Who Awakened His Talent?

Su Yu narrowed his eyes and raised the Eternal Elegy.

The whole audience focused on him.

At this moment, the original tense and exciting fighting atmosphere disappeared, and the entire ring seemed to become his own stage.

"The moment is eternity."

"I have a song, please appreciate it."

Su Yu gently stroked the strings and put the bow on it.

At this moment, his eyes were completely closed, as if he was brewing something.

"What does he want to do? Why is he taking out the instrument at this time?"

"Performance art? Others are ready to besiege!"

"Brother, we admit that you are strong, but we can't disrespect your opponent!" Seeing Su Yu's actions, the audience in the square was immediately confused.

"No! Look, his violin... seems to be an epic weapon?" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

At the same time, everyone on the ring breathed heavily and felt a great sense of oppression.

"Gudu."

Lu Shen's expression changed for the first time.

Even when facing Song Tianlin, he had never been so solemn.

The old students of the three universities smelled the danger, and some of the professionals with only the fifth turn jumped off the stage directly.

Nie Zhiyuan frowned, swept the dust in his hand, and brought up a dreamy stardust.

"Taoism follows nature • Zhuang Zhou dreams of the butterfly!"

The next moment, the obsidian stage was surrounded by countless stars, as if in a dream.

If he didn't take action, I'm afraid that few people would survive later!

And at this moment, Su Yu opened his eyes.

"I will pull the silk thread, and you will... dance."

As he murmured, the bow began to wander on the strings.

Buzz~~~~~

A melodious tremor sounded, and the notes flowed from the violin.

The strong breath of death and doom quickly spread with Su Yu as the center point.

The sound of the violin was pleasant to the ears, as if telling the mystery between life and death, which made people unable to help but indulge in it.

However.

The next moment, everyone smelled a bloody smell in their noses.

When he came to his senses, he found that he was soaked in blood.

"Don't listen! Stop him!"

Someone shouted, but it was too late.

Everyone felt that the blood in their bodies seemed to be boiling and pouring out uncontrollably.

"Ah... How could this happen..."

Some weaker people had no time to react, their faces turned pale, and they collapsed to the ground.

In the range of Eternal Elegy, 1% of the health will be reduced per second.

However, at the fourth second, this effect is also enhanced by the End of the World!

That is, every four seconds, everyone will receive a four-fold critical hit, plus real damage, and will also have to bear the instant death judgment!

"You triggered the instant death effect and failed the instant death judgment!"

"Damn, there is an instant death judgment!" Fang Ke showed pain on his face, and the whole person collapsed on the ground, and his body began to disintegrate rapidly.

As a mechanic, his physique was weak and he could not bear it.

Fortunately, under Nie Zhiyuan's Taoism, he did not really die, and his figure soon appeared outside the ring again.

"This is fucking perverted!"

Looking at Su Yu playing the violin gracefully on the high platform, he couldn't help but curse.

This guy is too scary!

Several people tried to plug their ears to prevent the sound of the violin from entering their ears.

But this didn't work at all. Even if the mage used a soundproofing spell, he still couldn't block the sound of the violin!

Some veterans who came down from the battlefield took out legendary or epic equipment at this moment.

They tried to defend, but found that they couldn't defend at all.

So, everyone attacked Su Yu.

Ice rain, fireballs, long arrows...

Countless long-range means focused on Su Yu.

Su Yu was still immersed in the performance and had no intention of interrupting.

"A small incident of fate: you were besieged during the performance, and you were hit by two long-range attacks after dodging."

"Ding!"

"A small incident of fate: you were besieged during the performance, and you were hit by zero long-range attacks after dodging."

"Fate points +400."

After the fireball exploded and the ice rain fell, Su Yu stepped lightly and walked through the attacks of the crowd.

He didn't even open his eyes, just dancing to the music, and dodged all the attacks!

Seeing this scene, everyone's face was extremely ugly.

How can we fight this?

Su Yu paused slightly, and after the prelude ended, he looked at everyone: "Smile everyone, smile and dance for me!"

In an instant, the despair that Su Yu brought to everyone reached its peak.

"I give up..." A sixth-turn mage from the Holy Spirit Academy shouted hurriedly.

"Give up? Impossible! I'll fight him!"

A seventh-turn warrior had red eyes and rushed towards Su Yu regardless of everything.

Su Yu slightly side-eyed and began to play the chorus.

"You are being judged by mental power!!"

"If you fail the mental power judgment, you will fall into eternal sleep!!"

Plop!

Before his fist touched Su Yu, he fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

Hiss——

Seeing this, the remaining warriors retreated in unison, not daring to get close, their eyes full of fear.

The closer they were, the stricter the mental power judgment was. Facing Su Yu, these warriors were like facing their natural enemy!

"There is a mental power judgment? Isn't this too restraining for us?"

"Why is this kid's mental power so abnormal? Is he close to a seventh-turn mage?"

All the people in the War Academy looked at each other, and finally sighed: "We admit defeat."

Su Yu is now obviously going to enter the third round in advance and eliminate a group of people. It is better to leave the arena with dignity than to be killed by him.

With all the warriors giving up, only six seventh-turn mages from the Holy Spirit Academy, four sixth-turn and two fourth-turn mages from the Purgatory Academy, and four seventh-turn professionals from the Civilization Academy are left on the ring.

However, it is extremely difficult for them to persist.

Every four seconds, the terrifying instant death judgment makes them feel palpitations.

The warriors have thick blood and can withstand the impact of the decrease in health, but it is difficult to pass the mental power judgment.

The mages have strong mental power, but most of them are fragile and can't withstand a few quadruple crits at all.

The lethality of this eternal elegy is simply all-round and has no dead angles, making it hard for everyone to defend.

As the melody gradually changes from soothing to exciting, the depressing atmosphere becomes more and more intense.

"We admit defeat!"

"I admit defeat..."

One by one, the Seventh Turn Mages gritted their teeth and jumped off the stage with one last leap.

"We admit defeat too!" Several others also spoke up.

Soon, the song was about to end.

Only four people were left below the stage.

Lin Qianxue and Qin Huai were not eliminated because of Su Yu's deliberate control.

Of course, they were also very self-aware.

After getting into the top five, the two jumped off the stage in tacit understanding.

"I didn't expect it. It seems that this school competition will end early?"

"This song is so beautiful! Is it his original? I haven't heard a similar melody before."

"Haha! I'm afraid everyone who has heard it is dead!"

"..."

The audience was very excited.

Su Yu's song was extremely lethal, but it was indeed a masterpiece of a master. Just listening to it from a distance seemed to make people feel like they were in the cycle of life and death.

"What a rare experience."

Lu Shen was bleeding all over, like a bloody man.

However, he resisted to the end.

The other person was Song Tianlin.

He had a field added to him, so the effect of the Eternal Elegy was weakened a lot.

"Pa pa pa..."

Song Tianlin applauded and praised: "You are very powerful, your strength is strong enough, even much stronger than I imagined."

"Unfortunately, the stronger you are, the more you will die!"

As soon as the voice fell, blood-colored spells suddenly appeared around Song Tianlin.

At the same time, his disguise was completely removed.

At this moment, his name should be Du Xinghe.

The blood-colored lines around Du Xinghe instantly broke through Nie Zhiyuan's Taoism.

Then, he quickly flew into the sky.

"Everyone, the Advent Society greets you."