On the platform, Si Xueyi and Gu Xingchen sat down a hundred feet apart.

Behind Gu Xingchen were the mighty Tianyin Academy monks, and behind Si Xueyi were Duan Muxi and Fu Hongyao who never left behind.

The atmosphere in Qianqiu Square was extremely tense.

The sage who stands high above the Panlong Stone Pillar, the guest of honor in the Holy City of Tianxu on the VIP platform.

There were tens of thousands of monks watching the battle, and everyone's eyes were focused on Si Xueyi and Gu Xingchen.

Saint Lord Qianyang smiled and waved his hand: "Let's get started, let the world have a good look at the style of the music master of our Holy Academy."

As his voice fell, Gu Xingchen took the lead, placing his fingers on the strings and starting to play with them.

boom!

The moment the first note came out from his fingertips, the sound of thunder seemed to ring in everyone's ears, making their souls tremble and tremble.

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, the sound of the piano was like thunder, the sound shook the sky, the sky and the earth were pale, and the wind and clouds were changing.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

After the sound of the piano reverberated, there was the ancient sound of fighting, which kept ringing in everyone's ears, each one louder than the other.

This sound made people's hair stand on end, their scalps went numb, and many monks were severely frightened.

"Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song!"

Someone immediately recognized it, it was the famous Nine Star Formation Breaking Song.

When everyone thought that Gu Xingchen was going to play the Spring River Flower Moonlight Night that amazed him in the Holy Court, he played a nine-star breaking formation song.

"This is the song of killing. Is it necessary during the competition?"

"This is a killing song on the battlefield. It is rumored that if this nine-star formation-breaking song reaches a high level, it can inspire the murderous intent of millions of soldiers on the battlefield, and even the strong Saint King will have to avoid its edge."

"The number of sergeants who died under the Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song is at least one million. If we use it to deal with Si Xueyi now, wouldn't we treat him like a dead man?"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Gu Xingchen was not here to compete at all.

Clang Clang Clang!

The rhythm of the piano music changes faster. Gu Xingchen's brows are raised slightly, his eyes are sharp, and murderous aura rises from his body, stirring up the wind and clouds and changing at his fingertips.

Si Xueyi, what are you fighting with me for?

Gu Xingchen looked sharply ahead, his eyes full of arrogance.

"Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song, I haven't heard this for many years..."

Si Xueyi was stunned for a moment when she heard this song.

His memory went back to 900 years ago, in that era of turmoil and killings, when he was still a young marshal leading a group of brothers to fight everywhere.

At that time, the formation-breaking music included not only the guqin, but also war drums, as well as nine musical instruments including the long Xiao and the jade flute.

As soon as the killing song sounded, the heaven and earth shook, and nine stars outside the sky descended to earth. Let the killing and blood fill your body, and you could only move forward without retreating.

In the midst of these thoughts, the image transformed by Gu Xingchen's music and rhythm evolved into a demonic fog that filled the sky and tried to swallow Si Xueyi alive.

There were also terrifying roars in the magic mist, and many vague humanoid monsters could be seen vaguely.

But just when the vast murderous aura was about to overwhelm Si Xueyi, he finally moved, and an ethereal and sweet piano sound seemed to resound in the mountains.

Clang!

Just one word can stop the spreading demonic mist.

The magic mist seemed to be slowed down by time, stopping at the moment when it annihilated Si Xueyi, and could never go any further.

Clang Clang Clang!

Si Xueyi lowered his head and played the piano with a calm expression, not looking at the terrifying magic mist at all.

His clothes were as white as snow, he was quiet and peaceful, even his hair was only trembling slightly.

As the melodious sound of the piano floated out from Si Xueyi's fingertips, the thick fog as black as ink became dim and transparent little by little.

The tens of thousands of monks in the audience stared with wide eyes and expressions of disbelief.

"Autumn, Qiu Yuebai?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Si Xueyi plays Qiu Yue Bai, which is a piece that children can play and is often used to teach novices.

To be exaggerated, half of the people present could basically play it after hearing it once.

But it was Qiu Yuebai, who everyone knew, that blocked the incomparable Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song.

"How is this possible?!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Many saints on the Panlong Stone Pillar, at the VIP table

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Among the guests, Feng Ziyu and Ji Changkong were very far away.

They were all stunned, showing exactly the same expression.

The frost is all over the sky, illuminating clear shadows, and the blue sky is like a wash reflecting the moon. I meet again today in the broken formation song, where can I send my longing to my old friend?

A song of white autumn moon, please listen to the song in the wind.

"How is this done?"

Ji Changkong's face was more solemn than ever before, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He looked at Si Xueyi with eyes full of incomprehensible shock.

"How difficult is this...?"

Feng Ziyu's musical attainments are far less than the former's. He knows that Qiu Yuebai is very good, but he doesn't know how difficult it is.

Ji Changkong was a little crazy and said bitterly: "It's not difficult, but it's not difficult... it's unbelievable, because you can't understand it at all."

As Ji Changkong said, the melody of Qiu Yue Bai is extremely simple, and even playing flowers is not very good.

But why can it block the Nine-Star Breaking Formation Song?

It doesn’t make sense!

Seeing him like this, Feng Ziyu asked tentatively: "Is it possible that it's just because it sounds good? Gu Xingchen's music is both thunderous and shouting, and the sound is very terrifying, but how can I shout?

It sounds really unpleasant."

Her words woke up the dreamer, and a flash of lightning flashed across Ji Changkong's mind, and he suddenly woke up.

He looked at Feng Ziyu in surprise and did not look away for a long time.

Feng Ziyu was a little confused: "Why are you looking at me?"

Ji Changkong smiled and said: "You are right, it just sounds good. It is not Qiu Yuebai, but Qiu Yuebai that Si Xueyi talked about sounds good."

He was almost the first one in the audience to wake up.

It has nothing to do with Qiu Yuebai. Even if Si Xueyi doesn't talk about any music and just talks about Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, the Nine Star Breaking Formation Song will not be able to do anything to him.

"Stable."

Ji Changkong said: "The only suspense now is whether Si Xueyi can stop Gu Xingchen's weird tricks."

Gu Xingchen's expression on the platform changed drastically, and he looked extremely shocked.

Si Xueyi didn't even look at him, she just sang Qiu Yuebai and easily resolved the Nine Star Breaking Formation Song.

First, the magic fog was dispelled.

Immediately afterwards, all the ghost skeletons hidden in the magic mist were swept away by the autumn wind, and disappeared in front of everyone like rotten wood.

Buzz!

One of Gu Xingchen's piano strings trembled, and the tune suddenly became chaotic. It was completely impossible to talk about the Nine Stars Breaking Formation Song.

On the other hand, the other party was still dressed in white and looked indifferent.

Gu Xingchen was very decisive. His thoughts moved slightly and his fingers suddenly changed.

The melody suddenly changed to "Spring River, Flowers and Moonlight Night", the song that made him famous in the past and amazed the entire Holy Academy.

The vast and majestic imagery of this song, the magnificent atmosphere, the spring light, the river, the bright moon, and the boundless night, were all played by Gu Xingchen.

"Wonderful!"

Many monks in Qianqiu Square looked gentle, with admiration and shock on their faces.

"It has to be the Spring River Flower Moonlight Night!"

"How many people can't even scratch the surface of this moonlit night on the Spring River? Gu Xingchen is already in the realm of great success."

"This is the upright way. When the flowers on the spring river come out on a moonlit night, no matter how good the white bombs on the autumn moon are, they can't beat it."
To be continued...