At this moment, thousands of disciples sitting in the square, some with hot tea in their hands, were arguing fiercely about the upcoming competition on the high platform, and even started to make bets.

Although everyone hopes that this little handyman can win another game for the sect.

But when they looked up at the quiet Ouyang Manxue on the high platform, they couldn't believe that a mortal could defeat the genius of the Holy Land of Snowfield!

Li Xiuyuan sat in a corner of the high platform, watching the action in the field. He didn't even take out his iron piano. Until now, no one really regarded him as a rival to the woman in the white dress in front of him.

Ouyang Xuan in front of the main hall listened to Ouyang Chongming's instructions and took out a silk scarf from his arms. With the blessing of the fairy spirit, the silk scarf left his hand and slowly flew towards Li Xiuyuan on the high platform!

"Don't worry about what my junior sister plays. You can only play the music score on this scarf. These are the rules of this competition!"

Ouyang Xuan looked at the thousands of people in the square expressionlessly, and the voice clearly reached everyone's ears. In his opinion, since it was his side who came to challenge, it was naturally his side that set the rules.

"This method is unfair!"

Nalan Ruoyu looked at Ouyang Chongming beside him and said: "You are using bandit logic. What if you do something bad in the music score? And I am a disciple who has never played the music score you provided, right?"

"These are the rules for the first game. As a concession, I can let you make the rules for the second game. How about that?"

Ouyang Chongming looked at Nalan Ruoyu and smiled lightly: "Look, we also made concessions?"

Meng Shentong ignored the argument between the two, but looked at Li Xiuyuan on the high platform and asked: "How is my disciple? Is there anything wrong with this music score?"

The tone was clearly that if there was something wrong with this music score, we would not play with them!

Just when everyone in the hall and thousands of people in the square thought that Li Xiuyuan was about to give up.

Li Xiuyuan silently took out his iron piano and put it on the table, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently.

He said to Ouyang Mandi opposite him: "Sister, should we play separately or together?"

Just when Ouyang Manxue was about to speak out, Ouyang Xuan's voice came from under the stage: "Of course we are playing together. Thousands of disciples and elders here are here to witness it!"

Li Xiuyuan was startled, put the music score in his hand on the side of the piano table, and said softly: "Well, senior sister, please come first!"

Boom!

The moment Li Xiuyuan moved out the iron harp, thousands of disciples under the high platform exploded. They didn't expect that the little handyman in front of them actually had a harp, and it looked like an extremely heavy iron harp!

"That guy, isn't this just throwing an egg at a stone? This music score was provided by the other party. It might be unusually unusual!"

"If it were me, I would give up so as not to be embarrassed here!"

"Shut up, how can you give up? Don't you know we can't lose even one game today?"

"Sister, can brother win?" Even Xiao Ling'er couldn't help but asked Chen Xiaojiang nervously.

Chen Xiaoyan took her hand and said softly: "Shut up, you have to believe in Master and Senior Brother!"

"Senior brother, can that guy win against my sister at this level?" The speaker was Ouyang Xiayun, the younger brother of Ouyang Manxue from the Snowfield Holy Land.

"Shut up and wait to keep the excitement going. We have to keep a low profile at this time!" the man beside him said softly.

Ouyang Manxue, who was sitting on the left side of the high platform, nodded to Li Xiuyuan and said with a slight smile: "In this case, Manxue will be offended a lot."

After saying these words, Ouyang Manxue tried to gently pluck the strings.

Unexpectedly, she just flicked her fingers, and a tinkling sound flowed out from the strings, like a clear spring in the mountains, or like the snow on the eaves melting on a spring night, dripping down, and breaking to pieces on the stone slabs of the eaves.

, making a crisp sound.

It instantly piqued the ears of thousands of people below the high platform, and even the Medicine Master, Headmaster and others in the main hall were shocked.

I thought to myself that this woman was incredible. Just by gently twisting and twisting, it was like a fairy voice from the sky. It was like washing in people's ears, and their eyes were brightened. They couldn't help but want to keep listening.

In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, Ouyang Man on the high platform looked like a different scene.

Ouyang Manxue, who was still invisible in the wind and snow just now, could not tell which one was Feixue and which one was beautiful. As the strings of the piano were plucked, a faint golden light shone around her.

It was as if a protective shield of true energy had suddenly been propped up within the square inch of her piano platform, preventing the wind and snow flying in the sky from invading her body.

In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, this was an absolute killing in terms of realm cultivation.

Perhaps in Ouyang Manxue's view, if the two people on the high platform were facing each other with swords at this time, even just one move would be enough to knock the bald boy in front of them off the high platform and end the competition.

But in the eyes of the thousands of disciples below the high platform, Li Xiuyuan on the high platform seemed to be suffering from a devil's disease, and he fell into the opponent's Qindao artistic conception.

Isn't it obvious that it would be embarrassing to go up there? If I had known this, I might as well have been a female disciple of Yu Zun.

But Ouyang Chongming in the main hall showed great interest in everything on the high platform. In his eyes, Li Xiuyuan, dressed in black, seemed to have fallen into his own artistic conception.

Even Ouyang Xuan behind him frowned and said: "Impossible!"

The headmaster glanced at Meng Shentong and said coldly: "Would you like to remind that boy that this is a competition, not listening to the piano?"

Meng Shentong turned to glare at him and said, "Why are you so anxious?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Yu Zun frowned slightly and said: "Brother, headmaster, please don't mess up my disciple's mood!"

Yaozun, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help it anymore and said softly: "I'm talking about Yuzun, is this guy reliable?"

Nalan Ruoyu sighed and replied calmly: "Don't I have a bet with the headmaster? You must be a good referee to prevent him from not admitting his loss!"

Wang Qiang, who had returned to Tianshu Hall to recuperate from his injuries, was lying on the bed, looking at Ping An and asked: "Ping An, which senior brother will compete on stage today?"

Ping An thought for a while and replied: "The head coach said that my brother will play in all four games today."

Because the master was seriously injured, Ping An, who originally liked the excitement, had to stay in the hall to take care of his master.

Wang Qiang nodded, touched Ping An's head and said with a smile: "Why is there the sound of the piano coming from the foot of the mountain? Could it be that the disciples of the Snowfield Holy Land want to compete with Li Xiuyuan in the piano?"

"Then they might lose even worse than Sister Yan!"

Pingan recalled the competition on the Bamboo Peak, and couldn't help but clapped his hands and said with a smile: "This is really fun, master, don't worry, we can't lose with my brother here!"

At the bottom of the mountain, on the high platform in the square.

Ouyang Manxue, who was playing the piano with both hands, had already entered into the artistic conception of his musical instrument. What he heard in Li Xiuyuan's ears was the same song "The Phoenix Returns to the Nest" that Chen Xiaoyan played before!

The difference is that Ouyang Manxue at this time did not attract the birds in the wind and snow to turn towards the wind, but turned the snow and wind above his head into a silver phoenix.

I saw the phoenix transformed by Bai Xue slowly circling and flying above his head amidst Ouyang Manxue's clanking music, with the intention of breaking out of the restraints and attacking Li Xiuyuan on the high platform at the next moment.

Even Chen Xiaoyan, who was under the high platform, couldn't help but let out a low sigh, thinking that the birds she attracted with the sound of the piano were still a little bit different, unlike the phoenix transformed by the wind and snow in front of her, which gave people a dangerous feeling.

The Medicine Master in the main hall couldn't help but grab the sleeve of Nalan Ruoyu who was sitting next to him, and asked softly: "Is this kid crazy? How long has it been since he didn't move?"

Yuan Zun asked directly: "Is that kid unable to understand the other party's music score? If so, this game will not count and we ask to start over."

When Ouyang Chongming heard this, he looked at him and said with a smile: "This can't be done. The competition has already begun. It won't take much effort to determine the winner."

The head teacher simply said directly: "Junior sister made a mistake!"

It was at this juncture that the sound of the piano on the high platform gradually became more urgent, as if the master was urging the returning phoenix to release the power of his divine bird.

Use the divine power of the Phoenix to get rid of the monsters outside the Phoenix Nest!

This was Ouyang Xueman's order to attack Phoenix. She was so proud of the spring breeze that she wanted to take down the young man opposite and make him abandon his piano and admit defeat!

As long as she wins this game, the game she lost yesterday will no longer be a shame for her!

Just when everyone thought that the young man on the high platform was bound to lose, it was also when the phoenix transformed by the wind and snow above the woman in the white dress was about to pounce on the other young man.

"Alas!" sounded!

How this sigh passed through endless years, countless time and space, and broke into everyone's ears in the wind and snow without any warning.

This sigh even disrupted everyone's elegance in listening to the fairy music, like a buzzing fly, coming in front of everyone.

Just when everyone wanted to wave away this noisy fly.

In the whining wind and snow, an extremely harsh clang sound pierced through the heavy wind and snow and reached everyone's ears!

"What kind of piano sound is this? It's so unpleasant!"

"Oh my god, does this senior brother of Zhufeng know how to play the piano? How could he make such an unpleasant sound?"

"Otherwise this is a sect competition, I want to go up and beat him up!"

"Sister, is my brother crazy today? Can he play such an ugly voice?"

Xiao Ling'er, who was holding Chen Xiaoyan, covered her ears with one hand and looked up at Chen Xiaojiang and asked.

The headmaster in front of the main hall was even more furious. He looked at Nalan Ruoyu and asked, "Junior sister, what kind of music can your apprentice play? Isn't this embarrassing?"

Nalan Ruoyu ignored him, but looked at Ouyang Xuan behind Ouyang Chongming and asked: "You provided the music score. Did he play it wrong?"

Ouyang Chongming was stunned, lowered his head and thought for a moment...he frowned and replied: "Yes, it's exactly the song, but he was half a beat slow..."

"Is it just half a beat too slow?"

Nalan Ruoyu nodded when he heard it, looked at him and continued to ask: "Even if he slows down a beat, it is still the same piece of music. You have to recognize this, right?"

Ouyang Xuan was stunned and blurted out: "Yes, as long as he can persist to the end! After all, there are thousands of people here who can testify, who wins in the end!"

Nalan Ruoyu nodded with satisfaction, looked at everyone and said coldly: "Since we are still competing, let's continue to listen!"

At this point, even Ouyang Chongming couldn't help but smile: "To be honest, I have traveled all over the world and been to many places. This is the first time I have heard such an incredible piano skill like today."

Meng Shentong, who was sitting aside, looked at him and said coldly: "That's because you didn't see it before, but now you finally heard it!"

After saying that, he looked at the headmaster and others and said coldly: "Where is your Taoist heart? Just a piece of music has messed up your state of mind. Isn't it shameful to tell it?"

Even an old man who doesn't know much about the way of piano will naturally understand the intention of the apprentice on the high platform.

Take a piece of music that you have never practiced and compete with a master who has played it for countless years. If you don’t think about changing your moves, you are either stupid or broken!

Nalan Ruoyu looked at the young man hidden in the wind and snow on the high platform, and saw that the young man was not timid at all when facing the phoenix in the wind and snow. He was just taking his time and taking care of his own moves.
Chapter completed!