Chapter 214 The First Battle

When the deacon reported the list of the first battle, the scratch of the whole audience instantly turned into chaos. Thousands of eyes glanced at the position of the Mei family. In addition to being stunned, everyone couldn't help recalling last year's battle of piano art, and Fan Wenwen humiliated Mei Sheng in public. Since then, the Mei family and Wan Yemen have also formed a lot of feuds.

Unexpectedly, at the same time a year later, in the first battle, the Mei family and Wan Yemen met again. It's still Fan Wenwen, but few people know the so-called General Xia.

Fan Wenwen is particularly beautiful today, and her long water-blue skirt is like a beautiful blue butterfly. But her face was full of arrogance. Even so, her charm was unquestionable. In the cheers of a group of men, she slowly stepped on the high platform.

Mei Lin's face was full of anxiety, looking around, looking for the figures of Mei Sheng and General Xia. The game has begun. They haven't come yet. They are as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"Ha, Chief Mei, I don't know your representative?" Fan Wenwen hung with a sarcastic smile. She knew that Zhang Xia was a teenager who was beaten down by Duan Xiao in the Echo Canyon. I also know that General Xia will not come to this competition, and with his resentment for Mei Sheng, he will inevitably be ridiculned.

"This?" Feeling the strange eyes of the audience, Mei Lin and several ethnic people around him looked more and more ugly. If they had known that this kind of thing would happen, they should not have let Mei Sheng run around with Xia.

On the high platform at the main gate of the Qin Hall, more than a dozen bigwigs in Nongqin City all looked contemptuous. Mo Yang frowned and said angrily, "Mei Lin, where is your representative of the Mei family? You didn't report the leave, did you?"

"No, no, no." Mei Lin's face changed and he quickly waved his hand, "Sor Mo Yang, Mei absolutely dares not report leave. Please wait for a moment. Jiang Xia may be on his way."

"Well, what do you think of this battle of piano art? I declare that your Mei family abstained and will not participate in the piano war in the future.

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience was in an uproar. Mo Yang's words were equivalent to announcing the death of the Mei family, and it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the piano city in the future.

" Elder Moyang, please calm down. Please wait a little longer." Merlin's head began to faint with fear, and he kept begging for mercy. If you are swept out by the Qin Hall like this, and you want the light family again, your hope will be slim.

The audience on the court have their own thoughts, sympathy, contempt, indifference, and gloating. The more proud Fan Wenwen's face was, and the more embarrassed the Mei family was, the happier she became.

"Ha ha, Chief Mei, it's smart for you to be sent to the competition. You know that you don't dare to see anyone when you hide, so as to be as humiliated as your daughter last year."

"Hahahaha." Fan Wenwen's supporters burst into laughter. After that, they burst into laughter. Duan Xiao of the crowd raised his eyelids gently and smiled coldly, "Hey, that boy was beaten to the bottom by me, but he also took advantage of you."

Merlin's face has already turned into pig liver color, and his eyes are full of anger. The deacon on the stage shook with a smile, roughly glanced at the people under his eyes, and then announced, "Since Xia chose to abstain, I will announce Fan Wenwen in the first battle,"

"Wait a minute." Before the deacon finished his words, the space trembled slightly, and a slimming shadow crossed a shadow in the void and fell on the stage in the blink of an eye.

"Jing Xia."

Merlin turned around for joy in an instant, and his anger turned away. Here comes the last moment. It's coming. The reaction of the audience was even more sensational. Many people recognized that Jiang Xia was a teenager who killed Hou Jian in Echo Canyon a few days ago and was sneaked into the bottom by Duan Xiao.

"It's him. He is the one who killed Hou Jian."

"Oh my God! Didn't he fall into the Echo Canyon?

"How did he get up? He didn't die?" ......

A questioning, an exclamation. Duan Xiao's smile was stiff on his face. With the strength of General Xia, it was impossible to escape from the boundary of the Echo Canyon, but the truth was in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it.

A picture suddenly flashed in Duan Xiao's mind. His cold eyes and a murderous voice made Xia say to himself before falling down.

"Duan Xiao, wait for my revenge!"

Fan Wenwen was also scared by the sudden appearance of Xia, and there was no longer the previous frivolity. She knew that her piano skills were not as good as each other's, and what kind of result she would be waiting for.

"That stinky boy killed my son?" On the VIP platform, a middle-aged man sitting on the left of Gao Song stared at the general Xia on the field fiercely, and a strong murderous intention permeated from his body.

Gao Song, the branch president of the Tibetan Silver Chamber of Commerce, raised his eyebrows and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. "Head of Hou, this is the piano art competition!" If you want to kill that boy, you probably have to wait until the game is over.

The man's face changed slightly, and his eyes squinted at Mo Xin and Mo Yang not far away. He could only snort coldly, restrain his murderous intention, and secretly wanted to wait until the end of the game to make plans.

After a brief sensation, the deacon came to his senses and said loudly, "The two players have come to power, so let's start the first battle!"

The environment off the field has been calmed down. As for how Xia came up from the bottom of the echo canyon, it can only be suppressed for the time being. The deacon retreated from the stage, made a gesture of invitation to Xia Chong and Fan Wenwen, and then took the lead in sitting next to the low table and took out the Li Shangqin.

Then Mei Sheng, Yaoer, Xia Xiaonan, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes returned to the area where the Mei family stood. Mei Lin said with some reproach on his face, "Shuier, where have you taken Xia and others these days? Do you know that I was scared to death just now?"

"Dad, yes, I'm sorry." Mei Sheng gasped and thought that he was in a hurry on the way back.

"It's lucky that Xia arrived in time, otherwise I didn't know what to do."

"Well, Brother Xia will definitely perform well." ......

Yao'er saw the changes in the expressions of Merlin's father and daughter, frowned, thought for a moment, and turned her eyes to the stage. Xia sat down calmly, but Fan Wenwen's face was quite ugly. The audience below was a little anxious and began to urge loudly.

"Miss Wenwen, defeat him."

"Miss Wenwen, come on."

"Miss Wenwen, you will win." ......

The more so, the more Fan Wenwen panicked and felt the indifferent gaze of Mei Sheng. Fan Wenwen's heart suddenly lit up, and she saluted Mo Yang on the VIP stage under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Presbyterian Mo Yang, just now you have announced that the Mei family has abstained, and you will not participate in the battle of piano art in the future. Now this person suddenly appears, obviously to make trouble."

As soon as Fan Wenwen said this, many people in the audience were dumbfounded. They didn't know how to kill people with a knife! Xia was stunned and looked down. He suddenly distinguished who was Mo Xin and who was Mo Yang. He secretly marveled in his heart that the difference would be so big for the disciples who also taught Moke. On the other side, Mo Yang was the annihronism of Cang Eagle Fort, and he was relieved.

"Yes, I did announce that the Mei family abstained just now." Mo Yang was originally worried about Xia's lateness, but now he was point out by Fan Wenwen in public, just in time to push the boat along the water and drive Jiang Xia down.

Mei Lin and Mei Sheng suddenly became anxious, and the latter quickly pleaded, "Presbyterian Mo Yang, we didn't mean to be late. We have no choice but to. Please give me a chance to the Mei family. Fan Wenwen was obviously afraid that I would be Brother Xia, so she came up with this way.

Fan Wenwen's pretty face changed slightly and she shouted coldly, "Humph, Mei Sheng, what are you talking about? Don't forget that a year ago, you couldn't even take my three moves. What right do you have to shout here?

"You?" Mei Sheng frowned and her body unconsciously retreated. A year ago, Fan Wenwen looked at herself condescendingly on the stage, and her mind couldn't help but be a little blurred, just like returning to the nightmare a year ago.

"Shuier, are you all right!" Merlin held her daughter, and a trace of grief flashed in her eyes. Fan Wenwen looked at each other coldly, and a trace of contempt rose from the corners of her mouth.

"All right, let's do the first game as I just said!" Mo Yang was a little impatient and shouted in a low voice.

"Yes, the second elder." The deacon nodded and just wanted to announce the result of the game. Mo Ke's eldest disciple Mo Xin actually stood up and said to stop him, "Slow down."

Everyone was shocked, especially looking at Mo Xin with a kind face. He glanced at the audience off the court faintly and said calmly, "The first game is going on as usual. Whoever loses will win, in terms of piano skills."

"Brother, you?" Mo Yang frowned and looked a little unhappy.

Mo Xin waved his hand and motioned him not to say more. "In the first game, there is no reason to abstain. I now announce that the piano art war will officially begin."

"Yes, that's good."

"The battle of piano art, let's begin." ......

There was a lot of shouts on the court, especially the disciples of the Mei family and the four yin heroes. Mo Yang snorted coldly, and the coldness of his eyes flashed by. Under the applause of the crowd, Fan Wenwen only sat down at the other low table, and then took out a white jade lyre and spread it in front of her.

The distance between the two low tables is about 30 meters. Xia's clear eyes were waveless, and she looked at Fan Wenwen on the opposite side faintly. The latter bit his red lips gently and whispered coldly, "Don't be too proud. In my eyes, you are just like Mei Sheng. You are just a singer in a restaurant."

After saying that, the white and slender ten fingers beat quickly on the strings. In an instant, the two cold red spears shot Xia one after the other.

A discerning person knew at a glance that Fan Wenwen wanted to seize the opportunity to catch the other party unprepared. However, General Xia remained motionless and watched the two spears flying.

"What's going on? Why doesn't that boy move?

"Well, I think he was scared!"

"Hey hey, I think so." ......

Fan Wenwen's supporters made all kinds of jokes. Yaoer, Xia Xiaonan and his party didn't care at all. In the blink of an eye, two spears arrived in front of her, even when Fan Wenwen was happy that she had seized the opportunity. Put Xia's unhurried hand on the Li Shangqin.

" Miso!"

A high sound of the piano hit everyone's chest like a boulder, and then a solid dark blue sword popped up in the vermilion Li Shangqin in an instant.

"Ban!" The long sword directly smashed the red spear and shot at Fan Wenwen like a meteor.

"Pang, thang, thang,," five sharp sounds in a row, Fan Wenwen's sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and all five strings of the jade white quint in front of her were broken, and there was no one left.