As soon as Ye Futian finished speaking, everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
Long Huan froze and then smiled. Many people in the Dragon Clan laughed too. Sparring with Long Huan in musical sorcery?
Perhaps Ye Futian didn't know what a Dragon Master was.
"Brother Futian." Ling 'er looked worried too. Ye Futian was good at music, but she knew how powerful the Dragon Masters in the family were. Long Huan was a Dragon Master.
Long Mu looked at Ye Futian indifferently. What was the point? Ling 'er would probably be upset if Long Huan humiliated her later.
Long Huan swirled the wine in his cup. His smile was mocking. A musical attendant wanted to spar with him in musical sorcery?
He really didn't know what was good for him.
"My wife, today is Ling 'er's birthday. There shouldn't be any fighting. However, a duel is an elegant thing. Since he wants to, we can only fulfill his wish. It will liven things up for Ling' er and let everyone see if his music is evil." Long Huan smiled and drained his cup. He stood up and walked out of the crowd towards Ye Futian.
"I'll teach you well." Long Huan smiled at Ye Futian. Since Ye Futian had asked to teach him, he wouldn't be polite.
Madam Long waved her hand. Many people stood up and retreated. The banquet moved back to make room. Clearly, the madam approved of this spar. Since both sides were willing, she didn't have to stop it. No matter who won or lost, it would be an explanation. If Ye Futian won, Ling 'er was right. If Ye Futian lost, he wasn't worth the Celestial Pavilion.
Of course, Ye Futian would most likely lose. Long Huan was a Dragon Master from the West Mountain Dragon Clan.
Ye Futian and Long Huan sat across from each other. The guqin appeared before them. Ye Futian looked down at the guqin while Long Huan looked at Ye Futian with disdain in his eyes.
"Please," Ye Futian spat out.
Long Huan didn't hold back. His fingers plucked the strings. When the music started, everyone felt an extraordinary aura. It was like a dragon's roar.
Ye Futian lowered his head and smiled.
Thinking of what he'd been through these days, wasn't this the artistic conception contained in that song?
His fingers moved across the strings of the zither. The moment the sound of the zither rang out, the musical notes seemed to have a magical power, instantly bringing people into the artistic conception of the zither.
Beside Madame Long, Gu Yunxi dropped her chopsticks on the table. She looked at Ye Futian with a strange expression.
This zither song …
Madame Long looked at Gu Yunxi in surprise. She didn't understand why she would lose her composure.
Lifting her head, she continued to watch. Just as she'd expected, Long Huan's music was powerful while Ye Futian's was much softer. It was as if Long Huan had said, Ye Futian's music was just a small trick to coax a little girl.
Although the intent was strong, it did not have any power.
However, Gu Yunxi did not see it that way, because she had heard the complete piece before. The artistic conception of the piece seemed to be describing the changes in one's state of mind. The beginning was calm and indifferent, but she knew how terrifying the meaning of the later piece was.
Long Yan also revealed a strange expression. How could this be?
He had heard this music not long ago at the guqin workshop and had wanted to auction it. Many people had praised it. If he had guessed correctly, it should have been Gu Yunxi who had bought it. How could Ye Futian play it now?
The others didn't know what the two of them were thinking. The people from the Long family looked on indifferently. In their opinion, there was no suspense at all in this spar.
As expected, as the music played, the wind howled around Long Huan. The flowing air seemed to take on the shape of a dragon. Dragon roared and charged at Ye Futian.
However, there seemed to be a guqin storm around Ye Futian's body. Lightning flashed occasionally, blocking out the other's guqin music.
Behind Long Huan, a pure-blooded dragon seemed to form. A terrifying aura flowed. The pure-blooded dragon circled and flew at Ye Futian. Gu Yunxi's eyes flashed.
The pure-blooded dragon descended above Ye Futian. The terrifying dragon-shaped air moved with it. It was as if many dragons were looking down at Ye Futian.
Long Huan's music melded into it. Then the dragons opened their mouths and shook violently. They roared and tried to swallow Ye Futian.
Ye Futian acted as if he did not see it. His hands moved even faster, and the peaceful and quiet music suddenly became extremely agitated. It was as if it had been elevated in an instant. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, entangling with the shadow of the dragon.
A terrifying image appeared in the air. The dragons danced in the lightning. It was beautiful.
"Huh?"
Many people looked surprised as they looked at Ye Futian. They saw that his hands had become extremely fast. The strings vibrated, and the notes danced wildly. The music that came out of the guqin was no longer as calm and peaceful as before. Instead, it was unstoppable, breaking through the heavens.
At this time, the endless lightning Spiritual Qi seemed to be controlled by the music. It flowed in the air. Lightning flashed on Ye Futian. His white robe fluttered in the wind.
That handsome and gentle young man seemed to have changed at this moment. He became sharp and showed off his elegance.
At the banquet, everyone's expressions changed. Their eyes sharpened as they stared at Ye Futian.
Madame Long's beautiful eyes also flashed with light. The artistic conception of the guqin's music sublimated. It instantly turned from a peaceful tune into a violent storm. Furthermore, it was still getting stronger. She could even feel that the lightning-attributed Spiritual Qi in the surroundings seemed to be controlled by the guqin's music.
Crack … Bolts of lightning descended. Endless lightning flashed. Long Huan felt his spiritual will being attacked. A terrifying lightning storm appeared in his mind, destroying everything.
Long Huan's eyes grew serious. He was no longer relaxed. He strummed the strings crazily.
However, countless lightning chains seemed to have been born between the heavens and earth, entangling the dragon silhouettes in the sky. The tribulation lightning tore everything apart, shredding the dragon silhouettes and entangling his body.
Behind Long Huan, a sonorous dragon roar shook the world. A dragon soul appeared, its voice shaking the sky. But the moment it appeared, countless lightning chains wrapped around it. Lightning struck.
Ye Futian's music was still getting stronger and stronger. It was unstoppable, crushing everything in its path.
A terrifying lightning storm tore through the air and enveloped Long Huan's body. Then there was a loud boom and the lightning fell. The guqin in front of Long Huan shattered and turned to dust. The music stopped abruptly.
Ye Futian's music was still playing. Bolts of lightning flashed in front of him, like cold lightning snakes staring at him. It was as if they were showing off something. Long Yuan's face was ashen. He was extremely embarrassed.
"It's a small trick, but it's no problem against people who don't know how to play," Ye Futian said coolly.
Ye Futian said calmly. The sound of his guqin gradually became deeper and then stopped.
The banquet became very quiet.
Long Huan himself had said that Ye Futian's music was a small trick and that he needed to teach Ye Futian well.
How had he taught him now?
Ye Futian had mocked the Dragon Master for not knowing how to play.
How humiliating.
Ye Futian hadn't hurt him but that simple sentence had hurt Long Huan's heart.
"Why do you know this song?" Long Yan asked, staring at Ye Futian. Was he the one in the workshop?
"Long Yan, what's going on?" someone asked. Long Yan knew the song.
"Today, I was at the music workshop and wanted to help Ling 'er choose a song as a gift. Someone auctioned this song and many people praised it. In the end, it was probably won by Miss Yunxi," Long Yan said. Suddenly, many people looked at Gu Yunxi.
Gu Yunxi's eyes were strange. Then she said to Madame Long, "It's the score I just gave Ling 'er."
Madame Long opened the score and looked. Her expression was also strange. Gu Yunxi had praised the song and she'd auctioned it. Now, Ye Futian had played it.
"So he got a powerful song?" Someone from the Dragon Clan wanted to speak up for Long Huan.
Ye Futian sneered.
"How did you know? Who created it? "Madame Long asked.
"I improvised it. No one else created it," Ye Futian said. Many people's expressions changed. Ye Futian created it himself?
Even Gu Yunxi couldn't believe it. She'd guessed that it was Ye Futian who'd played but how could he have created such a song?
"Even if you beat me with a powerful song, it's laughable that you're so shameless. Madame, he plagiarized someone else's song but said he created it himself. He has a low character. Don't let Ling 'er interact with him," the defeated Long Huan said coldly. He could save some face now.
"What a joke." Seeing Madame Long look at him, Ye Futian sneered. "If that's the case, listen to this song again."
With that, he plucked the strings. The moment his fingers touched the strings, the music reached a climax. The music seemed to contain lightning and fury. It pierced through the air and crushed towards Long Huan.
Long Huan's head shook. Ye Futian's fingers moved like crazy. He played without any rhythm. He was just venting but it turned into a violent song.
Long Huan retreated, his face pale.
"If it's not enough, how about another song?" The sound of the guqin changed again. The roar of a dragon shook the sky. It was similar to the song Long Huan had played for him earlier. A lightning dragon roared and charged with rage.
Gu Yunxi stood up. She stared at the handsome figure. At this moment, Ye Futian was unparalleled.
"How is this possible?" Long Huan stared at the scene in the air and his expression changed. "Did you create all these songs?"
"Frog in a well," Ye Futian mocked. Ye Futian mocked. His white robe fluttered. Right now, Ye Futian seemed to be venting all of his pent-up emotions.
"Then let me experience your martial arts," Long Huan shouted. Long Yuan roared. Like a dragon in the sky, he charged towards Ye Futian.
Light flashed and Ye Futian put his guqin away. He was bathed in endless lightning. Terrifying chains of lightning shot towards Long Huan, stabbing at his spiritual will.
Then Ye Futian raised his hand. The dragon roared into the sky, shattering the world. Ye Futian's arm was like a dragon, shattering everything. Then a dragon claw grabbed Long Huan's head. Capture the Dragon in the Sky.
"Martial arts? You dare?"
Ye Futian threw Long Huan's body to the ground. The ground shook. Everyone's hearts seemed to tremble with it.
What happened in front of him was too shocking.
Was he really just a musical attendant?
Martial arts? You dare?
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