Chapter 274
Chapter 274: Battle of Music
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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Presently, Ye Futian remained seated quietly . He was handsome with an extraordinary aura . His long fingers danced over the chords of the guqin . The frightful scene in the sky had no effect on his performance . Right now, he was serious and focused . Even if a mountain collapsed in front of his very eyes, he wouldn't blink an eye . Unaffected, he would continue to play .
At this moment, the people seemed to have been brought into a mystical artistic conception . Secretly, they began to sympathize Ye Futian, as if they were worried he would be swallowed by the torrent, seizing to exist .
Above Ye Futian's head, the strange sight grew increasingly terrifying . The matrix that continuously swallowed Spiritual Qi was like a ruthless beast, killing everything in sight .
Finally, Qian Shanmu's fingers plucked the chords of the zither . A force of frightening spiritual energy wrapped around the storm over Ye Futian's head . Dark clouds covered the sky causing the world to fall into darkness . It was like the birth of a demon . Thunder and lightning decorated the skies as the strong winds howled . Everything then came down on Ye Futian .
Many people got nervous and stared closely at the scene ahead . It was too terrifying . Was that really something a cultivator in the Dharma Plane could withstand? Not even prodigies in the lower Arcana Plane could likely withstand such an attack .
As the destructive storm approached, the Royal Xuan Temple's Luo Junlin watched with cold eyes . His hands were clenched into tight fists . He wished Ye Futian would be destroyed and killed by this storm . Only that would take care of the danger in the Nandou Nation . Otherwise, Ye Futian would come knocking to settle the score sooner or later .
Over by those from the College, Tang Ye, Su Muge, and others watched without feeling any sympathy . If Ye Futian really died like this, it would be because he was stupid .
Just when the storm reached the skies above Ye Futian, the sound waves radiating around him suddenly sounded sharply . A formless storm of spiritual energy brewed . As soon as any spells came for him, it would be destroyed . Then, it would be turned in Spiritual Qi and pulled in to revolved around Ye Futian .
Just like that, the people witnessed a shocking sight . Spells with destructive powers strong enough to end life of earth would be destroyed by the spiritual storm everytime they got too close . As Ye Futian played, he had unknowingly created a defensive shield of spiritual energy around himself . It was able to destroy any attack spells .
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Sorcery was motivated by spiritual energy . Even spells from a matrix were the results of the release of spiritual energy . Powerful cultivators specializing in attacks with spiritual energy could also use it to destroy spells .
The sound of the guqin became rapid . The matrix above Ye Futian released attacks at him wildly but his fingers began to fly across the chords even faster . His moves were fluid and fast like a running river, creating a beautiful piece of music . No matter how fast the storm was blowing or how strong the tides, nothing was not going to move . No force was powerful enough to shake him .
At this moment, above that handsome figure, there was even a hint of the power of a Noble .
Such strong defense techniques . Everyone looked ahead . Although he was borrowing power from the Noble ritual implement, it was obvious that Ye Futian must have been very educated in music . When he said he didn't understand music, it was simply to mock Qian Shanmu .
Qian Shanmu was also slightly shaken up now . Ye Futian played the guqin . There was nothing special about it, yet he was still able to set up a defense . As a musical sorcerer, Ye Futian knew all about the techniques of musical attacks . Direct spiritual attacks were the most lethal . Su Muge had fallen to this kind of attack . But Ye Futian's defense was with spiritual energy . It was as if he had a dragon protecting his mind from spiritual attacks . There was no way to invade .
The second type of attack was using music to initiate attack spells . Similarly, Ye Futian had set up a defense . He gathered spiritual energy and formed a storm that destroyed any spells that got close . Nothing could get close to him .
Not only did Ye Futian know music, he was well-versed in the way of music . This was something that Qian Shanmu could not deny at this point .
Of course, it was one thing to know . Ye Futian was able to block his musical attacks . This was part of Ye Futian's abilities . Even with the help of ritual implements, it was difficult for his musical attainments .
Not even spells from a matrix could breakthrough Ye Futian's defense . This made Qian Shanmu understand, it was practically impossible to defeat Ye Futian using music to initiate spells .
Then there was only one way to do it . It was also the way to test truly how knowledgeable a person was about music . That was to use music to create an artistic conception . Then, came the interference of will, taking control of it or going for the kill .
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Back at the Qin palace, this was what Ye Futian did to Gu Ming . It made Gu Ming surrender and fall under the control of this music . Gu Ming was not able to withstand the artistic conception and actually kneeled down on the ground .
There were no doubts about Qian Shanmu's knowledge of music . The movement of his fingers changed as he played the chords of the zither . Unknowingly, the sound changed slowly . As Qian Shanmu played, there was something holy about him . He glowed brightly and even showed up in a mystical image in many people's minds . Many rays of light shined from him . Then, many illusory images appeared in the scene in their minds, all of Qian Shanmu .
"Holy Sound . " Not many people present knew about this musical piece . However, it was obvious that Hua Qingqing was one of those who knew . This was an attack piece that had an extremely strong artistic conception . Qian Shanmu had actually played this piece in a battle of music with Ye Futian .
The same image appeared in Hua Qingqing's mind . Qian Shanmu shined brightly like a saint . The words he said were like those of a saint . His palm waved and like the will of a saint, whistling swords and wild divine beasts appeared suddenly and charged at Ye Futian .
At this moment, the artistic conception Ye Futian felt was the strongest because this piece was targeted at him . It was as if he saw Qian Shanmu turn into a saint . The light encapsulated him . The saint's words turned into sharp swords, racing towards him . The saint's will turned into dragons, phoenixes, and qilins . Right now, he seemed so small he could collapse at any moment .
At this moment, many people had a misconception that Ye Futian seemed like a weak scholar . How could he go against a saint?
One word could sentence him and one thought could take his life .
But the weak student was still playing quietly . In the crazy wind and rain, he was still playing . Playing his very own music . With the sound of his music, the swords disappeared and the demon beasts destroyed . No matter how fierce the attack was, Ye Futian was unmoved . From his body and from his music, the people could see the strength in his character .
Gradually, the sounds elevated but were still stable . Little by little, it elevated and destroyed all the attacks meant for him . At the same time, he was able to maintain protection of his mind . His will remained untouched .
As Ye Futian's music pierced through the air, people could feel it . It seemed like the weak student had grown . In the midst of the crazy rainstorm, he had matured . Scholars had the knowledge and ambitions to rule the world .
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Noble will radiated from him . Ye Futian had an outstanding aura that seemed to be changing without him knowing . But he was as resolute as ever . He had an incredible spirit that dripped from him . The weak student seemed to have grown after the storms . He was finally at the center stage, challenging a character that was high above everyone else .
Some really powerful people were not affected by the music . Their thoughts flowed freely . From Ye Futian's music, they could hear a story of experiencing the obstacles of life and growth . His music seemed to be a journey, a journey to maturity . It was a truly strange feeling but it also felt very natural .
The music was still elevated and getting more exciting . The notes had climbed a height that could break through into the heavens .
In the minds of the crowd, they could see a young man stepping into the Noble Plan and then they the growth of an emperor . Overcoming all the obstacles without fear and taking control of the world .
At this moment, the instrument playing youth no longer seemed like a weak scholar . His back straightened and he body was like that of a dragon . There seemed to be the roaring of dragons in the music . The emperor's will broke out and took control .
Ye Futian's spiritual energy kept destroying all the attacks . The ever-climbing notes were like an emperor's trusty mount carrying him up . In the illusory scene, Qian Shanmu and Ye Futian were having a standoff, like a saint and an emperor .
What was music? Real music went along with an artistic conception and could bring them into the world of music .
Qian Shanmu said Ye Futian did not know music . In respects of musical attacks and technique variation, Ye Futian was indeed lacking compared to him . However, in this past year, he had a deeper comprehension of music . In terms of artistic conception, Ye Futian was confident enough not to lose .
"A Chaotic Nation" and "The World" combined for a piece . With his innate willpower, how was he going to lose? He immersed the Imperial Tactics into his music, making the artistic conception stronger . The people would just think that it was the conception brought on by the music . They wouldn't think that it was a special method .
In the illusory scene, two large figures appeared . They looked as if they were ready to have the world beneath their feet . The will on the two figures grew stronger but the saint's figure was like that from the beginning . And the emperor's figure seemed to be continuously growing until it was able to break into the skies and control the world .
The vast surroundings were frozen . At this moment, everyone could feel the artistic conception hidden in the music . They felt like they were experiencing the standoff .
Ye Futian had actually gone up against Qian Shanmu using pure music .
That figure now stood straight . With the continuously climbing sounds of the instrument, his emperor intent grew even stronger .
Finally, accompanying a vibration, the saint's figure collapsed . Qian Shanmu felt a pressing force of will crushing down .
DUANG! The zither let out a sharp noise and everyone's gaze remained frozen on it .
The chord had snapped .
Qian Shanmu's hands froze . Following a low moan, he spat blood, staining the zither red .
The Ancient Barren World's number one musical sorcerer of the younger generation had lost to Ye Futian, a disciple of the Cottage, in a battle of pure music .
At this moment, Qian Shanmu remembered the words he once said to Ye Futian . You don't know music .
If he didn't understand music, who did?