Open up and break into another world

The Six-Fingered Sovereign wildly stroked his hands, and countless notes flowed from his fingertips.

The passionate and mighty music was like ten thousand horses galloping, like the heavens collapsing and the earth splitting. The geniuses participating in the martial arts tournament became as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

However…

Li Xiujie suffered!

The Six-Fingered Sovereign's music became even more varied and ever-changing, and Xu Ming's rhythm of slapping faces was, of course, not to be outdone!

Smack! Smack smack smack! Smack smack!

Smack! Smack smack smack! Smack smack!

The rhythm of the slaps perfectly kept up with every note of the Six-Fingered Sovereign.

The melody and rhythm complemented each other, a veritable "match made in heaven"!

"What precise rhythm!"

The Six-Fingered Sovereign fully felt the cadence and rhythm contained within the sound of the slaps.

Clearly, it was just the sound of "smack smack smack smack," but it sounded like a song, fully in tune with the artistic conception of the melody.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderfully inexpressible!"

The Six-Fingered Sovereign was completely intoxicated by the sound of the slaps; he only wanted to say—this was a slap with a story!

Nonsense!

Of course, it had a story!

Brother Ming's slaps had struck so many geniuses, so many great powers, how could it not have a story?

As another piece ended, the Six-Fingered Sovereign seemed to want to continue testing the rhythm of the slaps; after a moment of thought, he decided to bring out his signature skill, the "Myriad Gods and Demons Song"!

With a casual stroke, the Six-Fingered Sovereign unleashed boundless, majestic power, crushing the entire scene.

Rumble…

Stately and spirited!

It was as if billions of gods and demons were going on an expedition, the majestic and passionate atmosphere infecting every genius and great power.

A string of notes flowed out, like billions of gods and demons roaring. The rhythm contained within was so complex and unpredictable that it was simply unbelievable.

"Let's see if you can keep up this time!" the Six-Fingered Sovereign thought expectantly—his zither skills were already so sophisticated that he was lonely at the top! Now, it was not easy to find "a kindred spirit who understood his music," so the Six-Fingered Sovereign was, of course, excited!

"Hmm?" Xu Ming couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "Why has the accompaniment suddenly become so passionate?"

The Six-Fingered Sovereign's accompaniment was mainly to get the geniuses participating in the martial arts tournament excited; only in this way would the atmosphere of the tournament be intense and exciting!

Generally speaking, the accompaniment would be gradual, slowly becoming more and more passionate. But now, the martial arts tournament had just begun, and the Six-Fingered Sovereign had directly revealed the most passionate accompaniment—this inevitably made Xu Ming feel a little strange.

Smack smack smack! Smack smack smack! Smack smack! Smack smack!…

Li Xiujie's face had already been slapped beyond recognition.

As Xu Ming used the "Forced Face-Slapping" cheat to swing his slaps, his technique became more and more skilled!

Rumble… Rumble…

The vast music of billions of gods and demons roaring!

Smack smack smack! Smack smack smack!…

The slaps perfectly kept up with every rhythm!

The more the Six-Fingered Sovereign played, the more he felt refreshed and exhilarated.

The more Xu Ming slapped, the more he felt refreshed and exhilarated.

As for the pitiful Li Xiujie…

The Six-Fingered Sovereign had finally encountered a kindred spirit, and was in high spirits, so how could he have time to care how miserably Li Xiujie was being slapped!—Playing the zither to his heart's content was the most important thing!

Only after playing the entire "Myriad Gods and Demons Song" did the Six-Fingered Sovereign still feel unsatisfied: "Since I created the 'Myriad Gods and Demons Song,' no one has ever been able to keep up with my melody! To meet a kindred spirit today is truly a great comfort in my life! A great comfort…"

What to do if he was still unsatisfied?

Then play the "Myriad Gods and Demons Song" again!

Rumble…

Stately and spirited!

Smack smack smack!…

The other Sovereign-level great powers' sense of rhythm was naturally far less keen than the Six-Fingered Sovereign's. Therefore, it was not until the Six-Fingered Sovereign began playing the "Myriad Gods and Demons Song" for the second time that some Sovereigns noticed something was wrong.

The first to feel that something was wrong was the Holy Emperor City Lord.

"Six-Fingered Sovereign!" The Holy Emperor City Lord thought for a moment and said, "Look… isn't your zither music a little too passionate?"

The Li Family Head even shouted, "Six-Fingered Sovereign! Stop! Stop! Stop!—Stop your zither music!"

"Stop?" The Six-Fingered Sovereign looked at the Li Family Head.

The Li Family Head said, "Have you noticed that the sound of Xiujie being slapped is very consistent with the rhythm of your 'Myriad Gods and Demons Song'?"

Six Fingers 主宰闻言， 不禁 微微 有些 心虚 ； 不过 ， 他 还 是 装出 一 副 什么 都 不 知道 的 样子 ， 道 ： “ 是 吗 ？ 我 还 真 没 注意 ！ ”

Hearing this, the Six-Fingered Sovereign couldn't help but feel a little guilty; however, he still pretended not to know anything and said, "Really? I really didn't notice!"

The Li Family Head continued, "Six-Fingered Sovereign, stop your zither music! Maybe the sound of the slaps on Xiujie's face will stop!"

"Hmm!?" The Six-Fingered Sovereign couldn't help but frown and shouted, "Li Family Head, what do you mean by this? Do you think that your son being slapped has something to do with me?"

"No, no, no! Absolutely not!" The Li Family Head said repeatedly.

"Hmph! Then I'll see if the sound of the slaps will stop when I stop my zither music!" The Six-Fingered Sovereign pretended to be aggrieved on the surface, but in reality, he felt regret in his heart, thinking—it's easy to get gold, but hard to find a kindred spirit! I really don't know when I'll be able to play with this mysterious Daoist friend who slaps faces again?

Zheng!

The Six-Fingered Sovereign's zither music came to an abrupt halt.

"Uh…" Xu Ming's slaps couldn't help but pause slightly, "Where's the accompaniment? I was slapping so happily! Why is the accompaniment gone?"

Without the "Myriad Gods and Demons Song" as accompaniment, Xu Ming felt that something was missing when he continued to slap like this.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't slap so hard anymore, let's switch to a lighter rhythm!" Xu Ming thought to himself, "But… what lighter rhythm is good?"

He thought for a moment.

"Then let's start with the rhythm of 'General's Order'!"

Smack! Smack! Smack smack smack! Smack! Smack! Smack smack smack!…

Having chosen the song, Xu Ming slapped happily.

"Oh—" The new rhythm made the Six-Fingered Sovereign's spirits lift, "This rhythm, although simple, sounds somewhat passionate! It seems… the mysterious great power who is secretly slapping Li Xiujie is indeed quite accomplished in music!"

The Six-Fingered Sovereign sighed secretly: "I really want to meet this person face to face and exchange ideas about music! I wonder if there will be a chance!"

At the same time, the Six-Fingered Sovereign looked at Li Xiujie and said coldly, "Li Family Head, my zither music has stopped, but the sound of the slaps hasn't stopped!"

The Li Family Head was anxious and didn't have the mind to argue with the Six-Fingered Sovereign. He cupped his fists, apologized, and continued to find a way to investigate the origin of these slaps—he couldn't let Li Xiujie's entire martial arts tournament be conducted with slaps on his face, could he!?

It's just that the "Forced Face-Slapping" cheat left no traces to be found; not to mention Li Xiujie, even if a Saint came in person, he wouldn't be able to find out anything.

Smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack…

At this time, Xu Ming had already finished slapping to the rhythm of "General's Order" and changed to the rhythm of "East Wind Breaks." While slapping, Xu Ming's Qi Luck Flow clone, hidden in the World Ring, hummed triumphantly: "Who is playing the Pipa, playing a song of East Wind Breaks…"