The game is about to begin.

Soon, the two of them lowered their palms and returned to their original positions with their respective smiles, moving their wrists and knees, and began to warm up.

"Banner, what's wrong?"

Cullen noticed the chilling look in Banner's eyes after his return, and asked in a low voice, "What did he say?"

"It's just a joke that can't help myself. Banner said lightly, "Don't care. Are you ready?"

"I've warmed up. ”

"That's good. ”

Banner lowered his head and chuckled softly, "Get everyone ready."

It was him, his friends, the little girl and the dog...... I'm going to get them on their knees and watch themselves fail!"

He clenched his palms, which were still faintly painful, and his eyes were full of rage.

The pain in his palm seemed to seep into his bones, and he felt the humiliation he had not felt in a long time, and the feeling burned his heart like a flame.

He glanced at the enemies on the other side, and when he saw the musician in the back with a strange hood, his expression became slightly cautious.

If there's anything else in the music history department that deserves their careful treatment, it's the guy who doesn't show his face.

From the beginning to the present, that guy has not revealed his details, leaving room for strength, no matter what the situation, he is at ease.

An enemy who doesn't know the depths is the most reassuring.

"The countdown begins. ”

Outside the field, the referee's voice came: "5, 4, 3, 2...... 1！”

In an instant, the whistle blew and the game finally began.

Everyone's bodies tensed.

But then, Banner saw Ye Qingxuan's body suddenly rush forward and grab the ball!

In the early days, all the musicians were preparing to play. When he was leaning towards defense, this guy gave up his defense and took the initiative to attack.

Banner sneered.

If the musicians of other factions will be frightened by your move, only the summoning faction will not, let alone the royal school, which advocates both.

He closed his eyes, and it was darkness. But it was as if he saw a pair of beast's pupils light up. It's a demonic beast that keeps it in the brain.

- Manticore.

"Magathia!"

He whispered its true name, and suddenly opened its eyes, and the pupils of their eyes changed, quickly elongated, and turned into slender beast pupils.

As his palm fell, the ring on his finger lit up, and when his palm was pressed, the void burst into the crisp sound of a piano.

The sound of the piano is so sharp and grand, like the roar of a lion.

Five phantoms burst out of his body. It was a projection of the demon in the brain in reality.

But then, a sharp voice burst out from the arms of the young man opposite.

Nine Heavens Ring!

Collapse!

The number and strings were plucked and plucked, but the sound overlapped, becoming sharp and harsh, piercing the eardrums!

It's a polyphonic play, but it's a step up because all the notes are plucked at the same moment.

This is a complex technique that can only be easily performed by multi-stringed instruments, controlling all the strings to sound according to different sequences and layers. And with great control, the sound is blended into a single chord note.

The more strings there are, the more difficult the chords become.

After absorbing a lot of spirituality. Ye Qingxuan was barely able to achieve the level of six chords, that is...... Six layers of notes are released in an instant.

In an instant, layers of mirrors proliferated from the back of the boy, materializing a faint mirror matrix, and then, a fierce light bloomed from it.

In an instant. It's as if everything has gone dark.

Pure light rushed forward like a cannonball, dimming everything against the background. The blazing light stung everyone's pupils, and the light came like a tidal wave, and Banner's movements faltered for a moment, and his consciousness briefly blanked for a moment in the intense stimulus.

It's just a moment. The manticore, which was projecting, let out an ear-piercing scream. The shadow trembled under the intense interference of the light.

The light was fleeting, but the world was still dark.

Football, already at the feet of teenagers.

"Ye Qingxuan!"

Banner roared angrily, and the beast shadows around him paused, screaming in a high-pitched manner, and in an instant, the five beast shadows changed from faintly to solid black.

The five black shadows were shocked, and they suddenly rushed towards Ye Qingxuan's direction.

Although those black shadows are all projections of manticores, they are different, some are like giant scorpions, some are like pythons, and some are like the silhouette of evil dragons, the posture of a male lion, and the determination of an eagle vulture...... These are the five bestialities contained in the manticore.

Five completely different beastly natures fused together to form the power of the manticore. Now they split apart again, projected on the display, and pounced on the boy with five completely different powers.

This is one of Banner's lore.

In the previous games, at the beginning of several openings, Banner used this move to kill the strikers of the enemy team in seconds.

Just when Banner was going all out, his teammates also showed their skills, took out musical instruments and alchemy equipment, played melodies, and surrounded Ye Qingxuan's remaining teammates.

In an instant, the whole line advanced, like a boulder tumbling from the top of a mountain, and the situation of the music history department became extremely dangerous.

In fact, this is what most people expect.

With the strength of the music history department, it is natural that he was killed in seconds at the opening moment. It's just that this time they are destined to be eye-catching.

Under the attack of the five beast shadows, Ye Qingxuan was not in a hurry, he moved forward with the ball, and rushed straight towards the beast shadows.

His fingers flicked, and a dark melody was played in an instant.

As if sorrow poured out of the heart, swept in, it made people feel sad suddenly, and the voice seemed to be tormented, with unforgettable sadness.

The five beast shadows came to an abrupt halt at the sound of the music, and the beast nature attached to them was unexpectedly slowed down by the influence of the ether......

There was silence, and Ludwig in the stands stood up suddenly, stunned.

"Tragic Overture?"

He muttered blankly, "What's going on, why does that little imp play the Tragic Overture of the Summoning School?"

There was silence in the teacher's seat, and most of the teachers who recognized it also showed incredible expressions.

Right at the front. Ingmar of the Apocalypse Academy seemed to have thought of something, and her expression became difficult to see.

No way......-

At the same time, Banner also experienced a sense of surprise in his heart.

Among the summoning factions, "Tragic Overture" is simply a compulsory course, but its super difficulty is also a huge problem for graduates.

As a supporting piece, it can greatly enhance the bestiality of the phantom beast. Let it metamorphose and sublimate. But when it comes to the enemy, it also has an effect.

However, the effect is reversed.

Is it degraded......

Degenerate in grief!

In the midst of that cold and sad melody, the five beast shadows suddenly struck, and involuntarily trembled, and in the end, under the influence of the melody, it gradually blurred.

The original strong beastly nature has been worn out bit by bit, and it is no longer able to be maintained......

This is ...... How can it be?

Banner's expression changed. He subconsciously cursed a slang swear word in his mouth, his eyes were cold, and his hands fell suddenly.

It turned out to be the same melody, the same "Tragic Overture", and the same sound sounded. The two melodies blend and overlap with each other, but Banner's playing is particularly intense and sharp.

"Magathia!"

He roared at the name of the phantom beast, and there was a wave of chaos in the ether around him. It fluctuates strongly. In the midst of the waves, the fire was ignited.

The illusory silver flames violently stirred. Huge forms emerged from it.

It was a demon known as 'Magathia', which the Adrian family had passed down from generation to generation. A powerful phantom beast that has been formed over hundreds of years.

- Manticore!

"Roar!!

The lion's roar suddenly sounded out of thin air, and where the roar passed, the melody in Ye Qingxuan's hand was turbulent and directly collapsed?!

In both the East and the West, the lion has its own unique status, and the monks say that the lion's roar subdues all the sounds of the outer way.

Followed by. The manticore leaps out of the void.

This time, Banner no longer projected, and directly placed the phantom beast seed in his brain in the ether, giving it a form.

After hundreds of years of inheritance, it looks unusually old. But there was a blinding light in the pupils, and it was a burning flame.

When you step on the grass, the grass withers, and when you breathe, the wind reverberates with the fierce reverberation of the lion's roar.

This is a monster cultivated by the Adrian family, who combined the power of several generations and studied the music theory of the summoning school.

Those who are familiar with it know that it was created with musicians as imaginary enemies - musician killers!

Good at finding the breath of the living, able to disrupt the rhythm of enemies, sharp claws, able to tear through shields easily, and fast as a shadow......

What it does best is to leap out of the shadows, tear through shields, and risk all its strength with a single blow, biting the throats of enemies and smashing the heads in its mouth into pieces!

The moment the old manticore lion landed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly his figure blurred and disappeared.

Banner sneered and looked at the enemy: when the manticore reappears, it's time for the enemy to die!

But Ye Qingxuan was not as flustered as he imagined.

It was as if he hesitated about something, but soon, his palm fell again. Only this time, he played a sharp sound.

The jumble of sounds echoed around him, like countless swords rubbing against each other, wires being pulled by a winch, chalk scraping on the blackboard, and a numbing scalp.

There is no regularity, it's not a movement, it's not even a melody, it's just pure noise.

The noise unraveled the aether, causing the aether in his sensing area to suddenly stir, faintly visible, countless faint silver points of light colliding with each other, making a crackling sound.

No one could understand his performance.

Could it be that this guy wants to blow himself up?

But in that irregular melody, the vanished manticore-tailed lion faintly revealed a shadow.

The illusory figure was quietly moving forward, and in the interference of the extremely chaotic noise, the aether changed irregularly, revealing its traces.

The boy raised his wrist and placed two rings on the index and middle fingers of his left hand. Point two fingers at the manticore.

Then, the two separated fingers slowly closed.

It's like a little pair of scissors. (To be continued......)