Xiao Sheng dissipated, of course, the sound of the piano also stopped, and the warriors in the audience woke up one by one like a dream, even if the feeling just now was like a dream, but they already clearly knew the result of this qin flute duel.

"Oh my God! This is the bottleneck of the six patterns of the elixir realm that has stuck me for six years! I have succeeded in reaching the seven patterns! People say that music can help people advance, and it is true. ”

"I've also advanced to a small realm!"

"I've advanced to a great level!

For a while, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience, and the warriors who tasted the sweetness in this qin and flute duel looked at Meng Zhuyin with their eyes full of respect at this time, while the other martial artists did not benefit so obviously, but they also felt their own changes, and the magic of the rhythm undoubtedly conquered everyone at this moment.

"Ye Chen, it seems that this song of yours has been completely passed on. At this time, Zhuang Lingyun, who had already arrived with the disciples of the Flying Star Academy, walked behind Ye Chen lightly and said with a smile.

"Yes, Zhuyin's talent for rhythm is really high. Ye Chen also had to nod and praise at this time.

"But no matter how talented Zhuyin is, it's not higher than your pervert. ”

Listening to Zhuang Lingyun's praise, Ye Chen was actually very embarrassed in his heart, he knew in his heart how difficult a song like "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud" was, if he hadn't taken advantage of all kinds of advantages, it would have been impossible to exert its effect in the way of music and rhythm, but Meng Zhuyin really learned it by his own talent.

So Ye Chen deliberately bypassed the topic and asked Zhuang Lingyun: "Lingyun, the person on the stage, like you, uses Xiao as a musical instrument, what do you think of his performance?"

Zhuang Lingyun has always been quite partial to Xiao's musical instrument, so when asked this question, Zhuang Lingyun paused obviously, and after thinking for a while, he said: "This young man is not easy, his basic skills should be said to be qualified, but it seems that he has not found his own way, and compared with Zhuyin, the gap is even more obvious." ”

Ye Chen nodded and said, "It's that simple?"

"If you want to say it's complicated, then some people have said it, and Xiao's timbre is relatively monotonous, and it is completely inferior compared to the changeability of the guqin, do I want to say that such a duel is a little unfair. ”

"That's right, your Xiao doesn't seem to be as good as my Qin ......" Ye Chen quickly stopped the words after seeing Zhuang Lingyun's skimming eyes, and turned to say: "That...... I mean, in fact, the rhythm is not interesting in comparison, and Qin and Xiao are more suitable to play together, so it would be a waste to have such a duel. ”

While Ye Chen was coaxing Zhuang Lingyun offstage, Xiao Sanlang on the stage was relieved, although he had wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his face was extremely ugly, obviously the blow of the duel just now was very big for him.

Seeing Xiao Sanlang's face as dead as ashes, Meng Zhuyin put the piano aside and said, "What do you think of the piano song I played just now?"

Hearing Meng Zhuyin's voice, Xiao Sanlang's eyes regained focus, and he frowned: "I lost just now, but what do you mean!"

"I'm not provoking you. Meng Zhuyin shook his head and said, "I just want to tell you that the piece I played just now was composed and passed on to me by my master, but although I can already play it in its entirety, I am far inferior to my master in terms of artistic conception." ”

Meng Zhuyin's implication was very obvious, Xiao Sanlang was also suffocated when he heard the words, and he had to bow his head and say: "It's me who was wrong, I shouldn't have said anything to belittle your master before......"

Although Xiao Sanlang and Meng Zhuyin do not deal with each other, but the respect for the rhythm in his heart is still unchanged, the qin music that Meng Zhuyin played just now really shocked Xiao Sanlang, and Xiao Sanlang will not think that Meng Zhuyin will lie to him with this kind of thing, for a senior who can compose such a song, no matter how old he is, Xiao Saburo is respected from the bottom of his heart.

"If you can open your mouth and admit your mistake, it's not hopeless. Hearing Xiao Sanlang admit his mistake, Meng Zhuyin's faintly hostile attitude disappeared.

Looking at Xiao Sanlang, Meng Zhuyin turned to ask, "Is what you played just now the tune you learned from the testament?" ”

Hearing this question, Xiao Sanlang's eyes lit up first, and then dimmed, and said, "Yes, but what's the use, isn't it still a collapse under your piano music......

"If I'm listening to it, you haven't mastered this piece yet, have you?"

"Your ears are still so sensitive. Xiao Sanlang was slightly stunned, sighed, and said: "It's true that I can't fully play the meaning of this piece yet, but with my current realm, I can only do this." ”

"So, do you mean you're going to give up like this?" Meng Zhuyin looked at Xiao Sanlang's depressed appearance and said sharply.

"I'm really arrogant, but I'm not someone who can't afford to lose, and if I lose, I lose, and there's nothing to say. ”

Although Xiao Sanlang's words were categorical, but the trembling hands that clenched their fists betrayed his heart, obviously, losing to Meng Zhuyin again, and it was still in front of everyone's eyes, which was undoubtedly a huge frustration for Xiao Sanlang.

"I remember, when Sect Master Bai stepped down just now, he seemed to say that if you lose, you should be self-defeating, is it really okay for you to admit defeat like this?"

"This is my own business, I don't need you to take care of it!" Meng Zhuyin's kind concern only sounded full of mockery in Xiao Sanlang's mood at this time, which made Xiao Sanlang become excited again.

"Okay, okay, I don't care, I don't care. Meng Zhuyin shrugged his shoulders with a kind smile on his face, and said, "I mean, let's have another competition, how about it?"

............

Seeing that Xiao Sanlang was silent, Meng Zhuyin said again: "I hope to use my own music to compete with you, instead of copying my master's music, so that I can give myself an explanation." Besides, I know you're not a conformist either, and you must have your own adaptation of that piece of music, so let me see it. ”

Xiao Sanlang raised his head suddenly, his eyes were faintly moist, and said, "You really still understand me." Okay, then I'll take out my half-composed piece and give it a try to open your eyes. ”

"I hope so, and I hope your music will inspire me a little more. Seeing Xiao Sanlang's appearance at this time, Meng Zhuyin nodded reassuringly, put the guqin on his lap again, and after making a "please" gesture, he silently waited for Xiao Sanlang's Xiao voice to sound.

The onlookers in the audience saw Meng Zhuyin pick up the guqin again, although they didn't understand why the two of them had to use other tunes to compare the winners and losers, but none of them spoke out to dissuade them, but their eyes were full of expectation, obviously they had already felt the benefits of music baptism.

"Don't be embarrassed, I want to listen to your voice first, and besides, my guqin has always been used to being preemptive. ”

Hearing Meng Zhuyin's words, Xiao Sanlang, who was still a little embarrassed, immediately changed his face, and without hesitation, he put Tie Xiao in front of his mouth, blowing out a deep and majestic melody.

If Xiao Sanlang's tactful and sad Xiao Sheng turned into a swordsman who overcame rigidity with softness, then at this moment, in Xiao Sanlang's flute sound, what appeared was a latent Jiao resting with a coiled body.

What's even more different is that under Xiao Sanlang's Xiao voice, it also made everyone feel that even the scene in front of them had changed, and being able to blur the environment was enough to see that Xiao Saburo's music this time had risen more than one level compared to the last time.

(End of chapter)