Need for Evildo Expert

Chapter 1018 Alternative Method
It seems that only the ancient song can be used!

Mr. Ziheng's face was solemn. He thought that he should be crushed in this competition, but he didn't expect that there was such a powerful little girl on the side of the Foreign Spirit Race.

Thanks to myself some time ago, I got an ancient song...

This ancient song is very exquisite, relying on my own understanding of the rhythm, playing it will definitely shock the world.

How amazing are your feet?hum!

At this time, the song finally began to relax, and the four extended tentacles also retracted.

After another 3 minutes, the little girl fiddled with the piano a few times with her palm, leaving behind a few lingering sounds that vibrated slightly in the air.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this song.

For a long time, I was still immersed in that kind of girl's mind. The whole song was being played, and the sense of picture in front of everyone's eyes was very strong. It made a girl who was just in love express her emotions vividly and vividly, without any reservation, making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

After the last note dissipated, after a few breaths, the Linghuang was the first to say "OK"!
All the talents applauded.

But the applause was sparse, and it was a bit chilly. It was because Mu Huang's subordinates didn't get the order, so they didn't applaud. Although these people also thought it was nice, but the boss didn't say anything, cheering for others, isn't that courting death?

There were only Bai Xiaochuan, Gu Haitang, and Linghuang's subordinates, so the applause was not warm, but it was very real.

There was a look of approval on Linghuang's face. The little girl performed well, and the artistic conception of this piece was fully reflected in it. She is also a person who has a good rhythm. Although she is not as good as Mr. Ziheng, she is not bad.

When Shuyao walked over holding the qin, Linghuang praised: "Not bad!"

Shuyao blushed suddenly, and instead said to Bai Xiaochuan: "Brother, what do you think of the song just now!"

Bai Xiaochuan: "..."

What a big misunderstanding!
But if he was asked to dismantle someone on the spot, he couldn't do such a thing.

Speak from the heart!

"This song should only be found in the sky, it's rare to hear it in the world!"

Bai Xiaochuan boasted casually, although there are exaggerated elements in it, it is also worthy of the little girl's hard work.

He has two hands and four feet. You said it was hard work!

Shuyao's eyes lit up immediately when he said this casually, she chewed the sentence carefully, and couldn't help but said: "I heard that my brother let Muzishan, who is known as the number one genius in the spiritual realm, break his guts, and to be honest, I didn't quite believe it. , but looking at it today, I think this is true..."

Shuyao grew up on Linghuang Island since she was a child. She is a careless person. People around her know that she has a different identity and is the future successor of the Linghuang. Who will show her face.

She has never experienced intrigue since she was a child, and she can say whatever is on her mind, and she doesn't have too many scruples, she is innocent and innocent.

But Mr. Muhuang and Mr. Ziheng were very upset when they heard this. Why don't you bring this up in front of us?
What are you thinking, you deliberately slapped me in the face, right?

Linghuang smiled and said: "Stupid boy, you brother Wei is the heir of 'talent', and those so-called geniuses are comparable!"

Nima!

Emperor Mu is about to squirt blood, you master and apprentice can do it, isn't this a sentence that spoils me!

Mr. Ziheng was even more angry, his face was so ugly that ink dripped out.

Mad, that is his closed disciple, thinking about letting others inherit his fame and career in the future, but now he has become a villain in others' mouths.

Mr. Ziheng didn't speak, and walked aside with his guitar.

He let out a long breath before sitting down cross-legged, laying the guitar across his knees, with a calm expression on his face.

After a while, I held down the guitar and started playing it with a "hum".

Bai Xiaochuan almost spurted blood, brother, isn't that how he plays the guitar, okay?

Your kind of hair... This is the first time I have seen you.

Seeing Mr. Ziheng playing seriously, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Immediately, the people on Muhuang's side glared at him.

Mr. Ziheng looked serious, and started...

Hey, why is the voice a little low, the tune can't get up if the voice is low.

Mr. Ziheng was annoyed for a while, why is this barren musical instrument so quiet?How can this be good.

He was having a headache for a while, choosing and choosing, and choosing such a thing.

With so many people present, the sound is low, which also means that the penetrating power is low. It is not easy for people to immerse themselves in the sound. Even if one's own technique is good and the understanding of rhythm is deep, it may be of no use.

Mr. Ziheng's face was almost green, and he played too much now.

Muhuang's face is almost dripping water, you are a dead old man who pretends to hate me every day, what kind of plane is this at a critical moment?Believe it or not, I will kill you directly!

Mr. Ziheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and play it down.

It’s just that when an instrument like the guitar is on earth, it can be said to be the most popular instrument, easy to carry and easy to learn.

Many people can sing a song by picking it up, but the sound of ordinary guitars is not very loud.

Especially Mr. Ziheng is holding an electric guitar, unplugged and connected to a speaker, the sound is not much louder than that of a mosquito.

But who in this world knows that there is such a thing as electricity, even if you know, you can't recruit!

Ask what year the Xiandao is, no one knows, there is still electricity for you to use!
And Mr. Ziheng's song is a majestic and exciting song. It sounds so interesting, but the voice can't come out, just like you want to sing, but you can't open your throat.

Why did I choose such a rag...

When Mr. Ziheng was in a hurry, his technique became a little messy, and several tuners flew out of the sky.

Mu Huang's expression immediately dropped when he heard this.

Why don't you claim that your piano skills and rhythm are unparalleled in the world?What the hell are you doing to me...

When Mr. Ziheng saw Muhuang's ugly face, he was startled. He had taken a lot of benefits from him. If he couldn't handle this matter, he might be killed.

Why can't this matter be tolerated, if I lose this time, I don't have to mess around in the future.

Mr. Ziheng's reputation is so great that people are in awe when they hear it, but in the end he lost to the two juniors, and he couldn't afford to lose that person.

He took a deep breath and pressed it through his fingertips.

He saw that the strings were very resilient, and the tentacles felt like metal, which was much more flexible than ordinary strings.

So I plan to infuse the spirit to enhance the sound.

Sure enough, the sound was much louder than before.

His face brightened, and his subordinates immediately got up.

With a faint white breath, the fingertips kept falling and lifting, and a majestic and agitated breath burst out from it.

Mu Huang's complexion improved.

It turns out that the strings are quite tight and full of toughness, probably to withstand the infusion of spiritual energy.

Mr. Ziheng, who thought he had found the mystery, played it boldly.

The white air at the fingertips is getting stronger and stronger, but the sound is not loud enough...

It's better to be bigger!
(End of this chapter)