The atmosphere in the imperial capital was extremely warm and hot. Today is the day of the Four Empires' piano art competitions. The enthusiasm of the masses was unprecedentedly high, as if they wanted to cooperate with this enthusiastic atmosphere. The sky was clear and the sky was cloudless.

At this time, the imperial capital was empty. Outside the imperial city, the competition arena, with a dark head of people within a radius of hundreds of miles, and their sleeves are shining and sweat is raining.

Various flags clearly show their position, but the other three empires have only about 10,000 people in front of millions of people from the hot empire, and the momentum is much dim.

The central high platform of the arena was surrounded by crowds. The imperial army was maintaining order and forced a large piece of open space to clear a four or five-meter-wide avenue in all directions.

The enthusiastic crowd looked around, as if waiting for something to arrive. Not long after, a group of figures appeared on the four avenues. When you walk into it, you will find that these people exude different temperaments, either elegant, indifferent, or aloof.

The appearance of these people made the atmosphere even more crazy. The army that maintained order had a hard smile on its face, and hot sweat kept hitting down its forehead, but they could not blame the enthusiasm of the masses, they could only say that they were too enthusiastic.

The participating team of the Chire Empire was in the north. Aunt Bing walked in front with a warm smile on her face. Han Fengxue and Bing Xinyun stood behind her, looking at the shouts around with a wry smile on their faces. They had never seen such a big scene before. Han Fengxue even wondered why the Qinyi Competition attracted such widespread attention. There were even elderly and children among the waiting and watching crowds. If they were a little careless, they would even be in danger of being crowded with the crowd.

But they didn't know that the four empires' piano art competitions were held every ten years, and the four countries took turns to play home games. In other words, for forty years, they could only take turns in their own country. For many people, this means that they may only have one chance to see the piano art competition in their life. I heard from the older generation that the piano art competition held in the Chire Empire forty years ago was full of masters, and each song could intimidate people's hearts and express the joys and sorrows of a person's life in the sound of the piano. Among them, the interests and stakes can make people unable to help themselves and get lost in the intoxicating piano sound. The piano sound is like the sound of nature, allowing them to experience unprecedented feelings, joy or sorrow. It is a washing from the soul. In their original words, I hope to make me live for ten years just to listen to a song of the world. This makes young younger generations full of curiosity and expectations for the piano art competition.

The contestants from the four empires all came to the high platform and sat down at the prepared places around. At this time, a group of figures appeared again on the northern avenue. Beauties were scattering flowers in front of them, and then the fully armed royal guards army. In the center of them, a golden dragon swayed. On the back of the long dragon, a wide purple and golden tent of four or five meters high was built there. In the purple and golden tent, a short and fat middle-aged man sat straight on the soft dragon throne with a friendly and brilliant smile on his face. It was His Majesty the Emperor of the Blazing Empire.

The appearance of the emperor caused a tsunami to roar, majestic and shaking the sky and the earth.

The emperor came to the high platform, drove down the dragon, and walked up the steps made by the red carpet to the high platform. Suddenly, there was a roar and cheering endlessly. For many civilians, they almost never had the chance to see the emperor of the empire in their lives. At this moment, the emperor appeared in front of them, and one of the most powerful people in the entire continent appeared in front of them. They were excited and excited from the bottom of their hearts.

The emperor waved his hand, and the gorgeous dragon robe blew in the breeze. The gentle smile on his face seemed to be magical, spreading through it one after another. Everyone smiled brightly, and the roar of the mountains and seas slowly became low until it finally disappeared.

The emperor began to make a long speech, saying something like welcome or encouragement. I have to say that people who engage in politics have strong speaking skills. In just a few words, the emotions of the masses were completely mobilized, and their blood was gushing, and their faces were flushed, as if they saw a naked beauty lying in front of them.

"………………………………………………Excellent young people from all over the world, let your passion and blood be released on this stage as you wish!" The emperor's concluding remark fell, and applause was clamoring for the sky and the earth.

Then the contestants appeared. A total of forty outstanding young people from the four empires walked up the steps to the stage. All of them were wearing palace aristocratic costumes. At this moment, they represented their respective countries. The young people were vigorous and cheerful, and they left a deep impression on the crowd.

Han Fengxue stood on the platform, looking down at the numb spots under her feet, feeling a little nervous and excited, and a little bit of passion involuntarily.

"One day, I will stand at the true peak, not worshipping others, but only for myself, for my relatives and friends, and live in the world without restraint." Han Fengxue said silently in his heart. He did not have much ambition, but when he saw his relatives leaving him one by one, his friends and teachers were filled with tears of bitterness. He found that his simple dream - freedom, is actually very difficult. No matter where you go, there will always be stronger opponents standing in front of you, just like the old man in the Dream Tower that I encountered that day, who was so powerful that he needed to look up, but Han Fengxue was not pessimistic. He was still young, and had the time and energy to fight for, and strive for the humble and simple ideal - to improve, constantly improve his strength, and stand at the peak of the mainland.

Just when Han Fengxue was worried, he found two obscure gazes swimming on him. Looking up, it turned out to be Qi Hai and Shuang Hanxue of the Knight Empire.

"They are also participants of this time." Han Fengxue's heart moved. No wonder the Empire attaches so much importance to this competition. It seems that the young people participating in the piano art competition are indeed extraordinary. They have outstanding piano skills and are also strong. For Qi Hai and Shuang Hanxue alone, although they have both lost to themselves, they have rarely encountered such excellent young people in the imperial capital for nearly four years. In addition, people from other empires must not be bad. The last Knight Empire was only ranked third.

Qi Hai avoided the passing moment Han Fengxue's eyes were cast, but Shuang Hanxue looked at Han Fengxue without any concealment. Looking at her appearance, her injury last time had basically healed, with a little bit of arrogance and a little bit of provocation in her eyes. Obviously, she was still resentful of the last failure and hoped to defeat Han Fengxue on Qinyi.

Then, it was the real beginning of the competition, and the time when the four countries youth showed their talents

Because the first round of competitions were held one by one, all of them were held on the Central Highway. The participants from the four empires were disrupted and performed on stage one after another.

Han Fengxue was very unfortunate and hated that she became the first performer. As the first performer of the competition, the pressure she was under was naturally huge, so he was unfortunate. From another perspective, he was lucky to be the first to dedicate the sound of the piano to everyone and conquer the audience.

Han Fengxue walked up to the platform again slowly, bowed to the surroundings, slowly sat down to the prepared place, took out Feiquan Duyou, and did not use the Jiuxiao Huanpeng, which seemed very confident in his strength.

The crowd calmed down and was about to listen to the first song of the competition. No sound was heard, but even so, the crowd in the distance could not hear the piano sound here. The only thing was that they didn't get up early enough and did not occupy the strong terrain.

The moment he played the piano, Han Fengxue's temperament changed, from calmness and perseverance just now to gentleness and elegance. The two different temperaments changed instantly, and the crowd was even more energetic and listened. Even the four referees in front of Han Fengxue's stage nodded, and the referee was also led by the team leader of the four empires. This is a consensus reached by various countries over the years.

"The first one is to offer you a happy song." Thinking of this, Han Fengxue's eyes closed slightly, and her whole body seemed very harmonious, naturally, integrated with the stars in the universe.

First, the middle finger tilted slightly, and with the sound of the first note, the piano sounds played. This is a beautiful and moving song called "Picking a Flower and Smile", which is like telling an ordinary and outstanding young man who traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers and searching for his dream lover. Finally, ten years later, he returned home alone and looked back suddenly and found that the happiness he was looking for was actually in front of him. Isn't that childhood sweetheart who silently gave for him the girl he dreamed of is his dream lover? It's a pity that he didn't realize until he returned ten years later, but this also made him cherish the happy time he was together more.

There is joy, twists and turns in the tune, and the lingering sound is lingering. After a song, countless audiences are still immersed in their fantasies and cannot extricate themselves. A happy smile appears on their faces. Although Han Fengxue has not really done her best, the music produced by her attainments in the marrow realm is still memorable. I guess there is no pressure to advance to the top twenty.

With a smile, Han Fengxue left the venue with her zither, leaving him with a shocking cheer and encouragement. The audience had a thought in their hearts: "It's worth getting up in the middle of the night!"

After Han Fengxue left the stage, she returned to her position and sat there easily and regarded herself as an audience. It was beyond everyone's imagination. The talents in this competition seemed to be far beyond imagination. The masters of the marrow realm actually created history again and reached an astonishing nine. I thought that there were two strong men in the marrow realm of the marrow realm in the Fiery Empire, at least they would not suffer any losses, but I didn't expect that they were still a little weaker. In the Sword God Empire, there were still three marrow participants. It was true that there were talented people in the marrow realm of the marrow realm.

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