Soon, Mu Shengtian's opening remarks were almost over, and then after Mu Liuyun lit the flame, the Fengliu Conference officially began.

"I announce that the 350th Peak Stream Conference has officially begun!" As Mu Shengtian's words fell, heavy drums sounded from all directions.

At first, the drums were slow and melodious, and they fell together in a very regular manner, and the rhythm of not being fast or slow made the people present very comfortable to listen to.

Suddenly-

"Knock knock-" The drum beat suddenly became faster, "Knock knock-" every blow seemed to hit people's hearts, and every blow shook people's hearts.

"Knock knock—"

The drums are getting faster and faster, and the people are breathing faster and faster, and they are afraid that one of them will die if they don't keep up. The rapid sound of the drum touched every nerve of the people, one after another, one after another, and there was no time for people to relax.

In the midst of such a fast-paced beating, gradually, gradually-

"Knock-knock-knock-" gradually slowed down the rhythm of the drumming, "Knock-knock-knock-" slowly, slowly, like the opening drum. People's hearts are gradually relaxed.

As everyone in the audience breathed a long sigh of relief, the drumming slowly stopped.

Knowing that when the final blow was completed, there was thunderous applause from the field.

At that moment, I was shaken by the sound of the drum.

"Mu Shengtian's move is good." Demon Qianzhu clapped his hands and said in Beiling's ear.

"Hmm." Beiling nodded in agreement.

After learning that Demon Qianzhu was Beiling's concubine, Mu Shengtian put Beiling's room and Demon Qianzhu's room together, since it was a husband and wife who shared the same bed, it was also a matter of course.

This is acceptable to Beiling.

But why are even the seats put together?! Beiling was a little depressed at this time, but quickly adjusted his mentality. I don't care about the little things anymore.

Soon, someone announced the first item of the summit conference: the competition.

The so-called competition is the most ordinary qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and then add a martial arts. The competition is based on these five contents. Each of the four countries sent one person to participate in one of the competitions, and then the spectators voted for it, and the person with the most votes was the winner of the competition.

Then there is martial arts, and this competition is about the level of spiritual power. Anyone who participates in this contest will receive an empty glass bottle. This kind of glass bottle is not an ordinary glass bottle, this kind of glass bottle can be used to hold spiritual power. Those who participate in this competition have to inject spiritual power into the bottle in the shortest possible time, and whoever fills it up first wins. Moreover, in the process of re-injecting spiritual power, you can compete for the glass bottle to hinder the output of others. Therefore, the last competition requires not only people with high spiritual power, but also high combat ability. Otherwise, it's hard to win.

This competition adopts a best-of-five system, which means that as long as any country has three wins in five games, it can win the first competition. Therefore, the odds of such a win are high.

The first item, the piano.

Because the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all familiar to girls, therefore, all four countries without exception sent women.

Huaxia Yunziqin, Haoyue Mu Xinrui, Poquan Dongfang Pingqing (Beiling), and Nanshu Yumoli all seem to be soft and weak, but no one knows what their strength is. So, no matter what, give it a try.

The first to come to power was Yun Ziqin of the Huaxia Dynasty.

This girl is very familiar to Beiling. This girl was the first friend she made when she first entered the Holy Spirit Academy. Beiling can still remember how excited she was at that time. It's just that I didn't expect that I haven't seen each other for five years, and goodbye is no longer a thing.

Five years have made her very good, faded away from the original youthfulness, and now has a hint of mature charm, the makeup is just right, and the smile is very decent, such a change is difficult for people to pity her with the reckless girl five years ago.

It seems that time is sometimes really a scalpel, refining people so exquisitely.

Yun Ziqin nodded to the audience first, then walked to the instrument, picked a pipa, sat down, and played.

The pipa is also a type of piano.

She played a cheerful tune, just like she used to be. After she tried to broadcast the pipa a few times, she glanced in the direction of Beiling a few times, not only intentionally or unintentionally, with a little sadness in her eyes. Then she began to play music.

The sound of the pipa is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, the tone is abrupt, staggered, and the rhythm is distinct.

Although her tune was very cheerful, Beiling did not see a trace of happiness in her expression. It seemed that she was suppressing this, and the tune was still light, but Beiling obviously felt that something was different.

Yun Ziqin deliberately lowered a tone!

Is there really no way to express that ultimate happiness?

Bei Ling's slightly refined gaze swirled on Yun Ziqin's body, but this situation didn't last long, and soon a peak turned around, and Yun Ziqin's performance ended here.

The moment the last tune was put away, the audience burst into applause. It was clear that they were intrigued by this upbeat tune, a good way to set the mood.

Yun Ziqin finally helped them behind him and went down.

It's just that when she went down further, Bei Ling's sharp eyes caught her looking at the people at their seats.

After thinking about it, Beiling still didn't plan to dig deeper. Because, the second is her appearance!

Bei Ling walked over to the instrument, thought about it for a while, and chose an instrument she had never used before—Xiao.

This, she has only heard others blow, and she really hasn't tried it herself. Well, since you have this opportunity, let's try how to use it.

On the contrary, the people on the side of Poquan were a little surprised.

Although I am not very familiar with this new princess, I seem to have heard my own emperor say that the princess is best at Qixuanqin, why did she choose Xiao this time?

Everyone looked confused.

On the contrary, Dongfang Jian Yu and Demon Qianzhu each smiled. It seems that some people have guessed Beiling's intentions. She didn't really want to compete seriously, she just wanted to try her skills!

This girl! Dongfang Jian Yu shook his head with a smile and didn't say anything more. Dongfang Yichen looked at his second brother's look of laughing and shaking his head for a while, and knew that this product had acquiesced to the girl's choice. However, he really didn't care at all about what instrument Beiling chose. If you lose this one, you can definitely win the next one. With three wins in five games, they will definitely win!

It's just that, right now, what he is paying attention to is not on the field, but on the seats on the side of the Huaxia Dynasty. Eyes are complex.

Isn't this a tacit acquiescence to Beiling's "Hu Lai"?

Ahh Demon Qianzhu smiled when he saw Dongfang Jianyu's appearance. Still, it's good.

Dongfang Jian Yu saw Demon Qianzhu's gaze, raised his glass to him, and then drank it all. The same is naturally true of Demon Qianzhu. The light wine enters the throat and does not feel spicy.

In the moment when the two looked at each other, Bei Ling had already returned to the competition field and began to blow Xiao.