Silent Crown Chapter 134: Interpretation method

In the basement, a soft melody sounded at the young man’s fingertips.

When the strings tremble, they bring up a soft tone, the melody is like fine dust flying in the sun, quiet and melodious...

As Ye Qingxuan played, strands of water vapor slowly condensed from the air, attached to his body, and fluttered aimlessly in all directions.

Across from him, Charles, who was gnawing at the fruit, blew his whistle and raised the corner of his mouth: "Oh, that's good, the third time I succeeded?"

Ye Qingxuan directed the strands of water to float in the air, and answered: "Very simple melody, and all of them are basic runes. Although the movement itself is difficult to understand, there are interpretation methods to help you interpret and get started. It won’t be difficult?"

"I'm still worried about your complacency, it seems I don't need to say more."

Charles muttered, picked up a screw from the ground, and flicked his fingers towards the white wall behind Ye Qingxuan. The screw hit the wall, was bounced, and went straight up and down towards the back of Ye Qingxuan's head!

In mid-air, a fluttering line of water vapor was rubbed by a screw. In an instant, Ye Qingxuan stretched his backhand behind his head, as if he had eyes growing behind him, and gently caught the screw.

"Oh?"

Charle laughed: "I'm good at being skilled."

Ye Qingxuan spread his hands and threw the screw back into the box on the ground.

All over his body, those almost invisible lines of water vapor dance stiffly, and he is familiar with this feeling.

Now, the thin lines formed by the condensation of these water vapors are like extensions of his limbs, and Ye Qingxuan can quickly detect any slight touch.

Gradually, the fluttering of those thin water vapor lines became flexible, and Ye Qingxuan nodded with satisfaction: "At present, the first section of "Polero" is still very easy. I can master it this afternoon. ."

"Don't make a mistake, Ye Zi."

Charle shook his head and patted the boy's shoulder: "The most difficult part of "Bollero" is not in playing. It lies in..."

"——Apply!"

For an instant, Ye Qingxuan fell to the ground with a flower in front of his eyes. Almost fell a dog and gnawed mud

"Excuse me, I attacked."

Charle stretched out his wrists. Show him the slowly dissipating "music note. Qi", shook his head provocatively, and made a sound:

"Why don't our brothers practice? Those who lose have to wear women's clothes to buy dinner!"

Ye Qingxuan looked at him blankly. After he was sure he was serious, his eyes became dangerous: "That means I can beat you up casually?"

"Yes, come on~ Hero!"

Charle hooked his pinky head: "Let me see what the vengeful spirits in the famous city have."

"Although I know that you are agitating me, I will still be very angry. Brother."

Ye Qingxuan got up from the ground, pinched his knuckles, twisted his neck, and grinned: "I have been waiting for this day. I have been waiting for a long time."

"Hey."

Charles laughed embarrassedly, but without warning, a dazzling light burst out of his hands, which illuminated Ye Qingxuan's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he felt someone being bullied into his arms, his palm pressed against his chest.

"——General."

Charles smiled and tightened his fingers.

Boom!

Musical note. Qi burst out. The intense wind pressure lifted the boy, hit the wall, and finally landed on a pile of dust cloth.

A puddle of dust splashed.

"Forgot to tell you the rules."

Charles played deftly: "As long as you stand up, it starts. In other words. If you want to surrender, just lie down honestly."

"That's so sweet."

Ye Qingxuan coughed violently and got up from the thick dust: "However, I won't give you a chance to lie down."

The next moment, he flicked his fingers, and crisp notes burst from his fingertips, like the sound of frost cracking.

Frost rays flew out.

Charl took a step like an unexplored prophet, and then jumped back. Escaped the tricks of the young man's sneak attack.

Ye Qingxuan deceived his upper body before he could stand firmly. Use the way of the person to treat the person's body-music notes. Qi.

Boom!

Ye Qingxuan's eyes widened in surprise, and he flew out.

"That's why I said. You have to look at your feet when you walk."

Charle shook his head and lowered his head to the rune that dissipated on the ground. It was the note he left on the ground before he jumped. It was a technique for delayed release.

Easily lure someone into a trap.

"It looks like you have no experience in musician duels except for the challenge of the chief student."

Charle shook his head and sighed, beckoning to the teenager with a full face: "Come on, let brother help you make up this lesson."

"Tsk."

Ye Qingxuan vomited the dust floating in his mouth, and rushed on again.

Three seconds later, Shire retracted the palm that was pressing on Ye Qingxuan's heart. The young man lost his strength, kneeled and panted, sweat oozing out from his pores, leaving a mark on the ground.

That is the note he is best at. Flow!

"Have you rested?"

Charles paced around him unhurriedly, leisurely and comfortably: "It's okay, take some rest, and you don't have to fight until dinner."

This **** is still agitating him, Ye Qingxuan knows it well.

He simply sat on the ground and couldn't get up.

The irritated eyes gradually calmed down.

No, something is wrong, it's totally wrong... I'm completely crushed and beaten! It's like challenging a monster without any shape. So every time I lose, the place is inexplicable.

It's not that the opponent is strategically smart, or that the opponent is strong, it's not that you are too reckless, or that you are weak.

So what's wrong? This guy is almost as if he has foreseen what tricks he will do!

Foresee...

Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, his eyes squinted.

In the faint light, the dust lifted by the two still fluttered, shattering the light by refracting. But when the boy looked intently, he discovered the abnormality of Shire's body.

On him, there are more than a dozen slender and secret lines of water vapor floating around, emanating from him, then extending in the air, and finally...

He followed the thin line and looked. Finally realized it suddenly.

——Those threads, wrapped around me!

"This is the "application" of "Bollero"?"

He suddenly realized.

"Yes, I just figured it out in five minutes. I originally planned to abuse the food for half an hour before talking. It's a pity." Charles shrugged:

"Do you want to continue? Boy."

Ye Qingxuan got up from the ground, this time. He waited hard and stared at Shire: "How did you do it?"

"What do you do?'Foresight'? It's just your illusion."

Charle held up a finger: "Everything I know comes from you. Think about it, and then think about it, how did I know?"

"Because of the "line of thought" created in the first section of "Bollero"?"

"It's a bit reliable, but it's not enough."

Charle shook his finger: "Only by reading the line, at best, you can only find out where you are.

If you want to sling you unilaterally, you need other things to cooperate. Rely on something you have not noticed at all.

Think, leaf, don't stop thinking! Keep thinking... dig down! Never stop thinking during a duel. To stop thinking is to choose to admit defeat.

Giving up is equal to death! "

In the next moment, he deceived himself and entered, and Ye Qingxuan subconsciously dodged backwards, imposing a ‘barrier’ effect on himself that was better than nothing.

But he saw the shadow rushing towards him...dissipated?

Music note. Mirror!

Charle's hand knife slashed at the base of his neck from behind, knocking him down easily. In the juvenile's confused eyes, he whistled. Flick your fingers.

At the fingertips, several lines of thought connected to Ye Qingxuan exude dim light, and they die with each passing day.

"——It’s useless to just passively resist." He said, "All your thoughts. I know everything."

The answer to him was the flames of the young man’s fingertips.

On the ground, Ye Qingxuan ignited and burned the "line of thought" connected to him with a blank face, and climbed up from the ground:

"Come again."

"Okay."

In the next moment, the palms of the two people pressed their hands on their instruments at the same time, and the same melody sounded from under the hands of the two.

"Bollero". The first section!

In that soft and quiet melody, several lines of water vapor emerged out of nowhere from Ye Qingxuan's body, winding towards the Shire.

In Shire's hands, the same line of thought was also entangled, and the lines of thought of the two people were tied to each other's body. The entanglement became a mess.

The moment the water vapor thought thread wrapped around Shire, Ye Qingxuan's eyes changed.

Become stunned and surprised.

He actually...perceives the ether under the control of the Shire?

"What's wrong? Is it such a surprising thing to sense someone else's ether?"

Charles didn't care that Ye Qingxuan noticed his ether fluctuations. Faintly said: "Now you understand?

The line of thought is not a substitute for the sense of touch, it is an extension of perception! This is its function. It is the eyes of the ‘musician’.

A pair of eyes that make every intention, every action, and fluctuation of every note of the enemy nowhere to hide.

——Congratulations, you are finally getting started. "

The next moment, there was a crisp sound.

Charle raised his hand, and without warning, released a frost ray-it was fast and low cost, and all the musicians and apprentices loved it.

Ye Qingxuan's complexion changed, but he didn't even react!

He was clearly able to perceive the opponent's ether fluctuations, but in the chaotic fluctuations, Ye Qingxuan did not notice that he was playing notes at all.~IndoMTL.com~ Of course, he was weakened by the frosty rays His face was muddy, his face was covered with white frost, and his breathing became difficult.

"What's wrong? I have all the empty doors open here."

Charle tilted his head and looked at him: "You didn't even see what rune I was about to cast?"

"In such a short time as the instant sound symbol, you always have to give me reaction time." Ye Qingxuan reached out and wiped the hoarfrost on his face: "The ether changes are too chaotic, I can't find a pattern."

"Use your brain to make it spin."

Charles hated iron and sighed: "How about interpretation, how about interpretation, what have you learned these days."

"Interpretation method?"

Ye Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, as if suddenly caught a little bit of clues, he could not help but follow the guidance of Charles to think down:

"Interpretation..." (to be continued)