God of Taoism

  Chapter 159 Snap Fingers to Silence the Sound (Subscription required)

But soon Hongling discovered that her piano sound didn't seem to have any influence on Bai Cangdong. Still can't shake his soul.

Bai Cangdong himself is good at the power of the phonology, and his verbal punishment is much more domineering than this "Seven Waves Soul Absorbing Qin". In addition, although he is only the ninth grade, his vigor is by no means inferior to the holy grade. The sound of the piano didn't really affect him at all.

Bai Cangdong frowned, because Hong Ling's sixth piece of foreign music was played forcibly, and it completely lost the beauty of the first five pieces, which made him very boring to listen to, and it could even be said that he was a little impatient. It naturally showed on the face.

  Hong Ling felt a little hopeless, she played the sixth piece with extraordinary performance, but seeing that the sixth piece was coming to an end, Bai Cangdong remained unmoved, which made Hongling a little discouraged.

  Besides, Hongling felt like she was at the end of her strength now, her body was churning with energy and energy, and if she continued to play, she might not be able to complete the sixth chapter, and she herself would suffer some internal injuries.

When Hongling was considering whether to give up and continue playing, she suddenly saw that impatient expression on Bai Cangdong's face, and she suddenly became angry. She didn't know why she was so angry, and she no longer had the intention of giving up, so she gritted her teeth Continue playing.

   After forcibly finishing the sixth chapter, Hong Ling's mouth had a trace of blood oozing out, and the blood churning in her body was already a little uncontrollable.

  But Hong Ling didn't care about it now, and the sound of the piano turned, and she went directly to the seventh soul.

The three of Yuxiu were startled, anxious like ants on a hot pot, Hongling forced to play the sixth piece of foreign language, and at most suffered some internal injuries, and it would be fine to take care of it, but forced to play the seventh piece Soul, then it may be eaten back by the sound of the piano, and it is not something that can be cured for a few days.

  But if they forcibly stop Hongling now, Hongling will definitely be directly countered by the sound of the piano, and the situation is even worse.

   "Hongling, what are you doing, stop quickly, don't play the seventh chapter." Yuxiu scolded Hongling, but she didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing Hongling and causing her piano sound to backlash.

  The red bell didn't seem to hear it, and forced to play the seventh soul.

"Snapped!"

  Bai Cangdong looked at the red bell coldly, and suddenly stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers. The sound of the snapped fingers rang in everyone's ears, but all the sounds suddenly disappeared except for the snapped fingers.

  Hong Ling tapped her fingers on the strings, but the strings didn't make any sound. The only sound in her ears was the snap of her fingers, as if all the other sounds were directly erased.

   Hong Ling stopped playing the piano in a daze, and stared blankly at Bai Cangdong.

   "That's it for now, I'm going to rest." Bai Cangdong got up and walked into the cabin as he said that. The sixth chapter, which was already very reluctant, already made him a little unhappy, so he didn't have the mood to continue listening.

   "Who the **** is this guy?" Yu Hualong was stunned for a while before saying with a complicated expression.

   "Hongling, are you alright?" Yuxiu asked while pulling Hongling.

   "I'm fine." Hong Ling shook her head slightly, but she couldn't help feeling aggrieved in her heart, her eyes were red: "Senior Sister Yuxiu, am I very useless?"

"How could it be?" Yuxiu touched Hong Ling's head, and said with a wry smile: "If I guessed correctly, that person should also be good at the power of the phonology, and his cultivation is much stronger than yours. Your piano sound is right. It is normal for him to be useless, when you are promoted to the holy rank and can really play the seventh soul, you will have the opportunity to compete with him."

  Yuxiu comforted Hongling so much, but when she thought of Bai Cangdong snapping her fingers and immediately erasing the terrifying power of all voices, she actually felt that even if Hongling was promoted to the holy rank, she might be useless in front of that person.

  Hong Ling bit her lip and said: "I will definitely be promoted to the holy rank as soon as possible, learn the seventh soul, and then compete with him."

"Okay, let's go back to rest, it's getting dark and the wind is blowing." Yuxiu pulled the red bell back to the cabin, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "It seems that this trip to Nanli Academy is not as expected. It’s as simple as it sounds. Who the **** is he? Why have I never heard of this person before? How could an ordinary Nanli ninth-rank scribe disciple possess such ability and courage.”

  After Hongling fell asleep, Yuxiu couldn't fall asleep, so she got up and went to the room of Yuhualong and disciple Luo.

   "Senior Sister Yuxiu, our trip to Nanli this time may not be as smooth as we thought before." Yu Hualong said after letting Yuxiu into the room without falling asleep.

   "If it was you, how sure are you that you can defeat him?" Yuxiu looked at Yu Hualong and said.

   "I don't know if I haven't really played, but it seems that he should be good at the power of the sound system. I still have an advantage against him." Yu Hualong thought for a while and said.

  Yuxiu nodded: "If he comes out to compete after arriving at Nanli Academy, it's up to you to deal with it."

   "Not good, he will leave it to me." Yuhualong was about to agree, when the disciple surnamed Luo said suddenly.

   "Why, Junior Brother Luo, are you interested in him?" Yu Hualong looked at the disciple Luo surnamed strangely. Although Bai Cangdong acted strangely, he didn't think that Bai Cangdong could really compete with the disciple surnamed Luo.

Yuxiu also looked at the student surnamed Luo in surprise. Among the scribes of Beiming Academy, there was no one worthy of disciple Luo surnamed to fight. Now he even opened his mouth to fight Bai Cangdong. Stronger than they imagined.

   "If I'm not mistaken, that Nanli disciple has already condensed his artistic conception." The disciple surnamed Luo said indifferently.

   "Artistic conception? How is this possible? How can a scribe disciple condense artistic conception?" Yu Hualong and Yuxiu looked at the disciple Luo surnamed in disbelief.

   "Didn't I also condense the artistic conception? If I can, naturally others can too." The disciple surnamed Luo said lightly.

   "What's the same, you are Jade Shura, how can he compare with you, he..." Yu Hualong said somewhat incoherently.

"Junior Brother Luo, do you really think he has condensed the artistic conception?" Yuxiu also couldn't believe it. It was shocking for an unborn swordsman like Yu Xiuluo to be able to condense the artistic conception at the scribe level. It is unbelievable that there are people in the academy who can condense artistic conception at the scribe level.

   "I don't think so, he just condensed the artistic conception. If you carefully recall his move Ba Yue Zhan, you will know that if the artistic conception has been condensed, it will definitely not have that kind of power." Yu Shura said firmly.

   "No wonder that move gave me such a sense of oppression. It turned out to be a condensed artistic conception. I didn't expect that Nanli Academy would produce such a terrifying genius." Yuxiu's expression became extremely complicated.

   "You don't have to worry, I will defeat him." Yu Shura said lightly, his angular face was full of firmness and confidence.

  (end of this chapter)