One hundred and eighty-fifth chapter son's magic flute
Tang Tian, who was used to being naive and naive, was so domineering that he immediately shocked everyone.
Only Ling Xu gritted his teeth angrily and whispered: "Asshole! When I recover, you will be dead!"
Qingluan wanted to say something, but she didn't say it. The back of the young man in silver armor in her field of vision exuded such fighting spirit that she couldn't think of the slightest refutation. Suddenly, she remembered the time Zhai Hengzhan persuaded her before.
As I said before - Tang Tian is a dangerous guy.
A nervous look appeared on Gu Xue's face, but she did not dissuade him. Zhai Heng and Qingluan may not know Tang Tian yet, but she knew that under A Tian's innocent and silly appearance, there was a truly strong heart.
Tang Tian slowly stepped into the arena.
A soul general floated out of the copper box like a cloud of smoke and transformed into shape.
His blue eyes are as clear as gemstones, his handsome and soft face has a slight smile, his feet are floating in the air, and his figure is slender, giving him a bit of a worldly air.
"My name is Di."
His voice is melodious, clear and warm, and fascinating.
Everyone was shocked that the Soul General actually spoke! The little girl thought of something, her face changed drastically, and she shouted loudly: "Teacher, be careful, he is the Magic Flute!"
"Magic Flute?" Tang Tian was stunned. To be honest, he was also shocked when the flute spoke. He had fought against so many soul generals, and this was the first time he encountered a talking soul general, except for soldiers, of course.
Even Ghost Claw usually stays silent.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would still remember my name. It's such an honor." Di smiled slightly and bowed to the little girl to thank her.
The little girl's face turned pale, and the others looked blank. They had never heard of this name.
Looking at the little girl's reaction, Tang Tian knew that the other party had a lot of background. However, he was not afraid at all, but became even more excited. He stared at the flute and said in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, let's decide the winner!"
Di bowed slightly, with a graceful and elegant temperament: "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
He waved his hand, and a circular light curtain rose, forming an enclosed space.
Di explained: "Please don't worry, this light curtain is just to isolate the sound of the flute below so as not to affect your dear friend."
Tang Tian was a little surprised. This was definitely the most polite soul general he had ever seen. He couldn't help but mutter to the soldier in his heart: "Hey, uncle, they are all soul generals. How come your level is so much lower than others?"
Bing raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Young masters from aristocratic families all have this kind of virtue. However, the number of aristocratic families we destroyed back then was probably eight thousand if not ten thousand. As for the young masters from aristocratic families we killed, well, where are they?
It’s clear…”
Tang Tian: "..."
He soon had no time to brag with Uncle Bing, and his eyes suddenly condensed. There was a copper flute on the flute hand, and the flute body was as clean as new, and the light could tell people.
Tang Tian watched intently. The opponent's name was Magic Flute, and his attack method must have something to do with it.
Sound martial arts?
Tang Tian was a little curious and a little hopeful. He had never encountered such an opponent before.
The flute bowed in greeting and said in a clear voice: "Please listen to a piece of music!"
The blue eyes were slightly closed, and the copper flute was held horizontally to his lips. A wisp of breath was injected into it, and the copper flute in his hand suddenly lit up. The notes flowed out of the copper flute slowly like running water.
Within the light curtain, the air suddenly became sluggish.
Tang Tian's eyes suddenly widened with a look of surprise. His body was actually slightly numb and limp.
The sound of the flute is clearer and melodious, as misty as clouds, and traces of mist are slowly forming around the magic flute. Amidst the white clouds, the magic flute lowers its blue eyes and looks extremely focused.
"Huh!" Tang Tian roared angrily, the real power in his body surged, and the softness suddenly disappeared. He exerted force under his feet and rushed towards the magic flute opposite!
This guy's martial arts skills are indeed very weird, he must strike first!
The sound of the flute floated in the air, and Tang Tian immediately noticed something strange around him. The air around him became extremely dense, and Tang Tian seemed to be in a quagmire. Every step he took took a huge amount of energy.
The air is like a wall, making it difficult to move even an inch.
The magic flute is a few feet away, playing it with your eyes down, immersed in your own world.
With an angry shout, Tang Tian suddenly punched the air in front of him.
Xiaobengquan!
Although it was only a low-level martial skill, it was integrated with Tang Tian's understanding of oscillation, and the dense and solid air in front of him suddenly became loose and disintegrated like sand.
Tang Tian took advantage of the situation and rushed forward!
As soon as he took a step forward, the surrounding air returned to its original state under the command of the flute.
Tang Tian didn't panic at all, just find a way to solve it!
He punched out his fists alternately, one step at a time, slowly but firmly approaching the magic flute. The magic flute seemed unaware and just played the flute on its own, seemingly unaware of the approaching danger.
After walking forward for seven or eight steps, Tang Tian was now about two feet away from the magic flute.
Normally, the distance of two feet would be almost non-existent to Tang Tian. But now, Tang Tian doesn't take it to heart. So far, although the other party's flute sound is unique, Tang Tian doesn't think it is too powerful.
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As long as he gets within a foot or so of the opponent, he is sure to kill him.
Tang Tian, who was completely unfamiliar with music, did not notice that the flute sound quietly changed at this time.
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Outside the light curtain, the little girl's face was pale.
Gu Xue saw the little girl's face and couldn't help but said: "Princess, is this magic flute very powerful?"
The little girl bit her lip tightly, with a hint of vibrato in her voice: "The era of the Magic Flute is about a hundred years earlier than the predecessor of Sword-Slaying Demon. He was born in a noble family and was proficient in music since he was a child. After practicing martial arts, he even changed the music.
Integrated into martial arts, it forms a unique sound martial arts. The sound of his flute seems to have magic power, because he is also called the Magic Flute. The Magic Flute, who was born in a noble family, has an excellent demeanor and a gentle and spiritual jade, so he is also called the Magic Flute.
Master Flute. The battle that made him truly famous was when Hulin Planet encountered a large-scale tide of star soul beasts. Seven cities in a row were destroyed. Corpses were everywhere, and no one could stop it. When the beast tide surged into the eighth city, Magic Flute
Suddenly, on the starry night city wall, the sound of a flute drove back the tide of beasts. In that wave of beasts, there was a ninth-level star soul beast!"
The little girl didn't know whether she was excited or scared, but when talking about this legendary history, she still couldn't help but yearn for it.
Several other people heard this with excitement and fear.
Ninth-level star soul beast, what is the concept?
Ling Xu was the only one who was dumbfounded. He finally understood that the guy in the light curtain who played the flute like a silly goose could be so powerful.
"Then he is not a Tianlu-level warrior?" Zhai Hengzhan also had a hint of panic in his voice.
"Yeah." The little girl bit her lip and looked at the field with great worry: "In his most glorious year, Master Magic Flute once defeated three Tianlu-level warriors!"
Several people were dumbfounded, too shocked to say a word. Naturally, they could understand the difference between a Tianlu-level warrior and the defeat of three Tianlu-level warriors.
The wide-eyed Ling Xu also became amazed in his heart: What an amazing goose!
Tang idiot is in danger!
wrong!
"If that were the case, Idiot Tang would have been wiped out in ashes long ago." Ling Xu said with a frown.
"It should be that his strength has declined." Zhai Hengzhan has the most experience in combat. He can see the key at a glance: "The soul general's level will continue to decline as time goes by. It certainly cannot be compared with his heyday."
"It's easy for this idiot!" Ling Xu snorted coldly, but his heart felt relieved.
The little girl shook her head: "The level will decrease, but the understanding of martial arts will not decrease. Master Magic Flute is most famous for his killer move, Demonic Sound Break!"
"The magic sound is broken?" everyone asked in unison.
"Yeah." The little girl's expression was full of worry: "It also has another name, seven kills in one song!"
"Seven kills in one song?"
Just this name makes everyone tremble.
"Hmm." The worry on the little girl's face became even more serious: "I don't know what is going on with this move. But it is said that this move of the Magic Flute has never failed."
Never fails...
Everyone's hearts suddenly became heavy, and their eyes all focused on the field.
The distance between Tang Tian and the Magic Flute in the field is less than two feet. For Tang Tian, as long as he is closer, he can launch an attack.
However, at this time, something unexpected happened on the field.
Within the light curtain, a bubble suddenly appeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, another bubble appeared. The next scene made everyone hold their breath involuntarily. The air inside the light curtain seemed to be boiling. One bubble after another suddenly appeared.
come out.
These transparent bubbles are as big as a fist, and after they emerge, they float quietly in the air.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Tian was in a bubble.
what is that?
Outside the light curtain, everyone opened their eyes wide.
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Vacuum ball!
Tang Tian was extremely shocked. Every bubble was a vacuum ball. Tang Tian could also use the shock fist to use vacuum balls, but compared to the countless vacuum balls in front of him, Tang Tian felt that his move was really petty.
If Tang Tian had difficulty judging the opponent's strength before, this move immediately refreshed Tang Tian's understanding of the Magic Flute's strength.
Tang Tianruo realized something, and it seemed that the essence of flute sound was also an oscillation.
He has practiced Shock Fist, and his understanding of oscillation is much deeper than the average person. If you want to form a vacuum ball, you must use strong oscillation to annihilate the air.
But so many vacuum balls at the same time...
In Tang Tian's eyes, every vacuum ball was like an oscillating point. Within the field of vision, there were densely packed thousands of oscillating points, all existing at the same time!
What an amazing magic flute...how did he do it?
Tang Tian thought hard and couldn't figure out how the magic flute could do this, but at this time, the sense of danger in his heart had become stronger than ever before.
Separated by countless bubbles, the figure of Magic Flute with his head lowered and playing the flute became ethereal and uncertain. Under the seemingly real murderous intent in the audience, Magic Flute's long hair fluttered, revealing the handsome and focused face on the bronze flute.
The slender fingers gently slid on the copper flute. This gentle caressing movement made Tang Tian's hair stand on end.
Vacuum balls were floating quietly all over the sky, slowly floating toward Tang Tian from all directions.
