As Xiao Yufeng's words fell, Wang Qingxu and Liu Yulin both walked off the stage and stood at the back of the stage, waiting to see Xiao Yufeng's jokes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The noisy voices below gradually disappeared, they wanted to see what level of songs Xiao Yufeng could sing, saying that the soul-transmitting level singing was rubbish, unbearable, how could you sing a level higher than him to be qualified to speak like that!

No one thinks that Xiao Yufeng can sing songs at the level of pity, and songs at the level of pride may not be able to be sung even by a university teacher of Gedao, only a scholar of Gedao can be sure to sing songs at the level of pity.

Most people are holding the psychology of watching jokes, and it is impossible to be able to sing soul-conveying level songs!

"Bell. The sound of the drum came, just a simple drum, and many students in the audience had a feeling of blood boiling from the bottom of their hearts.

Niu Baoyu's eyes stared at the drum kit in front of him, constantly waving the drumstick in his hand, he swung very rhythmically, as if he was dancing a sword, he has a natural sensitivity to swordsmanship, so seemingly random hitting actually contains a set of good swordsmanship, he has often tried to use swordsmanship in all aspects, not limited to combat!

At the same time, Zhao Wuhen and Jiao Youxin also began to move, and the sounds of the bass and guitar also began to wander in the air, and the two of them were extremely skilled.

The performance of the two of them is remarkable, although it is not as amazing as Niu Baoyu's realization, but the three of them cooperate very tacitly, and a passionate atmosphere is created in just two seconds.

Xiao Yufeng hasn't sung yet, everyone's emotions in the scene have been raised, as if there is a fire burning in their hearts, at this moment they are looking forward to what kind of surprise Xiao Yufeng, the singer of the war song, can bring to them, is it possible that it is a new war song?

In the center of the stage, Xiao Yufeng closed his eyes, his body trembled slightly because of excitement, how long had he not sung in front of so many people?

In his previous life, he only broke through to become a saint of singing at the age of thirty-two, and was the first person in the mainland to sing and Taoism, his songs are loved by hundreds of millions of people, and countless people are willing to give everything to listen to his songs, and his singing has also spread to every corner of the mainland.

However, five years after he became a saint of singing, that is, when he was at the peak of his popularity, he held a concert to quit singing, and then he never sang again.

"I will never allow anyone to stop my singing again!"

Xiao Yufeng shouted in his heart, he is very fond of singing, but if it weren't for the unavoidable reason, how could he quit singing?

"How many times have I sweated like rain, and the pain has filled my memory, just because I always believe that I can win by fighting....."

The passionate voice resounded throughout the audience, Xiao Yufeng's mind recalled the distance he had traveled, various pictures flashed in his mind, and those gradually blurred figures became clear at this moment.

Along the way, he has fallen, hesitated, and lost, but he has never fallen, and the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he becomes, because he always believes that he can create miracles.

The bells are ringing, the drums are getting more and more intense, and the singing is getting louder and louder,

Wang Qingxu sneered, his eyes stared at Xiao Yufeng, at this time he did not hide his emotions, with hatred and envy, why could he make a war song, why not me!

Looking at Xiao Yufeng's face, he thought about the scene where Xiao Yufeng's face was swollen, and he smiled more and more happily, he didn't think that Xiao Yufeng could sing more wonderfully than himself.

"Fanatic?" Wang Qingxu muttered to himself, is that the level of victory!

All the listeners below the audience shouted feverishly, there was a raging fire burning in their hearts, and they needed to shout loudly to vent their emotions.

"Dreams are in your hands, this is your heaven and ....." The more Xiao Yufeng sang, the more hilarious he became, and in the sea of knowledge, the place occupied by the song had notes with the essence of the Tao attached to the song, and those notes were the places where the power of the Tao of the Song was entrenched after Xiao Yufeng became a bachelor of the Song Dao.

There were a total of fifty-five notes hovering over the song, and at this time, these notes were emitting a hazy cyan light, and some of the notes were fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With the consumption of the power of songs, the power of the songs sung by Xiao Yufeng became even greater, and the voice of Xiao Yufeng singing directly appeared in their souls at this time.

In the front row of the audience sat a mediocre-looking boy, his hands were clenched at this time, his wrists were bruised, and his face had a stubborn look: "Father, you said that the novel has no future, and only with the sword in your hand can you be able to power the four seas, but I don't believe it, I will definitely go far on the novel, and go beautifully!"

The young man originally had doubts in his heart, and even sometimes thought about giving in and giving up the way he wanted to stick to, but at this moment he found out what his heart really wanted, all he liked was novels, and was it really a wise choice to give up novels and specialize in kendo?

No, believe in yourself, Wei Xiao said!

Liu Yulin listened expressionlessly, but he sang a war song in his heart to resist the invasion of the song.

"Above the firmament, my lord rises and falls....."

The war song he sang in his heart was the war song made by Yi Cangqiong, a national warrior, above the sky, Yi Cangqiong was his spiritual idol, and that was also the goal he wanted to pursue.

When he sang this song in his head, all the noise could not reach his mind, and at this time, there was a fighting intent burning in his heart, even if there were thousands of people in front of him to stop him, he was fearless!

"Soul Transfer. Wang Qingxu's face became a little pale, looking at the listeners who had instantly become quiet from a state of fanaticism, his heart chuckled, and a bad feeling appeared in his heart.

is also a soul-transmitting level performance, and his song is such a burning song, I am afraid that the emotional fluctuation value will exceed his own.

"You will surpass the limit, surpass yourself..."The song sang in Liu Yulin's soul, he was stunned, and the song above the sky in his mind was extinguished.

, soul-level singing, can interrupt his own singing in his mind, then there is only soul-level performance, and suddenly his whole person is a little bad, he wants to play!

Hey, he sighed deeply, looked at himself with a twinkle in his eyes, touched his face, will it be swollen later?

"When all this is over, you will be the first to believe in yourselves. When the last sentence was sung, Xiao Yufeng's face turned pale, and it was too much mental energy to sing this song with all his might.

"It's so nice. Liu Yulin had a sense of admiration in his heart, shook his head, and sighed in his heart: "Almost love!"

looked at Xiao Yufeng with a complicated face, maybe it was a mistake to be an enemy of him?