"You were beaten by her?"
Ivy was taken aback. Her originally playful eyes shot out a sharp light.
The rest of the crowd were all stunned. Then, they were all extremely shocked.
Everyone knew that Wu Qiyue's strength was outstanding, but no one knew exactly how strong she was.
There was a rumor in the inner yard that Wu Qiyue was as powerful as the four kings, or even You Ye. However, no one was able to confirm it.
If Lu Yifan was beaten by Wu Qiyue, then the rumor could be confirmed.
Yang Qingxuan was also shocked. He didn't expect the girl to be so powerful.
Ai Wei said seriously, "How long did you fight with her? How many moves did you lose? Tell me the details."
Girls liked to compare themselves to others, especially beautiful and talented girls like Ai Wei. She was extremely proud and wouldn't be willing to submit to others.
Wu Qiyue had already taken away the title of the number one beauty and had become her enemy. Now, it seemed that she was far more powerful than her. She couldn't accept it.
Qing Buli and the others listened carefully. They were also very interested in Wu Qiyue's strength.
Lu Yifan's face was flushed red. Being beaten up was not something to be proud of. Now, he was being questioned in front of all the elders of the academy. Moreover, the one who questioned him was such a great beauty. This made it difficult for him to open his mouth.
"This, this, we fought for about three thousand rounds. I don't remember clearly. Later, I thought that there was no need to bicker with a girl, so I pretended to be weak. Then, I accidentally lost by half a move. "
Lu Yifan stuttered for a long time before he finally said this. Everyone could tell that it was all an exaggeration and there was no truth in it.
Everyone's faces darkened.
But anyone else would be embarrassed to say this. They could understand Lu Yifan's feelings.
"Oh, you lost by half a move after three thousand rounds? Hmph!"
Ai Wei was clearly dissatisfied. She snorted. "Let's have a good chat after we finish comprehending the cultivation method!"
Lu Yifan's face turned purple. He lowered his head and didn't speak.
Everyone felt a burst of laughter. The Four Kings, who were usually incomparably cold and arrogant, actually had this kind of embarrassing moment.
The atmosphere of dissatisfaction caused by Yang Qingxuan's tardiness also dissipated.
Although Wen Zicheng was still angry, it was inconvenient for him to flare up.
Moreover, when he was angry just now, he clearly felt Qin Zhen's aura staring at him. It was fierce and overbearing. If he were to make trouble again, Qin Zhen would probably also attack.
If he were to be beaten up by the academy's teachers, then the losses would outweigh the gains. He wouldn't even be able to take revenge.
"Stop fooling around," Qing Buli said. "I called you here for the second half of the manual, not to watch you fool around. Is your time as precious as mine?"
After reprimanding everyone, he took out the second half of the cultivation method and hid it in a golden scroll. Then, he slowly unfurled it in front of everyone.
Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the golden book shoot out rays of light that spread out in the air.
Wu Hao played the melody of the strings, and a brilliant light flashed in the sky, turning into countless words that fell down like rain.
Everyone was endlessly shocked. Those characters fell with a sound, accompanied by Wu Hao's string rhythm. Each and every one of them shook their hearts and stirred up ripples.
Yang Qingxuan sensed something and immediately closed his eyes to listen.
He'd sensed earlier that this set of finger techniques contained an extremely powerful ancient melody. Now that all of its variations were on display, his suspicions were confirmed.
Under the rain of words, there seemed to be an illusory figure sitting upright and strumming a zither. Every change of the fingertips produced a string melody.
"This is …"
The melody sprinkled down like a finger technique, directly entering one's heart and stirring it.
Countless ripples spread out from the spiritual altar in his sea of consciousness, like a wrinkled surface of spring water.
"This is the 'Nine Heavens Ripple Melody'," Qing Buli said gravely. "It contains boundless mysteries. Don't use your cultivation to block it. It can help you comprehend the second half."
Yang Qingxuan immediately calmed down and began to listen to the melody. A figure appeared in his mind, constantly changing its finger techniques as it played the Nine Heavens Ripple Melody.
Only the clear melody was left in the great hall. It was a spectacular sight, like a waterfall descending three thousand feet.
"Pfft!"
In less than ten minutes, Xiao Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. When he opened his eyes, they were filled with disappointment and unwillingness.
"Master …"
Xiao Feng was filled with guilt and shame.
Qi Yi said indifferently, "It's fine. Your Martial Soul is too sharp, so it's normal for you to be injured by the melody. Rest at the side and don't try to comprehend it anymore. Otherwise, it'll backfire. "
"Yes."
Xiao Feng immediately followed the instructions and walked to the side. He was surprised to find that the melody had disappeared and the Nine Heavens Ripple Melody was only circulating in the middle.
After a long while, the female teacher couldn't hold on any longer. Her body swayed a few times before she spat out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly left.
Comprehending a cultivation technique was related to one's cultivation, but it was more about one's understanding of martial intent and the strength of one's martial talent.
Not long after, two more inner court students couldn't hold on any longer and spat out blood.
Wu Hao's forehead was covered in sweat. Playing this melody consumed a lot of True Essence, but his finger techniques were fluent. He was clearly very proficient.
Qing Buli's eyes were half-closed, and his gaze was a little cloudy. He seemed to be listening, but he would occasionally open his eyes and shoot out a little light that wandered around everyone.
"Pfft! Pfft! "
Several more people couldn't hold on any longer and were injured by the melody. They opened their eyes in shock, looked around, and left unwillingly.
Du Ruo also couldn't hold on any longer after two hours. She sadly left the stage.
After a while, Wen Zicheng also couldn't hold on any longer. He opened his eyes and saw Yang Qingxuan. He said in surprise, "How is this possible? That kid! "
Yang Qingxuan was still sitting cross-legged in the middle. It seemed that there wasn't much change, and he was far from being unable to hold on any longer.
Wen Zicheng's eyes flashed with shock and anger. He had lost to Yang Qingxuan in comprehending a martial skill, and this made his heart burn with anger. But there was nothing he could do. He could only watch from the side.
Soon, there were only three people left in the middle. Yang Qingxuan, Lu Yifan, and Qin Zhen.
The Nine Heavens Ripple Melody became more and more hurried. It was like the sound of an army, melodious yet soul-stirring.
"Clang!"
The sound of the strings fell, reverberating in the hall for a long time.
The three people's faces were flushed. It was obvious that their blood and Qi couldn't recover quickly.
"Pfft!"
In the end, Lu Yifan couldn't hold on any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes were full of joy.
Although there were still many changes he hadn't comprehended after the song ended, they were all in his mind and could be slowly comprehended.
At this time, Qing Buli suddenly moved. He raised his hand and pointed three fingers at Qin Zhen, Lu Yifan, and Yang Qingxuan at the same time.
Yang Qingxuan was meditating with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt a finger force coming at him. He opened his eyes immediately and a bright light shone in his eyes. He formed a finger and pointed it out. It was exactly the same as Qing Buli's.
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