His words were like a clap of thunder.
Ye Futian, a disciple of the Cottage, challenged Qian Shanmu.
In the past, when the Qin Dynasty was crowning the crown prince, a guqin recital in the Qin palace had caused a conflict. Ye Futian had fought back then and was in the Fourth-level Dharma Plane.
Now, it had been less than a year. Even if his cultivation speed was fast, how strong could he be? It was very likely that he was only in the Sixth-level Dharma Plane. Even if his cultivation speed was fast enough, he was only in the Seventh-level Dharma Plane.
Qian Shanmu had already entered the Arcana Plane.
Of course, no one would doubt the abilities of a Cottage disciple. Even if he had never truly proven himself, he would still be very strong.
But who did he choose as his opponent?
Qian Shanmu, known as the best musician of the younger generation. Even if he was in the same plane, he would have to think twice, right? Moreover, it was a difference between a small plane and a big plane. Could ritual implements make up for it?
Ye Futian was too impulsive. In everyone's opinion, he shouldn't have chosen Qian Shanmu as his opponent.
"This idiot."
On the College's side, Tang Ye and the others were stunned and then cursed in a low voice. Before, Ye Futian's group had stepped onto the battle platform and forced Qin Yu to admit defeat. This made the College disciples feel very happy. But in the blink of an eye, this idiot actually went to challenge Qian Shanmu. Who did he think he was?
This was not the peak of Mirror Mountain. There were no statues or relics for him to borrow.
This was the battle platform.
A strange expression appeared in Gu Biyue's eyes. Her faint smile was extremely alluring. This guy really would not stop until his words shocked people to death.
Even the people of the Qin Dynasty and Donghua Clan were stunned. Then, Qin Li revealed a strange smile. Ye Futian could have challenged anyone but Qian Shanmu?
The Cottage disciples were indeed too arrogant.
In the crowd, Qian Shanmu looked at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian claimed that he did not understand music. This was what he had told Ye Futian before. Now, Ye Futian said it. Was he going to challenge him with music?
Just then, everyone saw Ye Futian take off the bag on his back and take out a guqin. Clearly, he was prepared.
Seeing this, everyone's eyes became even more excited.
"Does he know what he's doing?" Su Muge frowned. Ye Futian wanted to challenge Qian Shanmu with music?
Qian Shanmu was best at Sorcery. In the first battle, Qian Shanmu had used Sorcery as a support. Su Muge could not withstand Qian Shanmu's Sorcery at all. Now, Ye Futian wanted to challenge Qian Shanmu's specialty. Was he looking to die?
"Can you shut up?" Yu Sheng said coldly as he heard the voices coming from the Academy.
"His battle is not only about himself." Su Muge looked at Yu Sheng coldly. Who didn't know the status of the Cottage? If Ye Futian was crushed, what would the world think?
Was he sending himself to be humiliated by the other party?
"Do you want to go?" Yi Xiaoshi glanced at Su Muge. How noisy. Since his little brother challenged him, he naturally had his reasons.
The fourth brother had said that if the disciples of the Cottage were going to battle, they had to shock everyone with one battle.
If he could defeat Qian Shanmu, he would naturally be able to achieve this effect.
On the Rhythmic Battle Platform, the figure opposite Ye Futian smiled coldly at Ye Futian, with a hint of mockery and contempt.
Challenge Qian Shanmu? What a joke.
Turning around, he walked down from the platform.
The people of the Donghua Clan all looked interested. Previously, when Lu Nantian lost to Gu Dongliu, the people of the Donghua Clan had been holding back their anger. Now that Ye Futian, a disciple of the Cottage, had initiated a battle, it was a good opportunity to fiercely respond to the Cottage.
Qian Shanmu walked onto the battle platform and stood opposite Ye Futian.
Below the platform, Qin Mengruo, who was now his wife, had a cold and arrogant look in her eyes. Her husband's attainments in music were not something that Ye Futian could challenge.
She knew that Ye Futian was also good at music. Back in the Qin palace, when he played the World for Gu Ming, Gu Ming knelt on the ground and was controlled. Ye Futian used this to retaliate against Qian Shanmu, mocking him for not knowing music.
Today, did he want to prove his ability in music again?
Since that was the case, he would pay the price.
"Qian Shanmu of the Donghua Clan, please," Qian Shanmu said.
He also greeted politely, after which he sat down cross-legged. The two sat opposite each other.
One took the guqin, the other took the zither.
However, this time, there would not be a harmony between the zither and the zither. Instead, it would be a battle between the zither and the zither.
The sound of the guqin and the zither sounded at the same time. The sound of the guqin was crisp and the sound of the zither was deep. Two completely different styles of music were played on the platform.
The music that Qian Shanmu played was majestic. An invisible force gathered in the surroundings. The sound of the zither resonated with the heaven and earth, causing a majestic aura to flow in the surroundings. Even though the power had not been released yet, it still gave people a feeling that once the music exploded, it would be able to destroy everything.
There would be no suspense in this battle.
As the number one musician of the younger generation, Qian Shanmu could naturally crush Ye Futian.
Compared to the majestic aura in Qian Shanmu's music, Ye Futian's music seemed ordinary. There was nothing novel about it. It gave people a feeling that it was melodious and peaceful. The music was too simple.
This caused many people to have a strange expression. Was Ye Futian going to use this music to fight against Qian Shanmu?
There were thousands of changes in music, but there were also rules. First, the music set the tone. Then, all kinds of musical attacks could be unleashed.
Qian Shanmu's music gave people a feeling of majesty. However, Ye Futian's music was like a joke. Could this kind of music withstand a single attack from Qian Shanmu?
In the direction of the Donghua Clan, a girl looked at Ye Futian with her beautiful eyes. There was a hint of curiosity in her pure eyes. She was Hua Qingqing. Her mother was proficient in all kinds of music. She had been influenced by music since she was young. Naturally, she was very sensitive to music.
From Ye Futian's music, she felt something different.
It was simple, pure, and clean. There were no impurities in the music.
However, could this kind of music really withstand the attack that Qian Shanmu was about to unleash?
Her beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity.
As the music gradually gained momentum, Qian Shanmu's body was surrounded by a powerful force. Suddenly, the five fingers on his right hand danced on the string of the zither. It was like a sudden clap of thunder that shook the ground. A terrifying spiritual storm turned into thousands of sharp swords that pierced towards Ye Futian.
In just an instant, everyone felt the murderous intent in the music. At this moment, they had an illusion that Ye Futian was in a desperate situation.
What stunned everyone was that Ye Futian did not use musical sorcery to resist the attack. Instead, he continued to play quietly. Everyone seemed to see thousands of swords stabbing into Ye Futian's brain.
Would Ye Futian be so weak?
Ye Futian's body seemed to tremble slightly. However, his music was not interrupted. He continued to play quietly as if the attack had disappeared.
Seeing this, many people heaved a sigh of relief. Although they had a feeling that Ye Futian would definitely lose, they would be disappointed if the Cottage disciple was defeated so easily.
Qian Shanmu naturally knew how Ye Futian had done it. He had used his noble will and his music to create a layer of spiritual defense. In Ye Futian's mind, he could faintly feel his will turning into a dragon. It circled there, protecting his will from being destroyed.
Qian Shanmu was still playing the guqin. His attacks were endless. Around Ye Futian's body, there seemed to be a violent storm. Endless spiritual swords pierced into Ye Futian's mind. However, Ye Futian's music and will protected him firmly. They transformed into a coiling dragon. Occasionally, a dragon's roar could be heard, shattering the incoming spiritual attacks.
His spiritual defense is very strong. Noble intent and noble ritual implement. It seems that it is impossible for Qian Shanmu to kill Ye Futian so easily, everyone thought.
However, Qian Shanmu's attacks were not limited to just this. Other than the endless spiritual attacks, a frightening Spiritual Qi storm appeared around his body. It whistled in the air along with the music he played. A frightening pressure filled the battle platform. It seemed to have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.
Once it exploded, it would definitely be extremely powerful.
"Rumble." A sudden clap of thunder exploded in the sky. A terrifying lightning struck towards Ye Futian. Qian Shanmu could naturally use music to release spells.
Ye Futian continued playing as if he did not see it. When the lightning struck him, it was actually sucked into the music around him and turned into Spiritual Qi that flowed around his body.
However, above Ye Futian's head, endless Spiritual Qi gathered and flowed in a frenzy, forming a terrifying pattern. The pattern absorbed Spiritual Qi of all elements in the world and released a dazzling seven-colored light that blinded the eyes. As the Spiritual Qi flowed, the pattern gradually took shape. Endless rhythms drove the flow of Spiritual Qi.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, a frightening Spiritual Qi matrix appeared above Ye Futian's head.
"This …"
Many people's hearts beat wildly. Looking at the matrix above Ye Futian's head, the pattern spun and the Spiritual Qi went berserk. It turned into a matrix storm and a dark vortex appeared around it. It swallowed all power and released a terrifying power of destruction.
"What a frightening musical technique."
This was no longer limited to using music to cast spells. It was using music to carve a matrix in the air. The pressure that could destroy everything gave people the feeling that it could destroy everything.
Although Qian Shanmu had just entered the Arcana Plane, with his talent and powerful Noble Will, how terrifying would the power of a matrix in the air be?
Could Ye Futian bear the consequences?
The previous attacks were just small fights. This was the real start of Qian Shanmu's attack. If Ye Futian continued fighting, it would be a disaster.
Many people stared at Qian Shanmu. It seemed that while he had been calm, he was actually a fierce tiger. He must be very unhappy that Lu Nantian had lost to Gu Dongliu.
Now that he attacked, he wanted to force Ye Futian into a dead end and destroy him with the power of thunder.
Countless eyes fell on Ye Futian. How could this guy resist such power?
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