On the platform, Si Xueyi and Gu Xingchen sat down a hundred feet apart.
Behind Gu Xingchen were the mighty Tianyin Academy monks, and behind Si Xueyi were Duan Muxi and Fu Hongyao who never left behind.
The atmosphere in Qianqiu Square was extremely tense.
The sage who stands high above the Panlong Stone Pillar, the guest of honor in the Holy City of Tianxu on the VIP platform.
There were tens of thousands of monks watching the battle, and everyone's eyes were focused on Si Xueyi and Gu Xingchen.
Saint Lord Qianyang smiled and waved his hand: "Let's get started, let the world have a good look at the style of the music master of our Holy Academy."
As his voice fell, Gu Xingchen took the lead, placing his fingers on the strings and starting to play with them.
boom!
The moment the first note came out from his fingertips, the sound of thunder seemed to ring in everyone's ears, making their souls tremble and tremble.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, the sound of the piano was like thunder, the sound shook the sky, the sky and the earth were pale, and the wind and clouds were changing.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
After the sound of the piano reverberated, there was the ancient sound of fighting, which kept ringing in everyone's ears, each one louder than the other.
This sound made people's hair stand on end, their scalps went numb, and many monks were severely frightened.
"Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song!"
Someone immediately recognized it, it was the famous Nine Star Formation Breaking Song.
When everyone thought that Gu Xingchen was going to play the Spring River Flower Moonlight Night that amazed him in the Holy Court, he played a nine-star breaking formation song.
"This is the song of killing. Is it necessary during the competition?"
"This is a killing song on the battlefield. It is rumored that if this nine-star formation-breaking song reaches a high level, it can inspire the murderous intent of millions of soldiers on the battlefield, and even the strong Saint King will have to avoid its edge."
"The number of sergeants who died under the Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song is at least one million. If we use it to deal with Si Xueyi now, wouldn't we treat him like a dead man?"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Gu Xingchen was not here to compete at all.
Clang Clang Clang!
The rhythm of the piano music changes faster. Gu Xingchen's brows are raised slightly, his eyes are sharp, and murderous aura rises from his body, stirring up the wind and clouds and changing at his fingertips.
Si Xueyi, what are you fighting with me for?
Gu Xingchen looked sharply ahead, his eyes full of arrogance.
"Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song, I haven't heard this for many years..."
Si Xueyi was stunned for a moment when she heard this song.
His memory went back to 900 years ago, in that era of turmoil and killings, when he was still a young marshal leading a group of brothers to fight everywhere.
At that time, the formation-breaking music included not only the guqin, but also war drums, as well as nine musical instruments including the long Xiao and the jade flute.
As soon as the killing song sounded, the heaven and earth shook, and nine stars outside the sky descended to earth. Let the killing and blood fill your body, and you could only move forward without retreating.
In the midst of these thoughts, the image transformed by Gu Xingchen's music and rhythm evolved into a demonic fog that filled the sky and tried to swallow Si Xueyi alive.
There were also terrifying roars in the magic mist, and many vague humanoid monsters could be seen vaguely.
But just when the vast murderous aura was about to overwhelm Si Xueyi, he finally moved, and an ethereal and sweet piano sound seemed to resound in the mountains.
Clang!
Just one word can stop the spreading demonic mist.
The magic mist seemed to be slowed down by time, stopping at the moment when it annihilated Si Xueyi, and could never go any further.
Clang Clang Clang!
Si Xueyi lowered his head and played the piano with a calm expression, not looking at the terrifying magic mist at all.
His clothes were as white as snow, he was quiet and peaceful, even his hair was only trembling slightly.
As the melodious sound of the piano floated out from Si Xueyi's fingertips, the thick fog as black as ink became dim and transparent little by little.
The tens of thousands of monks in the audience stared with wide eyes and expressions of disbelief.
"Autumn, Qiu Yuebai?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Si Xueyi plays Qiu Yue Bai, which is a piece that children can play and is often used to teach novices.
To be exaggerated, half of the people present could basically play it after hearing it once.
But it was Qiu Yuebai, who everyone knew, that blocked the incomparable Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song.
"How is this possible?!"
Swish, swish, swish!
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Among the guests, Feng Ziyu and Ji Changkong were very far away.
They were all stunned, showing exactly the same expression.
The frost is all over the sky, illuminating clear shadows, and the blue sky is like a wash reflecting the moon. I meet again today in the broken formation song, where can I send my longing to my old friend?
A song of white autumn moon, please listen to the song in the wind.
"How is this done?"
Ji Changkong's face was more solemn than ever before, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
He looked at Si Xueyi with eyes full of incomprehensible shock.
"How difficult is this...?"
Feng Ziyu's musical attainments are far less than the former's. He knows that Qiu Yuebai is very good, but he doesn't know how difficult it is.
Ji Changkong was a little crazy and said bitterly: "It's not difficult, but it's not difficult... it's unbelievable, because you can't understand it at all."
As Ji Changkong said, the melody of Qiu Yue Bai is extremely simple, and even playing flowers is not very good.
But why can it block the Nine-Star Breaking Formation Song?
It doesn’t make sense!
Seeing him like this, Feng Ziyu asked tentatively: "Is it possible that it's just because it sounds good? Gu Xingchen's music is both thunderous and shouting, and the sound is very terrifying, but how can I shout?
It sounds really unpleasant."
Her words woke up the dreamer, and a flash of lightning flashed across Ji Changkong's mind, and he suddenly woke up.
He looked at Feng Ziyu in surprise and did not look away for a long time.
Feng Ziyu was a little confused: "Why are you looking at me?"
Ji Changkong smiled and said: "You are right, it just sounds good. It is not Qiu Yuebai, but Qiu Yuebai that Si Xueyi talked about sounds good."
He was almost the first one in the audience to wake up.
It has nothing to do with Qiu Yuebai. Even if Si Xueyi doesn't talk about any music and just talks about Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, the Nine Star Breaking Formation Song will not be able to do anything to him.
"Stable."
Ji Changkong said: "The only suspense now is whether Si Xueyi can stop Gu Xingchen's weird tricks."
Gu Xingchen's expression on the platform changed drastically, and he looked extremely shocked.
Si Xueyi didn't even look at him, she just sang Qiu Yuebai and easily resolved the Nine Star Breaking Formation Song.
First, the magic fog was dispelled.
Immediately afterwards, all the ghost skeletons hidden in the magic mist were swept away by the autumn wind, and disappeared in front of everyone like rotten wood.
Buzz!
One of Gu Xingchen's piano strings trembled, and the tune suddenly became chaotic. It was completely impossible to talk about the Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song.
On the other hand, the other party was still dressed in white and looked indifferent.
Gu Xingchen was very decisive. His thoughts moved slightly and his fingers suddenly changed.
The melody suddenly changed to "Spring River, Flowers and Moonlight Night", the song that made him famous in the past and amazed the entire Holy Academy.
The vast and majestic imagery of this song, the magnificent atmosphere, the spring light, the river, the bright moon, and the boundless night, were all played by Gu Xingchen.
"Wonderful!"
Many monks in Qianqiu Square looked gentle, with admiration and shock on their faces.
"It has to be the Spring River Flower Moonlight Night!"
"How many people can't even scratch the surface of this moonlit night on the Spring River? Gu Xingchen is already in the realm of great success."
"This is the upright way. When the flowers on the spring river come out on a moonlit night, no matter how good the white bombs on the autumn moon are, they can't beat it."
"Win!"
Many children from aristocratic families had cheerful smiles on their faces.
Behind Gu Xingchen was a monk from Tianyin Academy. They looked at each other with proud expressions.
Holy Lord Qianyang pinched his chin with a faint smile on his face.
Everyone on the VIP stage also nodded frequently. This moonlit night on the Spring River is really not simple.
"This guy has something!"
Bai Xiaosheng frowned slightly and said solemnly.
The talented Qilin girl sighed softly: "After all, it's a moonlit night on the Spring River. It's not easy to play it out completely, not to mention that his attainments are not shallow."
Qing Lin, the master of Penglai Pavilion, turned pale when he heard this and looked extremely nervous.
But at this moment, everyone present was suddenly shocked
He shouted, all eyes turned towards Si Xueyi.
When he changed the tune, it turned out to be a song called "Spring River, Flowers and Moonlight Night".
It's just that his melody and imagery are obviously better than Gu Xingchen's.
Si Xueyi arrived first, and the moonlit night on the spring river popped out at once. .??.
Bright moon versus bright moon, spring night versus spring night, river flowers versus river flowers, no matter what the image is, Si Xueyi is always one step ahead of the other.
How is this possible!
Gu Xingchen's pupils shrank sharply, and he was shocked and unbelievable.
Si Xueyi smiled slightly, and played different musical notes with his left and right hands, and the two musical notes were superimposed on each other in a strange way.
boom!
The bright moon above his head seemed to fall from the sky and was very close at hand, as if he could touch it if he stretched out his hand.
"Look, look!"
"In Si Xueyi's imagination, someone is dancing on the moon. What's going on?"
"There are also voices on the river. What the hell is this?"
"Strange flowers, strange flowers are blooming, damn... wherever this music passes, it is like the spring breeze blowing down on the world, and hundreds of flowers blooming, competing for beauty."
"Awesome!!"
Everyone was extremely shocked, and a group of people kept exclaiming.
But soon I was speechless. Everyone was immersed in the sounds of nature, as if their bodies had become lighter, and they were immersed in the artistic conception of a spring river with flowers and a moonlit night.
"No, senior brother is going to lose!"
The disciples of Tianyin Academy looked mutinous, and they immediately took out their musical instruments to support Gu Xingchen.
At one time, hundreds of Tianyin Academy disciples took out various musical instruments and joined in the artistic conception of the Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night.
Gu Xingchen, who was about to lose, immediately stopped.
Moreover, his musical imagery was as powerful as a river, rushing over, vowing to swallow up Si Xueyi and his piano.
Sneak attack?
Hongyao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately took out the purple jade flute and joined Si Xueyi's image.
Her understanding of the Moonlit Night on the Spring River is even greater than that of Gu Xingchen.
Under the ensemble of piano and flute, it surpassed the opponent's majestic and majestic imagery, and directly counterattacked.
But Tianyinyuan still has means!
I saw a woman stand up and sing directly. With her clear voice, the vision of the Moonlit Night on the Spring River became particularly three-dimensional.
The situation is changing rapidly, and those who watch it are dizzy and their scalps are numb.
Gu Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. Xiyue spoke up to help, and the battle was finally stabilized.
Endless!
But no one noticed at this moment, Duanmu Xi's eyes flashed with a cold light.
When everyone was amazed by Xiyue's beautiful singing, Duanmuxi took a step forward and she also started singing.
She didn't sing directly, she just hummed softly, and then the coloratura suddenly broke out.
As soon as the ethereal voice appeared, everyone got goosebumps all over their bodies.
Sound of nature!
This is the real sound of nature.
The coloratura ranged from low to high, and was graceful and charming, completely covering up the voice of Xiyue from the Tianyin Yuan.
But the coloratura still didn't stop. Duanmuxi stopped singing only when the other party's mouth was dry and his tongue was bleeding.
But her singing didn't stop, echoing the sound of the piano and flute, and overshadowing the majestic momentum of hundreds of people on the other side.
Everyone was stunned and shocked by the scene in front of them.
The outcome is now decided!
Duanmuxi's singing also stopped abruptly at this time, and the musical dispute should have ended here.
But who knew that Gu Xingchen's face showed a ferocious look, and his hands kept changing.
Clang Clang Clang!
In an instant, countless hands were shaking on the guqin, leaving behind overlapping afterimages.
The sound of his piano turned into a murderous sword!
Hong Yao was caught off guard and took two steps back, and the sound of the flute was directly interrupted.
"Demon Sound Soul-Severing Hand?"
A strange look flashed in Si Xueyi's eyes, you really want to kill me.
Then go to hell!
Si Xueyi's expression changed slightly, and his originally calm expression suddenly became sharp and sharp.
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Si Xueyi's hands also changed, the sound of the piano became particularly rapid, and the phoenix chant continued continuously.
In this instant, he completely suppressed the opponent.
"Damn it, I can't stop, what's going on?"
Gu Xingchen looked at the other party in horror. He found that his rhythm was messed up and he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.
He looked up in shock and saw a sneer on Si Xueyi's lips and a cold look in his eyes.
Before he could react, Si Xueyi's piano music suddenly slowed down.
Gu Xingchen felt happy and wanted to withdraw, but found that he still couldn't.
Thump thump!
Not only that, the beating speed of his heart actually accelerated a little bit as the opponent played the strings.
Thump thump!
Gu Xingchen's face turned red and he looked at Si Xueyi pleadingly. He was really scared.
beg for mercy?
Too late!
The sound of the phoenix's cry kept echoing in a bottle, and then the sounds of the phoenix's cry that echoed countless times finally overlapped together.
Bang!
Gu Xingchen's chest exploded and his heart flew out.
Bang bang!
But the moment it flew out, the heart exploded again, and the strings were broken along with it.
Bang bang bang!
The musical instruments of hundreds of monks from Tianyin Academy exploded like firecrackers, and each one vomited blood and flew away, their faces turned pale.
Si Xueyi's trembling voice also stopped abruptly at this moment.
Under the two sacred mountains of Jinxiu Qianqiu, the tens of thousands of monks in the square, from the Holy Lord to the Dragon Vein, were all silent.
Gu Xingchen is dead?
Dead?
Isn't this a genius in the music field of the Holy Academy?
"Are you okay?"
Si Xueyi stood up and asked Hong Yao. She seemed to have been injured by the magic sound just now.
Hong Yao smiled and said, "It's okay. Hong Yao is just a slap on the wrist. How could he be hurt by this little thief?"
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "Let's go, we can't stay in this place anymore."
Hongyao narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled sweetly: "Listen to brother Xueyi."
The disciples of the Holy Tradition were already dispensable to Si Xueyi. With this head covering, it would only make things easier in the Holy Court.
Now that he has been stopped repeatedly and endlessly, he is really annoyed and doesn't want to do anything.
"Si Xueyi!"
At this moment, a loud roar echoed throughout the world.
Saint Lord Qianyang stood up directly on the Panlong Stone Pillar. He glared at Si Xueyi angrily and said in a cold voice: "Si Xueyi, you are so violent that you even killed your fellow disciples in public. I will expel you from the Holy Court!"
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "I am a disciple of the Holy Tradition, you have no right to expel me."
"Who sealed it?"
"Isn't it okay to be self-proclaimed? If these quasi-sage disciples of the Seventy-Two Halls of the Three Palaces, Sixth Courtyard, etc. are dissatisfied, you can come to Tianlin Peak to find me and see if I can beat them."
Everyone was too frightened to say anything. Facing the wrath of the Holy Lord, Si Xueyi was still so cynical.
With such demeanor, he is not a disciple of the Holy Tradition. Who is a disciple of the Holy Tradition?
There was a hint of ridicule in the eyes of Saint Lord Qianyang, and he sneered: "Holy Tradition, Holy Tradition, only those who have the Holy Tradition can pass it on to you. Who dares to pass it on to you?"
"Who dares to pass you on!"
"Who dares to pass you on!"
Saint Lord Qianyang shouted three questions, each sound louder than the last. No one among the many Saint Lords on the Panlong Stone Pillar dared to speak.
Some people opened their mouths, but no words came out.
But right now!
Just when everyone felt that Si Xueyi could no longer make a comeback, a cold voice spread throughout the world.
"I dare!"
This cold voice easily suppressed Shengjun Qianyang's loud drink.
Her words are like the voice of heaven. These three palaces, six courtyards, seventy-two halls, and one hundred and eight peaks, and the vast mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, no one dares to disobey.
"First... first... seat!"
Feng Yuan Shengjun was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. He could easily suppress Qianyang Shengjun. Looking at the people in the holy courtyard, there was no one except the first one.