Ye Futian was still playing the piano, and the high-pitched music gradually became deeper, and the imperial aura in him disappeared.
Finally, with a note beating, the music stopped.
Ye Futian slowly raised his head and looked at Qianshan Dui. His clothes were as white as snow and spotless. His eyes were like stars, and his handsome face seemed to be even more dazzling at this moment.
I am a humble mortal, but my heart is toward the sky. If there is a violent storm, I will transform into an emperor.
The vast and endless void suddenly became extremely quiet as the music disappeared, and countless eyes stared at the two figures on the battlefield.
Qian Shanmu looked at Gu Se's broken string in despair, as if he still didn't want to believe that he would lose.
Donghua Sect also didn't believe it and couldn't accept it.
Qin Mengruo's face turned pale. Her man had lost to Ye Futian in terms of music.
Hua Qingqing's clear eyes looked at the handsome figure in white. What she paid attention to was not Ye Futian's victory, but the music played by Ye Futian and the artistic conception in the music. From the beginning to the end, he did not use the music to induce magic. Attack, but just express an artistic conception with music, unyielding, growing from a boy, until he transforms into an emperor and dominates the world.
The artistic conception contained in his piano music continued to grow stronger, until it completely overwhelmed Qian Shanmu.
Perhaps his musical attainments may not be as good as Qianshanmu's, but the world he feels from his music is broader than Qianshanmu's.
Even the people in the academy were shocked by the outcome of this battle, especially Tang Ye and Su Muge, who had previously mocked Ye Futian. When they saw the looks of the academy disciples around them, they felt their faces burning.
However, Yu Sheng felt that this should be a matter of course. He was the only one who had blind trust in Ye Futian. He glanced at Tang Ye with the same cold eyes and said coldly: "In the past, on the top of Jingshan Mountain in the ancient world, it was still too much. Isn’t it embarrassing enough?”
Tang Ye's eyes froze and he stared at Yu Sheng with an embarrassed look on his face.
"How can you understand his world? You'd better shut up about his affairs from now on." Yu Sheng said coldly, with a hint of threat in his wild eyes.
Tang Ye gritted his teeth and threatened him for the rest of his life
But Yu Sheng didn't care about his thoughts at all. After saying that, he turned his eyes and ignored Tang Ye's existence.
From the crowd in the vast space, low voices gradually came out.
"Qianshanmu, unexpectedly defeated."
I don't know who said a voice, and the crowd was in an uproar.
Qian Shanmu, who is known as the best musical person of the younger generation in the Eastern Barren Territory, has been defeated in the musical field. So, can he still be called the first person
The eyes of the geniuses among the major forces fell on Ye Futian. Although Ye Futian's realm was slightly lower, his realm would be improved sooner or later.
Another character like Gu Dongliu will appear in the thatched cottage.
The two great monsters of the Donghua Sect, Lu Nantian was defeated by Gu Dongliu, and Qianshan Mu was defeated by Ye Futian.
Donghua Sect was completely defeated in the head-on confrontation with the Cottage.
Ye Futian put the guqin into the package. He did not act hastily or slowly, nor did he ridicule Qianshanmu's defeat.
Defeating your opponent with music is the best response in itself, and all words are feeble.
"What song are you playing?" Qian Shanmu raised his head and looked at Ye Futian and asked.
What he played was the sacred music, the voice of the saint. This music was extremely difficult to play, and it was even more difficult to express the artistic conception. But he was able to do it, but he still failed.
Ye Futian raised his head and looked at Qianshan Mu and said: "I play it casually, I don't know what the song is."
After saying that, he turned around and raised his feet, ready to leave.
Qian Shanmu's face froze, slightly embarrassed, but Ye Futian said that he played the music of the Holy Music at random.
"Although you win, why are you so hypocritical." Ye Futian has a high level of musical attainments, he naturally admitted it, but Ye Futian said that he played it casually and deliberately humiliated him
Ye Futian stopped, smiled, and said: "What is the rhythm? Although the rhythm can be borrowed for fighting, it is the rhythm given by the mental attack. The real rhythm lies in the rhythm itself, which is pure and connected with the meaning. You say I don’t understand music, I really don’t understand it very well, but do you really understand it?”
After saying that, Ye Futian continued to lift his steps, and Qian Shanmu's eyes froze.
Do you really understand
At this moment, Qian Shanmu actually had a suspicion about himself.
He lowered his head, looked at the broken string, and pondered, feeling as if he had suffered a great blow.
At this time, a beautiful figure walked up to him. She saw Qian Shanmu's struggle and doubted herself. This was her man, and she didn't want to see Qian Shanmu like this.
"He is deliberately attacking your state of mind." Qin Mengruo said to Qian Shanmu: "Your melody is not weaker than anyone else. If it were not for the defense with magical weapons, victory would have been yours long ago. He can't resist your melody attack at all. "
Qian Shanmu raised his head and looked at his wife Qin Mengruo.
She was still so beautiful, with strong faith and trust in him in her noble and beautiful eyes.
The two looked at each other, and Qian Shanmu's eyes gradually regained a trace of confidence.
As the proud son of Donghua Zongtian, he has his own extraordinary qualities. Whether it is his state of mind or his will, he is unmatched by ordinary people.
It was just because this battle was a huge blow to him that he lost to Ye Futian who was in the realm of Dharma in the music he was best at. Moreover, he represented the Donghua Sect and Ye Futian represented the Cottage. Everyone thought he would When he crushed Ye Futian, he was defeated, which was a little unbearable for a while.
"etc."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came out, and Ye Futian stopped again, turned around, and looked towards Dongqin Academy.
The person who spoke was Qin Li. Qianshanmu's defeat dealt a huge blow to Dongqin Academy.
If Ye Futian is just allowed to leave with victory, no matter who they challenge, there will be no way to undo the losses in this battle.
"Since you still insist that you don't understand music, then what are you good at?" Qin Li asked.
He beat Qian Shanmu in terms of music, but claims he doesn't understand music, which is naturally hypocritical.
In this case, he would like to ask Ye Futian, what is he good at
"What do you want to do?" Ye Futian looked at Qin Li and asked with a smile.
"Are you good at martial arts?" Qin Li asked.
"It's okay." Ye Futian responded.
"Qin Mang."
Qin Li shouted, and a figure suddenly stepped forward. This man's body was not as burly as Yu Sheng's, but standing there, he gave people a very powerful feeling. His eyes were bright, and Ye Futian's gaze was like Like a terrifying monster, full of wild aura.
Qin Mang stepped onto the martial arts battle stage. He was a descendant of the royal family of the Qin Dynasty. He had five dragon veins in his body and his martial arts talent was astonishing.
His cultivation level is at the peak level of Dharma.
"Qin Mang, I am in the Dharma Realm. I major in martial arts. I challenge you with martial arts. Do you accept the challenge?" Qin Li looked at Ye Futian and said.
Everyone's eyes flashed, and many powerful forces naturally knew about the talented descendants of the Qin Dynasty. This Qin Mang, a descendant of the Qin Dynasty, had five dragon veins in his body and was extremely talented in martial arts.
Moreover, he is in the Dharma Realm. In this case, Ye Futian, the disciple of the Caotang, has no reason to use the magic weapon, right
Although Ye Futian's level must be lower than Qin Mang's, he is a disciple of the Thatched Cottage and attracts everyone's attention. Isn't it normal for his level to be low in battle
Qin Li took advantage of this and wanted to prove something by Qin Mang's defeat of Ye Futian.
"Are you sure you want to challenge with martial arts?" Ye Futian glanced at Qin Li.
Qin Li looked at the frivolity in Ye Futian's eyes, frowned and said, "Of course."
Ye Futian glanced at Qin Li with a smile, then he walked back to the thatched cottage, handed the guqin package to Yu Sheng, then turned around and walked towards the martial arts battle platform.
Countless eyes followed Ye Futian's figure, and being able to defeat Qianshan Mu with his music meant that Ye Futian was a spiritual Mage of Destiny, but Qin Li chose to challenge martial arts.
What kind of attainments does Ye Futian, who he said has never proven himself, have in martial arts
Stepping onto the battlefield, Ye Futian looked at Qin Mang and said, "Are you ready?"
His voice was casual and frivolous. Qin Mang stared at him and said coldly: "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, a wild aura was released crazily from his body, and a faint dragon shadow appeared. Moreover, there was not just one dragon shadow, but five.
In an instant, the aura on Qin Mang's body was extremely terrifying, the Emperor Dragon Art was in motion, five dragons surrounded him, and there was a faint sound of dragon roars.
He is already at the peak of Dharma and has opened five dragon veins, so his combat power is absolutely astonishing.
At this time, a stick appeared in Ye Futian's hand, which was born from the gathering of spiritual energy. He held it casually in his hand, and an aura bloomed from his body in an instant, and became stronger and stronger.
"Boom." The battle platform trembled, Qin Mang stepped forward, the real dragon protected his body, dragons roared in bursts, and five dragons circled. At this moment, Qin Mang flew into the sky, arrogant, and behind him, a dragon statue seemed to appear. , like a totem.
Ye Futian's body moved, running forward, flying into the air at any time, his body flying and circling in the void, his momentum getting stronger and stronger, approaching Qin Mang directly.
Since it is a battle of martial arts, it is naturally a head-on confrontation.
"Roar..." There seemed to be a roar of a dragon, and the void trembled. Qin Mang brought five real dragons and killed him angrily. The flying Ye Futian seemed extremely small and vulnerable.
But the momentum in Ye Futian became stronger and stronger.
Finally, the dragon shadow descended and charged towards Ye Futian, only to see his spinning body stop and the long stick in his hand slash towards the real dragon.
Heaven's nine strikes create heaven and earth.
At this moment, a huge stick shadow appeared between the sky and the earth. Everyone saw Ye Futian rushing into the dragon shadow, and then there was a loud bang.
They saw that the dragon shadow was split in the middle, and Ye Futian's long stick hit Qin Mang directly.
The next moment, Qin Mang's body flew directly in the direction of the crowd at Dongqin Academy, and with a loud bang, he hit the ground, right in front of Qin Li.
Vulnerable.
Ye Futian's figure floated down, and the long stick disappeared from his hand. He glanced at Qin Li and said with a smile: "Is this the strength of the genius of the Qin Dynasty?"
PS: Thank you Ling Yu for joining the alliance!
(End of chapter)