And looking at the past, Fang Zhengzhi also quickly saw that a Lingyunlou disciple in a green dress in the crowd suddenly fell to the ground, sweat on his forehead was like rain, and the green dress on his body was already stained with blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Obviously, not dying is also a serious injury.

"Really singing the dead?!" Fang Zhengzhi was a little stunned, as if he had suddenly opened a "paradise" in his heart, some surprises, and some complicated.

What was surprising was that it turned out that singing could really sing dead people, I knew it was so simple, why did I waste so much energy, so I sang a song directly and wiped out Lingyun Tower.

And the complexity is ......

What's the matter, why is such a beautiful song singing dead people?

Fang Zhengzhi couldn't understand this kind of thing in front of him, after all, although he was pure, he was not too naïve, and his singing voice could sing about the dead, which obviously had nothing to do with him.

However, the disciples of Lingyunlou seemed to be very understanding, and even a few of Lingyunlou's disciples were extremely pale, and they seemed to want to follow in the footsteps.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of a Lingyunlou disciple again, and then, that disciple also fell to the ground headlong, covered in blood.

"Another death?" Fang Zheng blinked, he really couldn't believe that such a strange thing had really happened in front of his eyes.

Why is this happening?

Too ugly?

No way!

Fang Zhengzhi is still a little confident at this point, although his talent in acting is not as professional as Yun Qingwu, but it is still okay to mix street juggling.

In this way, he can sing the dead, and he does not believe.

But here's the thing......

It's really dead!

Moreover, there were two deaths in a row, and there was even a third, fourth, and fifth who seemed to be in the process of preparing to die, which was a bit embarrassing.

Wait a minute!

Is it possible......

Sound wave?!

Because, his own sound waves caused some kind of unknown impact on the disciples of Lingyun Tower, and then, let the disciples of Lingyun Tower die?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that although this explanation was a bit far-fetched, it was not completely impossible.

After all, as someone who has studied the civilization of the 21st century, the word sound wave is actually not too difficult to understand, as long as you know a little bit of physics, you can understand it.

As the old saying goes, truth comes from practice.

The only way to know for sure if it's really because of the sound waves is to try again.

And when Fang Zhengzhi thought of this, several women in various long skirts who were standing in front of the disciples of Lingyun Building around him also spoke.

"Concentrate!"

"The heart is as calm as water, hold your breath!"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, beware of his scheme!"

After a few soft shouts sounded, the disciples who were a little pale and looked like they might "die" at any time quickly came to their senses, and their faces became calm again.

Then, a "Move!" rang out again, and as the voice rang out, the crowd lit up with a silvery white light.

"Hum!" The huge wave spread with a little silver-white light, and almost in an instant, the surroundings were covered by a silver-white light.

"Yo, it's moving again, come on, everyone follow my rhythm and move together!" Fang Zhengzhi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and subconsciously replied.

Although, in his heart for the time being, he is not very sure of the real reason why the two Lingyun Tower disciples hung up, whether it really has something to do with sound waves.

However, there was one thing he was sure of, that is, the few mouthfuls of "poisonous chicken soup" he fed to the disciples of Lingyun Tower, as well as the melodious singing, were at least one of the reasons.

So......

Just go ahead!

"Swing, swing, let's swing together......! Where's the rhythm? Look at my gestures, shake, shake, shake......" Fang Zhengzhi sang while not forgetting to twist his waist and little butt a little.

Of course, he still hasn't forgotten the core point of this assessment, and while shaking, his body also lit up with a silver-white light.

It's just that those silver-white lights are a little shaky, or rather, those silver-white lights look more like a little white snake that is dancing.

"Poof!" a blood-spurting voice rang out again, and then, a woman in a green dress fell to the ground like the two women in front of her.

The difference is that this woman's body is not stained with blood like the previous woman, but is wrapped in a silvery-white frost, and her expression is extremely pale.

"Sure enough, it's dead again!" Fang Zhengzhi didn't care too much about the death of the woman in the green dress, he was now singing and shaking very vigorously.

And, he decided to innovate a little more.

The tragic experience of many predecessors and martyrs tells us that if we rest on our laurels, we will one day be swallowed up by the tide of the times and disappear in the rolling wheels.

Therefore, innovation and re-innovation have always been the practice that progressive young people must always think about and always put into action.

Fang Zhengcheng is obviously a progressive young man who knows how to innovate.

Therefore, he decided to sublimate the rhythm of the song a little more, at least, the sense of rhythm should be a little stronger, and the impact should be a little bigger.

Among the countless songs, his priority is naturally the generation of divine comedy he heard in his previous life, called "Nervous", the god of this song is in its lyrics, as well as the exaggerated expressions.

Fang Zhengzhi still has a little talent in this regard, although he does not have complete expression, but there is no problem in learning seven or eight points.

And then, he sang!

"Uh-oh...... ......Ahh Ahh......h

“......”

I don't know why, the moment the song sounded, Fang Zhengcheng had a strong feeling, and he suddenly became the focus of the entire audience.

Although, he has always been in the spotlight.

But at this moment, this feeling of focus is still very unusual, and the most obvious manifestation is that before he finished singing a song, the faces of the disciples of Lingyun Tower changed by at least half.

Half of it!

Fang Zhengzhi really thought that the lethality of this song would be very amazing, but he still didn't expect that this level of astonishment would be exaggerated to such an extent.

"Be still, don't be disturbed by his singing!"

"Calm down!"

"Try not to listen, try not to ......"

"Poof!"

While several Lingyun Tower disciples who were standing at the forefront shouted loudly, an inopportune sound of vomiting blood interrupted their words behind them.

Then, more vomiting of blood began one after another.

Because, Fang Zheng's singing voice did not stop, and there was obviously a meaning in the voice that overwhelmed those disciples of Lingyun Tower.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

“......”

One by one, the women in green dresses fell to the ground, their faces were extremely pale, and their bodies were more or less stained with thick frost, and they looked at least seriously injured.

"What the hell is this kid...... What has changed?!" Lin Mubai listened to the singing echoing in his ears, and looked at the green-dressed women who fell to the ground one after another around him, his eyes were almost about to pop out.

There has never been a time when Lin Mubai's heart has such a shock as it is now, and this shock even makes him feel that the world has changed?

Why are you okay?!

Lin Mubai knew that there were things that hurt people with music, but it was a large area of music that hurt the enemy, and it would not deviate because of human control.

To put it bluntly......

If Fang Zhengcheng was really hurting people with his singing, then he and Pingyang should have been spared, but the fact is that he showed no signs of injury at all.

It's not that Qule hurts people, but the disciples of Lingyun Tower have indeed fallen again, is there anything more weird in this world?

And, the main thing, what the hell is that song?!

Lin Mubai felt that as the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, he should have read all the music in the world a long time ago, but after hearing this piece of Fang Zhengzhi, he still felt that his worldview had been refreshed, and even he felt that he was not a fake emperor?

"Father, is there anyone more shameless in this world than this guy?" Pingyang also blushed at the moment, looking at the square upright who was singing loudly in the audience.

"There won't be!"

"Father is so sure?"

"Well, the father is not sure about other questions, but this question ...... Father is unswerving!" Lin Mubai nodded, very sure.

......

The stalemate in Lingyun Tower, under the attack of singing and countless "poisonous chicken soup", finally became turbulent, and this turmoil was like a wave, wave after wave, and it could not be stopped at all.

Chiba's face was very ugly.

It can be said that as the owner of the dignified Lingyun Building, since she sat in the position of the owner of the building, her face has never been as ugly as it is today.

But surprisingly, she didn't open her mouth to stop this assessment, which was obviously about to lose, but continued to grit her teeth and endure it.

For Fang Zhengzhi, this assessment competition has reached this point, in fact, it has almost entered a rather pleasant stage of play.

At least twenty people were killed in one song "Worried", so if you immediately follow up the song "Golden Hoop Stick", what kind of result will it have?

Fang Zhengzhi thought he could give it a try.

Then, he tried.

"My grandson...... My old grandson...... Live in Huaguo Mountain, ah...... Find the baby Ruyi...... Golden Hoop ...... Great, great, ......"

Of course, singing also needs expressions and movements to match, and Fang Zhengcheng is not too conservative in this regard, his eyes are constantly blinking, obviously he really integrates his body and mind completely, and he wholeheartedly performs an auditory and visual feast.

It's just that the disciples of Lingyun Tower obviously don't know much about art, even if Fang Zhengcheng performs very carefully, they still can't comprehend the artistic conception in it.

So......

The results are obvious.

Pieces of Lingyunlou disciples wearing green skirts began to fall to the ground, and each one of them fell down, their eyes were round and their faces were pale.

It was a great unwillingness, or rather, a shame.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't quite understand the current state of mind of the disciples of Lingyun Tower, in fact, when he first entered Lingyun Tower, he had always felt that the state of mind of the disciples of Lingyun Tower was very strong.

But why can't you resist the singing?

Is it really a sound wave?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that this possibility existed, but, for some reason, he always felt that this explanation seemed to be so far from the truth.

Because, after falling more and more Lingyunlou disciples, he finally found that almost every batch of Lingyunlou disciples who fell had different injuries on their bodies.

Some of the Lingyunlou disciples were covered in blood as if they had been cut by a knife, and some of the Lingyunlou disciples were frozen as if they were frozen by ice and snow.

Besides......

There are also thunderbolts, fires, heavy blows, etc., all kinds of serious injuries, almost every once in a while, the injuries received will change once.

If it's really sound waves, why are the injuries different?

Fang Zhengzhi had some doubts in his heart, and while his mouth was still singing, his gaze swept over the disciples of Lingyun Tower who fell to the ground.

Then his eyes narrowed.

"There's a problem!" Almost instantly, Fang Zhengzhi discovered the problem, because the injuries suffered by those disciples when they fell were actually related to the "Dao" that filled the surroundings.

To put it bluntly, the injuries on the bodies of those disciples of Lingyun Tower didn't seem to be really injured by Fang Zheng's singing, but more like they were injured by themselves.

Killed yourself?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that this kind of thing was a bit of a fantasy, but the fact in front of him was that the injuries suffered by those Lingyun Tower disciples were really related to the changes in the Dao.

When the Dao is fire, there will be traces of fire burns on the fallen disciples of Lingyun Tower, and if it is water, or ice, there will be traces of water and ice.

It's a little weird.

Could it be that you really hurt yourself? However, this possibility should not exist, after all, the probability is too small.

It's okay if one is like this, but a group of people is like this, it's really unreasonable, right?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that there must be some problem in this that he had not yet discovered, and the answer to this question might be the core point of unlocking the strange methods of the disciples of Lingyun Tower.

Only, what exactly is the problem?

If it wasn't related to sound waves, then why would singing by yourself hurt these Lingyunlou disciples, and what was it that made these Lingyunlou disciples fall?

Wait a minute!

It seems like it's more than just singing!

Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he remembered that before he sang, when he was shouting those poisonous chicken soup that shocked his soul, it seemed that the expressions on the faces of the disciples of Lingyun Tower around him had changed.

It's just that the effect of those poisonous chicken soups doesn't seem to be as strong as the singing, so he ignored the effect of the poisonous chicken soup in the first place.