Just like at the beginning, Ye Xingchen still didn't play, just closed his eyes and recuperated, as if he was not disturbed by any outside world.

After half an hour, Yan Xian'er finished playing, and Ye Xingchen slowly opened his eyes.

"Miss Yan's piano skills are really good." Ye Xingchen nodded slightly and said.

"Next, I will ask Ye Gongzi for advice." Yan Xian'er smiled slightly and said.

Just now, Yan Xian'er also heard the sound of the piano played by Ye Xingchen, and Yan Xian'er felt that Ye Xingchen was too mysterious.

Rise strongly from a spurned waste in Yancheng and help the Lin family kill the three major families and become the overlord of Yancheng.

Later, it was rumored that Ye Xingchen was not only extremely talented in cultivation, but also a fifth-grade alchemist.

Well, now, even the attainments of piano art are so profound, you must know that Ye Xingchen is only sixteen years old.

"The sound of the piano I play, the name is Pujia." Ye Xingchen's voice was mixed with spiritual power, and the voice spread all around.

Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked when they heard Ye Xingchen's voice, and they knew that they were very sad just by hearing the name.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, Ye Xingchen began to pluck the strings.

"The leaves are green, the egrets are doubles, and the so-called Yi people are on the water side......."

"Tracing from it, the road is long and resistant, tracing from it, like ...... in the middle of the water"

Ye Xingchen's voice was sad, and the notes he sang were even more sad.

Everyone was replaced by Ye Xingchen's singing in an instant, as if they had entered a dream world.

In this world, there is nothing else, only endless thoughts and sadness.

Everyone couldn't help but burst into tears, and some were even more exaggerated, hugging each other and crying.

It is enough to see that the name of Ye Xingchen Qin Immortal is by no means in vain.

"The so-called Yiren is in the water..."

"Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and climbing, tracing from it is like a ...... in the water"

Ye Xingchen sang while a pair of bright eyes seemed endlessly deep, as if they were like two stars, which was unpredictable.

Half an hour later, Ye Xingchen finished playing the last note, and the sound of the piano fell.

Everyone was shocked and speechless, originally they thought that Yan Xian'er's piano skills were invincible, but now they were wrong.

"Why do I have a heart-rending sadness, that kind of pain, as if I have experienced eighteen layers of hell."

"Grief wells up in my heart, it is difficult for beauties to stay together, this Ye Xingchen's piano sound is too terrifying, too fascinating."

"The word Qin Xian is none other than Ye Xingchen."

"It's hard to imagine that a sixteen-year-old boy playing the piano seems to have experienced the heat and coldness of the world and the various states of life."

While wiping the tears that were still hanging from the corners of their eyes, everyone began to talk in disbelief.

"What did the little junior brother go through, and he actually played such a sad piano sound."

"Sure enough, the little junior brother is not an ordinary person, this kind of freak is rare in a thousand years."

"Tsk, this battle of the little junior brother is destined to be famous in the entire academy again."

Tianlei and the others were all impressed by Ye Xingchen's piano sound, and at this moment, they could no longer see through Ye Xingchen, a little junior brother who was only sixteen years old.

"Can you tell me what the hell you've been through?"

Yan Xian'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked Ye Xingchen in a sweet voice with a little sadness.

Experienced? What Ye Xingchen experienced was something they could understand?

The god king, who once held the power of life and death, was besieged and killed by more than a dozen god kings, and finally was unwilling to die in their hands.

That kind of desolation, that kind of resentment, that kind of helplessness, that kind of unwillingness, how many people can understand and understand it.

"It doesn't matter anymore, does it." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and said.

Immediately, the white-clothed scholar fell from the sky and stood beside the two of them, and finally his gaze stayed on Ye Xingchen's body for two more minutes.

"The game is over, Ye Xingchen, win!" The scholar in white immediately announced.

With the song played by Ye Xingchen, I believe that no one is dissatisfied with the result of this judgment.

Yan Xian'er, the piano fairy, has encountered an opponent that is difficult to match today, but she is not disappointed or jealous.

"I heard that Ye Xingchen once participated in the Treasure Pavilion Alchemist Competition and won the championship."

"It's really fake, how old is Ye Xingchen, this is too demonic."

"I just don't know what kind of family can cultivate such a decisive demon."

"If I can marry Ye Xingchen, even if I die, it will be worth it."

"Cut, with your appearance, it's not worth pouring footwashing water for others."

"Thirty-eight, are you worthy?"

A group of female students were halfway through the discussion, and they beat each other because of Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen touched his nose boredly, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Ye Gongzi, aren't you going to do the following talents?" Yan Xian'er said expectantly.

"It's really boring, it's better to seize the time to cultivate and strive to break through the realm as soon as possible." Ye Xingchen told the truth.

"Ye Xingchen, you shouldn't be afraid."

A voice that made Ye Xingchen extremely annoying came, and then a young man jumped and appeared in front of Ye Xingchen.

"Who are you?" Ye Xingchen looked at the young man in front of him with a little cold eyes, and said unhappily.

"Zhao Wuji." Zhao Wuqian briefly spit out three big words.

"It can't be the Zhao family's dog." Ye Xingchen was blunt.

"Ye Xingchen, if you kill Zhao Yi, the Zhao family will not give up like this." Zhao Wujian said with a hideous face.

"Let the horse come over, anyway, sooner or later, I will kill all your Zhao family and let you exterminate the clan." Ye Xingchen said domineeringly.

Mad!

Totally crazy!

The Zhao family has been standing in the Heavenly Emperor Kingdom for hundreds of years, and its strength is naturally not too bad, but Ye Xingchen actually threatened to destroy the entire Zhao family.

"Sure enough, the Zhao family will not give up so easily, this Zhao Wujian is Zhao Yi's cousin, and his strength has already reached the sixth level of the Xuanwu Realm."

"Tsk, I'm looking forward to seeing if Ye Xingchen can defeat Zhao Wujian."

"Alas, people are more popular than people, Ye Xingchen dares to be the enemy of the entire Zhao family, but we are unknown."

"If you have the ability, you can also kill a Zhao family, and you can also be the enemy of the entire Zhao family."

"Kill you paralyzed, get out."

"Damn, you dare to scold me, fuck you."

A group of male students were halfway through the discussion, and because of a few words of friction between the corners of their mouths, they started fighting again.

"Ye Xingchen, you will pay a terrible price for your arrogance." Zhao Wuqian said resentfully.

"Really? But I don't think you should be able to see the price. Ye Xingchen sneered.

Originally, Ye Xingchen didn't want to continue his talent, but now that his dignity has been seriously challenged, Ye Xingchen has to defend his dignity.

The art of chess can understand people's minds, and a skilled chess player can put his opponent under mental pressure by playing chess, thus breeding demons.

Some people who are skilled in chess can make the opponent directly have a nervous breakdown and go crazy by playing chess.