Jun Wuxie's words that attracted all the young people from outside the territory angered these proud and proud kings.
But their bodies were very honest and did not resist as much as their words and expressions.
All the kings of extraterrestrial geniuses who participated in the meeting walked towards the high platform in unison.
Although he was angry at Jun Wuxie's words, he felt that he looked down on him, and in front of countless people, he made them feel that their dignity had been trampled on.
But none of them stayed where they were.
Such a scene made the onlookers in the air around Fengyunxuan boo.
He spoke cruel words and looked angry, unwilling to be looked down upon. However, his actions were exactly the opposite.
The young kings from outside the territory felt their faces burning.
They knew that it was a bit embarrassing for them to do this, but they knew better that if they did not unite, there would be no hope of victory in this literary struggle.
Although they are joining forces, if they can win, it is better than fighting alone and losing.
Furthermore, their first task is to deal with this Jun Wuxie. If he wins the civil fight, it should be able to deal a greater or lesser blow to his self-confidence to a certain extent, which will be more conducive to the duel in the martial arts stage.
One after another, people from Tiandao Academy brought Yao Qin and Qin tables, which were placed neatly on the high platform.
While waiting for the people from Tiandao Academy to leave, the young prodigy kings from outside the territory began to move the piano table.
They moved the piano table to both sides and behind Jun Wuxie, forming an encirclement.
"Shameless!"
"You shameless villains! The King and God asked you to join forces, but you have lost your integrity. You shamelessly went on stage without saying anything, and you still used this kind of surrounding method. You really have no shame!"
Many people in Canglan feel angry.
The same young generation came to this martial arts mythology exchange conference, and they were supposed to be one-on-one.
Where is the self-esteem and pride of these young proud kings?
Not only did they join forces, they actually used this kind of encirclement!
"Lord Liming, you yourself asked us to join forces. If we choose the location this way, does Lord Liming have any objections?"
Holy Son Wuchen said with a smile.
His expression was full of confidence.
If joining forces is not 100% sure that they can deal with Jun Wuxie, then by surrounding him in the middle and using the sound-killing secret technique to attack from all directions, they will be absolutely sure!
There are hundreds of them, hundreds of strong men using the secret technique of sound killing at the same time. This formation can also form a special resonance of the secret technique.
Even if Jun Wuxie has incredible abilities, it is absolutely impossible to resist him!
There is no way such a person exists in this world!
"You can sit wherever you like, I have no objection."
With a smile on her face, Jun Wuxie pushed her piano table to the center of the high platform while speaking, giving up the position behind it so that the talented kings from outside the territory could better complete the encirclement.
Wow!
His behavior was incomprehensible to everyone.
Junshen's musical attainments are extremely high, which has been proven before.
But now the ancient ancestors outside the territory have put forward conditions. The Lord God can no longer use the previous Sound Killing Secret Song, and there are various restrictions.
Under such circumstances, Junshen not only allowed the prodigious kings from outside the territory to come on stage to confront him, but also deliberately created opportunities for them when the other party formed an encirclement!
"Lord Dawn, you are really arrogant!"
Although Jun Wuxie's behavior was a good thing for outside cultivators, as he cooperated and helped them, it made them feel very angry.
The opponent's posture was too high, and his magnanimity and aura undoubtedly caused a crushing effect on them.
This is unbearable for them!
Jun Wuxie said nothing, looked at them calmly, and looked at them calmly.
"You asked us to come on stage, so we should play first!"
The Holy Son of Dragon Hunting made extremely excessive demands.
With so many of them joining forces, they still wanted to play first because they were worried that their condition would decline after enduring Jun Wuxie's music and they would not be able to display their peak strength.
"As you wish."
Jun Wuxie didn't care about the order. After speaking, he stretched out his hand and waved slightly in the air, and a tea set flew from his banquet table and landed firmly on the piano table.
"Everyone, you can start your performance."
When he spoke, he did not look at any of the Prodigy Kings outside the territory. He held the teapot, poured a cup of hot tea, and took a comfortable sip.
"After hundreds of years of cultivation, we have seen many arrogant people in the stars, but you are the most arrogant one we have ever seen, and you are also the best at pretending to be serious!
I'm afraid that if you still maintain a high profile now, you will soon become ugly and lose face!
How dare you do this in front of hundreds of us, we can only say that you are too arrogant and feel a bit like a frog in the well! "
Holy Son Wuchen, Holy Son Hunter Dragon and others were all boiling with anger.
This person is really good at pretending. This gesture is too irritating. What do you think of them?
If you dare to do this, you are destined to pay the price!
"Everyone, let's begin!"
They adjusted their mentality and emotions, their expressions gradually calmed down, and their hands gently placed on the strings.
At this moment, every one of the talented kings from outside the territory seemed to be in harmony with the Yao Qin in front of them, and they had a special aura.
Immediately, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded.
Hundreds of proud kings plucked the strings at the same time.
The sound of the piano filled the venue, either passionate or deep, fast or slow.
Different sounds, different rhythms, and a blend of various rhymes.
The moment these piano sounds sounded, deafening dragon roars full of violence and madness, like the sound of rushing waves, a sound like the heavens and the earth were overturned, and a roar like the thunder of nine heavens, followed.
Everyone felt as if they had fallen into a world of extreme chaos and raging destructive energy.
It was like being pulled into a scary world.
In this world, there are a large number of big dragons covered in blood and bruises, roaring violently, shuttling in the air, swinging like dragon bodies made of gold and iron to collapse the sky, tearing the world apart with their sharp dragon claws, destroying mountains and rivers.
There is an endless torrent of violent waves sweeping across, coming from the end of heaven and earth, rolling up into the starry sky, and trying to annihilate heaven and earth.
Endless mountains are breaking apart, the ground is sinking, and the sky is collapsing.
There are countless thunderbolts all over the world, flashing with dazzling lightning, roaring and blasting down, penetrating the sky and the earth!
There are also various different visions emerging.
…
These are all terrifying scenes evolved from the secret technique of sound killing by the young prodigy king from outside the territory. They made everyone feel cold, trembling and frightened.
As if he were really in such a world, his body was stiff and he kept his posture without daring to move at all.
It seems that if he moves even slightly, he will be torn apart by those big dragons, drowned by the torrent, crushed by Huang Tian, and killed by thunder and lightning...
On Canglan's side, many people who had not yet completely fallen into the terrifying musical illusion showed worried expressions, and their palms were so nervous that they were sweating.
All the participants in Canglan held their breath!
If it were one-on-one, they believed that Jun Shen could be easily crushed, and none of their secret killing techniques could cause any harm to Jun Shen.
But the current situation is that hundreds of talented kings from outside the territory have joined forces to perform the secret technique of sound killing!
Coupled with the fact that they formed an encirclement, the power of these secret sound-killing techniques is much stronger than simply joining forces!
Different from their nervousness, Jun Wuxie, who was at the center of the siege of the Sound Killing Secret Technique, was extremely calm.
He sat at the piano table, put down the tea cup in his hand, and tapped his fingertips on the table.
Every fingertip falling on the piano table will make an extremely slight sound.
Such a sound could not be heard at all under the surrounding piano sounds, but one could see that every time his fingers fell, the notes would beat, and then turn into silent and very faint ripples spreading to the surroundings.
These seemingly insignificant ripples wiped out the killing power of the music played by hundreds of talented kings from outside the territory several meters away from his body.
Whether it was the sound-killing thunder, the torrent, or the vision of the evolution of musical notes such as the dragon, they all collapsed instantly and disappeared into nothingness.
The exposure of this hand really shocked everyone present.
Even those powerful men in the Eternal Holy Realm had their pupils shrinking violently, feeling extremely horrified in their hearts!
How could Jun Wuxie's musical attainments be so strong?
From their state of mind, it was obvious that Jun Wuxie did not use martial arts power or other means to resolve it.
The notes struck by his fingertips on the piano table are all notes, which are notes generated by the temperament, not notes evolved by other means.
The seemingly inconspicuous notes, such faint and translucent sound waves spread out like gentle waves of water, but they completely wiped out the sound-killing secrets of hundreds of prodigy kings!
What kind of musical monster is this?
How could a martial arts practitioner have such heaven-defying attainments in the art of music!
You know, even if you are an amazing talent in the art of music and have devoted your whole life to this art, it will be difficult for you to practice the art of music to such an extent at this age, let alone someone who practices martial arts!
This person not only practices martial arts, but also practices talismans!
The amount of energy required to cultivate both Fu and Wu is unimaginable. To be able to achieve such achievements in the art of music is simply a fantasy.
There shouldn't be such monsters in the world!
On the high platform, when the proud kings from outside the territory saw this scene, their pupils also shrank violently, and then their eyes burst out with cold light.
hateful!
He actually used this method to resolve their secret sound-killing technique. His movements were so random that they found it hard to accept.
The next moment, their piano sounds became even more terrifying.
These piano sounds began to blend deeply, and then formed a resonance in the blending, creating a Gong Chen.
Suddenly, the vision of each piano sound changed dramatically, and the vision of other people's secret sound-killing techniques was incorporated into the vision, causing the power to increase dramatically!
Under this situation, Jun Wuxie still sat there calmly, holding the tea cup in his right hand, drinking the hot tea, and tapping the table rhythmically with his left hand on the piano table.
One after another, notes containing mysterious melodies flew out from the moment his fingertips collided with the table, forming a unique melody.
The sound waves spread around and above like gentle water waves.
Those sound-killing techniques with increased power were still destroyed several meters away by him, making him unable to get close at all.
A piece of pure land formed around his body, allowing terrifying phenomena to rage on the high platform, lightning and thunder, torrents sweeping across, dragons passing through, the sky collapsing and the earth shattering...
The surroundings of his body were always calm and the space was stable. There was not even a breath of wind, and not a single strand of hair fluttered.
Everyone was stunned.
Seeing him being surrounded by the sound-killing technique, he tasted the special tea from Tiandao Academy in a relaxed and comfortable way. Then he watched those people surrounding him crazily playing the sound-killing technique, until his fingers were bleeding, their faces were red, and their hair was covered with blood. The young prodigy king from outside the territory with wild black hair.
The sharp contrast deeply impacts everyone's vision and mind!
"This person is too scary! If he doesn't die, how can we feel at ease!"
While the ancient ancestors outside the territory were horrified, their murderous intent was also extremely intense.
Such people are destined to be against them. If they are allowed to continue to grow, the future will be unimaginable!
"It seems that the great dark messengers want to kill him not only because they are afraid of his method of conquering the eternal giant, but also because of his own terrifying talent!
This is totally the monster among monsters!
Fortunately, the great dark messenger has already made sufficient preparations. Even if Jun Wuxie has unnatural means, he is destined to shed blood on the martial arts stage! "
The ancient ancestors of various forces outside the territory had cold eyes.
In the past, my understanding of Jun Wuxie was limited to the information I found, and I had no personal contact with him.
Today, they truly understand the horror of this person, and the more they understand, the more terrifying they feel!
At this moment, the music has come to an end.
Until the music of the piano stopped, Jun Wuxie still sat calmly in front of the piano table, and his left hand tapping the table also stopped as the music of the prodigious kings from outside the region stopped.
"You all look a little tired."
He spoke in a calm tone, put down the teacup in his hand, and poured the tea.
"you!"
The hundreds of talented kings from outside the territory were so angry that their blood almost rushed out of their throats. Their chests heaved violently, they gasped for breath, and they had the violent urge to smash the Yaoqin in front of them.
"The king is invincible!"
Everyone came back to their senses from the illusion of the secret technique of sound killing, raised their arms and shouted, and the excitement instantly ignited the atmosphere of the scene.
Junshen is so strong, so strong beyond imagination!
With such a gesture, he calmly and easily resolved the secret music-killing technique played by the prodigy kings from outside the region. From ancient times to the present, who else can do this in the literary struggle of the same generation?
"Everyone, please have a rest. If you have a rest, I will start playing."
"Hmph! Come as you please, we want to see what other awesome tricks you can do besides the music that killed you before!"
The proud kings from outside the territory all sneered.
They have a tough mouth.
Now, no matter what the outcome is, they can't show weakness at this time, and they don't believe that Jun Wuxie can really use the method of music to deal with them all at the same time!
Besides, if you set the rules in advance, the worst result is just a minor injury!
Moreover, music is only one part of the literary struggle.
Next there is a book competition.
After the literary fight, there will be a physical fight.
Fighting is their biggest trump card, and they have unparalleled confidence in themselves!
With the blackened violent blood pill given by the great dark messenger, who can compete with them?
There was a slight smile on Jun Wuxie's calm face, which made people feel like a spring breeze.
However, people who are familiar with him have an indescribable strange feeling. They always feel that his smile is a little different from his usual smile.
What exactly is different, but I can't tell.
At this time, he placed the tea set on the edge of the piano table, placed his hands gently on the strings, and his whole temperament instantly changed.
It was as if he was Qin, Qin was him, and the two were perfectly integrated.
Not only that, everyone just felt that his whole person seemed to have become the carrier of music and the source of music.
