However, for Meng Zhuyin and Xiao Saburo themselves, the two of them did not get along so happily, after all, there are too many similarities between the two, although there will be mutual appreciation at first, but after a long time, it is inevitable that there will be comparisons. It's just that the two have lived in harmony for several years but have never had a head-on conflict, and it wasn't until two years ago that it was rumored that the two had a private competition. However, except for the existence of this competition, no one knows anything about this competition, and it is only because Xiao Saburo suddenly disappeared in the past two years and seems to have disappeared, that people believe that there is indeed such a private competition.

In this way, Xiao Sanlang's sudden appearance naturally caused quite a stir, and at this time, Xiao Sanlang looked at Meng Zhuyin unhappily and said: "Hmph, I haven't seen you for two years, but you haven't changed at all from before, and you still look uncomfortable." ”

Hearing this, Meng Zhuyin didn't seem to care, and still smiled: "It's uncomfortable to watch, then you don't look at it." I heard that you've been hiding on this peak for the past two years, so I wanted to try it, and it turned out to be true. It's just that I didn't expect that Xiao Sanlang, who is self-defeating and free, will also have a day when he will enter the school. ”

"Hmph, my entry into the Qingtian Sect is just a transaction, what do you know!" Xiao Sanlang's attitude suddenly became even worse, glaring at Meng Zhuyin and said: "Don't think that you can win forever if you win me once, two years ago, you invited me to make a move with "Welcome Song", this time I want to see if you can continue to laugh!"

"Slowly, slowly. Meng Zhuyin waved his hand and said, "Don't be anxious, how can you blow your Xiao in such a hurry?" Besides, I don't know that the Qingtian Sect has a basic genealogy, do you think that the Qingtian Sect once asked my father to pull me into the sect and didn't promise such a benefit?"

"You!" Xiao Sanlang clearly heard from Meng Zhuyin's words that the other party didn't look down on this Qingtian Sect's testament at all, and his own efforts in the past two years had been poured into that genealogy, so that Xiao Sanlang's face was even more unbearable.

"Well, look at your anxious look, I didn't say anything. Meng Zhuyin met the roll of Xiao Sanlang's eyes and said: "Actually, I am actually still a little interested in those few testaments, and I just asked you to let me see how powerful this testament is." ”

After a while, Xiao Sanlang stabilized his emotions, as if he wanted to get back to the scene just now, and said disdainfully to Meng Zhuyin: "What is the power of the testament, you will naturally know it in a while." However, I heard that you worshipped a master who was younger than you, and who else's music realm is much higher than you, heh, how can there be such a person in the world, I think you have broken your head by practicing the piano, right?"

Hearing Xiao Sanlang joking about Ye Chen, Meng Zhuyin's expression suddenly became serious, and he said, "Don't let you talk nonsense about my master!"

"Yo, you're in a hurry. Seeing Meng Zhuyin getting angry, Xiao Sanlang felt that the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot, and said with a smile: "I'm just telling the truth, we fellow practitioners of Yin Law, don't we still know the hardships of this road? ”

Meng Zhuyin frowned, she had lost interest in continuing to chat with Xiao Sanlang, and directly picked up her guqin and said, "It's useless to talk more, let's see the truth in the rhythm." ”

"Good. Xiao Saburo felt that at least the psychological war just now had been leveled at this time, so he didn't continue to say more, and took out an iron Xiao from his waist.

For a while, the sound of the piano and Xiao Sheng sounded at the same time, and the sounds of the two completely different instruments penetrated everyone's ears together, while Meng Zhuyin and Xiao Sanlang were not disturbed by each other, and they both focused on playing their own melody again.

The duel between the Musical Rhythm Grandmasters was the first time for the vast majority of those present, and before that, no one had even thought about what it would be like for two musical rhythm masters to compete, but at this moment, they already had a clear and intuitive feeling.

Every warrior in the central square could clearly feel that the sound of the piano and Xiao Sheng seemed to have used their brains as a battlefield, and the two voices each occupied one side of their ears and continuously transported "troops" to it, fighting in their own brains.

Different instruments can be played not only together, but also against each other. Although there should be no obvious distinction between the songs, in fact, the collision of each melody is very intense, even if it is just a note that goes wrong, the mistake will immediately collapse.

At this time, Xiao Saburo has brought Xiao's tactful and soothing characteristics into full play, and his Xiao voice has turned into a swordsman holding software, taking the road of four or two thousand catties, although it looks soft and weak, and it seems that there is no threat, but as long as he uses a little force, he can also make the enemy's blood splash three feet.

Originally, Meng Zhuyin didn't plan to play this piece before he came on stage, but after Xiao Sanlang mentioned Ye Chen's name, Meng Zhuyin played it unconsciously, as if he wanted to prove something. At this time, what appeared under the sound of Meng Zhuyin's piano was a woman with light dancing sleeves and a graceful posture, who looked even weaker than the swordsman Xiao Sanlang Xiao Sheng turned into.

Meng Zhuyin and Xiao Sanlang know each other very well, although the other party plays unfamiliar tunes, and they don't seem to have the slightest power, but neither of them will despise it. So for a while, the sound of the piano flute in everyone's minds was quite harmonious, and they felt that the women on the left in their minds were dancing, like immortals in the sky, and the right side of their minds was dancing with bursts of sword light, which contrasted with each other, making people feel extremely enjoyable.

After the music finished playing a small half, the two were still in each other's temptations, and "Xiaoxiang Water Clouds" will turn from softness to generosity from the ninth section, reflecting the wonders of clouds and water turbulence, rushing and surging, so Meng Zhuyin took the lead in exerting force, and the fingers that plucked the strings suddenly accelerated, and a sharp sword suddenly appeared in the water sleeve in the woman's hand, stabbing towards Xiao Sanlang's side.

Caught off guard, Xiao Sanlang's Xiao Sheng was really disturbed by "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud", and was firmly suppressed by the opponent's momentum, and those swordsmen were also stumbling in the siege, and half of them dissipated in an instant.

Xiao Sanlang tried his best to stabilize his mentality, Xiao Sheng was like a submarine dancing in the ravine, resisting Meng Zhuyin's piano sound while secretly exerting his strength, only then did he see that the body of several swordsmen suddenly fluttered, and they got out of the siege and got the opportunity to repair.

It's a pity that the composition of "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud" is extremely exquisite, from the ninth paragraph to the sixteenth paragraph, it is majestic and passionate. And Meng Zhuyin has already digested this passage with extremely difficult playing techniques, and the scattering, overtones, and pressing notes in his hands are used interchangeably, so that the sword style in the woman's hand transformed by the sound of the piano is as strong as a move, and it didn't take long to wipe out the opponent cleanly.

When the last "swordsman" also fell, Xiao Sheng in the air disappeared, and at this time, Xiao Saburo took several steps back as if he had been hit by some kind of impact, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow a trace of blood.

(End of chapter)