out of the hard granite rock, and there were fine spider web cracks all over the surrounding area.
Qin Jiu stood up, clenched his fists and looked at the three remaining members of the Tianhai team.
The three of them turned pale with fright, turned around and jumped off the high platform without hesitation.
Up and down the stands, there was a dead silence.
Many people still had blank faces, just now... what happened
Finally, the person who was thrown out of Team Tianhai came back to his senses, and cursed with distorted expression, "You are shameless, you are deceitful!!"
Luo Yu looked at them condescendingly, smiling with crooked eyebrows, dimples looming, unspeakably cute, "How did we cheat? You voluntarily wanted seven pairs of seven, and we didn't force you."
"It's the sound of the zither!" Team Captain Tianhai pointed at Muyan and yelled angrily, "You moved your hands and feet during the sound of the zither, knocked down our flying sword, and made us unable to move, otherwise how could we possibly lose? ?”
Luo Yu clasped his arms around his chest and said proudly: "That's right, Sixth Senior Sister is our strongest support. Her piano sound can make your flying swords dull. What's so strange? Is there a rule in the competition that you can't use support?"
The Tianhai team was suddenly speechless.
The female cultivator who hosted slowly walked up to the high platform, looked at Muyan and the others with a strange and complicated look, and then announced: "In the sixth match of the first round, Lingwu Tianhai will face Xingchen Xiaoyao, and the winner is... the Xiaoyao team!"
There was a complete silence in the stands.
Today's game time really broke yesterday's record between King Fengtian and Xingchen Yuheng.
However, the winner was not the Tianhai team that everyone thought, but... the Xiaoyao team that was predicted to be the weakest before the game.
The female cultivator smiled and said, "Student Jun Muyan, in the competition just now, were you the one who knocked down Team Tianhai's sword with the sound of the zither? I have seen a zither player who assists in cultivation, but I have never seen a zither player perform like you. General skills."
Muyan smiled slightly and said: "That's just for everyone to see."
The corner of the female nun's mouth twitched, "Are you all surprised by the results of today's competition? What do you think the Xiaoyao team will finally achieve in the three-academy competition?"
Muyan raised her brows lightly, her rippling peach eyes sparkled, and her already overwhelmed face became even more captivating, "Since we are here to participate in this competition, of course there is only one goal."
As she spoke, she slowly stretched out a finger and shook it lightly, "Champion, which one is better than us?"
The face of the presiding female cultivator froze instantly.
And in the stands, the cultivators who were originally captured by her radiance, after realizing what she said, immediately erupted into turbulent discussions and curses.
"What did she just say? Champion?! Did I hear you right?!"
"Hahaha, a mere seven-member pheasant team defeated the Tianhai team with tricks and tricks, and thought they could win the championship. I think she is crazy?"
"It's just too arrogant! Just watch, they will die miserably in the next match!"