"Shall we not look at the p-type?" Loco asked with a wry smile, wondering why P-Type didn't let them go to his stage.

"No, he may have his own ideas, not to mention that he is still our senior." Park Jae-bum said helplessly, and the tutor's estimate of reaching his point is gone.

But in the face of P-type, even if it is san/e, they will be the same as them, so he can only hold back the depression in his heart.

"Basick is also too strong, is there really no problem with p-type?" Loco didn't know what to say, P-Type was really his own thing, and he didn't let them see the rap he sang at all.

"It's okay, if you lose, you lose." Park Jae-bum can only say this, they haven't made much effort to fight so far, but have been overshadowed by P-type.

It was pitch black on the stage, and at this moment a very soft piece of music sounded, and three light blue lights poured down, but the stage was empty.

Just when the audience was wondering, P-Type finally appeared, and he was seated on a toy tricycle sat by a child, riding from the left.

The audience wanted to laugh when they saw it, but they couldn't help but see P-Type's slightly serious expression, and P-Type sang very softly with a microphone in his hand.

"Music is no longer music, it's all erased and discarded." The lights on the stage suddenly turned a dark red, and P-Type's voice grew deeper.

Li Wenguang and they listened to the song with a hint of shock, this time the style of the P-type has completely changed, if the previous he focused on the change of rap.

At this moment, he completely abandoned the light side and plunged into a deeper darkness, and the darkness contained in the lyrics and rap surprised everyone.

P-type's gentle singing voice is like a black liquid reaching into the depths of their souls. Plunged all people's souls into the deepest depths of the ocean, where there was only the deepest darkness.

"Everyone seems to have forgotten that he is from underground, how can this kind of rap not be good at it?" Tablo thought with a frown, looking at the swings on the screen in surprise.

But the most surprising thing here is Park Jae-beom and them, they have always thought that the style of P-Type is the feeling of alternating light and darkness, and now they realize that this is the real him.

The audience was captivated by his unique rap. Waving his arms gently, everyone's sight and hearing were omitted by him, and only he was left in his eyes and his rap in his ears.

"But it all stopped at this moment, so I'll start for the real moment now." P-Type abruptly stood up from the toy car.

Then he kicked the toy car in the back and kicked it into the air, and the dark red light enveloped the entire field, as if turning the place into the deepest hell.

A beat rang out with an extremely strong rhythm, and a huge screen showed the image of his mother. It seems that P-Type is also going to play this trick.

"Sure enough, even the P-type is not exempt from vulgarity, but that's how the game is." San/E frowned at it, but became more and more uneasy when she saw P-Type's performance.

Basick also looked at the p-type on the stage seriously, frowning, and didn't seem to be in a particularly good mood, although he was very confident in the stage just now.

But at this moment, I was a little uneasy to see the stage of P-Type, although P-Type only sang the prelude, but the amount at the moment has exceeded 1.5 million.

What kind of stage will he bring next. No one knew, but from his black rap. He knows that the stage of P-Type today is not so simple.

With the strong rhythm, the audience all waved their arms, and P-type suddenly threw his sunglasses into the audience, then picked up the microphone and sang, "yes, P-type and G-Slow, okay, now turn off the fire!" ”

I saw him singing rap frantically. That posture was in stark contrast to his previous calm posture, as if only then he was the real him.

He chewed gum in his mouth, held a mineral water bottle in his left hand, and sprinkled water frantically at the audience, when a man's rap sounded.

“G-Slow！” The audience was taken aback when they saw the man. I saw a man wearing sunglasses singing rap along with P-Type.

"Sparks! Sparkle! Turn off the heat! Turn off the heat! What the? What's wrong with earning some money to spend, my friends have all found jobs, I'm sorry, mom ......" P-Type's rap frantically poured into everyone's souls.

The dark red light flickered, and as his rap looked extremely eerie, and G-slow's rap was mixed in, it sounded even darker.

At this time, a child's singing suddenly sounded in the beat, adding a strange charm to the music, and a picture appeared on the screen.

The child above was dressed in tattered clothes, holding a half-bitten loaf of bread in his hand, and beside him stood a kind-looking woman.

"Turn off the heat! Turn off the heat! The P-Type rap continued, and the audience shouted after him, completely captivated by his demonic rap.

"Youth, fall, smash, it's so fucking poisonous!" P-Type knelt on the ground and sang rap frantically, and the amount on the screen had broken through to an extremely high amount.

The music stopped suddenly, and P-Type began to sing a cappella rap: "Yes, I am the king, the champion is me, no one can stand in my way, Mama/i/love/you/i/thank/you, satisfaction/guaranteed." ”

The moment he finished rapping, everyone couldn't help but shout his name loudly, but Basick's face was very bad, because P-Type's performance really surprised him, and the outcome became difficult to predict.

Li Wenguang frowned, he didn't expect the real rap of P-Type to be like this, and he didn't know who would win between BasicK and P-Type.

But that's not all of the most important thing, because he's going to start the match with the West Exit, and the qualification for the final is in this fight, and he can't be defeated. (To be continued......)