Chapter 63: Just Have Hands!

The prince's forehead was covered with cold sweat. How could someone die out of nowhere?

He regretted it very much. If he had known earlier, he would not have invited Nangong Changfeng to play a song on the spot.

He really did something wrong!

Being locked by the terrifying killing intent, Nangong Changfeng's hairs exploded and his face changed drastically, but he did not beg for mercy. Instead, he stiffened his neck and looked at Ye Junlin angrily.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied! !

"Your Highness Ye, Master Nangong's temper is like this. He actually has no other intentions, but he speaks his mind." The prince wiped the cold sweat.

"Your Highness, I can't stand this insult! Even if I die, I have to say that this guy doesn't understand music theory at all!"

"He is just a rough man who only knows how to fight and kill! Why do you say that my piano skills are so-so?"

Nangong Changfeng pointed at Ye Junlin and shouted excitedly.

"You... Hey!" The prince shook his head helplessly. He only hoped that Nangong Changfeng would die decently, after all, he was the number one musician in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At this time.

The atmosphere on the scene was very tense.

Li Wujie looked at Nangong Changfeng with a bad look.

Hong Qianye closed his eyes, his face was calm as usual, but the subtle arc of his mouth exposed his true thoughts.

Good scolding!

I am optimistic about you!

Although the playing is indeed very ordinary...

After all, Hong Qianye was once a cultivator in the Central Region. He came from a big place and had a wider range of experience. For example, Nangong Changfeng's level is at most at the middle and lower level there!

Ye Junlin sat in the main seat, feeling speechless, and just wanted to say something.

In his mind, the system prompt sound suddenly rang: [Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the option task! ]

[Option 1: The host was angry and ordered Nangong Changfeng to be executed. After the task was completed, ten high-quality spirit crystals were obtained! ]

[Option 2: The host plays a song in person to make Nangong Changfeng feel ashamed, and is rewarded with ten bags of top-quality pet feed (milky flavor)! ]

[Top-quality pet feed]: The more you eat, the faster you grow!

"Huh? There is an option task at this time?" Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows.

Option 1 is simple, but the reward is too little. Now he has more than 10 million top-quality spirit crystals for a meal!

Moreover, asking him to order the execution of Nangong Changfeng is considered to be furious in the eyes of others!

If this gets out, it will damage his perfect image!

And option 2 is to play a song in person and slap Nangong Changfeng in the face. If successful, you will get ten bags of top-quality pet feed.

According to the description of the item, it can increase the cultivation experience of the pet and has the effect of accelerating growth!

Now his mount Kunpeng has the cultivation of the early stage of Mahayana. Relying on the pure blood of the ancient mythical beast, it is almost invincible in the same realm!

However, if you can make further breakthroughs, it will be more dazzling to show off when you take it out!

If there is top-quality pet feed, the cultivation level will be improved faster, and there is no need to wait for it to grow slowly!

The thought turned.

Looking at the Nangong Changfeng who was glaring at him and fearless, Ye Junlin slowly rolled up his sleeves and smiled crookedly, "Isn't it just playing a song? I just need hands!"

The clear voice echoed in the hall, and everyone else was stunned.

Nangong Changfeng was so angry that his face turned liver-colored.

Just hands?

What arrogant words!

When he was young, he became a disciple of a famous teacher and worked hard to improve his zither skills. Thousands of years have passed. He dared not say that he was the top in zither, but he was one of the few in the entire Eastern Region.

As a result, this guy in front of him dared to say that he just needed hands?

It turned out to be a demon who killed people like crazy! Simple-minded and strong limbs!

The prince looked strange, and secretly said: "You are too confident. If you really only need hands, then where are the masters in this world?"

As the saying goes, every profession has its own specialty, and the same is true for practitioners.

After all, no matter how strong you are, you can't be omniscient and omnipotent, right? There must be blind spots in your knowledge!

The prince felt that Ye Junlin was pretending a little too much.

In a word, it is better to kill than to humiliate!

Nangong Changfeng is a master after all. If he offended you with words, you can kill him. Who makes you higher in status and stronger? But you are talking big now, which is quite embarrassing!

"Master is right! Just have hands!" Li Wujie puffed up his chest and said proudly.

Although he didn't know why he was proud, in short, whatever the master said, he, as a disciple, should just praise him without thinking!

"Come on! Come if you dare! I'll lend you my Fuyaoqin to play! Let's see what kind of earth-shattering music you can play!"

Nangong Changfeng laughed in anger, "What? You don't dare? Hahaha, I knew you were bragging! If you can play it, sows will climb trees! A practitioner like you who only knows how to fight and kill, what the hell do you know about the way of the qin!"

The prince lowered his head, sweating coldly. He thought it was just a simple meal, but he didn't expect things to develop to this point.

He secretly glanced at the silver-haired young man, and was really afraid that the other party would break his defense on the spot, and he would be so angry that he would start a killing spree.

What was surprising was that.

Ye Junlin was not angry, but smiled and said: "Okay, then I'll try."

"Hmph, take it!" Nangong Changfeng was stunned at first, and then sneered again and again, looking forward to seeing this arrogant guy make a fool of himself.

The Fuyaoqin floated in front of Ye Junlin, and each string exuded a crystal luster, which looked extremely extraordinary.

Ye Junlin gently stroked the body of the zither, thinking to himself: "Tongzi, what is the level of my zither skills?"

He remembered that when he signed in before, he had opened an experience pack for learning musical instruments, which meant that he didn't need to study hard, just upgrade with one click!

[Ding, warm reminder, the host's piano skills are currently at the pinnacle! ]

The system prompt sounded.

The skill levels are: beginner, master, outstanding, superb, and pinnacle.

Nangong Changfeng, who has studied hard for almost a lifetime, can barely reach the level of master, but even so, he can enjoy a great reputation in Cangzhou and be sought after by countless cultivators!

Now, Ye Junlin's piano skills have quietly reached the pinnacle, which is so terrifying!

"Hurry up, don't dawdle!" Nangong Changfeng showed contempt, thinking that Ye Junlin was deliberately making a mystery.

"Shut up! My master is looking for a feeling!" Li Wujie said in a thick face.

The prince rubbed his eyebrows and felt that he couldn't bear to look directly.

He could already foresee what kind of unpleasant song Ye Junlin would play.

Ye Junlin pressed the strings with his left hand and picked up the notes with his right hand. He exhaled deeply and plucked the strings with his fingers flexibly.

Clang clang clang~!

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded, the melody was passionate and ups and downs, with a murderous aura.

There was also a kind of heroic intention of looking down on the world and who else but me!

Swish, Hong Qianye suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of incredible shock flashed in his eyes, "This, this is..."

Clang clang clang~!!!

Ye Junlin was full of momentum, the fingering of the playing became more and more violent, the melody became more and more passionate and uplifting, it was simply magnificent.

The song he played was "Power to Rule the World" in his previous life!