As soon as Ye Futian finished speaking, everyone's eyes froze. They stared at the handsome figure in shock.
Cultivating the guqin just to cultivate his mind and character?
In the battle just now, Ye Futian had used musical sorcery to force Bai Qiu, the most outstanding Dharma Plane genius of the younger generation of the Qin Clan, to such a degree. Now he was telling the emperor that he cultivated the guqin to cultivate his mind and that it was not his forte. This …
Bai Qiu's face darkened. Fighting to this extent was already not very honorable for him. He wanted to respond to Ye Futian forcefully and wash away his shame but the previous battle was far from enough. Now Ye Futian was saying this. What did he mean?
Cough, cough! In the distance, Hua Fengliu coughed dryly in the air.
On the Black Wind Eagle, Hua Jieyu blinked. Yu Sheng's eyes widened and he looked at Bai Qiu sympathetically.
Even Emperor Ye was taken aback by Ye Futian's words. His eyes flashed as he looked at the handsome figure on the Fenghua Platform. Smiling, he said, "It's fine. Fight with what you're best at." Ye Futian nodded.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ye Futian bowed and then turned around. He smiled at Bai Qiu.
"I also want to see what you're best at," Bai Qiu said with a dark expression. Bai Qiuyin said with a dark expression. He then played the guqin and the music sounded again. If he could not defeat Ye Futian, he would lose all his face today.
The moment Bai Qiu touched the guqin, there was thunder and lightning. The wind and clouds changed. It was the same song as before.
Ye Futian took a step forward and a dazzling light appeared. The Roc Life Spirit was released. In an instant, everyone's eyes froze again. They stared in shock at the Life Spirit that appeared behind Ye Futian.
Twin Life Spirits. Many people's hearts trembled.
Ye Futian had fought as a Musical Sorcerer before and had already revealed his Guqin Spirit. Now, he had the Roc Life Spirit.
At this moment, everyone realized that they had not only underestimated Hua Jieyu but also Ye Futian.
Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Hua Jieyu. The three mysterious guests of the Seven-starred Glory Plane were destined to stir up a storm at the Fenghua Banquet.
Yu Sheng and Hua Jieyu had already shown their talents. Now, it was Ye Futian's turn. He used musical sorcery to force Bai Qiu to attack with all his might. However, he told Emperor Ye that he only learned the guqin to cultivate himself. He was not just a musical sorcerer.
After that, he released the second Life Soul.
Bai Qiu, who had already started playing, was also stunned. He glanced coldly at Ye Futian. He had fought with Ye Futian as a Dharma Plane cultivator and had the upper hand. But now, his glory had been completely stolen by Ye Futian.
Thinking of this, Ye Futian released his Dharma and many guqins appeared in the air. When he played, the music resonated and a terrifying aura swept out. The airflow on the Fenghua Platform became extremely violent.
The sound of the guqin generated a spell, and a bolt of lightning shot towards Ye Futian. However, Ye Futian's body flashed, and the lightning struck empty air.
"So fast." Everyone looked at the figure floating in the air. Ye Futian's wings flapped behind him. A wind spell was attached to his body, making him even faster. He reached out and immediately, the metal elemental Spiritual Qi condensed into a golden rod. He grasped it in his hand.
Taking a step forward, a formless aura burst forth. A few bolts of lightning shot towards Ye Futian. This time, Ye Futian did not dodge. Instead, he struck out with his staff. After the thunderous explosions disappeared, Ye Futian's body was as steady as a mountain. His aura was still growing.
The music was extremely violent and a storm was forming. At the same time, the music continued to enter his ears, trying to bring him into the artistic conception of the music. The sky darkened, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. Bai Qiu's music contained both spiritual and sorcery attacks.
Ye Futian's eyes were strange. He used the powerful spiritual energy in the Eye of the Storm Life Spirit to resist the influence of the music's artistic conception. His body flashed, and he turned into a bolt of golden lightning.
As a Musical Sorcerer, Ye Futian naturally knew what a Musical Sorcerer's weakness was.
Musical Sorcerers could suppress cultivators who only cultivated martial arts and not spiritual energy. Powerful Musical Sorcerers could also use music to release sorcery attacks, but they had an obvious weakness in close combat. How could a Musical Sorcerer fight when he was approached?
Of course, it was not easy to get close to a Musical Sorcerer.
Seeing Ye Futian coming for him, a terrifying musical storm blasted in his direction at the same time, wanting to destroy the space there. However, Ye Futian's body suddenly drew a beautiful arc. He did not take the attack head-on, but moved forward in a curved line.
Bai Qiu's fingers were extremely fast. He strummed the strings crazily, and the sorcery attacks carried by the music instantly changed directions. Spiritual energy attacks could cover all directions, but spells released through music obviously could not.
Everyone watched as the sorcery attacks kept changing directions. Ye Futian, who had the Roc's wings on, flashed, and the golden rod in his hand danced continuously. There seemed to be a mysterious rhythm, and a powerful force seemed to gather around him.
"He's gathering force." Everyone's eyes flashed when they saw Ye Futian's movements. While dodging the music attacks, Ye Futian was also gathering force. His flashing and spinning body gave off a mysterious feeling, and the force grew stronger and stronger.
Bai Qiu naturally noticed this as well, but so what? His music was constantly imbued with spiritual energy attacks. How long could Ye Futian withstand it?
But at this moment, Ye Futian's flying body suddenly came to a stop, and he split apart the storm that was heading towards him.
He stood proudly in the sky above Bai Qiu. His body was surrounded by a shocking force. His body was not muscular, but it gave people the illusion that he was unshakable.
Dark clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. The wind turned into sharp blades that cut through the space, heading towards Ye Futian.
Ye Futian waved the golden staff in his hand. The majestic force continued to destroy the storm that was sweeping towards him. His wings flapped and he stepped out. With a swing of the staff, he split the terrifying storm in front of him into two.
This attack power … Seeing this, everyone's hearts trembled. Even the storm had been split apart. How powerful was that strike? It was as if all the force in the world was at his disposal.
His golden body flashed, and Ye Futian continued forward. He followed the path he had created towards Bai Qiu. This time, he did not dodge or change directions, facing Bai Qiu's attack head-on.
The Nine Heavenly Attacks had the power to split the sky and earth. He would kill anyone who stood in his way.
The wind howled, and lightning dragons roared. The storm covered the sky, and its power was terrifying. It was as if the sky was about to collapse.
Ye Futian's rod danced, and his force grew stronger. The storm seemed to be at his disposal as well. Using this force, he slashed out with the second strike of the Nine Heavenly Attacks. The sky shook, and Ye Futian flattened the storm. He stepped down again, getting closer to Bai Qiu.
His eyes were extremely demonic, and the Spiritual Energy in his mind was constantly being affected. However, with his strong Spiritual Energy and will, he was able to restrain that power. When he attacked with the Nine Heavenly Attacks, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit all erupted, and his Spiritual Will was raised to another level.
Bai Qiu's expression changed. There was a hint of violence in the music. Such a powerful musical sorcery could not stop Ye Futian from advancing. Seeing the figure walking towards him, Bai Qiu's expression darkened.
The force gathered on Ye Futian grew stronger, as if it was going to crush everything.
Bai Qiu's fingers danced, and the Spiritual Qi in the world went wild. But at the same time, Ye Futian moved. With an unstoppable force, he slashed down from the sky, flattening everything.
The air seemed to explode. The golden rod swept down, crashing into Bai Qiu's spell. It went all the way down, unstoppable.
Bai Qiu was enveloped in a wind spell. His body floated backwards, and the music became less coherent. As he retreated, Ye Futian's golden rod flew out of his hand. It turned into a beam of golden light and shot towards Bai Qiu.
Seeing this, Bai Qiu put away his Guqin Spirit. The wind spell wrapped around his body, and he retreated quickly. At the same time, he hurriedly cast a spell to defend himself.
The golden light pierced through everything. Although its power was weakened, it still hit Bai Qiu's body. With a cry, Bai Qiu spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned as white as a sheet. His body flew backwards and landed at the edge of the Fenghua Platform.
The wild storm gradually dissipated. On the Fenghua Platform, Ye Futian stood proudly, unparalleled in his magnificence.
At this moment, the vast space strangely quieted down. But countless people's hearts trembled.
Ye Futian, a Seven-starred Glory Plane cultivator, had defeated the Qin Clan's Dharma Plane prodigy, Bai Qiu.
That wild figure, that indomitable aura, was imprinted in everyone's mind.
The members of the Qin Clan all paled. The representative of the Qin Clan's younger generation, Bai Qiu, had been defeated by Ye Futian, who was three planes below him. How humiliating was this?
Genius? The first of the Qin Clan's younger generation? A candidate for the Fenghua Rank?
Cen Xia, a disciple of the Cangye College, stood in the air and watched everything unfold. She was unsettled. She remembered when she'd brought Ye Futian to the preliminary test. At that time, she'd pointed at Bai Qiu and told him that he was a Dharma Plane genius of the Qin Clan and one of the most likely candidates for the Fenghua Rank. When Bai Qiu had wanted to take Ye Futian as his musical attendant, she'd thought that Ye Futian was lucky to be favored by Bai Qiu. She'd purposely revealed her own plane in front of Ye Futian and the others with faint pride.
Now that she thought about it, it was really funny. She'd been eliminated, but the other three had all shone brilliantly.
Everyone's hearts were restless.
At this time, Ye Futian looked at Bai Qiu who was climbing up from the edge of the Fenghua Platform. Smiling, he asked, "Do you still want me to be your musical attendant?"
Hearing this, many people looked at Bai Qiu. He'd actually said he'd be Ye Futian's musical attendant? This was …
Bai Qiu stared coldly at Ye Futian. Ye Futian smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't look at me like that. Even if you cultivate in the Qin Clan, you won't have a chance to surpass me in a year or two."
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