Silent Crown Chapter 193: Ah!
Soon, Ye Qingxuan could no longer see his face at the far door, because the soil under his feet also boiled and turned into lava. (Baidu search network update is the fastest and most stable) Lava stretches upwards along the ankle, and the black crystals extracted from the soil rapidly multiply, covering his body, making his body more burly.
Above the black rock carapace comparable to steel, the red loops are densely covered, radiating raging heat continuously, and within five steps, it is already scary to approach.
But above his head, there was a cloud of cloud condensed out of thin air, and the cloud exuded a biting cold, and occasionally a cold wind was blown, leaving a pale frost mark on the ground.
It's like a demon in **** coming to the world, waving flames and frost, making a big earthquake tremble, and the wind howling.
The other two graduates maintained the melody, their faces faintly pale: It was obvious that the power to maintain this frenzy was almost beyond their control.
Even the teammates are far away from James, for fear that they will be affected by that frenzied force.
"Are you ready?"
James stepped on the football that had been frozen into a huge hockey puck, showing a hideous look at the teenager:
"Game, start!"
Boom!
Ye Qingxuan only felt a crimson streamer, rushing toward his face!
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"The movement of Saint Liszt: "Matepa"?"
Above the stands, the coach of the Summoning Academy, Ludwig, was slightly astonished.
This is a resonance movement created by the saints of the past based on the deeds of the legendary hero Matepa, turning the musician into the master of the four elements, swaying the ground, water, fire and wind, and turning into a destruction machine.
If you really do your best, I am afraid that turning an entire town into coke is not impossible.
Liszt, Paganini. Chopin.
These three saints who have made outstanding contributions to the change faction are collectively referred to as the three masters of change in the classics.
In history, they have been separated from each other by a hundred years. And not all musicians specialize in change, but they have successively laid the foundation and path for change factions with their own theories. The influence of his music theory and style on the entire changing faction has deepened in his bones.
Liszt, who specializes in change, directly adapts many music scores directly into the format of the change faction, making its destructive power and violent to a higher level.
He was immersed in changing factions throughout his life, and he was unparalleled in piano attainments. After his death, he was welcomed into the holy city, transformed into the Holy Spirit, avoided his name, and called him the King of Gale, the creator and destroyer.
It is this sheet music. The change school was called the school of ‘battlefield musicians’.
But soon, Ludwig reacted:
"Unexpectedly, it's really terrifying. Didn't you expect that the technology of "Division of Labor and Coordination" in the Change Academy is so mature?"
He has already seen that this movement is not the original version of "Matepa", but an adaptation with reduced rank and usage requirements.
After all, that world-renowned symphony poem is a resonance-level movement, and it is known for its super burden on musicians.
Obviously, the adaptor downgraded the original movement, bringing it down to the level of a musician. And in order to reduce the difficulty, it was divided into three, and three musicians played in the same tune at the same time. Jointly load the huge pressure brought by the movement.
And this piece of movement derived from his work also directly pointed to the power of his ‘transformation incarnation’ back then, almost at the moment when the effect was formed, it made the ether on the entire court change wildly.
In the observation of the ether ball, a vague etheric vortex formed above the court, and the huge undercurrent spread to the surroundings, and everything was involved in turmoil.
Ludwig put away the ether ball and slowly nodded: "It is worthy of the school of change, although it is only an adaptation. But Mr. Yegor's accomplishments in the school of change can be seen."
"Thank you for your reward."
Yegol nodded reservedly. Laughing softly. Although the adaptation of this movement is not his proud work, it also shines on his face.
It can be at the other end of the stand. But someone laughed softly, making Yegor frowned and looked at it.
The uninvited blond man was sitting next to the principal, his face hidden in the shadow, just staring at the arena and seeing Ye Qingxuan's unlucky luck, he got up and gloated.
"Hey, that kid is miserable."
He whispered softly, not knowing who he was talking about.
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In just an instant, the wind and fire hit your face.
It was like a streamer bursting in, leaving a burnt scorch mark wherever it passed.
Riding the fire and storm, swaying the frost, James has passed Ye Qingxuan in an instant.
Ye Qingxuan subconsciously wanted to intercept the ball, but James just glanced at him and waved away.
Fenfeng lifted up with the depression of that palm, and a dark red stream of fire emerged out of thin air, rushing in the direction of Ye Qingxuan.
The huge air pressure resembles a cannon, roaring and vibrating, and the high temperature contained in the storm air brings the heat that is enough to scorch the lungs.
Even if an iron plate is blocked in front of him, he will be instantly burned red by the wind.
Obviously, James kept his hands and didn't completely kill him, but he didn't feel gentle. If this Foehn wind hits, I'm afraid it will be sent to the emergency room in an instant.
In an instant, the galloping teenager had no time to raise his hand to cover his head and face. Immediately afterwards, he felt a sharp pain in front of him, he was overturned involuntarily, rolled in the air, fell to the ground, and coughed violently.
Soon, he was stunned and looked at his intact limbs: he seemed to have nothing but to be overturned.
In the distance, James, who had rushed to the midfield, retracted his gaze, snorted coldly, and looked at the stool next to the goal.
It was the moment this guy took hold of the moment and deconstructed most of his own Fenfeng. But Brother Stool looked at the smiling man beside him in astonishment.
——Shire.
At that moment, he and himself shot at the same time, no, he even shot earlier than himself.
He focused on dissolving the Fenfeng, but he directly used his hand to affect Ye Qingxuan's body, flicking his fingers, playing several notes like clouds and flowing water.
First, change the air pressure. The "Oz" that blurs Ye Qingxuan's outline, followed by the "Bubbles" and "Lights" that distorted the light, causing James to lose his goal in an instant.
Followingly, Ye Qingxuan is best at the mirror. A fire-attracting target was created beside him, which replaced him with most of the power.
Just when Fenfeng was blowing on his face. Another frost ray shone on Ye Qingxuan's body, neutralizing the scorching heat in the Fenfeng.
Finally, it was the unrelenting'qi', and the first inflating air pressure lifted Ye Qingxuan, avoiding the impact of the aftermath of the Foehn wind.
Fen Feng's power didn't hit Ye Qingxuan at all after a split-second strike.
The tragic situation of Ye Qingxuan being lifted off was caused by Shire himself...
"What's wrong?"
Charl noticed his gaze and smiled ‘shyly’. "Are you shocked, stunned, and want to praise me? Come on, hero..."
Brother Stool didn't want to bother him in an instant.
He has to be fully on guard now to meet James' impact-that guy is the real problem.
After gathering the power of all his teammates, that guy turned into the rudimentary form of a ruining giant, rushing into the arena along the way, destroying the dozens of barriers he laid down completely.
Whether it was the rising stone wall or the spear formation made of frost condensed, they were all wiped out, leaving only a piece of wreckage.
Amid the cheers of the Change Academy, James rushed all the way on the court. No one can stop.
Well, if it doesn't count as the slender figure standing in front of him...
Wait, is there someone standing in front?
Charle was stunned. Soon he reacted, his expression suddenly changed:
"Bai Xi?"
It's really **** bad!
In the middle of the arena, right in front of James, Bai Xi stood there blankly, as if he hadn't reacted yet, staring blankly at the flames coming towards his face.
He didn't have time to speak, and ran towards Bai Xi's direction, but it was too late.
Outside the arena, someone in the audience has already uttered an unbearable exclamation: Although many of Ye Qingxuan's chief have mixed reputations. But there are many praises for this beautiful and lovely girl.
It's just that in the past few months since the beginning of school, Ye Qingxuan has been in the limelight. But nothing happened to Bai Xi. When more people saw her, they saw her walking their dog and stepping on flowers.
In front of that flash of fire. Bai Xi's figure was very small against the background, like a reflection in the water.
In the next instant, it will be crushed easily.
James saw that faint face, his heart suddenly softened, and he couldn't help slowing down.
Simply, forget it if you hit it.
The flames he breathed all over his body turned into a more harmless storm shield, and he made up his mind to blow the little girl away.
But in the storm that was enough to roll up the boulder, Bai Xi didn't move, as if he had taken root under his feet.
It's just that the untimely dress on her body was blown hunting, like white petals blooming in a gale.
James' expression became vaguely regretful, he closed his eyes, and did not want to see what happened next:
"It's a pity."
Boom!
In an instant, two figures collided in one place. The storm and fire set off a torrent, scorching the grass within a few meters, the flame and frost intertwined, turning into a thick mist, engulfing them~ IndoMTL.com~ Bai Xi was flying backwards unexpectedly. Out of the way, the tendons were broken and fractured.
There was a stunned silence in the audience.
Boom!
There was another loud noise, and in the thick fog, there was a scream of consternation... That voice sounded like James?
But in the stands, Yegor stood up in astonishment and looked at the field blankly.
Others can’t understand, but he sees clearly:
At that moment, he saw the little girl in the white dress step back and stand firmly on her feet.
Immediately afterwards, he put on a punching posture, facing the maddening James, he made a clear voice:
"Ah!" (to be continued)
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