Enchanting Divine Sound Master

Chapter 288 Trial of Shenyin, Retrieve Love (4)
"Do you admit defeat now or fight with me?" Le Wushuang said, raising the bow in his right palm and threateningly.

"Am I stupid? If I take a step out of here, my whole body will be injured. Forget it, although the profession of a divine music teacher is weak, I still can't fight in close combat, but I really want to know how to break through the sixth-level sound guide, and you What is the instrument in your hand?"

Facing Lianjing's frenzy, Le Wushuang held his forehead deeply and said, "If you want to discuss it, go ahead and talk about it."

"Okay, I'll wait." After Lian Jing nodded, the rhythm under her feet disappeared.He walked down the stage with an unknown smile on his face.

In this match, I quickly eliminated a divine musician, but... that was by luck.

Behind him, there were different footsteps. This footstep was very slow, but it gave people a light feeling.

Le Wushuang turned around and saw the enchanting Qianhe in red, holding Hei Xiao, walking towards Le Wushuang step by step.

Seeing Qianhe and seeing his mask, I was a little worried, is he him?
Qianhe stood in front of Le Wushuang. At this time, his behavior was different from before, but his movements were exactly the same as that person.

"Xiao Wushuang, why do you look at me like this? I will mistakenly think that you really have a crush on me. Although I know that I can take care of all ages, but... I don't mind a true love."

"Get out!" Le Wushuang really wanted to kick him away.

"I can't leave yet! If I leave, it will be counted as my loss." Hei Xiao said while playing with his fingers.

"In that case, let's start!" Le Wushuang clenched the violin tightly and said.

"I don't want to compete with you this time. What I want is to fight with you in close combat. Turn your voice into a blade, and kill countless gods of war." When Qianhe spoke, the domineering spirit in his mouth kept showing.

Too similar, really too similar, Chizuru, is it really you?
Chizuru raised her palm, took off the mask on her face, and threw it on the ground.

The mask fell to the ground again with a crisp sound.

However, Le Wushuang's breathing almost stopped.

The surroundings are very quiet, very quiet, as if I am the only one breathing.

The wind blew gently, and the black hair floated past Le Wushuang's mouth, but those abyss-like and pearl-like eyes flashed with unknown emotions.

Yan Feijun raised his head and saw the familiar face standing on the stage, his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

To be honest, ever since I met Qianhe, my heart has rejected him very much.

"It's really you!" Le Wushuang yelled at Qianhe.

The phoenix eyes are enchanting, but the corners of the mouth that used to be cold and unsmiling are raised. The familiar face is handsome and glamorous, but Qianhe, who is wearing a fiery red robe, is not as cold as before.

He smiled and said, "You've got the wrong person."

Listening to his voice, there is no anger at all, but my heart is still very anxious.

Why do they look so similar?

why?
"Let's start the game!" Qianhe said, holding Hei Xiao tightly, and flicking it vigorously, a sharp long sword appeared at Hei Xiao's tail.

Le Wushuang pursed his lips in surprise.

If it is really him, then he should have the breath of death.

If it wasn't him, why did he have the same ability.

It's him, he's still a divine musician, they both have the same profession, yet they confuse someone's eyes.

Le Wushuang raised his right hand and swung it vigorously, a sharp blade light appeared, and dazzling light radiated from the tip of the blade.

The burning flame was not Le Wushuang's anger.

The corner of Qianhe's mouth raised a smile, his body flickered, and he quickly appeared behind Le Wushuang.

"So fast!" Le Wushuang clicked his tongue, but at the same time, he avoided the fatal move.

The severed hair fell softly on the ground. Le Wushuang stepped on the ground and sank deeply. A gust of wind and thick smoke billowed up. In the speed of intertwined fire and light, the light of the bow and knife exuded blue light , that is water mist.

Qianhe swung Hei Xiao, stabbing at Le Wushuang's heart.

Le Wushuang tilted her body, gripped the bow tightly, and dragged the black notes. At the same time, the flames continued to burn under her feet, and the flowing water formed a water dragon and gnawed madly at Qianhe.

Qianhe stepped back again and again, and the white light streaked across the water dragon, directly attacking Le Wushuang.Le Wushuang leaned his body, and quickly dodged this fatal move.

Sound, put out the frenzied water dragon.

Le Wushuang dodged and appeared in front of Qianhe again.Now, the two of them were simply fighting face to face, letting explosions continue to explode around them.

Thick smoke billowed, completely covering the figures of the two of them, and the only thing that could be heard was the piercing sound of weapons colliding with each other.

Yan Feijun stood outside and could only wait. He was [-]% sure in his heart that Le Wushuang would be fine and would succeed.

There was more and more smoke, and the twelve constellations watching Le Wushuang fighting from the water mirror couldn't help but express their appreciation.

Although Qianhe is a divine music teacher, he is also a swordsman with quite powerful abilities.If he hadn't come to become a divine music teacher back then, maybe he would have become one of the twelve constellations today.

The dust quickly spread around, but there was an enchantment around it, blocking it back to its original place.

The sound lasted for a long time, and the speed increased to a final slowness. Eventually, the sound stopped and everything would return to the way it was before.

"Cough cough cough!" Le Wu fanned the surrounding dust with both hands, "Have you surrendered yet?"

Qianhe chuckled a few times, and said: "Although I'm a bit unwilling, but... it's an honor to be defeated by you."

"Since that's the case, does another divine musician need to compete?" Le Wushuang opened the barrier to evolve the surrounding dust.

Fu Ji stood up and walked towards the ring step by step.

Almost the ground trembled as he walked.Looking down at Qianhe who was covered in dust all over, he said, "You must be too embarrassed!"

"You don't mind! I don't mind if I like it!" Qianhe slowly got up, this battle was exciting, but she also hurt herself.

But... I dare not hurt her, is it because she is the purest blood?
Puzzled, Chizuru shook his head and smiled, and sat down on the chair.In the next second, someone came over to bandage his wound.

Fu Ji stood face to face with Le Wushuang, with a stone face expressionless, stretched out his palm, and then took off the mask on his face and said: "Today's competition ends here."

After finishing speaking, I left.

Le Wushuang originally wanted to fight for a while longer, but he didn't expect that Fu Ji came to announce the result, with words.

wow!Lao Zhi was so nervous just now, so he came to announce the result!

Le Wushuang sat down weakly, at this moment, Yan Feijun ran towards Le Wushuang quickly.

(End of this chapter)