Zhuo Xuan and Xiang Jiarong only said that Zhong Tianzheng didn't have any good ideas, so they responded and followed him.

Wen Sheng lagged behind, but he felt that Zhong Tianzheng's attitude was a little perfunctory.

It's as if this game has nothing to do with the overall situation, and even if you lose, you can paralyze the opponent, which is more beneficial to the next top ten qualifying battles, so you are ready to work but not contribute.

The utilitarian's calculations always put aside passionate passions, don't ask about the process, just look at the results, and it's hard to convince him in guò language.

Wen Sheng didn't know if his hunch was right, so he had to fight first.

The four people on the other side are drums, tsuki, qin, and flute.

There are not many musicians who are the main builders of the Xuanyin Pavilion, so the master who built this musician is Fei Changlan, the first builder of the Xuanyin Pavilion.

The building looks like a qin, there are thirteen strings, it is a kind of musical instrument between percussion and plucking, when playing, the left hand presses the strings, various fingering techniques are similar to the guqin, the right hand holds a bamboo ruler to strike the strings to make a sound, the sound is agitated and desolate, and it can reconcile the dissonance of the drum and the flute.

The four musicians were ready, with solemn expressions, and did not despise the uneven level of their opponents because they were all Miaoyin Eight Methods and Four Methods, nor were they slack off because both sides had entered the top ten in advance.

Zhuo Xuan felt something, and said to the three of them: "Cheer up!" ”

The opening drum beats.

The other party's drum and Zhuo Xuan's piano were launched at the same time.

The drum master's surname is He, and he is the proud disciple of the Dangerous Star Sword.

The Danger Star Sword's drum attack is sharp and extremely destructive, and his killer weapon is called "Drum One Word Formula". This was figured out by Wei Xingjian himself, and before him, no musician had ever used it, and there was no relevant record in Yingtian Tower.

The musician surnamed He studied under the Wei Xing Sword, and it is said that he learned four of the eight one-word tricks of the Wei Xing Sword.

As soon as he made contact, Zhuo Xuan sensed a difference.

There seems to be an invisible wave of air accompanied by a dense drum beat mountain tsunami coming, head-on collision with their own four people, this time, to have momentum, to have strength, it is the word "rush"!

Seeing this, Zhuo Xuan didn't dare to completely hand over the defense to Wen Sheng, pressed the strings with the big finger of his left hand, and struck a "long trio" with his right hand, which was added to the thirteen tones to counter the "rush" of the drum.

The clear sound of the guqin and the sound of the drum met violently, and they only held each other for a moment, and at this moment, the sound of the qin had thirteen sounds, and the sound of the drum was ten times.

The wave of qi broke through the barrier of the sound of the piano and swept towards the four of them.

Zhong Tianzheng and Xiang Jiarong erected two barriers at the same time with the sound of the flute, and a desolate sound sounded on the opposite side, which emerged from the waves of qi like a swimming dragon, and grabbed the sound of the flute of the two together.

Two to three, it was the side of the three that fell behind.

Bian Qingchuan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but worry: "The situation is not good. ”

"Hehe, isn't this normal, Qingchuan, do you really believe them, think our team can win the first place?" A few young people were not around, and Wen Renying had no scruples about speaking.

Bian Qingchuan didn't answer, during this time, he saw Zhong Tianzheng and Zhuo Xuan talking about the first place all day long, looking like they were caught with their hands, and their blood that had been silent for many years couldn't help but boil a little, but as a division commander, it seemed a little ridiculous to say this?

On the stage, the other party's qin flute joined together, Zhuo Xuan retreated and retreated, his right hand was in a hurry, half a wheel, and a pluck, he couldn't care about anything else, the shape was precarious, and he couldn't make the other party rush and collapse.

Seeing this, Tan Yaohua shook her head slightly, and used the guqin to compete with the drum faster, which was tantamount to drinking a donkey to quench her thirst.

Sitting here, they only listened to the enthusiastic drumming, the vigorous sound of building, and the chorus of the piano and flute mixed with the other two musicians in the north courtyard. They could be seen moving from the south side of the courtyard, but they didn't hear a sound, and their flutes were completely swept away.

There were already two division commanders in the north courtyard on the side, and they couldn't help but stand up from their seats, such a momentum, this was a sign of a big victory.

Wen Sheng has not been idle, she took the other party's qin and flute, if it weren't for this, relying on Zhuo Xuan alone, the four of them would have been defeated long ago.

Zhong Tianzheng did not come to cooperate with her, but fought with Xiang Jiarong as a musician.

This guy ......

Wen Sheng smiled bitterly in his heart, and then put him out of the way, the ring finger of his left hand pressed the string to make a sound, and his right hand followed two scattered sounds, and the sound of the string "Xianweng" was just like a "squeak" of the fiber rope, and the horn of pulling the fiber sounded immediately.

The wind on the top of this ship is against the raging waves, whether it can break through the waves, the burden of a thousand jun falls on Wen Sheng's shoulders.

Under such advantages, he failed to crush the other four in one go, and the musician surnamed He was surprised.

From the counterattack of the people in the South Courtyard, he felt a force of rejection and resistance, gentle but firm, when this chaos, he did not have time to study in detail, although he did not know where this power came from, but if he wanted to win, he must find a way to defeat it.

As soon as the beat of his drum changed, the sound of the drum changed from fast to slow, and he struck several hammers with all his might, like several thunderbolts suddenly exploding on the same music stage.

One word on the drum: Press!

Under this pressure, Wen Sheng, who was facing the sound of the drums, suddenly felt a burst of anger.

There seemed to be a boulder at the end of the rope, and she had to fight it with all her might.

This kind of taste is not pleasant, flustered and short of breath, accompanied by bursts of palpitations, fortunately, in the past half a year, because of the practice of drumming and Wensheng's physique has been much better than before.

The heavy pressure not only tried to interfere with her state of mind, but also affected her judgment of the severity of the finger attack.

"Xi Sound Spectrum" is very strong, but she is not strong enough to play "Xi Sound Spectrum".

Once it goes wrong, "Sailing" will no longer be useful, and the four of them will lose its protection.

This was a difficult standoff, and several chief officials on the side glanced at each other, all showing surprise.

No one expected that the four musicians in the Southern Courtyard would be at such a disadvantage that they could hold up the shape of the shì.

It's like a tower that has tilted but hasn't fallen down with a bang, and no one knows when it will fall, and maybe everyone who wants it to fall has fallen into the ground, but it's still crooked there.

Wen Sheng's opponents also had this concern at the moment, and the musician who played the building suddenly struck the strings, transposed the feathers, and the sound of the building soared into the sky, which was a signal, and a string of flowers burst out from under the drumsticks of the musician surnamed He.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the waves rolled.

One word on the drum: Shock!

The sound of drums, the sound of building, the sound of the piano, and the sound of the flute were mixed together, and in Xiang Jiarong's feeling, the same music platform suddenly collapsed, and among the eight people, only the ground on which he was standing was torn apart.

Knowing that this was all an illusion, he staggered and steadied himself, barely blowing a small flute sound.

The sound of the opponent's musician was like a sharp arrow from the string, and it flew with a scream, breaking through everyone's defenses in one fell swoop, bypassing Zhuo Xuan and Zhong Tianzheng, who were slightly stronger, and being in the middle of Xiang Jiarong.

Xiang Jiarong suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't stand, so he had to stop the sound of the flute and help him into the void......

Xiang Jiarong, the weakest, is out. R1152