Guan Feisuo, Guan Sheng and others were actually impatient with the competition between the two, but when Shen Fengming's piano sounded, even they unconsciously had a desire to hear. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info suitable talent is soothing or intense, it seems to be the state of mind of people, but this song is like a transcendent mortal mind. Heaven and earth are vast, and beyond heaven and earth, there is even more heaven and earth - in the sound of the qin, there seems to be endless possibilities, to include all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the mountains and rivers and the world, and then surging out.

Without hesitation, okra put the piano down and re-stroked the strings. The strange thing about "Divine Dream" is that it seems that minimalism can also be, and extreme complexity can also be. The fifth string is one color, the fourteenth string is one taste, the twenty-fifth string is one thing, and the fifty string is another scene.

Su Fufeng looked at the expression of okra at this time, and his face, which had been solemn, finally changed slightly. She knew that now was the beginning of the plan that Shen Fengming had said last night.

She had to admire Shen Fengming's patience - because even she had been anxious before, and secretly wondered why he had not moved. But maybe Shen Fengming is the one who really understands okra. He knew when was the best time to take control of her movements.

This time, Shen Fengming didn't let it go again, and suddenly his right hand trembled, and a huge force was emitted - in the song was a scene of thunder and lightning, and the magic sound spilled into the air, causing people to lose their voices for a while, and their hearing was like an electric shock. Several sect leaders who had made great achievements in their hearts also changed their complexions, and subconsciously covered their ears.

Okra's face changed dramatically. How fast do the strings have to vibrate to make such a huge sound instantly turn into silent power? She bit her lip, wanting to return to him as well, but the tune of Shen Fengming's hand suddenly changed, the storm and thunderstorm were like a moment of heavenly light, and the sound of the piano was gentle, like a moment back to the land of clear springs and streams, and the flash of lightning in her hand could only be held like this.

Naturally, she could have struck the blow - but she had already conceded defeat so that she couldn't be sure for a moment whether they were fighting to the death, or learning from each other, or—not for winning or losing, but for the grandeur of this song together?

The power of lightning shattered in her hands. The strings trembled, and she tried to make his meandering stream rapid. Shen Fengming didn't look up at her, but his subordinates were also faster, as if the stream was no longer flowing slowly, but had to rush to it. The okra did not dare to show a trace of color, and only counted the syllables. Eight verses. Sixteen verses. Sixty-four verses. More. Faster and faster. Suddenly, the four fingers of her right hand slipped—the sound of the piano turned sharply, and the power of the lightning that had been shattered turned into a waterfall that roared down—it was her counterattack!

But this blow, she felt that the whole world was suddenly lonely-her magic sound spilled out, but why did his piano sound disappear? Just for a moment, she felt that he must have stopped, so that "Divine Dream" suddenly became so thin and powerless--the "Divine Dream" alone was like a chopstick that was suddenly taken away, like a bronze mirror that suddenly disappeared from its reflection, and the remaining half became meaningless.

How short was that moment? She didn't know. Because when she looked up in a daze, she saw that Shen Fengming was clearly still playing, as if nothing had happened. She had a suspicion—a suspicion that the loneliness of that moment was also an illusion. Now, with this breath, the waterfall has fallen as if it had never been broken, and the torrent splashes everywhere and scatters into nothingness.

Naturally, others couldn't hear the sound of the piano for a moment. If there was anything special, it was only when Jun Li, who was nearby, saw Shen Fengming's brows wrinkle as the waterfall fell, as if he had suffered some pain.

He bit his lip secretly. That blow should have hit Shen Fengming, but "Divine Dream" is still going on, and he is not an outsider who can control it. In the sound of the piano, under the valley, the waterfall startled a hundred birds, and the sound of chirping was also vivid under the trembling of the forty strings of the two. Suddenly, I saw Shen Fengming's index finger hooking, and the string was flicked again, and a sharp sound went straight to the sky.

This clear sound shook people's hearts with a sharp pain, and it was really as I said before, the magic sound went straight into the chest from the ears. It was another blow he struck at okra. Okra did not hesitate, and went against the direction of his magic sound, "Cheng Cheng" twice, and struck back like a sharp blade with a sassy sound.

Yes, two sounds. This sounded like the echo of the two rings of "Cheng Cheng", but it contained all the meaning of okra's desire to sue but not to sue - it was the anger and dissatisfaction with his heavy fatigue, or maybe even the unwillingness to admit defeat today - like a sharp knife of two sounds, it swirled in front of Shen Fengming.

Shen Fengming suddenly smiled at this moment—his hand rose from the qin, and this time, it seemed to let okra see the break of the magic sound. Okra frightened, "you ......"

She didn't understand. She followed the direction of his voice, bucking the trend, protecting herself but also fighting back, and her momentum was extremely fierce. Judging from Shen Fengming's mastery of the magic sound, he is not so bad that he can't resolve it, why does he want to be unstoppable, and he is traumatized?—— does he really not put me in his eyes so far, and he still wants to humiliate me now?

Shen Fengming's hand fell down again—just like last time, all the timbre was broken for a moment. But this time, there was a soft sound and a few drops of blood splashed on the piano.

The sound of the piano is not stopped, but the crowd changes color. The people who can't understand or understand the victory or defeat of the magic sound duel, but they can understand the choking of blood in the end. Some people have already stood up, expecting that the two "Chengcheng" sounds of okra have caused Shen Fengming's internal injuries.

"Fengming ?......" Jun Li who was nearby was also taken aback, but before he took half a step, he suddenly saw okra like his lips moving, and he didn't know what he was saying. This whirlwind continued to sweep through the entire venue, and probably only the two of them in the center could still hear each other's verbal conversations.

"I-don't want you to let me!" the okra on the side of the piano platform stared at Shen Fengming. "If you want to do this again, I will take your life on the spot!"

Shen Fengming looked at her hand that gently swept the strings, "Take my life?" paused, "It's late." ”

Before okra could respond, the back of her hand suddenly hurt - yes, the back of her hand. Why did the strings - she didn't have time to react, and the back of her hand hurt for the second time.

The fourteen strings had already broken the double strings one after another when Shen Fengming spit out the four words, which was not much worse than the suddenness of the broken strings when he faced the enemy Vermilion Bird for the first time. The power of the magic sound then came back, but the okra couldn't suppress it, her throat was fishy, she gritted her teeth hard, and her face was pale.

They have been competing for a long time, they have been going back and forth, from the temptation of the piano to the stormy waves, from the complexity and simplicity to the resonance of the dream-even if they want to divide the victory and defeat, but they have never seen a hurry, but everything is so sudden at this moment - all of this, is it just a game that he has reservations?

The sound of the piano finally stopped. On the back of the hand, it took a long time for two blood streaks to appear from the thin marks of the strings, and okra didn't know whether to be frightened or angry. She didn't know that the method of the three martial arts restraint and cracking was Shen Fengming's thought since he was a child, and today he has this twenty-five-stringed piano in his hand, plus he knows the "Divine Dream" well, breaking her magic sound in this song seems to be difficult, but it is actually as easy as a hand.

"Miss Qiu, I can't show defeat today, I hope you understand. Shen Fengming only said in a low voice, and then stood up.

This was not an explanation—he knew that this victory over okra seemed to her tease, and she was afraid that she could only hate him more, but there was no time to explain more. Besides, what explanation is that everything is indeed his own plan, including the use of her?

If it was really just for the sake of victory and defeat, he also hoped that he could end this contest as soon as possible - but at that time, the Illusion Gu had not yet been lifted, and if it was for the sake of his bosom friend, he would have preferred to play this "Divine Dream" ensemble with her to the end - but at this time, the demonic sound had already caused him to lose his mental power. Okra probably would never know the danger he was taking - he quietly drew the Phantom Gu out of his heart, and drew her response with the voice of "Divine Dream". In the midst of all those responses, he brought into his body a tone that could be used to eliminate the power of Gu worms—all of which he did quietly but on thin ice. If it weren't for the two blows that were so hard that he choked on the blood, he might not have had to prove his victory in such an extreme way as breaking the strings, but in the right case, unless she cut off her strings, how could there be a second way to convince the hundreds of people present?

When standing in front of the person, Shen Fengming had already wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. On the piano platform, two tiny white insect corpses floating on the blood splash had also been quietly wiped off by him, and no one could see that he had also experienced the severe pain of Gu worm peeling before the string was broken. I only heard Guan Feixu laugh and said: "Admire, admire! Sect Master, Miss Qiu, the stunt of 'Ling Yin' is really breathtaking, but it is also unfathomable!"

Everyone agreed, and the one who took off the cotton cloth from his ears also turned his head and turned his ears. Shen Fengming was not modest, and he accepted such praise with his arch hand, only okra was still carrying his back and did not turn his face.

"Okra, how are you?" Jun Li saw Shen Fengming walking away and asked her closer. Her silence really worried him, but Okra still didn't respond, just sat by the piano and didn't move.

"Brother Jun Li, this is ...... Even if he wins?" Shan unintentionally stepped forward, angry. When he turned around and saw Lou Qianshan's pale face, he felt a pity in his heart, turned his head and shouted to the stage: "Shen Fengming, why are you so brazen! Obviously, you were defeated, and the girl had already stopped, but you took the opportunity to hurt her!"

When Li Wenzhong heard this, he slapped his thigh and said to Marquis Wuling: "Yes, Master Feng,—— I just feel that something is not right, Shicai - it is obvious that Shen Gongzi was injured first, how come in a blink of an eye, it was Miss Qiu's string that broke, could it be really as this little brother said......"

Although the words were said to Feng Qingkai, they were tantamount to questioning Shen Fengming. Guan Sheng on the stage laughed and said: "What does this hero mean - is he suspicious of the Shicai competition?"

Li Wenzhong did block his ears just now, and he didn't know the reason for the coming and going of the magic sound, but when he said this, he blushed a little, and said hurriedly: "But I can see it clearly-the two of them didn't know the winner at first, and then Shen Gongzi was injured first." Miss Qiu was kind and soft-hearted, and when she saw that Shen Gongzi was injured, she naturally stopped, but Shen Gongzi did not appreciate it, but instead took the opportunity to break the strings of Miss Qiu-little brother, you stand close, don't you say?"

The last sentence was to ask back Shan Yiyi. Unintentionally nodded, it should be, and suddenly turned around and saw that the eyes of the heroes in the audience fell on him, after all, he couldn't be sure what the truth was, and he couldn't help but feel nervous, "I ......"

"Needless to say. Okra, who had always been silent, suddenly stood up, and her voice was cold and cold, and the whispers in the audience were suppressed. She turned her head and glanced at Shan Yiyi, "Thank you for your kindness, but—today is my inferior skill." ”

She picked up the piano, didn't look at anyone again, and went to her place and sat down.

The scene was quiet, and even Shen Fengming was stunned for a while. He never thought that Okra would give up easily—he would even speak for himself in an argument, so he couldn't help but approach and say, "Thank you, Miss Qiu, for agreeing." ”

"Thanks?" Okra said coldly, "I lost to you today, but the grudge between you and me is far from over." Even if you become the Lord of Cloud Dreams today, I will seek justice from me in the future. ”

Shen Fengming smiled, "I'm waiting." Then he turned back and said to Li Wenzhong: "Does this brother have any objections?"