Section 20 It's too long-lasting, isn't it? (Ask for recommendations!)
Musician Showdown!
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In the auditorium, the audience was very consciously quiet.
A pair of eyes, staring at the two teenagers on the stage.
The two are actually about the same size, Han Le is a little taller, and Sun Xiao is a thin and well-behaved type, and he hasn't grown a little bit.
A few rookie musicians were talking to each other, but the voices were low:
"Roland, what do you think?"
With her purple ponytail hair, Zinia's eyes were piercing.
Roland, who was sitting next to her and playing Bandung Company, was also the third on the list of new sprouts.
Roland is a girl with glasses, who is relatively quiet on weekdays, but she is not inferior to a boy in creating bloody war songs.
In fact, if it weren't for Han Le's sideways attack this time, it would be very likely that the top of the sprout list would be decided between her and Asakusa's Zhao Xuan.
And the top three are basically occupied by Roland, Zhao Xuan and Zinia.
It's a pity that the appearance of Han Le has squeezed each of them back by one place. Zhao Xuan and Roland were okay, but Xenia was the most unlucky, falling directly to fourth.
Between the top three and fourth, the gap is still quite large. Because the top three have rewards from Dragon City, although the rewards for the second and third places may not be as generous as the top of the list, they are very attractive to most rookie musicians.
Zinia said in her heart that she didn't hate Han Le, it was impossible.
"A newcomer who fills the position also dares to challenge the top of the sprout list?"
Roland seemed to be quiet, but his tone was extremely disdainful: "Xinia, even if you look at Han Le no matter how unhappy you are, you should know that he is a person at the same level as us." ā
"And the guy who fills in the slot...... Well, it's just that the phoenix pulled it out to make up the numbers. ā
Zinia clenched her fists, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes: "Of course I know. ā
"But, this is a showdown between musicians, what if there is a miracle?"
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"In the duel between musicians, the probability of a miracle is still very high. As long as the difference in soul power between the two sides is not very large. ā
Sitting in the audience, Du Zefeng silently prayed for Sun Xiao in his heart.
Although he didn't know this newcomer, as long as he could defeat Han Le, even if Han Le was seriously injured, Du Zefeng would be very grateful to him!
Because if Han Le really takes the top spot in the sprout list, Du Zefeng will be finished!
Between them, there is a bet!
The bet is not a one-way deal, Han Le loses, so he naturally has to kneel and kowtow, and Du Zefeng loses...... The same should be true!
So now he can only pray, praying that Sun Xiao will play superactively and kill Han Le!
That was his only thought.
"What do you think?"
The familiar sneer rang in his ears.
Zhao Xuan, who was wearing an iconic men's windbreaker, walked past Du Zefeng and smiled disdainfully: "Do you really think that a newcomer can defeat Han Le?"
Du Zefeng's face turned red, but he didn't dare to talk back to Zhao Xuan, so he could only lower his voice: "What, you don't even want to watch the musician duel?"
"Go out and smoke a cigarette. Zhao Xuan pointed to the security guard behind him and shrugged his shoulders: "I hope that newcomer can last a little longer?"
The corners of Du Zefeng's mouth twitched slightly: "You actually smoke in the auditorium? Don't you see the no-smoking sign?"
Zhao Xuan looked surprised: "Isn't that logo for the cute students?"
Du Zefeng was speechless.
The security guard behind her was also speechless.
The two could only watch Zhao Xuan's figure disappear around the corner of the gate.
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And on the stage, the duel between musicians finally kicked off.
In anticipation, the referee who was temporarily pulled over carefully confirmed the status of both sides.
"Let's get started!"
"Please control your soul power!"
"After all, today is the award ceremony and the organizers don't want to see any bloodshed. ā
The referee's voice was somewhat conciliatory.
However, the two teenagers simply ignored it.
Han Le was immersed in his own world, as if he hadn't heard his words.
As for Sun Xiao...... His eyes were filled with anger and hatred.
"Why?"
"Why do you have to get up like an unbeatable cockroach when you fall?!"
"Why, do I have to live in your shadow?"
On the stage, only Han Le and Sun Xiao could hear each other's voices.
The latter's hand pressed on the World Wide keyboard, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Hmm...... Are you persecuted paranoia?"
Han Le was a little speechless: "If you want to fight, you can fight, what is so much nonsense? I am not interested in listening to your mental journey." ā
"Of course you're not interested!" Sun Xiao was a little crazy, and his originally somewhat delicate face began to become extremely hideous: "Han Le, you are a genius, I knew your name when I was in the substitute team!"
"A genius like you, of course you don't understand the pain of our people, do you know how hard I work?"
"But hard work can't compare to talent after all...... Today, I'm going to gamble my dignity and my life, and I'm going to show those who look down on me......"
"Even if it's the top of the sprout list, it's going to be trampled under my feet!"
His mouth was babbling, and his expression was already crazy.
Han Le's face was speechless, how could he act as if he was the villain?
You're working hard? Well, I see, and then what?
Hard work is sure to succeed?
In this world, who is not working hard!
It's just that he didn't bother to open his mouth with these words.
On the other side, Sun Xiao had already begun to pluck the keyboard, and the sonorous and powerful music began to play in the empty auditorium!
Everyone was shocked!
A lot of soul power poured out of Sun Xiao's body, and through the Wanwei keyboard, a powerful musical note was formed!
What he played was a song "Heroic Song" that musicians in the Yunzhou Continent were very familiar with!
Heroes don't bow their heads, and they are arrogant!
The sonorous and magnificent movement was extremely enthusiastic, and in just a few seconds, it aroused the enthusiasm of everyone present!
"It is worthy of being the fifth on the list of new sprouts, and it does have some strength. ā
"No, it's not his strength...... It's an overperformance!"
Offstage, Roland said calmly: "I didn't expect Sun Xiao to be in such a good state, and he actually performed the heroic song he created so perfectly!"
Nearly forty seconds of heroic songs, Sun Xiao performed them over and over again, but there was no flaw!
His spirit and spirit have reached a peak!
Not only was his soul power surging, but one by one golden holy rings appeared above his head.
The so-called sacred ring is the embodiment of the true effect of the war song. The Holy Ring can be applied to the warrior, which greatly increases the strength of the warrior!
The higher the number of rings, the purer the color, and the more powerful the effect!
And under the pressure of Han Le, this time, Sun Xiao not only played perfectly, but also played at a super level!
Five Golden Rings!
A heroic song is enough to make everyone present look sideways.
"You let me finish playing "Heroic Song"?"
"Han Le, since you underestimate me, I will make you pay!" Sun Xiao laughed wildly and controlled the keyboard, and the five holy rings flew slowly in the direction of Han Le!
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"Five golden rings. ā
"This kid's talent is stronger than I imagined!"
Offstage, Duan Ming didn't know whether he was happy or worried.
Sun Xiao's performance greatly exceeded his expectations. If he showed such strength in the previous battle on the sprout list, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as fifth place at all!
And Han Le was too arrogant in the musician duel, and actually let the other party play all the notes, which is simply a suicidal rhythm!
Duan Ming's mood was a little complicated.
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"Han Le is going to lose. ā
Zinia gloated and said, "Where is the duel of musicians so simple. ā
"He's too careless. ā
Roland frowned and didn't say a word.
She was thinking, if it was herself, in the face of the five golden holy rings, in a hurry, would she be able to resist it?
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"Let you pretend!"
"It's been struck by lightning now, right?"
Du Zefeng was extremely excited, holding his mobile phone and preparing to continue the black wave of Han Le.
However, at this time, on the stage, a sudden change occurred!
Han Le's right hand lightly pressed on the Wanwei keyboard, and the familiar and enthusiastic drum beat in the prelude of "Men Should Be Self-Improvement" sounded again!
In just an instant, the powerful soul power gushing out of Han Le's body almost shattered Sun Xiao's five-color holy ring!
In the next second, a high-pitched suona sound sounded - at the same time, nine pure white holy rings instantly completed the condensation!
In the horrified gaze of everyone, the nine holy rings quickly attacked, directly smashing on the five golden holy rings.
Syllable!
Sun Xiao's holy ring was like glass, shattered on the spot.
The whole process takes less than three seconds.
Han Le stopped in embarrassment and looked at the other side with an innocent expression.
In fact, he didn't expect that the other side would be so weak.
This is his first dueling with musicians, and he actually has a feeling of "I'll just touch you lightly and you'll fall".
For a moment, Han Le thought that the other side was touching porcelain--thinking about it, this is a different world, where did it come from.
There was a dead silence.
"Wow!"
Sun Xiao vomited blood, the corners of his eyes cracked, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, embarrassed!
There was also silence in the audience. Everyone had a ghostly expression.
At this moment, a somewhat shrill voice sounded in the auditorium:
"Brother, borrow a fire. ā
The girl in the windbreaker walked in from outside the door, patted Du Zefeng's shoulder, and said with some annoyance: "I forgot to bring the lighter." ā
She still had a cigarette in her mouth.
Du Zefeng handed over the lighter in his pocket.
Zhao Xuan took the lighter, lit a cigarette, and in the stands, he couldn't help but complain:
"Wow, I've only been out for a few seconds and I'm going to lie down when I turn around?"
"It's not long-lasting, is it?"
Too unlasting......
Not long-lasting......
Long......
The aftermath lingers. And so on.
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