Chapter 216 Second Round of Competition

The audience off the court was shocked again. Duan Xiao beat Li Yisheng with two moves. Such a method can't be said to be ruthless. Many players secretly congratulated themselves. Fortunately, they were not in the same group with Duan Xiao, otherwise they would have been beaten to death by him, and there was no reason.

There is no rule that people can't be killed in the Qinyi War. In addition, Duan Xiao is the son of the vice president of the Tibetan Silver Chamber of Commerce. Even if he really killed people, few families dare to take revenge on him.

"Well, this kind of waste is also worthy to participate in the battle of piano art." Duan Xiao is rampant to the end, and he just dares to be angry and dare not say anything to the audience who doesn't like it.

Some of the senior officials of the large family in the VIP table have shown a look of dissatisfaction. Mo Xin also frowned and was quite unhappy with Duan Xiao's fierce style.

Gao Song didn't think so, and his eyebrows were full of faint smiles. His task is to serve Duan Xiao, as long as he serves the son of the vice president. Only in his position as the president can he be stable.

"Tibetan Chamber of Commerce, Duan Xiaosheng." The deacon announced calmly, and at the same time, the Li family had sent someone to lift Li Shengsheng on the ground away from the venue.

There are constant shouts, and Duan Xiao's supporters are not in the minority. Coupled with the amazing performance of the other party, more people shouted the slogan of the quasi-champion.

"Bah, what, can he compare with us like that?" Hong Jun spat on the ground and looked at the proud Duan Xiao on the stage with a disgusted face.

"Damn turtle grandson, didn't you take the lead? It's so arrogant."

"Look at his cowardice, just like his name. It's really short."

"That's right, it must be short, never long." ......

The four yin heroes fully showed their "yin" vividly. Yaoer and Xia Xiaonan listened confusedly and asked blankly.

"What's short?"

"This?" Jiang Xia and Xia Xiaodong almost couldn't laugh. Seeing the simple and cute appearance of the two women, they didn't know how to explain it to them. Even Merlin, who was beside him, couldn't help but shake his head secretly. Where did these four yin heroes come from?

Duan Xiao has already stepped down from the stage, and the fourth battle has also begun. When Jiang Xia was watching the game, she always felt that a few malicious eyes were staring at her. You don't have to think about who it is. Duan Xiao and Hou, the patriarch of the Hou family, must be among them.

Xia ignored this. When enjoying the game, he occasionally talked to Mei Sheng and Xia Xiaonan. Yao'er was still angry because of what Xia said before, and she looked like she was beaten to death and ignored people.

The four yin heroes who were not interested in piano art at all tiptoed and stretched out their necks in the crowd to look for beautiful girls to appreciate. Even Xia Xiaodong was pulled into the group by them. When they saw a good-looking man, he had to make a comment. For this reason, the five people were well looked down on by others.

With the passage of time, the first round of the competition gradually came to an end. With the end of the Fiftyth Battle, the cheers on the field soared to a high level.

The deacon stepped on the high platform with a gentle smile, waved his hand, and motioned the audience to stop. "Thank you to these 100 players for bringing us a wonderful game. The next step is our second competition on piano competition."

"Okay," the applause was warm, and the more behind, the more excited everyone became.

I saw more than 20 disciples of the Qin Hall walking to the stage with two low tables in their hands, and then arranged them in a circle around in order. The distance between each low table was about two meters.

"Now all 50 players who have passed the first round are invited to take the stage." Everything was ready, and the deacon reminded him.

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of waiting figures rushed to the high platform. In a few blinks, there are only a few scattered in the fifty positions.

"Yaoer, Xiaonan, I'm going too." Several people around Xia Chong said.

"Hmm! Come on." Xia Xiaonan smiled gently. Mei Sheng, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes also encouraged each other, but Yaoer still pouted and ignored you.

Jing Xia touched her nose, smiled helplessly, and wanted to turn around. As soon as he took two steps, he felt that a soft and boneless little hand held his arm. He turned around in surprise and saw Yaoer's delicate and pure little face.

"Well, Yaoer, you can't bear to part with me!" Without thinking about it, Jiang Xia said shamelessly.

Yaoer stared at her angrily, and then seriously told her, "Be careful."

Warmed Xia's heart, nodded hard, then flashed on the high platform and casually found an empty seat to sit down. He glanced at the "neighbors" on the left and right sides. One was an ordinary-looking young man, and the other was the girl named Li Yu. The latter received the eyes of General Xia, and Li Yu smiled politely.

Xia slightly nodded, and then took out the vermilion Li Shangqin and flattened it on the table. Then Xia Zhijue's cold eyes shot straight over and looked up at a position diagonally opposite. It was not that Xiao or who it was.

"Bad boy, I didn't expect you to die like that?" Duan Xiao's lips moved slightly. Although there was still a little distance between the two, with the strength of Jianxia's ears, he could still hear what the other party said.

"Hmm." Jiang Xia sneered, and the chill flashed in his clear eyes. Thinking of being attacked by Duan Xiao and hitting the bottom of the valley, his heart suddenly rose. However, on the other side, if it weren't for the other party, I wouldn't have seen Moke, the owner of the Qin Hall.

When all 50 players were on the stage, the deacon faced the VIP seat and said respectfully, "This year's second round of the Battle of Piano Art is played by our Elder Moyang."

"Boom!" Warm applause and cheers sounded. Although most people had known it for a long time, they could not hide their excitement. As we all know, Mo Yang is a great pianist who has entered the sixth level for many years. His piano skills cannot be doubted by anyone. It is a luxury for many people to hear such a pianist play.

Mo Yang stood up slowly, hugged the audience slightly, and smiled faintly, "Ha ha ha, thank you for your kindness."

Mo Xin next to

wanted to stop talking. After a short period of thought, he still said, "Brother, just stop it. Don't embarrass these juniors too much."

"Ha ha, that's natural." Mo Yang raised his eyebrows gently and immediately moved his body, leaving a shadow in place, but the body was suspended in the mid-air of the high platform of the competition, looking down at the fifty contestants.

The height of the countertop is less than two meters from the ground, and Moyang is almost five or six meters from the ground. He sat cross-legged in the void, and turned out a pure black lyre in the palm of his hand. The body of the piano was flat on his legs and knees, which looked quite elegant. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The person Mo Yang was facing turned out to be Jiang Xia.

"Why does Mo Yang sit so high when he has nothing to do? I saw that he still had to raise his neck.

"Do you still need to say it? Of course, it's pretending to be a master.

"Then why does he have less to do to us!"

"I don't think he has good intentions." ......

The four yin heroes are talking about dissatisfaction. Mei Sheng and Mei Lin looked at each other and saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes. If Mo Yang targeted Jiang Xia, it would be really dangerous.

Put Xia's hands on the Li Shangqin. Mo Yang in front of him is the annihilation of the Eagle Fort. With these two points, Xia couldn't lift a trace of awe of him. In his eyes, the highly virtuous elder of the Qin Hall is just a despicable villain who bullies his ancestors.

"Hmm." Perhaps feeling Jiang Xia's disrespect, Mo Yang's eyes were cold, his throat rolled slightly, and he shouted in a low voice, "The battle of piano art, the second round begins now."

Mo Yang stroked the piano with both hands, and the soft sound of the piano exuded a faint power fluctuation. Both the audience and the contestants are shocked and refreshing. Nearly 10,000 people off the field calmed down and seriously enjoyed the wonderful music.

Mo Yang's seemingly simple playing actually contains the sonic power of the sixth-order violinist. Through the air, sound waves invaded the bodies of 50 contestants. Everyone felt stuffy in their chests, as if they had been hit by a boulder. A group of contestants did not hesitate to play their own strings and showed their own strength to fight against Mo Yang's sound waves.

In an instant, various tones of piano sounded on the field. Including Mo Yang, there are 51 kinds of piano sounds. The scene became quite noisy and chaotic.

Even so, the audience around can still hear Mo Yang's piano at once. The crane stands out from the crowd and can be recognized at a glance. The tone of the piano is not high or low. The momentum of the players is divided into size. The offensive defense of sound waves is also strong and weak. However, Mo Yang will slowly strengthen the sound wave attack until there are only ten people left on the stage.

"Ah! I can't stand it anymore."

Soon, a player couldn't stand it anymore. He shouted, picked up his piano, and staggered down the platform. The audience who saw this scene couldn't help but cast a contemptuous look.

"It's only been a long time. I can't stand it. I really don't." ......

The audience is still a short distance from the high platform of the competition. Naturally, the gap between them and the players on the stage is not big due to the influence of the sound of the piano. Even so, many people still disdain the first failed pianist.

"Ban!"

Not long after the first escapee, another loser was born, but this was obviously more unlucky than the first one. It was directly bombarded by Mo Yang's sound wave. It's not shameful to fall out with the piano.

"Mom, is this guy's piano sound so powerful?" Hong Jun scratched his ears and cheeks, showing a little doubt on his face.

"Hey hey, if you don't believe it, you can go up and have a try."

"Go, if I go, the limelight will not be strengthened by me. I, Hong Jun, won't do this kind of betraying my friends. ......

Mei Lin, Mei Sheng and Xia Xiaodong can only shake their heads secretly at the "shamelessness" of the four yin heroes. Yaoer frowned and stared at Mo Yang in mid-air. She always felt that this person would be unfavorable to Jiang Xia.