Chapter Ninety-Six: The Petrified Drum

A drum appeared in Shan Wuyi's hand.

Although this drum looked inconspicuous, everyone held their breath and looked at this drum.

Xu Hong also pinched a handful of sweat for Meng Wuself, the scene of Su Yunqi being petrified seemed to be just now, even if Dream Wu Wu was a genius, but when he encountered such a peculiar Xuan Bing, I am afraid it would be more auspicious, right?

"Dream without me, did you just want to block my drum with the sound of the piano at the beginning?" Shan Wuyi was naked, holding the drum with one hand, and pointed at Meng Wuself with one hand, and said with great arrogance and domineering.

"Is this your confidence? But try it, you use this word too much, my song "Dragon Order" is not something you can afford. Dream replied calmly.

"You!" Shan Wu was not lightly angry, his Xuanbing Stone had the ability to petrify, and the last time he faced Su Yunqi, he had already caused quite a stir, this time he wanted to see Meng Wuself panicked, but who knew that he was sarcastic again.

"I'm going to make you pay for your arrogance!" Shan Wuyi said fiercely.

On the other side, Meng Wuji sat on the ground, the guqin was placed on his knees again, and there was still an antique incense burner in front of the guqin, the green smoke was faint, and he was calm, completely unaffected by the threat of Shan Wuyi.

"Let's see how hard you can get!" Shan Wuyi raised one hand high, ready to slap the drum surface.

But Dream Wuself was faster, his hands were fast, and his ten fingers had already begun to pluck on the strings, and every time he plucked the strings, Shan Wuyi's face became ugly.

Shan Wu Yiguang watched the dispute between Dream Wu Self and Warm Hu Ji in the audience, and he didn't expect it to be so dangerous, as soon as the strings of Dream Wu Self sounded, the Xuan Qi in his body seemed to be disturbed, and he would be disordered, and the right hand that was usually raised high could easily beat the drum held in his left hand, but now it is really difficult to reach the sky, and the drum in his hand began to blur because of the disorder of the Xuan Qi in his body.

"Dream of selflessness is really powerful. Shan Wuyi had to praise his opponent.

Originally, Shan Wuyi wanted to use his physical strength to defeat Meng Wuself directly with his own physical strength at the beginning, after all, for these so-called geniuses, winning in the simplest and most primitive way is the biggest blow to them.

But after Shan Wuyi's attack on the near-sneak attack at the beginning, he knew that this idea was impossible to come true.

Dream Wuself seems to have a thin body, but the strength of each palm is increasing, the first two strokes may not be able to exert force, the strength is weaker than himself, but the last few palms, it is really pressing his own strength, and his arm is in pain when he is hit, that is to say, Dream Wuself's melee hand-to-hand combat ability is not weaker than his own, and this point has made Shan Wuyi a little unbelievable.

If this continues, as soon as the drum in his Xuanbing Stone dissipates, he will really lose, and he will lose very much, which is unacceptable to Shan Wuyi.

"Poof!" Shan Wuyi bit the tip of his tongue violently, and the painful feeling spread to his brain, making him much more sober, and the Xuan Qi was running more smoothly.

"Bang!" Finally, Shan Wuyi's hand hit the drum surface heavily!

Dream no I saw Shan Wuyi forcibly beat the drum, the speed of plucking the strings in his hand increased a few points, and the force increased a few points, and the sound waves continued to impact Shan Wuyi.

The sound of drums and strings intersected to form a tug-of-war, and in the end, neither of the two voices prevailed over the other, and dissolved between the dream of selflessness and Shan Wuyi.

"Nothing more than that. Dream without self said.

Shan Wuyi was extremely excited, and said to Meng Wuself: "Do you think my stone drum can be offset like this?

"Huh?" A surprised voice came out of Meng Wuyi's mouth, and as Shan Wuyi's words ended just now, Meng Wuyi's body changed amazingly.

Dream no self felt that the fingers of his left hand were a little disobedient, and he gradually lost his senses, and when he fixed his eyes, his entire left hand had begun to gradually petrify, and after a while, his entire left hand became stone.

The audience was in an uproar, and it was clear that the balance of victory had shifted to Shan Wuyi.

"You're done!" Shan Wuyi yelled, and was about to hit the drum for the second time!

Dream Noself didn't panic, and continued to pluck the strings with one hand, as if it was not his own hand that was petrified, and the whole song was played to the climax, and the strings sounded wave after wave, one higher than the other.

Shan Wuyi's hand couldn't be hit as long as just now, and he froze there, but Meng Wuyi's hand has been petrified, and the outcome of the game is already obvious, Shan Wuyi doesn't need to risk attacking, after all, Meng Wuyi is lucky to play the piano with one hand, as long as he waits patiently until he is exhausted, whether it is hand-to-hand combat or direct Xuan Bing to control his petrification, it will be easy.

Dream selfless didn't seem to think about this, still plucking the strings with one hand, indulging in his own rhythm.

"Is he stupid? I don't want to think about what to do next, what kind of piano is he playing at this time!" Xu Hong couldn't help but say.

"Dangchang" sounded, and after the dragon order was played, his right hand slapped on the piano and made a final sound.

Shan Wuyi was already sweating profusely, just as Meng Wuyi began to say, it was not easy to listen to this crazy dragon order strongly, but Shan Wuyi had already survived, took a deep breath, and stabilized the sea of qi that he had been churning just now, and the Xuan Qi was also operating normally.

"The way you are now, do you admit defeat by yourself or do I fight until you admit defeat?" said Shan Wuyi, who had recovered, with a cold eye.

Meng Wuwu waved his hand, put away the guqin in front of him, kept the incense burner, looked at Shan Wuyi, and did not have any fear, he was still calm.

A fragrance was lit again in the incense burner of the dream,

The dragon roars in the sky,

Haojie thunders and shakes the world.

Take a break and get drunk and pick flowers,

No one has a dream, and there is no self.

Then Meng Wuself said calmly: "A stick of incense time, defeat you!"

"Hahahaha!" Shan Wuyi laughed, "Don't blame me if you don't eat and drink for toasting." ”

Shan Wuyi threw his hand, controlled the Xuan Qi in his body, the drum in his hand floated in the air, and then lifted his breath, and the whole person rushed towards Meng Wuself like an arrow off the string.

Since you're so tough, then let me beat you up first!

Shan Wuyi punched out the first punch, followed by the second punch, and then the third punch.

Dream Wuyi's left hand was petrified, and he could only use his right hand to keep pushing away Shan Wuyi's attack, and after Shan Wuyi's three punches, Dream Wuyi finally appeared in a defensive gap.

"Eat me first!"

Who knew that before Shan Wuyi finished speaking, he was beaten away.

It's true that Dream Wuyi's normal right hand can't resist Shan Wuyi's attack, so Dream Wuwu used his petrified left hand to slam Shan Wuyi's body fiercely, and directly knocked him out.

Shan Wuyi's naked upper body was obviously bruised, and the physical pain was not too much, but psychologically he was very angry, and in such a good form, he was actually pulled away in front of everyone.

Shan Wuyi took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and the drum in the air fell back into his hand, and reason told Shan Wuyi that he should not give Meng Wuyi a chance to turn the tables, but must use the safest way to win first.

"Goodbye, turn me to stone!"

Shan Wuyi slammed on the drum and made a crisp sound!

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