The onlookers, where have they seen such a scene. I simply encountered an immortal fight, which was wonderful and palpitating. The ears listened carefully on both sides, the eyes were reluctant to blink, and the mouth was even wider, all obsession.

Listen to those four voices, four different sensations, and crash into the heart at the same time. The sound of the chess game is domineering and hard, like a torrent falling from the sky, which makes people feel excited. The sound of the pipa of the Mandate of Heaven, like his people, carries the elegant temperament of bamboo quiet and leisurely, comfortable and introverted, but it is secretly surging and powerful. Sima Yuliang's flute voice is completely different from his character, treacherous and changeable, quick and slow, strong and weak, without too many emotions, more in dealing with two-sided attacks. And the sound of the White Tiger Boy is also unexpectedly tactful and elegant, he is the quietest one in the field, and it seems that he is not in a hurry to make a move.

As soon as the situation began, Li Benxin became anxious, looked at Zhang Wanlin and asked, "Confucian Sage, this music competition seems to have become a competition of internal forces. Who do you think has the best chance of winning? ”

Zhang Wanlin looked at the stage carefully and pondered: "As far as I can see, the Heavenly Mandate Son Hai Youqian and the White Tiger Son have the best chance of winning. ”

"Why?" Xue Yang and Wu Sanwen were both puzzled.

"There is no doubt that chess has the highest internal strength. But his personality is not calm enough, and he plays sound waves, not like he is playing the piano, but like he is fighting. And he seems to have forgotten the rules of the game, it is not that he can win if he knocks the other three out of the ring, the recognition of the people is the key to victory. His tone is obviously not pleasing in the later stages. ”

"Ahh I understand. No wonder Luofan wants the people to choose the winner of the final. Just at his age, the people won't choose him to win. This rule virtually eliminated the chess game. Xue Yang suddenly thought.

"Maybe the chess player also knows that he can't win, so he deliberately wants to make trouble." Li Benxin also had a slight understanding on the side.

"Makes sense. No wonder he's changed from what he used to be. He had a feud with the Sima family last night, and it seems that Sima Yuliang is going to be fought against by him. In the field, only Sima Yuliang's internal strength is slightly worse, and the strength of the Heavenly Mandate is still unfathomable. With the blessing of the Shenqin and the knowledge of random changes, it should be difficult to lose. This one is either won by the Mandate of Heaven or by the White Tiger Boy. Zhang Wanlin once again affirmed his thoughts.

The chess on the field poured out the sound of the piano frantically, and the other three all took it safely. After a song, the chess player raised his head and laughed: "Not bad, not bad." If you can block a wave of my chess attack, you are worthy of being my opponent. Then look at my second move, Tiangang waves! ”

With a "cang" sound, Qisuo suddenly pulled the strings back and forth with both hands, and hundreds of qi suddenly condensed into a semicircular blade of the knife, killing the three of them without concealment! And after the blade flew out, it split from hundreds, to thousands, and to tens of thousands in the blink of an eye, like a sea of overlapping seas, surging and covering the entire ring.

The Son of Destiny was still sitting firmly, suddenly plucking the strings, his two fingers swinging on the surface of the piano like a phantom, and the sound of the pine waves also turned into a waterfall torrent, crushing the opposite killing moves layer by layer. Sima Yu couldn't block such a strong attack from Qi Suo, so he immediately stepped on the ground and flew up and circled in the air to dodge. Soaring in the air with extraordinary light feats, while continuing to blow the jade flute. And the White Tiger Boy was forcibly plucking the Tiandouqin, and when he saw that the surface of the piano suddenly magically appeared, a colorful shield appeared, blocking all the opponent's attacks.

"The third move, colorful stars!"

Seeing that the other three could still block it, the chess player shouted wildly, and suddenly plucked the strings with both hands frantically, and saw that the sound of the piano was like thunder and lightning falling from the sky, exploding in everyone's ears, and the piano surface was even plucked out with fire. The people in the audience covered their ears one after another, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and it was terrible that the sky was falling. And they were scared and reluctant to leave for fear of missing the wonderful scene.

The indiscriminate sound of the piano no longer has the melodious rhythm of the sound, but more like a cold and unstoppable sword stream. And the direction in which the sound wave rushed head-on was Sima Yuliang in mid-air. Sima Yuliang's speed in mid-air was slow, and he couldn't dodge such a strong move, so he hurriedly flew behind the White Tiger Prince, trying to borrow the colorful shield behind him to dodge for a while.

The White Tiger Boy saw Sima Yuliang go around his back, and the chess player on the opposite side attacked again. Immediately pluck the piano in anger! Suddenly, the seven-colored divine beast seemed to rush out of the Heavenly Douqin. The wild violent sound, with a terrifying aura, directly lifted Sima Yuliang behind him dozens of steps and fell to the ground, and the piano table of the chess player opposite was also shattered.

The chess player hugged the guqin in astonishment and flew back. Taking advantage of this moment, the son of the Mandate of Heaven immediately plucked the pipa sound, a stormy sound wave, and immediately killed the chessman. The chess player hurriedly hugged the piano and retreated step by step. Seeing this, the white tiger boy struck at the same time, and the sound waves emitted by the Tiandouqin, like the roar of a monster, roared out and exploded, and the ring collapsed in half. Facing the siege of the two masters, the chess player finally had no room to fight, and retreated and fell into the ring.

"Fuck, two to one, shameless!" Qisuo fell to the ground, holding his guqin and scolding.

In this way, only the two children of Destiny and the White Tiger were left in the ring. The two of them sat firmly on the high platform, as if they had a good heart, and they all received the sound waves of the attack. With the melodious tone played, listen to a pine forest, birds and warblers. A mountain is thick and the water is long, and the clear stream is agitated. When it is long, it is like a mountain song. The murmur comes, and the clear stream is melodious. From the beautiful music of the two, it seems that the breeze has swept away the smoke and dust of the battle just now, and it is like the warm sun dispelling the fatigue of everyone.

The people let go of their hands covering their ears, and their faces were full of joyful smiles. That's what kind of music is decent.

Soon the song fell, and the two got up at the same time, and each bowed his hand: "Sacrifice ugliness!" Offering ugliness. ”

"White Tiger Boy! Destiny Child! White Tiger Son, Destiny Son! White Tiger Boy! Destiny Child! ……”

The people in the audience let out a mountain cry at the same time, constantly shouting the names of the two, as if they were idols.

Zhao Xue jumped to her feet excitedly, and shouted: "White Tiger Prince, Destiny Prince!" White Tiger Son, Destiny Son! ”

Everyone on the side looked funny, and Ye sighed and said, "Second sister, do you support the White Tiger Son, or the Destiny Son." ”

"I can't support them all. If I were Wu Jiuzhen, I would have both. Zhao Xue joked obliviously.

"It looks like it's going to be an extra game. This Luo Fan is really an all-rounder, is there anything in this world that he can't do? Who is his master, and how can he teach him so many skills. I was so tired of learning a swordsmanship that I couldn't imagine that he could learn all the martial arts, and there was no one who was not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He Mingming was both envious and admiring.

"People are called geniuses, you are called ordinary people, can you compare! Our family Yuran is also a genius, but unfortunately he doesn't know martial arts. Otherwise, she is definitely a famous fairy in the rivers and lakes. Hey. Zhao Xue hugged Xue Yuran and said happily.

When Sima Yue saw such a result, she was so angry that her face turned blue. If it weren't for the deliberate competition just now, Sima Yuliang might not have lost just now. Now this son-in-law election is a busy one. If the Son of Destiny wins for a while, it will be a good thing. But if Luofan wins, it will be a threat to everyone.

Wu Sanwen and the four of them also looked at each other, and they didn't expect that it was really the two of them who won in the end.

Seeing that the people were shouting the names of the two people, Li Benxin turned his head and asked the three people: "It's like the voice of the people." So, how can you tell who is the winner? ”

"It's really impossible to tell the difference between winning and losing. I think so, let Wu Jiuzhen choose one of these two people by herself. Or, add another question. Xue Yang proposed.

"Good way." The other three agreed.

However, without waiting for them to send someone to ask. The maid Huayang had already run out, and brought the title of the extra match to Wu Sanwen. The four of them read the question, all nodded again, and then walked into the ring together to preside over the final game.

Standing on top of the ring, Wu Sanwen looked at the cheering people under the ring, and arched his hand: "Thank you folks, fathers, and heroes of the rivers and lakes, for coming to cheer." Now, the Mandate of Heaven and the White Tiger are selected together. The little girl added another question. And this question is announced by me personally. Before you race, bring the tools you want to use. ”

Wu Sanwen waved his hand, and the family brought two huge wooden boards, on which were hung two pieces of white paper several feet long and wide. There are also two square tables on which pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are placed. On the side, there was also a family member standing with a gong in his hand.

Seeing these objects, the audience also speculated that there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and eighty percent of them were going to test articles and calligraphy. Let the two players stand in front of the blank paper, and Wu Sanwen announced the rules of the game.

"Please listen to the two young heroes. This question will test your literary and intellectual talents. The topic is very simple, after a while, within a hundred strokes of the gong, you will write a hundred blessings. There is no limit to the number of words and rhymes, but it must contain 100 blessing words. Whoever writes the most neatly and writes the best will be my martial artist's son-in-law. And this question will be judged by the four of us. ”

"Hundred Blessings! A hundred blessing words? Moreover, it must be written in less than 100 voices. That's too short. Even if it's copying, it may not be too late. Wu Jiuzhen's topic is really embarrassing. ”

The people were dumbfounded again and began to talk.