Chapter 100: A Song Lifts the Heart

"Wow~~~"

"Kill!"

The roar of the three-eyed snow wolf and the shouting of the human brave are intertwined, one after another, filling this prairie.

Woohoo......

Whew......

The cold glow of the weapon and the cold light of the claws also came and went, shining in the sun, and from time to time bringing up bright red blood, throwing it into the air, and dyeing the golden light of the sun red.

In the fierce battle, living bodies were constantly turned into broken corpses. There are also human braves, and there are also three-eyed snow wolves, lying in a pool of blood, bidding farewell to the world forever.

Seeing their companions fall, whether it was a human or a three-eyed snow wolf, their anger soared, and their killing intent became stronger. They all pounced on their opponents with all their strength, trying to crush them at their feet.

For a while, the blood mist was filled with a fishy smell, which made the small animals around them flee one after another, for fear of being affected by these barbarian guys and dying.

Looking at it, the military officers and soldiers were still at the forefront, subconsciously protecting Yang Xiaole and his students. Even if there is danger behind them, they will protect the children first.

In this way, many soldiers lost their precious lives.

Time passed, and the battle continued.

Neither the human warrior nor the three-eyed snow wolf remained clean, and their bodies were dyed a dazzling red with blood.

These bloods are adversary, companion, and their own.

Sharp pain came from the wound, but no one cared about it, whether it was humans or wolves. They all stared at each other with fiery red bloody eyes and continued to fight.

"Little Fun!"

Wen Xinyue flew over, fought with Yang Xiaole back to back, and asked, "Why don't you use the God of Fortune to say, we have died a lot!"

Yang Xiaole replied while waving the steel sword in his hand to slash: "You can't use it at this time." โ€

"Why?" Wen Xinyue was very puzzled and a little confused.

Yang Xiaole slashed off the head of the three-eyed snow wolf with another sword, and continued to answer: "Because after I broke through to the intermediate level, my abilities have also changed. โ€

"Now, whether it's the god of good fortune or the bullet, as long as you use it, it will consume a lot of special abilities, and the number of effects will not exceed a thousand, and the effect is not good. โ€

"In particular, the Bounce skill can reflect up to ten enemy attacks at a time. So, I'm still keeping the ability for the last time to use it to ensure the final victory. โ€

After listening to Yang Xiaole's words, Wen Xinyue understood and believed Yang Xiaole 100%. This big pig's trotter never lies. At least, not for them.

The two of them handed over their backs to each other in this way, and single-mindedly slashed the three-eyed snow wolf in front of them, so that the wolves that wanted to attack them were all corpses.

Adverse Wind and Fan Cage, Wei Heng and Xiao Zhang, Yu Zhongwei and Yuan Liping and others also fought back to back, trusted each other, and concentrated on killing the enemy.

And the nurse Gao Hongming has become the busiest one, running on the battlefield, gathering those seriously injured soldiers and classmates for treatment, allowing them to recover quickly and devote themselves to the battle.

At this time, among the thirty-one students, the only one who did not participate in the battle was Li Yuping, who Wei Heng wanted to pursue, and her ability was really not suitable for dry fighting.

The art department is a music genus, to put it bluntly, it is singing or playing these, how can you fight? Do you use your singing voice to confuse those bloodthirsty wolves? It's unrealistic!

Therefore, from the beginning to the present, Li Yuping has stood at the innermost part of the crowd and has been protected by everyone.

This made many students in other cities very angry, thinking that she was not even a soy sauce player, and they didn't know why she was chosen to float on the continent.

Such a person is a burden when he comes, and he drags an oil bottle.

Li Yuping also felt that she shouldn't come here and cause trouble for everyone. Knowing that it was so terrifying, she obediently stayed.

But now that I don't come, I'm already here, and it's useless to say anything.

"I really want to fight! I really want to fight!"

Li Yuping shouted in her heart, hoping that she could also devote herself to the battle, kill the wolves, share a little pressure with everyone, and not be an oil bottle.

"What can I do? What can I do......

Li Yuping asked herself over and over again, even if she couldn't go up to kill the enemy, she hoped to do something for her brother Bing and her classmates.

"Morale! Boost your morale! Yes, boost your morale to kill the enemy!"

Finally, Li Yuping made a decision to use her own way to increase the morale of the heroes who killed the enemy.

But again, the question is, how can she boost her morale? What she can do is music. And the skill I have now is the skill of 'singing heaven and earth'.

In other words, all Li Yuping can do now is sing!

Li Yuping's brain cells have been spinning to see if she can use singing to boost morale, and think about whether this has been the case in history.

"Yes! and quite a few!"

When I think of ancient times, there were many singers who would sing a song before the soldiers set off, which boosted everyone's morale and made everyone's blood boil, so as to kill the enemy bravely and get good results.

In addition, Li Yuping thought about what song to grow in order to improve morale.

"There it is!"

Li Yuping exclaimed suddenly, took out the bag and opened it, took out a folding piano from it and placed it, then put her slender jade fingers on the keys, closed her eyes, entered the realm of selflessness, and began to play.

At the same time, her red lips opened, and a singing voice floated out.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. โ€

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink......"

The melodious singing echoed between heaven and earth, drowning out all the sounds of fighting, pouring into the ears of every soldier and classmate, and shaking everyone's spirit.

In an instant, everyone had an indescribable power surging from the bottom of their hearts, hitting every nerve point, making their blood even hotter and more boiling.

Will enter the wine, the famous poem of the great poet Li Bai through the ages, has a special magic. In addition, the great composer gave the notes, and it had life and became a famous song.

It will come out and have an indescribable stimulating effect on the human spirit. Therefore, our warriors feel that they suddenly have inexhaustible strength, and they can kill the enemy more fiercely.

And Li Yuping, now immersed in her own world, continues to sing this eternal song.

"Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time. โ€

"The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinkers left their names. In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years. What is the master's words, he has to sell the right ...... to the king"

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100 chapters! The book was released on April 1, but I didn't realize that a month and a half had passed, and I went to work during the day and coded words at night every day, and I never knew what weekends and holidays were. Fortunately, there has always been the companionship and support of readers, so that the baby is not a stand-alone machine. Here, the baby would like to bow and thank all the people who support the baby, and strive to improve the level of writing, and present more wonderful stories to the baby.

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