As soon as the presiding elder finished speaking, a melodious flute sound rang out.
Li Jinse and her contracted beast also moved and attacked Ye Feiran at the same time.
When one person and one beast were almost in front, Ye Feiran moved and the next moment he was in the farthest position from Li Jinse and her contracted beast.
At the same time, the tune of the flute began to change.
Li Jinse and her contract beast attacked Ye Feiran again, but they suddenly stopped when they were halfway there.
Li Jinse began to look confused, and her contracted beast's eyes began to turn scarlet.
The next moment, Li Jinse's contracted beast suddenly let out a roar, "Roar..."
Then, it turned around and looked at Li Jinse with a look like it was looking at a powerful enemy.
The next moment, it launched an attack on Li Jinse.
Li Jinse seemed to realize that she was in an illusion and was trying to think of a way to wake up, but the contract beast's attack was too fierce, so she could only concentrate on dealing with it.
As a result, a hint of red gradually appeared in her eyes.
In this way, Li Jinse fought with his contracted beast.
Chu Chaoyu and others in the audience kept reminding Li Jinse, but the sound of Ye Feiran's flute drowned out their voices every time.
Ye Feiran, dressed in red, moved gracefully and played melodious music, like an immortal descending to earth, attracting everyone's attention!
Originally, she planned to kill Li Jinse instantly, but she changed her mind when she saw her contracted beast.
Because she suddenly thought that the sound attack could make Li Jinse and her contract beast stage a scene of killing each other.
She likes to do this when dealing with people like Li Jinse, just because it is more torturous than an instant kill.
Seeing Ye Feiran use sound attacks against Li Jinse, Qin Qiu and Yan Zheng both had a look of satisfaction in their eyes.
Ye Feiran uses sound attack, and given her last name, the elders in the inner courtyard will definitely guess her identity.
Yan Zheng looked at Ye Feiran, and couldn't help but praise Ye Murin who was beside him, "Little Ye Zi is indeed extraordinary and smart as ice and snow!"
Hearing this, the corners of Ye Murin's lips curved up with a smile of satisfaction. Naturally, his Ran'er was extraordinarily smart.
Although he guessed that Ye Feiran's use of sound attack was not what Yan Zheng thought, this did not prevent him from being happy when he heard others praise Ye Feiran.
Amidst Ye Feiran's unpredictable flute sounds, the fight between Li Jinse and the contracted beast became more and more fierce, and both the man and the beast became embarrassed.
The stark contrast in this scene made the disciples in the audience express their emotions with emotion.
"It makes me want to watch a good show while playing the piano and flute!"
"In the second competition later, if you draw the same ticket as Ye Feiran, you might be able to experience it, but you might be the one performing."
"God, please be kind and don't let us meet anyone from the first team."
"Have you ever thought that the people in the first team all look very kind and handsome, but in fact each of them is a devil?"
"Yes, yes, I also think they are monsters from hell!"
As time went by, Li Jinse and her contracted beasts became more and more embarrassed, with many wounds on both of them.
At this time, Ye Feiran's song was almost over.
When the last sound fell, Li Jinse and her contracted beast collided together, and then fell to the bottom of the competition stage at the same time.
The sudden severe pain also made Li Jinse wake up instantly, but she could not struggle.
Thinking of what he had done with the contracted beast just now, Li Jinse was so angry that he let out a breath, then fainted with a look.
Angry and embarrassed!
The presiding elder glanced at Ye Feiran and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, as expected, there are just as many disciples as there are masters!
This Ye Feiran is as shady as that old fox Qin Qiu!
"Ahem... In the first grade No. 10 competition, Ye Feiran won!"
Ye Feiran bowed to the presiding elder before walking off the competition stage.
As soon as Ye Feiran played the flute, the elders in the inner courtyard knew that Ye Feiran was Qin Qiu's direct disciple.
Therefore, at this moment, one of the inner dean elders could not help but ask, "Qin Qiu, your direct disciple's surname is Ye. Could it be that he is from the Canglan Ye family?"
Hearing this, the other inner-dean elders pricked up their ears, waiting for Qin Qiu's answer.
"Haha..." Qin Qiu chuckled, "What do you think?"
Qin Qiu's words were equivalent to acquiescence.
The next moment, all the inner dean elders looked at Qin Qiu in unison.
"Qin Qiu, what level has she reached as a divine musician?"
"Qin Qiu, has she awakened Zhiye? What kind of Zhiye it is?"
"Qin Qiu, can she practice god-making?"
"Qin Qiu, what is her spiritual power?"
Listening to the endless questions from the inner dean, Qin Qiu curled his lips and smiled, "You will know when the time comes."
Elders in the inner courtyard: “…”
However, Qin Qiu's answer also made them more interested in Ye Feiran, and they silently decided to find time to investigate Ye Feiran.
Qin Qiu and Yan Zheng were both very satisfied with their reactions.
There are so many surprises in Ye Feiran, it would be better for them to discover them in person!
Furthermore, Ye Feiran already had four masters, as well as two major backers, Canglan Ye Family and Xieyun Palace.
Next, it can be said that Master did not choose her, but she chose Master.
In other words, not just anyone who wants to be her master can become her master.
After Li Jinse was carried off, the first grade competition continued.
There were no teammates from No. 11 to No. 40, because Ye Feiran and the others focused more on the competition between the second, third and fourth grade.
During this period, they saw the competition between Ling Xiao, Ling Min, Han Xiyao and Han Xiqing, and naturally they all won.
Ling Xiao and the others are the first team in the second grade, and everyone's strength is naturally among the best.
"Now, please invite the first-grade disciples who have drawn ticket No. 41 to stand on the competition stage!"
As the presiding elder's voice fell, Nalan Weiran walked to the competition stage under the watchful eyes of his friends.
At the same time, the eyes of the first-year disciples also instantly focused on the second team.
Zhou Wanling looked at Nalan Weiran's back, and she suddenly felt like crying, because she was the one with the No. 41 stamp.
"Why am I so unlucky, wuwu..."
Hearing Zhou Wanling's depressed voice, everyone was sure that she was Nalan Weiran's opponent, and everyone's expressions became subtle.
This second team is so unlucky!
They even couldn't help but suspect that someone deliberately arranged this, but this suspicion was only for a moment. After all, they all believed that the college would not do such a thing.
Chen Dapeng's mood was also very complicated. Looking at Zhou Wanling who was about to cry without tears, he could only console him dryly, "Wanling, just do your best."
Chu Chaoyu, Fan Peijian and Fan Guliang didn't say a word, because they knew very well that Zhou Wanling would lose.
Zhou Wanling slowly walked onto the competition stage, looking at Nalan Weiran opposite, her decision gradually became firmer.
"The competition begins!"
When the presiding elder's voice fell, Zhou Wanling immediately said, "I surrender!"
As soon as these three words came out, everyone was shocked.
Nalan Weiran raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little surprised, but he soon returned to normal.
It doesn't matter if Zhou Wanling admits defeat, she didn't participate in poisoning them anyway.
If it were Chu Chaoyu, Fan Peijian and Fan Guliang, he would never give them a chance to admit defeat.
Zhou Wanling looked at the presiding elder, her eyes urging him to announce the result quickly.
Presiding elder: "..."
Is it necessary to be so afraid?
"Ahem... In the first grade No. 41 competition, Nalan Weiran won!"
Hearing this, Zhou Wanling breathed a deep sigh of relief and quickly walked down the stage.
"Hmph, Zhou Wanling, you are not worthy of being a member of our second team!" Fan Peijian snorted coldly. He felt that Zhou Wanling had completely embarrassed their second team.
Although Chu Chaoyu and Fan Guliang didn't speak, their faces meant the same thing.
Zhou Wanling blushed, but she didn't say a word. Anyway, she felt that surrendering on her own initiative would be much better than being beaten.
At this time, Chen Dapeng also recovered from the shock of Zhou Wanling voluntarily admitting defeat, and lowered his voice and said, "Wanling, I support you!"
After hearing this, Zhou Wanling smiled at Chen Dapeng. It's not like no one supported her!
"Thanks!"
On the other side, Yan Zheng stroked his beard and said with regret, "It's a pity that he gave up on his own initiative. I still want to see Nalan Weiran's performance. His spiritual power has the three attributes of fire, wind and earth!"