Just when Feng Shaoyang was a little autistic due to Su Pingan's lyrics, the latter was flying in the air at the moment, but suddenly a different feeling came out of his body.
Su Ping'an felt that a warm current first surged out from the Oncidium tree, and then quickly swam all over his limbs and bones like a snake. His body was already a little tired after such a long battle, but under the influence of this warm current,
Afterwards, just like rain after a long drought, or spring after a dead tree, his muscles and veins were nourished and revitalized, and his fatigue was instantly swept away.
"Is this...a breakthrough?!"
Sensing this difference, Su Ping'an was shocked. He quickly closed his eyes and felt the realm. Only then did he realize that he had never been able to cross the threshold before. With a group of book fans cooperating to complete the song,
He actually made it through!
Seven realms of scribes!
boom!
Su Ping'an clenched his fist in the air, and the Wen Qi immediately vibrated in the space, buzzing like a mosquito flapping its wings. He could even clearly feel that both the solidity of Wen Qi and the control of Wen Qi had improved to a new level in an instant.
The powerful feeling even gave him the urge to look up to the sky and scream.
“Is composing music to interact with book fans the right way to break through?!”
Su Ping'an smiled jokingly to himself, then looked down at Feng Shaoyang on the ring, his eyes suddenly darkened, "Now is the time for the show to begin!"
Uh-huh...
There was a sound of wind, and Su Ping'an fell from the sky. His body was as light as a feather, and his green clothes fell to the ground, not stained by dust. After the breakthrough, his entire popularity became calmer.
"Um?!"
Feng Shaoyang's eyes were venomous. He was a little annoyed by Su Pingan's lyrics just now, but now he just saw Su Pingan landing, and he felt the difference from the subtleties.
If he looked at Su Pingan before, it was like an adult looking down at a young man, then when he looked at Su Pingan now, he felt like he was looking down at him.
This feeling is amazing, as if the other person has grown a lot taller in an instant!
"Did he really break through?!"
Feng Shaoyang's heart tightened suddenly.
Su Pingan had been able to fight him to this point before he broke through, but now with this breakthrough...
"What am I thinking? Even if he breaks through, he is only at the seventh level of scribes, and I am at the ninth level of scribes. There is no reason why I can't beat him. But... what is this vague feeling of uneasiness?"
The more Feng Shaoyang looked at him, the more irritated he felt. Then he waved his hand fiercely and his eyes became ferocious, "No matter what, whether he has broken through or not, whether he is the sixth or seventh realm of scribes, in short, I will definitely challenge him this time.
Defeat him. Kill him!"
With a low shout, Feng Shaoyang attacked again with his pen. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen magic spells were fired at the same time. The sky was filled with rockets, icy rain, iron ropes, mountains... The attacks were all over the arena, and Su Ping'an was instantly trapped in all directions.
under siege.
Facing the attacks from all over the sky, Su Ping'an was as steady as a rock, motionless, but a literary energy had gathered around him, and then he slowly sang: "Exercise the muscles, bones and skin externally, internally practice the breath, hardness and softness are not enough."
Lower your head, we have heaven and earth in our hearts!"
boom……
As this verse of lyrics was sung, Su Ping'an's literary aura evolved and gradually turned into a Tai Chi Qi mask covering his body. The pattern of Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish slowly rotated on the Qi mask, truly achieving just that.
Soft and gentle, when those attacks hit, the air shield shook violently, but then all the power of the attacks was quietly relieved by the Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish.
"The same thing again, the same thing again... How can this guy's nonsense lyrics inspire literary style? I don't believe it..."
Others don't know what happened, but Feng Shaoyang was about to collapse. He went crazy and launched a venting attack on the shield. Various magical techniques made the ring explode with bangs and bangs, but Su Ping'an stood inside the shield.
He was calm and composed, and the more he behaved like this, the angrier Feng Shaoyang became.
"You've almost finished attacking, so it's my turn!"
Su Ping'an caught the gap between Feng Shaoyang's attacks, and then he was ready to take action. He sang: "Qingfeng Sword in hand - kill!"
As this line of lyrics was sung, a giant sword nearly ten meters long suddenly formed in the sky above the arena, and then, like a divine pillar, it stabbed Feng Shaoyang straight down.
"He can actually fight back?!"
Feng Shaoyang's eyes almost popped out of his head, but he was still angry. He had not lost his reason. He raised the literary treasure in his hand, stimulating the literary spirit in his body, and then looked at the giant sword as if he were looking at Su Ping'an, and drew it with one stroke.
He went over and shouted through gritted teeth: "Die!"
boom……
The giant sword roared and exploded into pieces after colliding with Feng Shaoyang's power.
After all, Feng Shaoyang is at the ninth realm of scribes. When this guy goes crazy, his strength is quite terrifying.
"You want to hurt me with just this attack, do you really think I'm made of clay?!"
After Feng Shaoyang exploded the giant sword, his anger remained unabated, but before he could feel happy, there was a sudden whoosh from his side, and a bright sharp blade grazed his cheek and passed away.
laugh……
A string of blood beads floated, and a line of blood immediately appeared on Feng Shaoyang's fair face.
Feng Shaoyang's expression froze at this time. He reached out and touched the wound on his face, and then looked at the flying knife that just flew by. He didn't understand what was going on. Didn't he block the attack just now?
, but where did this flying knife come from?
At this time, Su Ping'an's singing came slowly, singing: "... Just look at the two swords, and as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is..."
"..."
Feng Shaoyang is going crazy!
Damn Gan Lin, if you don’t play like this, it doesn’t matter if a song is so targeted at people, you actually have both offensive and defensive skills, and now you’re carrying out sneak attacks?!
Are you going too far?!
The book fans under the stage were also so shocked that they even forgot to shout "Hey ha" to cooperate.
"The lyrics written by Mr. Su are so awesome. They were really created on the spot. It wouldn't be possible for them to be so appropriate if they weren't written right now!"
"Why, after listening to Master Su's creations, I feel that playing the piano is not that difficult. It seems that all you need is a mouth!"
"I always feel that this lyrics is nonsense, but it can inspire success with literary style, which is outrageous!"
"The Su family are indeed people we can only look up to..."
As for the Wen Palace students, they were also shocked and numbed by Su Ping'an's various tricks. Even if the latter could do something even more surprising later, they didn't think there was anything to be surprised about.
Because the competition has reached this stage, they can basically use stone hammers... Su Sheng Xiaomeng is a monster!