On the volcano on the verge of eruption, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes leisurely and immersed himself in the melody of the riot that was like a wild horse galloping and could no longer be controlled.

In his heart, the singer in red danced and set off a flame!

Thousands of threads of thought were wrapped around him, intertwined with each other, turning into a fine net, completely covering the entire desert island.

His perception stretched along the lines of thought, as if he had broken away from his tiny human shell and merged with the sprawling island.

No, he could even feel that this heavy desert island was just a constructed illusion, but at this moment, it was as if he had become an extension of the illusion, a part of it.

The threads became his eyes, hands, feet, and mind, sensing the existence of all things and the waves of the ether.

It's like a pair of more distant eyes overlooking the whole world, looking at the scenery that Ye Qingxuan once overlooked.

Desert islands, tidal flats, dense forests, yellow sand...... There are also countless students and mimics, close in front of them, like looking at the lines.

Under the reflection of the 'mirror heart', their bodies shine with all kinds of light, even if it is a shielded 'mimicry', in the concentrated gaze after discovering the flaw, you can vaguely detect the changing emotions in their hearts.

"So you're here. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled, "I'll give you a surprise." ”

He played the strings.

Collapse~

The school emblem was bounced high and flipped in the air, glowing crimson as it reflected the scorching sun overhead and the lava behind it.

In the school emblem, the thousands of credits he had been hoarding were consumed in an instant.

All along, the name that hung high in everyone's hearts on the leaderboard disappeared in an instant.

All the people who followed the rankings were stunned for a moment, not understanding what had happened, making Ye Qingxuan's name fall from the thirteenth to a thousand places in an instant.

In the midst of the astonishment. They didn't see the sky above them, the flashes of light that looked like comets falling.

It's like countless meteorites break through the barrier outside the sky, rubbing against the air, and then they glow with blazing light, and they turn into meteors and rain down from the sky!

"What's that?"

In the middle of the jungle. Bart, covered in dust, looked up at the sky.

Just in the distance, on the pass of the volcano, rays of light flew out of thin air, sprinkling in all directions.

Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding! Ding!

Everyone's school badges began to tremble wildly, causing them to look down blankly at the leaderboard that seemed to be burning.

Throughout the leaderboard, all the orders began to change in an instant. The leaderboards that connected the Requiem enchantment all collapsed in this drastic change, and cracks emerged. Lose its brilliance.

At the bottom, a name burned, a step forward, followed by another step.

As the meteor shower fell, the name trembled wildly, breaking through all barriers above it, rising like a bamboo, and soaring into the sky.

First from thirteen. Fell to thousands of people, and then followed. He rushed forward like crazy.

Everywhere I went, it was a mess.

Nine hundred, eight hundred, seven hundred...... One hundred, one by one! Then, like thunder, it jumped into the top ten in an instant.

"What the hell is this?"

Bart, who was originally relieved, was completely squeezed out of the top ten range, but immediately after. Screams could be heard in the distance.

"It's cheating! cheating!" the royal school student roared, "That Oriental bastard! I'm going to tear you up!"

The meteor shower that turns into light is still falling!

Everywhere it fell, there was a flash of mimicry shattering, like an absurd fireworks! In an instant, the number of credits behind that name skyrocketed again!

Jumping from zero to 1,950 in an instant, it was the return of the depleted credits. Immediately after that, two thousand, three thousand, four thousand......

The name was rushing forward, stepping on everyone's name upward, like a mad dog on the loose, a drifting hearse, a burning bull, rumbling and crushing over the leaderboard.

Top 10, Top 5, Top 3...... And even in the end, Banner, who had been silent and cold, clenched his fists, his face distorted, and roared hoarsely:

"-Ye Qingxuan!!!"

In the blink of an eye, the situation changed.

On the rankings, the first place, Ye Qingxuan!

Moreover, the points behind him are still skyrocketing rapidly, five thousand, six thousand, seven thousand...... Eight thousand! Nine thousand!

"Nine thousand?"

On the beach of the desert island, Richard of the School Rules Enforcement Office had a twitching expression and looked back at his assistant: "Are you sure he didn't cheat......?

He paused and cursed a rare swearing:

"What the!"

In an instant, the 'mimicry' of more than 190 graduates was illuminated by the light, and the ensuing credits put Banner, who ranked second, in an instant, threw off a huge gap of nearly 5,000.

The completely unreasonable change made everyone feel suffocated and powerless, as if they saw the abyss that existed between the two.

At that moment, countless students let out a hopeless ** from their throats: "That oriental pervert ......"-

On the second floor of the auditorium, in the conference room.

Different from the drastic changes in the rankings, all the teachers felt the changes in the moment just now.

On that bird's-eye view projected on the wall, for a moment, the picture flickered.

In the middle of the desert island, there was a black dot that emitted a blinding light, which was the consumption of credits that overlapped hundreds of times in an instant.

Immediately afterward, the red dots of the entire map began to tremble wildly, extinguishing one by one. It's like an invisible palm falling from the sky, sweeping, and completely erasing all disguised mimimics.

Until the end, there were only a few scattered fish left on the entire map. And on the completely chaotic leaderboard, in just a few seconds, Ye Qingxuan completed a big jump from the bottom to the top.

In full view of everyone, unscrupulously from the bottom up, breaking through the rankings and ranking first. Leaving all the students behind, and leaving behind a huge gap like a chasm.

There was a moment of silence in the entire conference room, and no one reacted to what was happening.

It wasn't until they finally reacted that it was like a frying pan, no matter how much they pressed the scene. I can't stop the teachers from talking to each other and whispering.

In the crowd, Ingmar's face turned pale.

"The Oriental...... Crazy?"

He gritted his teeth, his fists clenched under the table, and looked back at Abraham in a rage: "Abraham, what the hell is going on?!"

For a moment, everyone fell silent, looking at the silent man.

Abraham looked up sluggishly as everyone stared. A confused expression: "Even if you ask me about this kind of thing, I know it very well......"

Are you kidding?!

Abraham's sluggishness was mocked by Ingmar, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Your student ran to the first place like a cheater, and you told me you didn't know." How did you become a teacher?"

"This ......"

Abraham pondered for a moment, and shook his head helplessly: "Ye Zi is a very worry-free student, and he learns everything quickly. And, hmm. There are often surprises.

Like it is now, ahem. It's good for everyone to get used to it......"

He squeezed out a forced smile:

"Well, it's good to get used to it. ”

Get used to your brother-in-law!

Ingmar almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, glared at Abraham hatefully, took out the aether orb, connected it to the Requiem barrier, and directly began to analyze the fluctuations and aether in the illusion.

Under the years of attainment of the Immersion Revelation faction. Almost instantly, the ether reflects the changes in the illusion, as well as the complex changes in the ether.

In the midst of the layers of silvery tracks, intricate movements and melodies are displayed.

The notes that have almost condensed into substance are intertwined, forming an illusory 'image'. It is the musician who thoroughly grasps the essence of the movement and realizes the 'essence' from it.

He saw it.

In the silver dust of the ether sphere, there is a turbulence of crimson colors.

It was a red dress on the stage, and the bewitching girl was dancing wildly, her movements were soft but instantly became passionate.

It was a heart-warming dance, and it was like the red clothes were turning into flames and burning, and it made you want to plunge into it.

"The movement of the change faction?"

Ingmar muttered to herself, and immediately reacted: no, the music of the faction of change has always been known for its explosion and change, and there can never be a human intention.

So, what kind of score is this?

It seems to be crazy and exciting, but it always follows the rhythm, and is incredibly rigorous in the interpretation and construction of music theory.

The ether followed the guidance of the rhythm, and from the gurgling water to the torrent of the embankment, the power of thunder brewed silently.

The composer's unintentional, rounded and smooth wrist alone is admirable, not to mention the incredible level of control over the aether......

Although the origin of the source is unknown, Ingmar can be sure that there is absolutely no Revelation faction's score that is this image!

In an instant, Ingmar seemed to think of something, her face changed suddenly, and she looked back at Abraham with a hideous look in her eyes:

"Abraham, if I let me know that you violated the military department's confidentiality agreement and taught the music theory of the forbidden faction to that Eastern imp, I would definitely put you on the gallows. ”

The atmosphere in the entire conference room was suffocating, and everyone looked at Abraham with suspicion in their eyes.

At the forefront, the second princess Mary also frowned.

Due to the great deterrent power of the forbidden faction, its transmission must be supervised by the silent body of the Musicians Guild, endorsed by the Ministry of War, and a number of contracts must be signed.

If anyone violates it, the best outcome will be that the teacher and the students will be sent to the Mithril Cellar, and they will never be able to touch the aether.

If Abraham really used some method to circumvent the constraints of the contract and teach the forbidden music theory to his students...... Then even the Royal Academy of Music can't accommodate him!

For a time, Abraham became the target of public criticism.

Abraham was stunned, confused, as if he hadn't reacted.

After a long time, he looked at Ingmar and asked with some disbelief, "Are you......?" Did you misunderstand something?"

Actually, the names of these chapters are: Please don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you, I'm talking about all of you...... (To be continued......)