A single sound of the zither struck, shattering clouds and stones. Unlike the usual gentle tones, this one carried a strong sense of killing intent.
The voice passed through the grand formation and reached everyone's ears, causing their souls to tremble violently, as if their entire soul was trembling.
Some with weaker soul power felt a sharp pain in their souls and hurriedly gathered their strength to resist, their faces filled with shock.
"So terrifying. She hadn't exerted any force before, only using the strings of her zither to condense an invisible sword, releasing force outward.
Now she focused her mind within, and the music focused on the soul, making it impossible to defend against. Someone exclaimed in surprise.
Ever since Liao Yuhuang appeared, she had always used a single approach, until Long Chen showed up and finally revealed her true abilities.
"We have a grand formation to isolate us. Logically, attacks shouldn't be able to be transmitted. With such a great distance, we still have to endure such great pressure.
So how terrifying must Long Chen be on the arena to endure? People looked at Long Chen's calm and composed expression, unable to imagine what kind of attack he was enduring standing opposite Liao Yuhuang.
Long Chen stood on the stage, hands behind his back, like a devoted listener, quietly listening to Liao Yuhuang's performance.
"Showing off your embarrassment."
Seeing Long Chen remain calm, Liao Yuhuang, who had been playing the zither with one hand, suddenly switched to playing with both hands, her jade-like hand rapidly plucking the strings.
"Zheng zheng zheng zheng..."
The sound of the zither surged violently. From Liao Yuhuang's fingertips, ripples appeared and spread outward, and the entire grand formation began to tremble continuously in sync with the music.
"Bang!"
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Bang!" "Boom"
On the inner observation platform, as tea and drinks flowed on, as the music of the zither played, the vessels shattered one after another. As the instruments shattered, people felt their souls trembling continuously. It was as if his soul was about to leave his body.
"You... What's wrong with you? On
the viewing platform, someone exclaimed, shocked to find blood seeping from his companion's eyes, ears, and nose, while the man himself felt nothing at all.
As the man cried out in alarm, the others noticed that many of their orifices began to bleed, and for a moment, the entire viewing platform was thrown into chaos.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, a light screen appeared on the arena, once again enveloping it with a protective shield. When that shield fell, the stabbing pain in everyone's souls instantly lessened significantly.
People stared in horror at Liao Yuhuang on the arena. They had never imagined that a single piece of the zither could produce such a terrifying sound. Without the grand formation as barriers, aside from those super powerhouses, who among them could withstand such a massive sonic attack?
"It's terrifying. I've long heard that the Four Ancient Sects possess the oldest and most terrifying inheritance. The Qin Sect is the leader of the four, but it's rare to see disciples roaming the martial world. Today, we finally see such a legendary and terrifying presence." Some couldn't help but sigh that this martial arts tournament was truly worth it.
"Liao Yuhuang is terrifying, but Long Chen is just as twisted. He just stands right in front of Liao Yuhuang, enduring all the impacts without moving an inch."
The space on the arena twisted, ripples spreading, and Long Chen stood more than ten zhang in front of Liao Yuhuang, quietly listening to her zither music without the slightest sign of change.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Suddenly, Liao Yuhuang's music changed, shifting from high to urgent. The moment the music shifted, cracks spread across the entire arena.
"Rumble...
The surface of the arena collapsed, countless piles of earth sinking down, as if one were about to fall into an endless abyss.
The ground beneath Long Chen's feet did not collapse; the surrounding soil collapsed, forming a thin, long pillar of earth, resembling an inverted stalactite, looking so strange.
"What is that?" Is it an illusion? People
watched as the arena turned into a bottomless abyss, with no end in sight, as if the mouth of a giant beast was terrifying.
"It doesn't look like it. If it were an illusion, there wouldn't be any intact space beneath Long Chen's feet. He must have used some method to block Liao Yuhuang's attack and protect the ground beneath his feet."
Just as everyone was speculating, the arena slowly began to restore. Only then did people realize it wasn't a phenomenon, but a real phenomenon. Once the arena is damaged, it will automatically repair.
However, since the tournament began, there had never been a case where a single person could instantly destroy the arena to such a state.
"Wow, although I feel this Liao Yuhuang is an extremely powerful figure, I didn't expect him to be even more terrifying than I imagined." Bai Xiaole stuck out his tongue. His intuition told him he couldn't beat Liao Yuhuang, but he still underestimated her strength.
"Clang"
—At that moment, the urgent piano music suddenly stopped. A heavy note rang out, and in that instant, the powerful figures present felt their hearts contract violently.
Everyone was shocked. Liao Yu held the zither with her jade-like hands, plucking a string with one hand and plucking it forcefully. This was no longer just playing a piece; she had channeled some magical power into the string.
"Clang!"
Liao Yuhuang struck a second string. When the second string sounded, everyone's minds felt like they were about to explode. They were terrified, unsure whether to keep watching or to flee.
That zither sound was different from ordinary attacks. Even with the formation blocking it, it could still leak through. If it hurt them, the formation simply couldn't block it.
Just as Liao Yuhuang's hand pressed the third string, Long Chen suddenly let out a long, sky-high howl. The roar was like a dragon's roar, piercing clouds and rocks, piercing through the great formation and soaring into the sky, like the roar of a god or the roar of a demon king. A wave of sound swept across the entire arena.
The sound of the zither collided with the howl, causing the entire arena to shake violently, and Long Chen and Liao Yuhuang were both sent flying backward.
The two steadied themselves and stood in the void. The arena beneath them was completely shattered, and the formation was slowly repairing, but its repair speed could never keep up with the destruction, so it had never been fully intact.
"Liao Yuhuang is injured!"
someone cried out in alarm. People noticed that one of Liao Yuhuang's hands was hanging low, with fresh blood slowly dripping down her fingers.
"Sorry, your mental power is too strong. This is already my limit—I have to fight back." Long Chen said apologetically.
Liao Yuhuang shook his head and said, "It's my lack of skill. There are many loopholes in the twists and turns in the syllables. I feel truly ashamed to say this."
Brother Long only defended without attacking, which was already a huge concession. My younger sister shamelessly used the Five-Tone Profound Technique, making people laugh at me.
Thank you, Brother Long, for showing mercy. From today's battle, I gained a lot, and if I get the chance, I will repay you. After
saying this, Liao Yuhuang bowed to Long Chen, hugged the guqin, and teleported out of the arena. She admitted defeat.
Long Chen returned to the viewing platform, and Luo Bing and the others immediately came to offer their congratulations. It had to be said, their hearts had been in their throats just now. Who would have thought Liao Yuhuang could be so terrifying.
"Actually, she was holding back; we were just using spiritual strengthAfter a contest, if they went all out, no one knew who would win or lose. Long Chen looked at Liao Yuhuang in the distance and couldn't help but feel emotional. With Liao Yuhuang so terrifying, then the Qin Sect should be Ziyan's best choice.
"Spiritual power?" How can your spiritual power be so terrifying? Lu Mingxuan said in shock. You have to know, spiritual power is the hardest thing to cultivate. This thing is mysterious and hard to explain, yet Long Chen and Liao Yuhuang were facing off with such intangible and tangible spiritual power—this was beyond what most people could understand.
"The draw for the semifinals has begun." Luo Xue hurriedly said. For a moment, everyone became tense; the upcoming battle was likely to become even more intense.
"Buzz!"
Bai Shishi's nameplate lit up. When they saw the name on it, everyone's expressions instantly turned serious.
"Ku Wuya"