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238 The Battle Song That Never Appeared

"Where is Qin Mo going?"

"I don't know. I guess I have an urgent need to urinate. Should I go to the toilet?"

Shan Xin and Lin Zhishui didn't take it seriously when they saw Qin Mo leaving.

The final round begins in ten minutes. Mowu and Diwu compete for the final championship. At this critical moment, not only Mowu's audience is nervous, but they are also nervous.

Only Jiang Qiufeng of Mowu can brag, saying that Mowu will definitely get the first place, so as to appease the emotions of the Mowu audience. If he really wins, Jiang Qiufeng is the hero of Mowu. If he loses, Jiang Qiufeng will also become the target of public criticism.

Both Shan Xin and Lin Zhishui naturally hope that Jiang Xiaohuang can win.

Di Wuzhen got the first place, and their contribution is not small.

Diwu and Mowu are tied for first place, and they also have merit, but there is a difference between being tied for first place and being first.



"Look, Qin Mo is back."

A few minutes later, Qin Mo slowly returned to the auditorium with his hands behind his back.

Shan Xin asked: "Qin Mo, why did you go? Are you back in such a short time?"

Lin Zhishui, Cheng Xi, Lou Jiancheng and others also looked over.

Qin Mo, why are you so mysterious?

Qin Mo smiled and said: "I went to the bathroom, I've been holding it in for a long time."

Shan Xin asked in confusion: "The toilet is quite far from here, why are you back so soon?"

"Qin Mo, don't you have a physical problem?"

The smile on Qin Mo's face disappeared and turned dark instantly. He glared at Shan Xin fiercely and said, "Is it going to work soon? Just watch the exchange match."

Shan Xin was glared at by Qin Mo and did not dare to say any more.

Qin Mo looked at everyone and stopped asking questions. He just breathed a sigh of relief and looked up to notice Xu Lan looking at him with half-smiling eyes.

Pretending not to see it, Qin Mo glanced past the head and looked towards the ring.

Jiang Xiaohuang has stood on the ring again.

Looking at Jiang Xiaohuang standing quietly on the stage like a lonely phoenix, Qin Mo could only pray in his heart.

I hope Jiang Xiaohuang can successfully understand "Blue Sea Tide". After all, he has done what he should do. He really can't understand it. Qin Mo also tried his best.

Ten minutes flies by.

The examiner said: "The third round of the exchange competition of the Demonic Music Department is for control."

"I am no longer the target, but Diwu and Mowu, who have advanced to the finals, each target their opponent. Whoever is affected by the opponent first and interrupts the performance, or is injured, will lose!"

Target each other's opponents.

After the examiner finished speaking, all the magic martial arts students in the audience opened their eyes wide, stopped breathing, and their blood quickened.

They are not tempering the internal organs, they are purely tense.

"In a direct confrontation, you won't get hurt, right?"

"The injury is also the result of Diwu's Jiang Xiaohuang being injured. Senior Jiang Qiufeng, can he be injured?"

"It's best if you can help our Mowu get rid of an opponent."



Not only the magic and martial arts audience at the scene, but also many literary and martial arts masters were discussing it on major forums.

In addition to the Mowu Forum, other forums do not all support Mowu. There are also those who support Diwu. They hate Diwu, and most of them hate Qin Mo. After all, the video of Qin Mo uttering arrogant words in an interview with Modu TV Station was widely circulated.

transfer.

But in the Demonic Music System Exchange Competition, the Diwu sect’s player was Jiang Xiaohuang, and Qin Mo’s name was not among the substitutes.

"Diwu's sister, Magic Music Master, is pretty."

"Appearance is justice, kill Mo Wu."

"It's a pity that we are not at the scene. The magic sound masters compete at the scene and live broadcast. It is probably two different experiences."

"..."

On the ring, Jiang Qiufeng slowly untied the string of the guqin. The black guqin reflected the luster of the metal plate under the bright sun. Each string was slender and powerful. The musical weapon he used was still the guqin.

Among the many ancient musical weapons in China, Qin is the hand of musical weapons.

Most of the music scores are played on the guqin, stimulating the vitality to produce war songs.

Currently, there are only three or four types of control war songs taught in various universities. Among them, the control war song suitable for the training of one-star and two-star magic sound masters is "Yinghuo".

Playing the guqin can bring out its maximum power.

On the trial bench, Liu Sheng saw Jiang Qiufeng untying the strings of the piano and said quite deliberately: "What Jiang Qiufeng wants to play should be the control war song "Yinghuo"."

Cheng Jieyu nodded and said nothing more.

Jiang Qiufeng and Jiang Xiaohuang, in their eyes, are both immature magicians. No matter what war song they play, they will not bring any surprises. What really makes them care is Jiang Qiufeng and Jiang Xiaohuang.

The qualifications and talents of Huang and Huang.

At present, it seems that Jiang Qiufeng and Jiang Xiaohuang are on par.

They also attach more importance to the third round that determines the outcome.

Whether it is a recovery-type war song or an amplification-type war song, they all still fall into the category of auxiliary combat.

But the control-type war song already belongs to half of the combat type.

On the stage, Jiang Xiaohuang shook his little hands, glanced in the direction of Qin Mo on the stage, and the special notes flashed through his mind one by one.

Then, he untied the long flute from his waist.

"Huh? Jiang Xiaohuang, have you untied the long flute?"

"This round, she will use the flute as a musical weapon?"

"Real or fake? Can the flute weapon be compared with the guqin? Is Emperor Wu so powerful?"

In the audience, some audience members who knew something about the magic sound master were stunned when they saw Jiang Xiaohuang taking out the long flute.

Not only were they stunned, even Liu Sheng and Cheng Jieyu on the trial bench looked puzzled.

Both of them knew that among the war songs played on the long flute, there were no control war songs.

Even if there is, the long flute is only used as an auxiliary performance. They have never heard of a control war song played with the long flute alone.

Only Qin Mo smiled and murmured in his heart: "It seems that Jiang Xiaohuang has understood."

I just don’t know how much power Jiang Xiaohuang can exert in "Blue Sea Tide Song".



"You want to compete with me on the long flute?" Jiang Qiufeng placed the guqin and sat down cross-legged. He was also surprised when he saw Jiang Xiaohuang untying the guqin and standing proudly, holding the flute weapon with both hands.

At this moment, the examiner said: "The third round begins."

Zheng————

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

The control war song "Yinghuo" was created by an ancient magic music master who had been watching the stars in the sky for a long time. He named it after Yinghuo.

Generally speaking, martial arts masters who are not mentally strong enough will easily have negative emotions and fall into fantasy when listening to the music of "Yinghuo".

Jiang Qiufeng played continuously with both hands, directly attacking Jiang Xiaohuang with the sound of the piano that was as sudden as a rainstorm.

Buzz————

What sounded almost at the same time was a flute sound that was as continuous as the waves of sea water.

War song——"The Blue Sea Tide"!

Qin Mo was sitting in the audience. This was the first time he heard the magician perform "Blue Sea Tide Music", even if it was a war song composed by him.

Throughout the playground, the sound of piano and flute sounded at the same time, echoing in everyone's ears.

judgment seat.

Liu Sheng's expression changed slightly and he said, "Is this?"

The moment he heard the sound of the flute, he noticed something was wrong, but Liu Sheng did not draw a conclusion immediately, but looked at Cheng Jieyu beside him.

When it comes to flutes, music and weapons, he is not as good as Cheng Jieyu.
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