Around the Fenghua Platform, everyone stared at Ye Futian. They were shocked by his confidence.
Wang Yu, the pride of the Qin Clan. First-level Dharma Plane.
Bai Qiu, the most outstanding of the Qin Clan's younger generation. First-level Dharma Plane musical sorcerer.
Ye Futian, a Seven-star Glory Plane musical sorcerer.
In comparison, no matter how they looked at it, Ye Futian had no way of defeating the two. Even though his talent was outstanding, the difference in planes was there. Moreover, he was in the Dharma Plane. This was a huge plane.
Dharma Plane cultivators could form Dharma with terrifying power. Compared to Glory Plane cultivators, there was a qualitative change in their abilities.
At this time, Bai Qiu's figure slowly floated down onto the Fenghua Platform. His handsome face was still wearing a cold smile.
"Even though it's not something to be proud of with my plane, I still need to answer for what happened before," Bai Qiu said to Ye Futian.
"Of course." Ye Futian smiled. He completely agreed with what Bai Qiu said.
"Then let's begin." Bai Qiu sat cross-legged, elegant. His Guqin Spirit appeared and floated before him. His Guqin Spirit was clearly more realistic than Ye Futian's. It was like a real guqin. His Life Spirit would grow as the cultivator became stronger.
Ye Futian sat across from Bai Qiu. His Guqin Spirit also appeared before him. His aura seemed to have changed as well. His handsome face was serene and solemn. At this moment, there was only the guqin in his eyes.
Some girls looked at Ye Futian's face. They had to admit that in terms of appearance, Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu were indeed a good match. Even the handsome genius of the Qin Clan, Bai Qiu, was not as good looking as him.
At this time, the sound of guqin rang out. Bai Qiu played first. Just one sound was enough to make people feel like thunder had exploded on the Fenghua Platform. Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to it.
Bai Qiu's movements were elegant. His fingers gently plucked the strings. As the sound entered their ears, everyone was immersed in an artistic conception. It was as if the sky was about to change.
Wind blew on the Fenghua Platform.
Ye Futian's expression was solemn. His fingers also plucked the strings of the guqin. There was also an explosion, like a sudden clap of thunder, and the music was loud and clear.
Ye Futian slowly closed his eyes. His memory seemed to have returned to the Nandou Clan. On the crane, his grandmaster played the guqin. His calloused hands strummed the strings crazily. The Chaos of the Rivers and Mountains was a soul-stirring song.
Guqin music came from the Fenghua Platform again. Accompanied by Bai Qiu's playing, the wind howled, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled. The crowd was shocked to find that the sky above the Fenghua Platform flashed with frightening lightning. The sunny sky changed under the guqin music and the weather became extremely bad.
Even the spectating experts felt as if they had been immersed in the realm of thunder and lightning. The sky seemed to be devoid of sunlight, and dark clouds covered the sky.
"As expected of the number one junior of the Zither Sect." Everyone looked at Bai Qiu who was playing the guqin on the Fenghua Platform. He hadn't shown his true abilities in the previous battles. Now, facing a Seven-starred Glory Plane cultivator like Ye Futian, he didn't play casually just because his opponent was of a lower plane. Instead, he wanted to crush his opponent with absolute power. He wanted everyone to see the true musical sorcery of the Zither Clan and wash away his shame.
The strong cultivators of the Zither Clan sneered at the scene on the Fenghua Platform. How could Ye Futian be arrogant now that Bai Qiu was here?
Dark clouds covered the sky above Ye Futian's head. The wind howled and the lightning was frightening.
Boom … With a clap of thunder, everyone saw a dazzling bolt of lightning directly strike down towards Ye Futian, who was in the sky below. Many people's hearts trembled. Could Ye Futian, who was playing the guqin with his eyes closed, withstand this attack?
Ye Futian's fingers strummed the strings quickly. The music grew louder and louder. Like a sharp sword in a storm, it cut through all restraints.
A frightening purple light bloomed. The bolt of lightning disappeared above Ye Futian's head. It seemed to have been shattered by the invisible power of Ye Futian's music.
Many people looked at Ye Futian with admiration. Ye Futian, who was only in the Seven-starred Glory Plane, was already very good to be able to withstand Bai Qiu's violent musical sorcery.
However, this didn't seem to change the result.
The air above Ye Futian's head was chaotic. Spiritual Qi went berserk and lightning flashed endlessly. It was like a terrible storm was brewing.
Everyone felt that Ye Futian was like a boat in a storm. He could capsize at any time and be crushed to pieces.
But Ye Futian did not seem to feel it. His eyes were still closed, and he was not disturbed by the other's music. The music continued to rise, and a storm power that could reverse everything appeared around him. When the lightning struck, it would be swallowed up by the storm and minced into pieces.
But Ye Futian knew that there was still a big gap between his spiritual energy and Bai Qiu's in the Dharma Plane.
In his Life Palace, the Eye of the Storm released a frightening spiritual energy. This energy seeped into Ye Futian's mind bit by bit, turning into his spiritual energy. It gave his music a very frightening artistic conception.
The Eye of the Storm was the Life Spirit that Emperor Ye Qing had directly passed on to him. The spiritual storm contained within was very frightening. However, he couldn't use much of it.
At this time, the destructive storm came crashing down from the sky, trying to tear Ye Futian into pieces.
Ye Futian's movements became faster. His spiritual energy bloomed crazily. As the music rose again and again, his spiritual energy seemed to be drained as well. It fused into the music.
Thus, a frightening scene appeared above Ye Futian's head. There was a world-destroying music that wanted to destroy everything. At the same time, a chaotic power swept out. The two powers collided and the Fenghua Platform seemed to be enveloped by a destructive storm.
Many people's hearts trembled. They stared in shock at Ye Futian who was sitting cross-legged. How could he block this kind of power?
Another high-pitched music sounded. It seemed to pierce through the storm, refusing to yield to fate.
"This music …" Many people felt their hearts tremble when they heard Ye Futian's music. Even though his plane was not as high as Bai Qiu's and he was being suppressed, the power and determination in his music was too terrifying. It gave many people an indescribable feeling.
Bai Qiu frowned. He had wanted to crush Ye Futian with absolute advantage but he couldn't do so for a long time. His fingers sped up and the storm became even more frightening. It threatened to crush the heavens and earth. Endless attacks swept out, annihilating everything as they headed for Ye Futian.
At this moment, Ye Futian had completely entered a state of oblivion. The current situation reminded people of the Nandou clan and the tragic song of the grandmaster.
In his Life Palace, the Spiritual Energy in the Eye of the Storm continued to transform into Ye Futian's Spiritual Will, increasing his Spiritual Energy. The song seemed to have no limit and was still rising. The terrifying power destroyed everything in its path. The crowd was shocked to find that the even more violent thunderstorm in the sky was not able to defeat Ye Futian. Instead, it was showing signs of being broken.
In the sky above Ye Futian's head, accompanied by the chaotic music, a corner of the storm dissipated. It was as if sunlight had fallen and light appeared.
"Is this why he's so confident?" Many people's hearts trembled. Before, they didn't think Ye Futian would be chosen by the emperor but now they were shaken. Perhaps the emperor would value him with this music and put him on the Fenghua Rank.
However, to Bai Qiu, this situation was intolerable.
Guqin after guqin appeared in the air around him. They all seemed to be playing at the same time. The light from the guqin continued to fall on the Guqin Spirit that he was playing. Suddenly, an even more terrifying guqin storm pressed towards where Ye Futian was.
At the same time, his body slowly rose into the air and floated in the direction of Ye Futian. In a moment, he appeared directly above Ye Futian's body and sat in the air, as if he was high above.
Bai Qiu's hands strummed the strings in a frenzy. The storm blocked out the sunlight and endless lightning and hurricanes swept towards Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's fingers also strummed quickly to the limit. The bright music pierced through everything and headed towards Bai Qiu who was floating in the air. The two of them faced each other and launched their most violent attacks.
Everyone felt as if their bodies had been swallowed by the storm. The unstoppable power of the storm swept towards Ye Futian. With a boom, Ye Futian's music stopped abruptly. His body was continuously pushed back but at the same time, a penetrating music rushed into Bai Qiu's mind. His body trembled and his music was also interrupted. It was especially abrupt.
The storm on the Fenghua Platform disappeared and sunlight shone down. Everything returned to normal but the outcome had already been decided. Ye Futian had lost in the end. Even so, no one had the right to criticize him. This battle was already outstanding enough.
Many people's gazes fell on Ye Futian's handsome face. He slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes were clear and bright. He didn't seem upset at his loss at all. His bright smile made people feel like the sun was shining. There was none of the suppressed violence from before.
The Ye Futian now was like a completely different person from before.
Ye Futian wanted to try with the Chaotic Nation but the difference in planes was too great. They were both musical sorcerers and it was difficult to overcome such a difference.
But he didn't feel disappointed. Last time when he fought with Zhou Mu, his musical sorcery couldn't do anything to Zhou Mu. Now, his musical sorcery had surpassed three planes and he was in the Dharma Plane. Still, he was able to force Bai Qiu to this step. He had improved greatly.
"You should be proud to have me treat you this way," Bai Qiu said indifferently but he was also a little shaken.
Ye Futian smiled at Bai Qiu. Then he stood up and smiled sarcastically.
At this time, Ye Futian turned and looked in the emperor's direction. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, when I registered at Cangye College, I wrote that I was a musical sorcerer. But in reality, I only cultivate music to cultivate my mind and spirit. It is not a battle ability that I excel in. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
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