Ye Futian's voice was like a slap in the face. The person who had insulted the Guqin Devil earlier felt his face burn. His eyes darkened.
The Art Saint was also present at the birthday banquet. It was normal for them to compliment the Art Saint and belittle the Guqin Devil. However, no one would have thought that the Guqin Devil's disciple would be at the banquet. He was so talented that he challenged Ye Futian on the spot.
The youth sitting in front of the guqin had a clear look in his eyes. There was a hint of frivolity in them.
Yun Rou and the other girls stared at his back in a daze. It turned out that this young musician was so brilliant.
Lin Xiyue and Xiao He also felt Ye Futian's excellence. They all knew the person he had just defeated. He was not weak at all, but he was instantly defeated by the music. It was obvious how powerful Ye Futian was. Lin Xiyue thought that if she went up, the result would be the same.
The banquet became quiet again. It was just a battle and did not seem to mean anything. However, the youths would not go up on impulse.
The musical spell was a spiritual attack. It was direct and overbearing. The defeated young swordsman was also a Three-star Glory Plane sorcerer. This meant that his spiritual energy was not weak. However, he was injured before the music reached its peak. This meant that those who only cultivated martial arts or sorcerers below the Three-star Glory Plane could not go up. If their spiritual energy was not strong enough, they would be instantly defeated by Ye Futian's musical spell.
"It seems that the Guqin Devil has a successor. Who else wants to go up and fight?" Lord Luo asked. Although his tone was calm, he was actually unhappy. Today was his birthday banquet, but the Guqin Devil's disciple had stolen the spotlight. It would have been fine if Ye Futian was the descendant of his friend. However, he was the Guqin Devil's disciple. Since he had a good relationship with the Art Saint, he naturally did not have a good relationship with the Guqin Devil.
Moreover, Ye Futian's words had slapped many people in the face. These people were all here to celebrate his birthday.
However, Ye Futian had been honest from beginning to end. No one could find fault with him. As elders, they could not directly target a youth, could they?
Therefore, the best outcome was for Ye Futian to be defeated by the youths present.
"I'll fight," said a voice. A voice rang out as a young man walked out from the crowd. He was dressed in luxurious golden robes and had an extraordinary temperament.
"It's Xu Qing, a dual element sorcerer of thunder and fire. She's in the Four-star Glory Plane." Everyone's eyes flashed when they saw the young man. The youths from the King's Residences all had a look of anticipation on their faces. Four-star Glory Sorcerers' Spiritual Energy was stronger, so they should be able to withstand Ye Futian's musical sorcery. If the musical sorcery could not affect the opponent, then Ye Futian would definitely lose.
"Xu Qing, a Four-star Glory Sorcerer," Xu Qing said.
"Please." As soon as he said 'please', he lowered his head and played the guqin. His fingers strummed the strings again as if there was no one else in front of him.
The sound of the guqin rang out, but everyone frowned slightly. The sound of the guqin seemed to be messy and did not seem to form a tune. It did not have the same artistic conception as before.
"Demonic Dance." A strange light flashed in the Art Saint's eyes. He and the Guqin Devil were old rivals and naturally knew the offensive music that the Devil was good at. The previous one was the Dragon Roar of the Cang Mountain, and this one was the Demonic Dance. It seemed like a messy tune, but in reality, it was more difficult to deal with.
The thunder and fire dual elemental Spiritual Qi around Xu Qing went berserk. The two elements of Spiritual Qi flowed wildly in the air, resonating with his Spiritual Energy.
However, at that moment, the messy music kept entering his ears, making him feel irritated. He could not seem to concentrate. He was in the middle of communicating with the Spiritual Qi and preparing to release a spell, but he felt that his control over the Spiritual Qi was not as smooth as before.
In order to release a magical technique, one had to use their psychic power to precisely control the spiritual energy and condense it into a magical technique. If there was even the slightest mistake, the magical technique would fail to form. Because of that, everyone realized that something strange was happening. The crazily condensing spiritual energy was unable to form a magical technique. It continued to roar around Xu Qing.
"What's going on?" A strange look appeared in everyone's eyes. The musical spell seemed to be targeting only one person, and the invisible sound waves were all directed towards Xu Qing. Everyone else in the banquet could only hear the ordinary messy sound of the zither, but what Xu Qing heard was a musical spell that contained a spiritual attack, the Sky Demon Flurry.
Xu Qing stood where he was without moving. His expression became extremely ugly. Sweat even appeared on his forehead. The atmosphere was strange.
The Demonic Dance was not a direct attack like the Dragon Roar of the Cang Mountain, but it affected the release of spells. It was definitely the nemesis of sorcerers.
As the music continued, Xu Qing found it harder and harder to concentrate. He was on the verge of collapsing. This kind of battle was too difficult. He had never experienced it before. Of course, this was also his first time facing a musical sorcerer.
"The winner has been decided. That's enough," the Art Saint said calmly. The Art Saint spoke calmly. His calm voice seemed to contain a powerful force, once again interrupting the sound of the guqin.
Ye Futian's fingers left the strings. His expression was as calm as ever, as if he were playing an ordinary piece of music. Xu Qing stood there, his face pale and his body trembling. He glared at Ye Futian angrily. He had never been so humiliated before.
Was this really a battle? From beginning to end, Xu Qing wasn't even able to make a move. He was constantly distracted by the zither music, and if this continued, he would have a nervous breakdown.
The Art Saint looked at Ye Futian. It seemed that the Guqin Devil did not bring his disciple to Donghai City to retire.
"You may leave." Lord Luo said, seeing that Xu Qing was still standing there. Xu Qing's expression was ugly, but he still retreated. As he walked, he felt his legs tremble, and he had no strength left. He wondered what would have happened if he had given up on channeling his spiritual qi to cast spells and instead approached Xu Qing directly. He regretted not trying.
Ye Futian sat there for a moment. Seeing that no one was coming out, he stood up and said to Lord Luo, "I was impulsive because of someone's disrespectful words towards my teacher. I hope that Lord Luo will forgive me. I will take my leave now."
"You've already behaved atrociously. Do you think you can leave unscathed?" At this moment, a cold voice was heard. Everyone turned around and looked at the young man beside the Art Saint, their eyes gleaming with sharpness.
The Art Saint had crippled the Guqin Devil years ago. Today, the Guqin Devil's disciple was so arrogant. Would it be the Art Saint's disciple who would teach him a lesson?
The youths' eyes burned. It seemed that only Zhou Mu could avenge them. Ye Futian's musical sorcery was effective against both sorcerers and martial arts cultivators.
"You want to fight?" Ye Futian looked at Zhou Mu.
"Zhou Mu, a Five-starred Glory Plane. My plane is higher than yours, so I shouldn't fight. However, you're too arrogant, so I had no choice but to fight. Don't say that I'm bullying you." With that, Zhou Mu stood up and walked in front of Ye Futian.
Everyone's gaze fell upon him, then turned to look at Ye Futian with a cold smile. If he were to leave just like that, not only would those who had insulted the Guqin Devil be embarrassed, but even the youths present would lose face.
However, since Zhou Mu was going to fight, everything was set in stone.
Lin Xiyue looked at the two figures. Ye Futian had already amazed her, but now, his opponent was Zhou Mu. She hoped that Ye Futian would not accept the challenge.
Zhou Mu's plane was higher than Ye Futian's. It was not shameful for him to avoid the battle.
"Then let's fight." Just as Lin Xiyue was thinking, Ye Futian's voice rang out. He sat down again. Back then, his master had lost to the Art Saint. With his current abilities, he naturally could not defeat the Art Saint. However, he could fight Zhou Mu.
After Ye Futian sat down, the guqin sounded again. Zhou Mu squatted on the ground and used his hand as a brush. Spiritual Qi gathered at his fingertips and he used it to draw. What he drew was a vivid eagle. The sound of the guqin entered everyone's ears. However, as a Five-starred Glory Plane cultivator, his spiritual energy was also very strong. He was not disturbed and continued to draw.
Soon, the eagle was completed. It flew up from the ground and pounced towards Ye Futian.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. This was the power of a summoner.
The sound of the guqin grew faster. Ye Futian's fingers quickly strummed the strings. Waves of music attacked the eagle, causing its body to break apart bit by bit. However, the eagle did not feel pain and did not have spiritual energy. It did not stop attacking. In the end, even though only half of its body was left, the eagle still landed in front of Ye Futian and slashed with its claws.
Ye Futian waved his hands and the eagle's body exploded. However, at the same time, the guqin was also shattered. A violent wind blew past, causing Ye Futian's clothes and hair to flutter.
"Can't even withstand a single blow." Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Then, their eyes lit up with excitement. Zhou Mu was indeed Zhou Mu. One move, and it was an instant kill.
As a musical sorcerer, how could Ye Futian fight without his guqin?
Lin Xiyue sighed. As expected, although Ye Futian was strong, his opponent was the Art Saint's genius disciple.
On the other hand, Ye Futian's expression was calm. At this moment, he vaguely understood why his master lost to the Art Saint. The demon that Zhou Mu had drawn was not affected by the music. Even if its body was destroyed, it would still continue to attack. This was because it was not alive and was controlled by the summoner.
Musical sorcery could suppress normal sorcerers and martial arts cultivators, but it was suppressed by summoners.
Because of this, Zhou Mu, who was two planes higher than him, was able to destroy his guqin with one blow.
"Is that all you've got?" Zhou Mu seemed to be throwing Ye Futian's words back at him. He stood there proudly.
"Although my master taught me, it's a pity that I am not talented enough to learn the essence of musical sorcery." Ye Futian looked at Zhou Mu and said calmly, "Thus, musical sorcery is my weakest skill."
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