Shen Chenfeng suddenly turned around, with a hint of murderous intent in his voice.
"Who said I lost?"
Mi Zhiyin became angry and wanted to speak out.
Shen Chenfeng took a step forward, filled with murderous aura, and said: "I remember you just said that the competition between piano skills is to compete with the visions of heaven and earth. Whoever causes the more magnificent visions of heaven and earth will have stronger piano skills."
"That's right."
"Xi Zhiyin, that's what I just said."
"We heard clearly. The dignified Holy Son of Qin Shenfeng will never lie in front of so many of us, right?"
The crowd seemed not to mind the matter and started shouting wildly.
Mi Zhiyin was speechless and could only snort loudly and said: "I did say that."
"In this case, why don't you admit defeat quickly?"
Ye Fentian said with a smile on his face: "Although Senior Brother Mi is superb at playing the piano, he can attract thousands of spiritual birds with his song of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix. But Shen Chenfeng's song of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix can actually attract thousands of spiritual birds." Hundreds of mythical beasts, and even a real phoenix."
After a pause, he continued: "Who is strong and who is weak, I don't need to say more, right?"
"yes."
"Although we don't know how to play the piano, we can still clearly distinguish the difference between a spiritual bird and a real phoenix."
"Senior Brother Mi, what are you doing standing still?"
"Why don't you admit defeat quickly?"
The crowd instantly became excited, especially the male disciples, who looked at Mi Zhiyin with eyes filled with joy.
In the past, searching for friends relied on piano skills, attracting countless beauties and enjoying endless fame.
Who would have thought that he would be here today.
The majestic Son of the Qin Sheng was actually completely defeated by someone using his best Qin skills.
And the one who defeated him was the trash he called him.
Mi Zhiyin was so angry that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide under the laughter.
Yin Susu and others, who had been extremely arrogant just now, now completely lost their temper.
They stared blankly at the hundreds of divine beasts kneeling on the ground, not daring to move. They still can't believe that Mi Zhiyin would lose.
Moreover, he still lost to a piece of trash.
"Looking for a close friend, I am willing to admit defeat."
Yue Jinghui recovered from the shock. He first looked at Shen Chenfeng in surprise, feeling increasingly unable to see through this young man.
Then he pushed his wheelchair and came to Mi Zhiyin, and said calmly: "The dignified Holy Son of Qin Shenfeng, do you want to act shameless in front of so many people?"
Mi Zhiyin's face was stiff. He wanted to use his piano skills to humiliate Shen Chenfeng.
But he never expected that Shen Chenfeng was also proficient in piano skills. Instead of being humiliated by him, he actually made it difficult for him to get off the stage.
Mi Zhiyin felt very angry, but there was nothing he could do.
In full view of the public, no matter how resentful he was, he would not dare to attack Shen Chenfeng without permission.
"Okay, I lost this competition."
Mi Zhiyin gritted his teeth, and the sound came out from between his teeth.
He glared at Shen Chenfeng fiercely, as if to remember the other person's appearance clearly. Then he flicked his sleeves and robe, took several Qin Shenfeng disciples, and turned around to leave.
"Wait!"
Shen Chenfeng's figure flashed and suddenly stood in front of Mi Zhiyin.
His expression was stern and his brows were solemn, and he said: "Looking for a close friend, I am willing to admit defeat. Since you lost the competition, you should hand over the guqin behind your back in accordance with the bet."
"Shen Chenfeng, don't bully others too much."
Mi Zhiyin's face changed wildly. It was already embarrassing enough for him to admit defeat to Shen Chenfeng in public.
Shen Chenfeng is pushing the envelope, and still wants his guqin?
Are you kidding me?
This Tianyin Qin was a magic weapon that he got by chance after going through a lot of hardships and dying more than ten times in the dream world.
He always cherished it very much and always carried it with him, treating it as his life.
"I just asked you to fulfill the bet, how could it be too much to bully others?"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes turned red, and the murderous intention in his heart surged, and he said: "If this can be called bullying, then I, Shen Chenfeng, will have to bully you."
As he spoke, he waved his palms violently.
The five fingers tore through the air and grabbed straight for the guqin behind Mi Zhiyin.
"How dare you take action?"
Mi Zhiyin was ecstatic in his heart. He couldn't find a reason to teach Shen Chenfeng a lesson.
Unexpectedly, Shen Chenfeng would dare to take action.
How dare you attack him, a master of the seventh level of god refining, who is in the dignified realm.
Immediately, Mi Zhiyin sneered, no longer having any scruples in his heart. His whole body surged with energy, light flashed in his palms, and he punched out fiercely.
The surging momentum made the entire space vibrate.
However.
When the two fists and feet exchanged.
Mi Zhiyin's face changed crazily, and he felt a crushing force, as powerful as breaking a bamboo, easily destroying his offensive.
And along the arms, it spreads all over the body in an instant.
Bang!
Mi Zhiyin groaned, and his body flew straight out like a rag sack.
"Holy shit!"
"How is this possible?"
"Mi Zhiyin, who is on the seventh level of the God Refining, was blown away by Shen Chenfeng with a punch?"
Seeing this scene, the crowd was shocked.
Shen Chenfeng even snatched the Tianyin Qin smoothly, with a sneer on his face, and said: "You have such little strength, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me?"
"Shen Chenfeng, you!"
Mi Zhiyin fell to the ground in a panic, his chest heaving violently, and he wanted to say something.
Shen Chenfeng raised his sword and slashed out a fierce sword light.
Click!
There was a crisp sound.
The guqin, a low-grade treasure, was actually split in half by his sword.
"Oh My God!"
"Shen Chenfeng, what does he want to do?"
"That was a low-grade treasure. Why did he destroy it?"
The crowd trembled inwardly, with incredible expressions on their faces.
Mi Zhiyin's face was even more dull. Looking at the destroyed Tianyin Qin, his heart ached like a knife.
For this Tianyin Qin, he died more than ten times in the Ancient Moon Realm, and then he went through all kinds of hardships and got this magic weapon under extremely lucky circumstances.
From then on, he never left the piano and regarded it as his fate.
However.
The Tianyin Qin, which he regarded as his destiny, was actually destroyed by Shen Chenfeng.
"Shen Chenfeng, you bastard!"
For a moment, Mi Zhiyin's eyes turned red.
He stood up suddenly, with a slightly crazy look on his face, and said, "What are you doing, how dare you destroy my guqin?"
"Your guqin?"
Shen Chenfeng stepped forward to pick up the main body of the guqin and put it into the gilt ring.
He glanced indifferently, looking at Zhi Zhiyin like a wild beast, and said: "Since you lost the competition, this guqin is mine. Whether I destroy it or keep it, what does it have to do with you?"
"Okay, Shen Chenfeng, you are fine."
Mi Zhiyin was furious in his heart, but he looked at Ye Fentian and Yue Jinghui on the side. There were also hundreds of divine beasts kneeling around Shen Chenfeng.
He had to take a deep breath, suppress his overwhelming anger, and said: "Today you destroyed my guqin, I will always remember my soulmate. If I meet you again next time, I will definitely compete with you. Let’s see how your swordsmanship compares to that of the Swordsmen of the Four Seas.”
After saying that, Mi Zhiyin waved his hand and turned around to leave.
"Wait a minute."
Shen Chenfeng suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly.
He opened his mouth to stop Mi Zhiyin, raised the corner of his mouth, and said: "Since you want to see my sword skills, why wait until next time?"
Mi Zhiyin was slightly startled and asked subconsciously: "Shen Chenfeng, what do you mean?"
Shen Chenfeng narrowed his eyes and exuded a domineering air from his whole body.
"In the city of dreams, I, Chen Chenfeng, am waiting for you."