"What do you mean, Miss Xuan?" Zhuge Minghua was slightly stunned.
"I won't use the sword today!" Xuan Chenxi smiled again.
"Sister, your piano!" At this moment, Xuan Pang's voice sounded.
Then, he raised his hand and threw a pipa to Xuan Chenxi.
"Haha, I didn't expect Miss Xuan to be so elegant. She could play a song before the competition, not bad!" Zhuge Minghua raised his lips.
These words are naturally meant to be ridiculing.
Naturally, he would not be so naive as to think that Xuan Chenxi took a pipa at this time just to cheer up the competition!
"Let's take action!"
"Haha, okay!" Zhuge Minghua narrowed his eyes again.
I sneered in my heart at the same time. Once you get on this stage, it’s not that easy to admit defeat!
call!
As soon as the words fell, the aura on his body rose instantly, half-step supreme cultivation was revealed, and the void in this area was instantly shrouded.
Many spectators sitting close to the ring immediately felt suffocated and could not help but shudder.
"Tsk, tsk, you are worthy of being the genius of a super sect. At such a grade, you are already halfway to the supreme level!"
"Yes! Given time, this will definitely be another top figure in the ancient martial arts world!"
"Can Miss Xuanmen really resist the attack of Half-Step Supreme with a pipa?"
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There were bursts of discussion in the audience.
"Brother, why doesn't Sister Xi use a sword?" The judge turned to look at Ling Hao and said, "Hasn't her Tianshan swordsmanship been refined to the peak level?"
"Although Tianshan swordsmanship is very strong, Chen Xi has not fully grasped its essence." Ling Hao responded thoughtfully.
"Moreover, Zhuge Minghua's strength is swordsmanship. It will be very difficult for Chen Xi to surpass him in swordsmanship and challenge him!"
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Brother, if Sister Xi abandons the sword and changes it to the harp, do you have a good chance of winning?" Qinglong asked at the same time.
"50% sure!" Ling Hao nodded slightly and added, "It depends on how well she controls the music!"
"Okay!" Qinglong shrugged his shoulders.
While the two were talking, the battle on the ring officially began.
Zhuge Minghua was seen holding a sword in his hand, pulling out several piercing sword rays in the void and shooting towards Xuan Chenxi. The force was like breaking bamboo, and a harsh wind howled.
clang!
Xuan Chenxi held the piano with his left hand and plucked the strings with his right hand, making a crisp sound. The sound spread to the eardrums of two to three hundred thousand people, making it pleasant to the ears.
However, as Xuan Chenxi continued to strum the strings, many viewers with low cultivation levels began to feel a faint sense of discomfort, which became increasingly intense.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At the same time, invisible energy shot out from the strings of the piano, hitting Zhuge Minghua's sword lights, and there was an explosion of sound in the void.
The offensives launched by both sides collided midway and then completely dissipated.
"It's interesting!" After the two of them fought for more than ten rounds, Zhuge Minghua stood on the spot and looked at Xuan Chenxi and said.
"As expected of a man from Tianshan, a pipa can block my thousands of swords, I admire you!"
"I know you've been testing my limits. What's going on? Is there any result?" Xuan Chenxi took a deep breath and calmed down the surging anger in his heart.
"Haha, Miss Xuan is joking." Zhuge Minghua narrowed his eyes.
After a brief pause, the conversation changed.
"Miss Xuan, let's not waste everyone's time. Let's use our trump cards. We will win or lose with one move. How about that?"
"That's what I meant!" Xuan Chenxi smiled lightly
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"Then take action!" Zhuge Minghua responded in a deep voice.
Immediately afterwards, his momentum rose again, and the pressure above the arena became even stronger.
The next moment, the sword in his hand came out. After staying above his head for a moment, it was divided into nine parts as if someone had cast a spell.
Nine identical ancient swords float in the void, true and false, unreal and real, and no one can tell the difference between the true and false of the nine ancient swords.
"Swordsmanship!" After he said in a deep voice again, nine ancient swords shot out at the same time, each sword having its own movement trajectory.
After a while, countless afterimages of ancient swords filled the void within a kilometer range, the formation was terrifying, and the killing intent was overwhelming.
Fortunately, these sharp swords seemed to have spiritual power. Their target was only Xuan Chenxi and did not harm the surrounding spectators.
"Tsk, tsk, this is the sword control technique of Shengtian Sword Pavilion? It's really strong!"
"I have long heard about the reputation of sword-controlling skills. I am lucky enough to see it today. It is indeed well-deserved!"
"The horror of sword control is that it seems like multiple people are attacking at the same time, making it impossible to defend against!"
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Seeing this scene, many viewers started talking again.
call!
Facing Zhuge Minghua's full blow, Xuan Chenxi secretly took a deep breath.
Then, he mobilized his whole body's energy and raised his hand to strum the strings. The pipa made a crisp sound again, and Xuan Chenxi's whole body's energy and spirit also changed accordingly.
The music was relatively soft at the beginning, and the audience around them sounded very enjoying it.
However, in less than ten seconds, the style of music suddenly changed.
The tune becomes sometimes high-pitched, sometimes depressing, sometimes like thousands of troops galloping past, sometimes as suffocating as all things are annihilated.
Many viewers began to feel severe discomfort, and some people with low cultivation levels even experienced hallucinations.
Some people couldn't help but cover their ears.
"Old Tang, do you think this song sounds familiar to you?" Liao Hong looked at Tang Long in the VIP seat No. 1 and said.
"Yeah!" Tang Long nodded slightly, "It does sound familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it."
"If your guess is correct, this piece should be written by the Thousand-Handed Qin Demon!" Gongsun Yin, who was sitting next to him, said thoughtfully, with a slightly surprised look on his face.
"Huh?!" After hearing what the Prime Minister said, Tang Long said in surprise, "I remembered, this is the evil song of the Thousand-Handed Piano Demon!"
"No wonder it sounds so familiar!" Liao Hong nodded at the same time.
"The Thousand-Handed Piano Demon has disappeared for decades, and there are rumors in the world that he has died long ago. How could Xuan Yatou know this evil song?"
"Xiao Xi got this evil song from the place where the Thousand Hands Qin Demon fell!" Qian Qing explained at the side.
Then, he briefly described to a few people what Ling Hao had told him about the Thousand-Hand Piano Demon.
"That's it!" After listening to Qian Qing's words, the three of them finally understood.
"I never thought that Xuan Yatou would have such an opportunity!" Gongsun Yin picked up the tea cup and took a sip and smiled lightly.
"No wonder she was so confident in challenging Zhuge Minghua from the beginning. It turns out she has something to rely on!"
"Prime Minister, Tiansha music is the dream of many people who are good at playing the piano!" A cabinet member looked at Gongsun Yin and said.
"Master Xuan performed it in a high-profile manner in front of so many people. Will it bring trouble to her?"
You know, decades ago, the Thousand-Handed Qin Demon dominated the world with this Tiansha song.
Later, after the news of the Thousand-Handed Piano Demon's death spread, countless people frantically searched for the place where he fell, just to get this evil song.
Now that Tiansha Qu has reappeared in the world, it will inevitably arouse the jealousy of some people.