Today's third chapter has been updated. Although the number of words in each chapter is a little less, it has more than 7,000 words in total. The mistress tries to write as much as possible. Brothers, don't urge me. I will definitely write this set of books while ensuring the quality. The previous two days was nearly 10,000 words. The update of nearly 30,000 words in three days is not small. I also have to ask everyone to collect and vote.

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Diyala said angrily: "Rufiet, don't overdo it, don't forget that you also walked out of here."

The one who was called Rufit was the blue-level magician. He looked fifty or sixty years old. He was not tall, but he was arrogant. The flame sign on his chest showed that he was a fire magician with his hands behind his back, and he said with a arrogant look on his face: "Yes, I walked out of here. Until now, I am still glad that I decided to leave here. Look at it yourself. Is this still like a magician guild in a country? It's only three of you. After so many years, you still haven't broken through to the Qing level. I'm afraid you haven't even reached the Qing level. Diyala, don't be stubborn anymore, go with us. With our Popang royal family's desire for magicians, you will definitely be valued."

"Praise Farlan, Rufit, you are still an Arcadia. Have you forgotten your roots?" Diyala's voice trembled. Once upon a time, Rufit in front of him was the most promising magician in Arcadia, but now he has come to Arcadia on behalf of other countries.

Rufit sneered, "It seems that your stubbornness has not changed. Isn't your guild still a president who never shows up? Call him out and if he can defeat me, we will leave immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Diyala was furious: "Ruffet, don't forget, this is Arcadia, it's not you Popang, what can you do if you are not polite?" As he said, he couldn't help but feel sad. Is Arcadia now really at the level of being bullied by others?

Rufitsen said: "This time we are here on behalf of Popang to negotiate with the Arcadia royal family. As my envoy, even if you kill a few of you, I am afraid that the Arcadia royal family will not dare to do anything. Could it be that your so-called president is just a turtle with a head-shrinking turtle? Do you dare not accept the challenge?"

"Grandpa Qin is not a turtle, I will accept your challenge for him." Just as Diyala was angry and wanted to burst out, a clear and pleasant voice sounded from outside the door, and it was Ye Yinzhu who spoke.

The sudden sound immediately attracted the magicians in the hall to look towards the door, and the handsome Yinzhu and tall and hard Zi had already walked in.

Zi was just standing next to Yin Zhu. At this time, he seemed to have returned to his original appearance in the blue sky and said nothing.

Yinzhu glared at Rufitt. Since he was born, he had only contacted his own family. Zi and Qin Shang, Qin Shang's care and teachings for him were meticulous, and he had been with Qin Shang the longest time. In Yinzhu's heart, Qin Shang was already like his relatives. Although he didn't quite understand what a turtle was meant, he knew it was not a good thing.

Rufit looked at Yin Zhu in surprise. The handsome young man in white robe gave people a bright feeling as soon as he entered the door, especially his clear black eyes, which easily gave people a deep impression.

"I heard it right, are you going to challenge me?"

Yin Zhu nodded seriously and said, "Grandpa Qin is not here, I will accept your challenge for him."

"Young man, are you?" Diyala asked Yinzhu.

Yin Zhu glanced at Diyala and smiled softly, but did not reply. Instead, she sat down on the ground. He didn't understand anything. He was only angry at Rufit in his heart, and simply did not waste time.

As everyone was gaze with surprise, the brown-red Chun Leiqin had already appeared on his legs.

The spring thunder qin is thirty-nine inches long, seven inches wide on the shoulders, four and a half inches wide on the tail, brown-red paint, and the snake's belly is broken and the flowing water is broken. The word "Spring Thunder" is engraved above the dragon pond on the back, and the thirteen qin emblems below the strings are inlaid with white jade. One of the five famous zithers of the Qin Sect, the sound is pure and soft. For a divine sound master, the musical instrument is his magic wand.

"I'm going to start." Yin Zhu's left hand hung above the piano body, and his right hand plucked lightly on the strings, making a low and thick buzzing sound. The dark red light was floating, and Yin Zhu's eyes had already condensed on the strings. In just an instant, the indignation in his expression had completely disappeared, and the elegant aristocratic temperament quietly appeared with a neutral and peaceful feeling. Unfortunately, when the six magicians on the opposite side did not notice the changes in his expression when they saw the dark red light emitted from him.

What does the dark red magic power represent? It is just the lowest red level. Even the high-level red level is just an ordinary magician, not even the level of an intermediate magician. The six Rufits have at least the level of a high-level magician. What's more, the handsome young man in front of him seems to be a divine sound master. Looking at the light emitted by Yin Zhu, they couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, it's you. Praise Falan." Diyala's eyes widened in surprise. When he saw Yin Zhu's eight fingers, he immediately understood who the child was in front of him. However, before he could stop him, the sound of the piano had already started.

When Yin Zhu poured his spirit into the strings, he had forgotten everything outside, or ignored everything outside, and the heart strings in his heart merged with the strings of the guqin. At this time, there was only the mystery of fingers and strings, sounds and meanings, form and spirits, virtues and art that Qin Shang had told him, and he murmured: "The essence of sound is the depth of the intention."

In an instant, the hall of the guild lit up, and the light came from two positions, one was the silver magic six-pointed star in the middle of the hall, and the other was the seven strings on Yinzhu's knees, the spring thunder qin. The silver light burst out instantly, and Yinzhu's voice seemed to contain countless magic powers. The contemptuous gaze instantly solidified, and a series of low, melodious and endless zither sounds dissipated, and with the dark red light, they instantly sprinkled throughout the hall.

The tune is a bit sad, but more heavy, which is exactly the song "Yangguan Sandistan" that Yinzhu used to say goodbye to the beast friends in the bamboo forest. With different mentality and different pianos, the sound effects played are completely different. At this time, the sadness is slightly lighter and thicker. In an instant, everyone present is filled with a heavy feeling, and even the magic elements in the air are affected, becoming sluggish and solidified.

Rufit frowned. He was surprised to find that the sound of the piano actually made his mood a little panicked, and even his own emotions were mobilized. He was shocked and thought to himself that it seemed that this young divine voice master was not that simple. Unfortunately, he did not look back at his companions now. If that were the case, he might pay more attention to the Yinzhu in front of him. The two green-level magicians were already staring dull, and their faces were still as if they were laughing just now. The three yellow-level magicians were even more confused, and their bodies were shaking slightly and unable to control themselves. Obviously, they had lost control of their bodies.

There is another nickname for a spiritual magician, that is, a magician killer. How easy is it to sing in front of a spiritual magician?
Chapter completed!