Three consecutive bells rang suddenly on the stage. Huangfu Wuji looked calm, and the superimposed rebound force of the three bells had no effect on him at all.
With his long hair flying and his clothes fluttering, Huangfu Wuji's eyes were like stars in the sky. He took a step forward, clenched his right fist, and slammed the morning bell and evening drum again.
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
Four bells rang in succession. Huangfu Wuji remained as steady as a mountain. He took another step, his eyes flashed, and his terrifying aura reached the extreme, forming a dragon-shaped aura behind him.
Boom!
Two more loud and thunderous drum beats resounded, shaking the heaven and earth, and resounding through the sky. The eighth and ninth drum beats were struck by Huangfu Wuji so easily.
"What a terrifying strength! He is indeed one of the most outstanding geniuses in the royal family. After the eighth and ninth blows, there is no sign of retreating. The strength is really terrifying. The tenth blow is next."
There was an uproar among the people around, and their eyes were fixed on Huangfu Wuji. Everyone was looking forward to Huangfu Wuji ringing the tenth time.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly. Huangfu Wuji was worthy of being among the top ten on the Qinghuang list. His strength was beyond his expectation. The strength displayed at this moment made Zhuo Wen a little moved.
Zhuo Wen knew that with his current condition, if he fought Huangfu Wuji face to face, he would definitely lose!
"Hmph! The tenth time, break it for me."
Huangfu Wuji snorted coldly, stepped out with the sole of his foot again, and struck the drum head with a curved fist with his right hand. Immediately, a terrifying pressure that shocked the world suddenly burst out from the morning bell and evening drum.
"What a terrifying pressure!"
"The tenth beat of the morning bell and evening drum can be so terrifying. Isn't it really amazing?"
As soon as this coercion appeared, some of the weaker warriors around them retreated directly, with blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths and looking horrified.
Huangfu Wuji frowned slightly. At this moment, the pressure conveyed by the drum surface had reached an extremely terrifying level. This pressure was like a mountain or a sea, crushing it like an overwhelming mountain, and his fists were suppressed by this pressure.
It fell like a mud cow into the sea, and it was stagnant for a moment.
"This pressure can't stop me!"
Huangfu Wuji shouted coldly, and the huge dragon-shaped aura turned into the void behind him suddenly sank and merged into Huangfu Wuji's fist light. For a moment, countless air currents surged, like a dragon. At this moment, Huangfu Wuji's fist
The glow reached an unprecedented intensity.
Boom!
The originally stagnant fist light, under the blessing of the dragon-shaped aura, actually reached a terrifying level. A long rainbow penetrated the sun, as powerful as breaking bamboo, and the fist light was like the brightest star in the night sky, breaking through the pressure, and finally bombarded the drum surface.
Boom!
The earth-shattering drum sound, at this moment, magnified infinitely, forming an endless terrifying hurricane around the morning bell and evening drum. Huangfu was in the hurricane without any body, his eyes were like starlight, and his momentum was like a rainbow.
The morning bells and evening drums trembled, and they made a rare buzzing sound. This buzzing sound actually seemed a little sad and sad, even a little lonely.
"As expected of the second prince, the morning bell and evening drum actually started to tremble after the tenth stroke. It seems that the second prince is not far away from consecrating the drum."
The eyes of everyone around him were bright, and they were all staring at Huangfu Wuji. They knew that the next step was the most critical time to consecrate the morning bell and evening drum, which was to cause the big drum to resonate.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, the Second Prince, for ringing the morning bell and evening drum for the tenth time. You are only one step away from the consecration of this drum. If the Second Prince can resonate with this drum and the consecration is successful, this little lady is willing to play "Bodhisattva Man" for you."
Mo Yan Wushang, who was standing quietly on the edge of the stage, was staring at Huangfu Wuji's figure with beautiful eyes. There was a touch of excitement in his eyes. The morning bell and evening drum were extremely important to her. Once the consecration was successful, how much help would it provide to her?
It will be extremely huge.
If Huangfu Wuji's consecration is successful, what's wrong with her performing a solo "Bodhisattva Man" for him?
At this moment, in the center of the stage, a terrifying hurricane was sweeping around the big drum. In the center, Huangfu Wuji stood quietly, high-spirited and high, like a god.
"Haha, thank you Miss Wushang for your love. Then I will sing a song and accompany you with the drum!"
Huangfu Wuji laughed loudly, feeling like a wild goose in the middle of a hurricane, as if he was in a deserted place, he strolled to the big drum, his clothes fluttering, he looked so cool.
Boom, boom, boom!
As the drums sounded, Huangfu Wuji's deep and hoarse voice came out of his mouth.
"The vast earth, the sun and the moon rise and fall!"
Boom!
The powerful drumbeats, accompanied by Huangfu Wuji's singing, merged into complex music on the stage.
"Wearing armor, wearing moon and shooting stars, men's military uniforms!"
Boom! Boom!
One word, one tremor, and passionate singing, accompanied by high-pitched drums, shocked everyone's hearts.
"Young people with passion should travel all over the world and build a lasting hegemony!"
Huangfu Wuji raised his steps slightly, stepped hard behind him, bent down, and punched out with the back of his fist, hitting the drum head with a continuous boom and explosion.
"In the chaotic world, one master rises and falls!"
The moment he sang this line, Huangfu Wuji raised his head to the sky and roared. Countless dragon-shaped auras formed around his body, looking down at the world with majesty. The sound of morning bells and evening drums also reached its peak, loud and loud.
The vast earth, the sun and the moon rise and fall. Wearing armor, wearing moon and shooting stars, men are in military uniform!
The passionate young man should travel all over the world and establish a lasting hegemony. In the chaotic world, one master will rise and fall!
The people around him murmured in low voices. Looking at the high-spirited figure in the center of the stage, looking down at the world, there was a surge of blood in his body.
Use words to complement the music, use music to supplement the words, and combine the two to achieve perfection!
This piece of music by Huangfu Wuji made many people present, their hearts moved, their eyes blazing, their hearts beating wildly, and their hearts filled with excitement.
"good!"
I don't know who it was, shouted loudly, and for a moment, everyone cheered loudly and cheered.
"His Royal Highness is worthy of being the second prince. He has great ambitions and a swan inside. He beats the war drum ten times and sings a song. He is a true man!"
Many people above Lan Yue Pavilion were also moved. The cold-looking Wen Aoxue had something strange in his cold eyes, and he couldn't help but praise him.
But Mu Xue sat on the seat, her face covered with gauze, her beautiful eyes as calm as water, as if Huangfu Wuji's domineering singing just now didn't make her shake at all, or in other words, she didn't care at all.
boom!
On the stage, as soon as Huangfu Wuji sang, countless hurricanes gathered around him, converging into the morning bells and evening drums. Immediately, the morning bells and evening drums trembled violently, and then a dazzling light appeared on the rusty surface.
"The morning bells and evening drums are about to be consecrated successfully!"
Looking at the radiant drum, everyone stared at the light with intense anticipation.
The light was like the rising sun, which began to get brighter and brighter. When the light was about to reach its peak, it suddenly dimmed until it became lifeless. The drum still returned to its rusty appearance.
"Um?"
Huangfu Wuji, who was originally high-spirited and with his hands behind his back, saw his expression froze and his face became stiff after seeing the light from the drum disappear.
"What happened? Failed?"
Looking at the morning bells and evening drums restored to their original state, the people who had been looking forward to it felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them, their whole bodies were cold, and their eyes were staring at the big drum in disbelief.
Huangfu Wuji's final piece of music is considered extremely good, but even so, it can't resonate with the morning bells and evening drums?
"What a pity! Your Highness, the Second Prince, you still failed to resonate with the morning bells and evening drums. Let's call it a day. From now on, the morning bells and evening drums can only be consecrated by the destined person."
At the edge of the stage, there was a hint of disappointment in Mo Yan Wushang's beautiful eyes. She did not expect that even Huangfu Wuji failed to consecrate him, so I am afraid that no one in Lanyue Pavilion would have the qualifications to consecrate him.
Huangfu Wuji frowned slightly, but he also knew that to arouse the resonance of morning bells and evening drums, it was not something that could be achieved simply by being strong. It also required luck and coincidence.
"It seems that Miss Wushang's "Bodhisattva Man" has no chance to meet Wuji!"
Huangfu Wuji was very personable. Although the consecration failed, he still maintained an elegant smile on his face. He slightly arched his hands towards Mo Yan Wushang, turned to Zhuo Wen and said calmly: "I am willing to admit defeat! Now bow to me three times and nine times,
And if you abolish your cultivation, I will be kind enough to spare your life."
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank. He hadn't even started beating the morning bells and evening drums yet. Huangfu Wuji was so loud. He was so sure that he would lose?
"I haven't beaten the drum yet? What qualifications do you have to say that I lost now? Can you tell me which dog's eyes saw that I lost?"
Zhuo Wen stood quietly, staring at Huangfu Wuji with clear eyes without fear, and his clear voice echoed around the stage.
"Oh? After seeing my results, do you still have the mentality to win?"
Huangfu Wuji had an idiot look in his eyes. He looked at the young man carrying the green coffin in front of him. He really didn't understand. His result was already obvious. If he wanted to win against him, he could only do it by consecrating the morning bells and evening drums.
The guy in front of me is just a nobody. Is there still any luck in his heart?
"You don't want me to play the drum, are you afraid of losing?" Zhuo Wen sneered as he glanced at Huangfu Wuji from the corner of his eye.
"Hmph! Since you like wasting your efforts so much, then I will make it happen for you!"
Huangfu Wuji snorted coldly and stepped aside to make way for Zhuo Wen, with a mocking sneer on his lips.
Zhuo Wen ignored Huangfu Wuji and stepped forward to the huge war drum in the center of the stage.
"After seeing the performance of His Highness the Second Prince, this son actually dares to beat the war drum. I really don't know where this son got the courage."
Watching Zhuo Wen step by step towards the morning bell and evening drum, everyone around him looked at Zhuo Wen strangely, as if he was looking at an idiot.
Above Lan Yue Pavilion, Wen Aoxue's beautiful eyes were full of mockery, and she sneered: "You really don't know what the so-called guy actually dares to challenge His Highness the Second Prince. He is such a hopelessly stupid guy.
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From Wen Aoxue's point of view, Zhuo Wen came to beat the drum and was simply bringing humiliation upon himself!