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Chapter 148

I saw Chen Xingran’s steps as if walking in the nine heavens, sometimes floating and sometimes rapid. The sword in his hand was like being driven by the steps under his feet, and even more stunning sword lights were dancing.

The sword light flashed and a engaging ancient song was played on the Guzheng!

Among the onlookers, an old professor who passed by stared at Chen Xingran in shock and murmured: "The steps under his feet are You Ge's drunk sword in the thirty-eight chapters of Sword Dao! I have seen this kind of pace in ancient books, but I didn't expect that I would actually encounter it today!"

However, it was more than that shocked the old professor!

In addition to Feng Shui, martial arts, and medical skills, Chen Xingran also contains astronomy, geography, art treasure appraisal and other miscellaneous studies before the 19th century!

Chen Xingran danced a sword flower in his hand, and the sequels played were like shocking ancient songs of a poem.

The old professor had never heard of the ancient songs played by Chen Xingran, but he could feel that the ancient songs played by Chen Xingran were definitely comparable to the top ten ancient songs of Daxia! Even to a certain extent, it was even more transcendent!

At this time, Chen Xingran closed his eyes, as if he was brewing emotions.

Suddenly, Chen Xingran began to sing:

"Take Han, Hu You, die, act, contain ambition, contemplate, return to the soul, and bring something to life..."

Although Chen Xingran only spits two words out of his mouth every time, Chen Xingran is in a lot of emotions, and those two words seem to be full of magic.

"People, crown, long rainbow, cold wind, angry..."

When talking about these words, everyone's mood seemed to become angry with the rhythm. This ancient song seemed to tell a heroic story, which made everyone feel angry!

At this time, the old professor suddenly shouted excitedly: "This is "Guangling San"!"

"Oh my God!"

"This is actually the lost "Guangling San"!"

"I have absolutely no mistake in judgment. It is rumored that only Guanglingsan can play with the tip of the sword, and the listeners will be angry!"

"Who are you!"

"How could Guangling scatter!"

Now, more than the old professor was shocked, all the students present looked at Chen Xingran in shock. They were all immersed in Chen Xingran's dance, and they were all dumbfounded, as if they saw music that did not belong to the world.

At this time, Chen Xingran's sword dancing still did not stop.

"The martyr, receive righteousness, make a name for himself, with a light, sink a reputation, throw a sword!"

When Chen Xingran uttered the last few words, the sword in his hand suddenly came out like a rainbow.

The long sword was nailed directly to the wall behind Teacher Zhang. The long sword was only a few inches away from Teacher Zhang's head!

Teacher Zhang, who was originally immersed in the ancient song that was shocking, suddenly woke up, and his crotch was so scared that he almost bleeded!

Everyone in the audience looked at Chen Xingran with incredible eyes. They all forgot to applaud because they were so shocked!

"I've never heard such a shocking ancient song!"

"It's more than shocking, don't forget that he played it with a sword! This is simply incredible!"

"Dance, music, poetry and essays, his level is so high that no one in Daxia can compare!"

"He, he is simply the god of art!"

Director Sun and others listened to the discussions of the classmates around them, and several people blushed. Just a few minutes ago, they were still saying that Chen Xingran was ignorant and abused his power.

At this moment, Chen Xingran turned around and said to Director Sun and Teacher Zhang: "Didn't you understand nothing just now? I don't know much, but I only know this little thing. It should be no big problem to be an interview judge, right?"
Chapter completed!
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