Whew, Wang Qingxu exhaled deeply, at this time he no longer had a glimmer of hope for the victory of the game, although the emotional fluctuation value has not yet come out, but the result is already obvious, and the performance at the level of almost love is crushing him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmph, you said that my soul-level performance is rubbish, isn't what you sing now rubbish?" Looking at Xiao Yufeng, he sneered and said, even if the effect of your singing is indeed several times that of mine, and your performance is stronger than mine, but in the end, our performance is still at a level, how are you qualified to criticize me like this!

Xiao Yufeng glanced at Wang Qingxu indifferently, people, what I am most afraid of is not being able to recognize myself.

There was silence again, as before.

The singing has ended, and the drumming has stopped, at this time, Niu Baoyu, Jiao Youxin, and Zhao Wuhen all showed satisfied smiles on their faces, and they all played at the level of dedication, this is the best of the effects they sang, and it turned out that when they were in the best state, they could only sing fanatical-level songs.

"Very good singing. Looking at Xiao Yufeng who was approaching, Niu Baoyu gave him a thumbs up, Yufeng is really a cow now, how far a song can be sung, the most important thing is to see how the home team plays, this time the singing is simply perfect in his opinion!

Xiao Yufeng shook his head, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "It's not enough!"

Niu Baoyu was stunned, and looked at Xiao Yufeng who stepped forward to pick up the drumstick with some confusion.

Zhao Wuhen and Jiao Youxin also looked at it in surprise, what's wrong with Yufeng, the singing is over?

Ding Ding, holding a pair of drumsticks in his hand, his hand couldn't help but sink slightly: "Good mallet!"

The weight of this pair of drumsticks is really not light, one has a full two hundred and fifty-six pounds, no wonder it can strike such a loud sound.

"Look, the game isn't over yet!" Xiao Yufeng raised his head and looked at Wang Qingxu with burning eyes, do you think soul transmission is my limit?

You are so young, and some people are beyond your imagination.

Although his own cultivation is far from recovering, his realm is still there, is it difficult to sing a song of the heart level?

It's hard, it's very hard, but it's not impossible!

"Cowardly, pretend to be a ghost!" Wang Qingxu said disdainfully, the singing is over, soul-level singing is soul-level singing, you can't change this fact.

At the same time, he was a little depressed in his heart, rubbing, he was in such a good state, he sang the effect of soul transmission more reluctantly, he sang a trace of the effect of love, and he was not satisfied, is the gap between people so big?

Liu Yulin looked at Xiao Yufeng who was holding a drumstick, and had a bad premonition in his heart, did he still want to sing at the level of pity?

As a Song Dao cultivator, he knew very well how difficult it was to sing a song at the level of heart, which was a field that only Song Dao scholars could touch!

That refers to the top university teacher-level singers, and only a hundred university-level singers can produce such a song, not to mention that Xiao Yufeng is only a bachelor of singing.

Swinging, the drum was struck heavily, and a circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye was transmitted to all directions with the drum as the center, and a warm atmosphere began to brew in the air, and all the students' faces began to turn red, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Dang Dang Dang, four consecutive blows, the drum beat became louder and louder, and one by one it entered the soul of the audience.

There is a kind of war intent conveyed in the drum, one is stronger than the other, and the war intent conveyed in it is also more and more intense, and it is closely combined with the singing that is still echoing in the listener's mind, and a qualitative change has suddenly occurred.

Xiao Yufeng put down the drum in his hand, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and looked at the audience below with a smile.

"Haha, I thought you were going to release some earth-shattering moves? Isn't this still a legend.....Legend...."Wang Qingxu's face was full of disdain, can you sing a few more drums?

The mockery on his face was palpable, but at the end he suddenly stammered, looking at the scene in disbelief.

It was quiet all around, but suddenly there was a thunderous roar.

Bang, bang, bang, a rhythmic sound came, it was the sound of the listener's heart beating violently, and it was not particularly obvious that a person's heart was beating violently in silence, but when the number was one thousand, two thousand, or even three thousand, then it sounded like thunder, just like now.

"Shake your heart!" Wang Qing's face was like ashes, and he muttered to himself, dada, he took two steps back violently, his left foot tripped his right foot, and he fell into a big heel fight, and his mouth was still screaming that it was impossible.

"Nima, what the hell is this!" This is the common voice of Niu Baoyu, Jiao Youxin, and Zhao Wuhen at this moment.

A singer sings a soul-level song, although it is very difficult, but there are still people who can do it, but he can still sing a heart-level song, is that completely nonsense?

It was unreasonable, it had never happened before, but now such an incredible scene was happening in front of their eyes!

Everyone stood up, and at the same time began to sing: "How many times have I sweated like rain, and the pain has filled my memory, just because I always believe in ....."

At this moment, all 3,000 people in the audience sang this song, and there was no pause in between, because this song had been completely imprinted into the depths of their souls, and it was difficult to forget it even if they wanted to deliberately forget it.

Liu Yulin also forgot about the grievances with Xiao Yufeng in his heart at this moment, and sang this song in his mouth.

The sound pierced through the sky and spread far away towards the outside of the auditorium, and some passing students looked at this scene in shock, what happened in the auditorium?

Some students hurriedly ran towards the auditorium, and some of them who were more knowledgeable were quick to call friends, and of course such a lively scene had to be shared with friends.

Buzzing, a trace of mysterious aura emanated from the audience present, and these breaths all surged towards Xiao Yufeng's body.

Ah, Xiao Yufeng's mouth let out a comfortable moan, groaning, and the spiritual power in the sea of knowledge began to grow slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a minute, his mental power stopped growing, and his mental power had reached the middle level of the bachelor's level, and this time the increase in spiritual power saved him half a month's effort.

Heart-level songs are not only a baptism of the listener's soul, but also a feedback to the singer, because Xiao Yufeng's cultivation is low at the moment, so the effect of feedback can be so exaggerated.

“1396。 Xiao Yufeng looked at the numbers on the screen, without the slightest hint of surprise, and the emotional fluctuation value of the audience at the level of dedication was at least more than 1,000.

1396:222.

Completely crushed, not on a horizontal line at all.

"Serve?" Xiao Yufeng asked lightly, just calmly tilting his head and not even looking at them.

"Serve. ”

Bang, bang, bang, three loud slaps came.