Many people in Ninghai City know about the endgame.
The people on the shore learned that the Tianzhan Game was played on the boat for gambling. Many talented people rushed to take out the chessboard and look for a way to solve the Tianzhan Game.
If those talented people on the painting boat crack it first, they are likely to be invited to the painting boat.
But soon!
A piece of news came out.
Liu Wuxie defeated Fan Yongfu in five ways, and he was holding a red piece.
As soon as the news came out, everyone fell into silence.
"Five kinds!"
A genius who thought his chess skills were pretty good suddenly threw the chessboard in his hand into Dongyue Lake. From then on, he never touched chess again.
Liu Wuxie's five methods of cracking gradually spread around Dongyue Lake. The Tianran game was actually solved in such a violent way, and the three of them were able to crack it.
Simply unheard of.
The stars are sparse and the moon is bright, and the big moon in the sky has moved to the west.
"Miss Murong, this last level should be piano art!"
Many people stood up and asked Murong Yi.
The four great talents in Ninghai City are Hua Chenye's poetry, Qiu Baihao's painting, Lu Ming's chess skills, and Murong Yi's piano playing.
Tied for the top four!
Everyone has their own unique skills.
Murong Yi stood up, the corners of her eyes raised slightly, and a breeze stirred up from the lake, gently lifting her veil.
Just a quick glance, and the veil quickly fell.
For just a moment, many people lost their minds.
The moment he saw Murong Yi's true appearance, Liu Wuxie's heart suddenly shrank.
"There are such beautiful people in the world!"
Liu Wuxie said secretly.
Only Xu Lingxue can rival her.
Chen Ruoyan is very beautiful, but lacks a fairy spirit.
Xu Lingxue and Murong Yi were completely out of the realm of mortals, just like fairies.
As their cultivation level improves, immortal energy will also be born in Chen Ruoyan and Jian Xing'er.
Xu Lingxue and Murong Yi were born with them.
The two of them need to be nurtured.
Those people on the boat were stunned and could not describe their mood at this moment. Many people were completely in a state of sluggishness.
"Beautiful, so beautiful!"
Many people lost their minds and looked like Brother Pig, but they still glanced at him silently.
Murong Yi also didn't expect that the breeze would lift her veil.
Looking down, there were only a few people with normal eyes, and he forcibly restrained his possessiveness.
There was only one person who shocked her. There was no trace of fluctuation on his face, and his eyes were as calm as water.
Even Hua Chenye, Qiu Baihao and others couldn't hide the amazement in their eyes.
Only Liu Wuxie made Murong Yi pout, but was actually indifferent to her appearance.
"If I can see Miss Murong's true face in this life, I will die without regrets!"
Many people were sitting on chairs, lamenting that they were no longer in the mood to write poetry.
Totally addicted to it, unable to extricate myself.
"She is indeed a stunning beauty. When I saw her today, she certainly lived up to her reputation."
I just saw only half of the profile, which made me so obsessed. If the whole veil was unveiled, it would be okay.
"This last performance is indeed a qin art. There are no restrictions, whether it is guqin or other musical instruments."
Murong Yi gently lowered her head, playing chess, calligraphy and painting, putting the qin in the last place.
There are too few people who know how to play the piano. There were more than a thousand people present, and they all looked at each other, and many people gave up directly.
Being able to see Murong Yi's appearance makes me very satisfied.
Many people couldn't help but look at the Qinghong Gate.
Fan Yongfu was slapped in the face by Liu Wuxie three times in a row, and Fan Yongfu lost his cultivation because of it. What happened tonight was simply a disaster for the Qinghong Sect.
There is only one last meeting. If they don't make a comeback, they will have no shame in returning to the Qinghong Gate.
Qiu Baihao didn't study much in Qin Dao, so he definitely wouldn't go into battle.
Yin Jingwu can only be regarded as a fool, and his level is even more average.
Qinghongmen fell into a brief silence, discussing in private how to humiliate Liu Wuxie on the final piano path.
"Zhou Liang, among us, you are the only one who has the highest level of piano skills. This last level depends entirely on you."
Yin Jingwu walked up to a young disciple who was much younger than him and called him by his first name.
"I will try my best!"
At this point, Zhou Liang could only bite the bullet. His piano skills were not top-notch, but they should not be underestimated.
She cannot be compared with Murong Yi, at least more than 99% of the people present.
"Let me start it!"
Tianluo Gu Fuhong stood up and took out a guqin from the storage ring.
Everyone's eyes fell on Fu Hong's body.
Although Fu Hong is not one of the four great talents, his piano skills are enough to surpass those of his peers.
The sounds on the boat gradually disappeared and suddenly became quiet.
A crisp sound of the piano spread far and wide along the lake.
This is a song called "Chrysanthemum Picking", which can be heard in some teahouses and taverns. It should be a popular piece.
The sound of the piano is melodious, but full of cheerful rhythm, giving the originally dull boat a little more life.
Obviously Fu Hong did this intentionally, not just to fight for the first place.
Every note is like a little girl picking chrysanthemums, traveling on the mountain road, jumping happily.
Sometimes high-pitched, sometimes light, everyone's thoughts are taken in little by little, and negative emotions gradually disappear.
When the song ended, bursts of applause rang out from all around, for Fu Hong.
This song "Cai Ju" is played very well, at the level of a master.
Then several more people took out the guqin and played a few songs.
Every song is not amazing, but it is quite satisfactory.
Maybe it’s because I just listened to Murong Yi’s music. It’s hard for ordinary people to stand out from their music.
It's like putting a perfect answer in front of you. It's really difficult to surpass it.
Murong Yi's piano skills, in everyone's opinion, are close to perfect.
"Who else wants to show off their piano skills?"
After waiting for a long time, no one continued to stand up and play the piano, so Murong Yi asked again.
If not, then score on the spot to see who can win the first place in the final level of piano skills.
"Wait a moment!"
Zhou Liang stood up, stopped Murong Yi, and looked at Liu Wuxie.
What is supposed to come will come, and everyone's calming emotions were instantly ignited. As expected, Qinghong Sect will not give up.
This is their last chance, how can they miss it.
"Liu Wuxie, I want to compete with you in piano skills!"
Zhou Liang's tone was low, and he wanted to compete with Liu Wuxie in piano skills.
"You are not qualified yet!"
Liu Wuxie was a little less interested and just wanted to go back and rest early.
Liu Wuxie basically listened to the piano skills of the few people just now. It is estimated that Zhou Liang's level is only a little better than Fu Hong at most.
Publicly humiliating Zhou Liang for not having such qualifications aroused the dissatisfaction of the entire Qinghong Sect. Liu Wuxie was too arrogant.
"I don't think you dare!"
Zhou Liang was not angry and sneered, thinking that Liu Wuxie did not dare, not that he was not qualified.
"Junior brother Zhou is right. He must be scared to say that."
Other brothers and fellow apprentices followed suit, and all kinds of vicious words were poured out.
Liu Wuxie turned a blind eye to the comments around her. How could some words affect her own character.
"Let me tell you, how can there be an almighty person in this world? Liu Wuxie's shortcoming is his piano skills!"
Many people stood up and thought that Liu Wuxie didn't know how to play the piano, so they didn't dare to take the gamble.
Little did he know that Liu Wuxie's piano skills ranked first among the ten immortal emperors.
"Liu Wuxie, if you don't dare to gamble, just kneel down and kowtow to us!"
More and more sarcasm filled the air.
How could the Qinghong Sect disciples miss such a good opportunity to attack Liu Wuxie?
Murong Yi looked worried. It takes a long time to practice the piano. Liu Wuxie's poems, paintings, and instruments opened her eyes.
But no one was optimistic about Liu Wuxie's piano skills, including Murong Yi.
All of them stood in front of Liu Wuxie with ugly faces, spitting stars flying in all directions, wishing they could devour Liu Wuxie.
"Liu Wuxie, get out of here, Ninghai City is not the place you should come."
Yin Jingwu laughed wildly, finally finding a reason to mock Liu Wuxie.
Unbridled ridicule, ridicule, attack...
Liu Wuxie suddenly raised his head and looked at Yin Jingwu with piercing eyes.
From the beginning, he was jumping up and down, constantly challenging his own bottom line.
"Okay, I agree to bet with you. If you can beat me, just like before, I will destroy my cultivation. If I win by chance, Yin Jingwu will destroy his cultivation and get out of here. I never want to see him again.
"
Liu Wuxie agreed to Zhou Liang's bet.
If Zhou Liang loses, Yin Jingwu will abandon his cultivation.
Yin Jingwu's laughter stopped suddenly, as if someone had pinched his throat and he couldn't make a sound.
Who would have thought that Liu Wuxie would propose this condition.
If you lose, you will destroy Yin Jingwu’s cultivation.
Soon everyone realized that it had been Yin Jingwu who had been secretly instigating this whole time, using the help of other brothers to get rid of Liu Wuxie again and again.
Zhou Liang didn't care. No matter he won or lost, he wouldn't suffer any loss anyway. If he lost, Yin Jingwu would abandon his cultivation. If he won, it would be better.
It was Yin Jingwu's turn to be in a dilemma, whether he should agree or not.
Just now he was mocking Liu Wuxie for not daring to do so.
It's okay now. Liu Wuxie has made an offer. Let's see if you dare to agree.
"Senior Brother Yin, don't worry. Liu Wuxie obviously said this deliberately to force us to give up."
Several Qinghong Sect disciples stood up and cheered for Yin Jingwu.
Liu Wuxie said this deliberately. The purpose was very simple, to force Qinghongmen to give up this piano competition.
"Yes, it must be so!"
Zhou Liang thought the same way and wished Yin Jingwu would agree quickly.
If he can defeat Liu Wuxie, he will be the great hero of the Qinghong Sect and save everyone's face, and his status in the Qinghong Sect will skyrocket in the future.
Even Qiu Baihao lost to Liu Wuxie. If he wins, his status may even be superior to Qiu Baihao's.
With so many people encouraging him, Yin Jingwu is in a difficult position. If he doesn't agree, he will probably have a reputation as a coward.
These people present are all outstanding young people from the three major sects. If word spreads, Yin Jingwu will not have the face to see anyone in the future.
The incident of him taking advantage of Qiu Baihao was still fresh in his mind, but when it was his turn, he acted like a coward.
In order to save the Qinghong Sect's face, Fan Yongfu even put his own cultivation level into it. Who do you Yin Jingwu have to say no?
"Okay, I promise you!"
Yin Jingwu gritted his teeth and agreed to Liu Wuxie's conditions.
If Liu Wuxie wins, he will abolish his cultivation. If Zhou Liang wins, he will personally abolish Liu Wuxie's cultivation.
"Sign it!"
Liu Wuxie wrote a life and death document and handed it to Yin Jingwu. Once signed, a life and death curse was formed.
