Peerless Divine Emperor

"Puff."

Shi Yuan spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff sound, his face was as pale as paper, without any blood color, as if he had been hit hard.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked in the direction of the side. There was no longer any contempt in his eyes, but only deep fear and fear.

The willpower that the man just burst out was so terrible. He summoned the golden-winged roc and defeated his soul with just one blow. What kind of tyrannical power was needed to do this?

He thought of his previous remarks and felt extremely ridiculous.

The next blow, it is impossible to block it?

This sentence seemed to be about himself.

At this time, Shi Yuan was extremely weak. His soul was directly destroyed by the claws of the golden-winged roc. His soul was also severely damaged. He was seriously injured. It would be difficult to recover to the peak without a few months of recuperation.

In another room, Qin Xuan's aura instantly returned to calm, and there was no ripple in his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

He didn't want to hurt Ishihara, but the other party wanted to destroy his soul, and he was so cruel, so he couldn't blame him.

The crowd looked at the two rooms in front, waiting for the final result.

There was a sound, and the door of one of the rooms suddenly opened, which made many people's eyes freeze there, as if they saw an incredible scene.

"This..." Many people twitched in their hearts. This result was completely beyond their expectations. The person who was eliminated was actually Ishihara.

Is that person's strength so strong?

Moreover, they also found that Ishihara's face was very pale, and it seemed that he was seriously injured. A deep meaning flashed in everyone's eyes. It seemed that they had a fight in the room, and Ishihara was defeated by the other party.

This result was very different from what they expected. Ishihara, who had won three consecutive victories of thirty-six games, also lost. This proved one point, that the person in the room had at least the strength of thirty-six consecutive victories!

Before this, many people thought that Ishihara was qualified to enter the Royal Sound List, which indirectly proved that the man also had the strength to impact the Royal Sound List, and his hope was greater than Ishihara's!

"Twenty-eight consecutive wins, this momentum is a bit scary, I wonder if it will attract the attention of the assassins." Someone whispered.

"It shouldn't be that bad yet, he hasn't entered the Royal Sound List yet, maybe someone on the Royal Sound List can suppress him, the assassins will only kill those who are a threat to the top five, he hasn't reached that point yet." Someone next to him responded, the assassins will not act easily.

Every time they act, they can get huge rewards, because they protect people with big backgrounds, as for ordinary people, it's not worth their effort, and they don't bother to act.

"This person must be like Yanyun Sanren, who wants to take advantage of the opportunity of the trial battle to rush to the front of the Royal Sound List as soon as possible, attract the attention of some big people, and gain an advantage in the trial battle." Another voice came out.

After this person finished speaking, the people around him stared at each other, and all nodded in agreement. This was indeed the case.

Yanyun Sanren had been silent before, and had been ranked tenth on the Imperial Sound Ranking for a long time, but since he reached tenth place, he has not made any moves.

Many people originally thought that he was unwilling to compete anymore, but now they know that he was not unwilling to compete, but was waiting for the best opportunity. If he showed his edge too early, he would probably attract the attention of the assassins, and then his goal would not be achieved.

That's why he suddenly broke out a few days before the start of the trial war, winning five games in a short period of time, and then winning forty-five games in a row on the original basis, becoming the sixth in one fell swoop.

Originally, he had great hope of rushing to fifth place, but unfortunately, Pojun discovered his intention and intercepted him.

At this time, the man in the room seemed to have the same idea as Yanyun Sanren, wanting to achieve it in one fell swoop and rush to the front in a short time, but the difficulty was huge, and Yanyun Sanren was a lesson learned from the past.

The eyes of the assassins were always secretly watching everything that happened here.

"Is there anyone else entering?" Many people looked around, as if they were looking for a powerful Qin cultivator nearby, who might be interested in the person in the room.

"Kong Qiu is coming this way!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

Hearing this person's words, many people's eyes suddenly showed a gleam of brilliance. Kong Qiu is coming?

Kong Qiu, the seventeenth existence on the Imperial Music List.

However, in addition to this, Kong Qiu has another identity that deserves more attention. He is from the Kong family.

There are some very powerful forces on the First Emperor Island, second only to the Wu Shi Palace founded by the First Saint. The Kong family is one of them.

There are many younger generations in the Kong family who are very interested in Qin Dao and have good talents. Kong Qiu is one of them, and his brother Kong Zhong is more outstanding than him and is the third existence on the Imperial Music List!

At this time, a young man came over here, wearing a green beast mask on his face, and a white robe that was pure and dust-free, elegant and graceful, with a hint of nobility on his body. It was obvious that he was extraordinary.

This young man obviously often went in and out of Tianyinfang, so he was remembered by many people, such as Ishihara, who would be recognized even with a mask.

The young man glanced at the room in front and found that only one room was occupied, so he asked: "Why is no one entering the duel?"

"That person is quite strong, and has won 28 consecutive victories. No one dares to enter easily." Someone looked at Kongqiu and replied, and there seemed to be a layer of deep meaning in his words.

He said that no one dared to enter the venue, as if he was urging Confucius to take action.

Confucius, who was ranked 17th on the Imperial Music List, would not be indifferent to such words.

Confucius glanced at the man, with a hint of majesty in his eyes, and said lightly: "Are you urging me to take action?"

"I dare not, I am telling the truth." The man naturally could not admit it. After all, what he said was not wrong.

Confucius withdrew his eyes from the man and took a step forward. Then everyone heard a plain voice: "I will end his winning streak."

The crowd suddenly looked a little strange when they heard this. Ishihara seemed to have said this just now.

But the result...

Many people shook their heads. This should not happen to Confucius. Although Confucius's strength in the qin is not as good as his brother Kong Zhong, it is real. He was not protected by the assassins and could remain at 17th on the Imperial Music List. His strength is definitely very strong.

Although the Kong family has a profound foundation, it is enough to cultivate only one person in the same generation. Kong Zhong is more outstanding than Kong Qiu, so he will naturally be cultivated by the family, but Kong Qiu does not have this treatment.

Therefore, Kong Zhong ranks third on the Royal Music List all year round, while Kong Qiu is only seventeenth. There may be a gap between their attainments in the way of the zither, but it is not so big.

Although Kong Qiu has some ideas about this matter, he also admits that he is indeed not as good as Kong Zhong, so he will only bury his ideas in his heart and will not express them directly.

After Kong Qiu entered the room, he asked, "I heard that you are very strong?"

"What do you want to say?" Qin Xuan asked back.

"Nothing, I just want to come in and play, and by the way, see how strong the so-called very strong people they say are!" Kong Qiu's voice seemed very calm, as if he was just talking about something ordinary.

A person who won 28 consecutive victories naturally did not catch his eye.

Kongqiu ranked seventeenth on the Royal Sound List, winning seventy-five times in a row, twenty-one more than the twentieth place, and he had the capital to be proud.

But Qin Xuan didn't know who Kongqiu was, and of course, he didn't know that Kongqiu was on the Royal Sound List.

Then the voice sounded again, and the duel began. This time, Qin Xuan's approach was no longer as gentle as before. He wanted to rush to the Royal Sound List as soon as possible.

A high and fierce sound of the piano came out, and Qin Xuan's fingers plucked the strings, his expression calm and composed. The sound of the piano seemed to turn into countless sharp swords and shot out, piercing the sky, and instantly rendered a huge picture of war, countless armored warriors fighting bloody battles, and screams shook the sky.

Kongqiu frowned slightly, and he naturally saw the picture. This person was able to brew the artistic conception in such a short time, and he was indeed quite powerful.

But this artistic conception was not strong enough.

"Break it!" Kong Qiu uttered a faint voice, and the strings of the zither trembled violently, as if countless notes were flying on the strings, as if turning into a storm of zither sound, which contained a terrifying rule power, strangling everything and destroying everything.

The zither sound storm moved forward, and everything was destroyed wherever it passed. The bodies of the armored warriors were torn apart by the zither sound, and not even the bones were left, and they turned directly into nothingness.

"Go." Kong Qiu's eyes were still calm, and he flicked his fingers again, as if he wanted to destroy Qin Xuan's artistic conception in one fell swoop.

"Another one who wants to destroy me?" Qin Xuan lowered his head slightly, with a helpless smile on his lips, then he had to pay the price!

When Qin Xuan raised his head again, his eyes turned into an extremely strange color, like the eyes of a demon god. He looked at it and saw a terrifying scene between heaven and earth. Countless terrifying monsters fell from the sky, including the sacred and majestic real dragon, the gorgeous real phoenix, and the arrogant golden-winged roc...

The monsters rushed out one after another, releasing powerful attacks one after another. The violent might kept bombarding the piano storm, making the storm not only unable to move forward, but also violently vibrating, as if it could not bear it.

"How could this happen?" Kong Qiu's eyes widened instantly, and his face was full of horror.

What kind of power did this person cultivate? How could it be so strong?

However, before he could react, a loud rumbling sound came out, and the piano storm exploded from it. At the same time, Kong Qiu couldn't help but spill a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his breath weakened rapidly.

"Crack!" Confucius clenched his fists, his face looking extremely pale, as if he couldn't accept the fact that he had lost.