The song has ended!

  Many people were still immersed in the beautiful melody.

  Xue Lan stood up and bowed in all directions, thanking everyone for their applause.

  Right away!

  His gaze turned to Liu Wuxie, and a thick provocative color was released from the depths of his eyes.

  "It's your turn, Liu Wuxie!"

  He said coldly that his piece was already played, and it's time for Liu Wuxie to take the stage.

  If he can't evoke a resonance among the audience, then his piano skills will surpass Liu Wuxie's.

  "Who has an ancient zither, lend it to me for a moment!"

  Liu Wuxie didn't have a guqin on him, so he glanced around at the students and planned to borrow one.

  Hahaha...

  Xue family disciple laughed, there was no guqin on his body, obviously he didn't understand the way of qin skills, this round Liu Wuxie had lost for sure.

  Bursts of ridicule came from all directions.

  "Liu Wu Xie, if you don't understand music rhythm, then don't show off, lest you pollute our ears."

  Genius class Liu Kuo stepped out, with a face full of ridicule. He had an unusual relationship with Bai Qiong. Now that Bai Qiong was dead, a strong sense of hatred surged up in Liu Kuo towards Liu Wuxie.

  "Hurry up and admit defeat!"

  The students of Class 6 Senior stood up collectively, their voices loud and clear, the icy sarcasm spreading to every corner.

  Compared with the previous few games, there were a lot fewer jeers.

  "Liu Gongzi, I have an ancient zither on me, if you don't mind, I can lend it to you for now."

  A familiar voice came over, a woman in purple robes, like a butterfly, passed through the crowd and landed in front of Liu Wuxie.

  "Thank you, Yan!"

  The woman was none other than Wu Cheng's representative alchemist... Yan Ruyu, who had previously debated with him in Chan City and were not strangers to each other.

  Yan Ruyu has a slight understanding of qin skills and is not very proficient. She treats it as a hobby and likes to carry an ancient zither with her.

  "Don't disappoint me!"

  Yan Yu Ping usually treated outsiders with a cold demeanor, but when it came to Liu Wu Xie, she had a completely different expression, smiling and revealing two small dimples on her face.

  At this time, being able to stand up and support Liu Wuxie was no different from openly opposing the Xue family. There were not a few people in the scene who owned guqin, but only Yan Ruyu stood up.

  The five major families of the Imperial City are the Xue family, Li family, Yan family, Bai family, and Qin family. The Yan family's status is not below that of the Xue family.

  Without the guqin, even if Liu Wuxian had the greatest skills in the world, it would be of no use, and he would still lose this competition.

  Xue's family and others gritted their teeth in anger, never expecting Yan Ruyu to stand up and support Liu Wuxie.

  "I will definitely not disappoint Sheng Jie's loan of the guqin!"

  Liu Wuxie did not leave and remained standing on the rubble-covered arena, sitting on a bluestone slab with his guqin placed on his leg.

  The guqin still emits a faint scent of fragrance. This qin has always been worn by Yan Ruyu, with a sachet inside, which smells very comfortable.

  "Good job!"

  After Yan Yu left, Liu Wu Xie gently stroked the body of the guqin and gave a two-word evaluation.

  The body of the qin is made from rare iron pear wood, and the strings are made from hundred-year-old python tendon, with a strong elasticity. The sound produced by playing it is clear and long-lasting, able to enhance the penetrating power of the notes.

  In comparison, Xue Lan's guqin fell into a lower level.

  Of course.

  It ultimately relies on qin skills to determine victory or defeat, rather than whose guqin level is higher.

  The higher the level of guqin, the higher the melody played, the more accurate, and the more tension.

  "Willow, what are you still dazing about? Hurry up and play!"

  There was no news for a long time, and everyone was getting impatient.

  Let him play quickly and don't waste everyone's time.

  Especially Xue's family, constantly urging, used to disturb Liu Wuxie's mind.

  Zuo Hong and Yan Ruyu were in the same class, sitting together at this moment, with an expectant look on each of their faces.

  "A scene today reminded me of a song called 'Ambush from Ten Sides', I'll share it with everyone!"

  Liu Wuxie's hands rested on the zither, and as soon as his voice fell, all around him became quiet.

  At this moment, the Xue family has set up countless ambushes, waiting for Liu Wuxie to fall into their trap. Isn't this a ten-sided ambush?

  "What a wonderful ten-sided ambush, the stage is like a battlefield, with four sides of Chu songs, and still able to be calm and composed. This kind of temperament and determination are worth our learning."

  Zuo Hong stood up and suddenly applauded, before the sound of the guqin had even begun, he offered his own applause.

  Those who ridiculed Liu Wuxie chose to shut up, unable to find a reason to refute, with one's own strength, challenging the entire Xue family, who can do it, and what qualifications do they have to ridicule.

  "Brother Liu, I support you!"

  Kuang He stood up, he owed Liu Wuxie a favor, just like Zuo Hong, standing up to support Liu Wuxie.

  More and more people support Liu Wuxie, a sentence of ten sides buried, conquered many people's hearts.

  Facing Xue's family's intimidation and various sinister plots, Liu Wuxie can still stand here and win the respect of many people.

  The applause lasted for a whole minute before slowly coming to a stop. The first note was played from the guqin in Liu Wuxie's hands.

  "Clang!"

  Like golden spears and iron horses, at that moment when it sounded, everyone's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

  "What a powerful sound of the piano!"

  Everyone held their breath, lest they miss something. Xue Lan had yet to step down from the stage, her eyes quietly fixed on Liu Wuxie.

  One note followed another flying out, the melody getting higher and higher, the heart beating faster and faster, like a hot blood bursting in their hearts.

  "The mournful frosty wind enters the night and listens,"

  "A million stars twinkle in the sky as the moon flies by."

  Suddenly, Liu Wuxie followed with a hum.

  It sounds like a chant, but it's actually a loud shout. Every word seems to be filled with a magical power that resonates throughout the entire night sky.

  At this moment, it is windy and snowy everywhere, and it is also deep at night. The starry sky and the moon are flying in the air. Corresponding to this scene, everyone unconsciously enters into it.

  "I want to cry, I really want to cry!"

  Some people couldn't bear Liu Wuxie's extremely piercing piano sound and wanted to cry out loud.

  Who has never experienced hardship, who hasn't been through trials and tribulations, who hasn't suffered humiliation, the sound of Liu Wuxie's qin, explains everything.

  The sound of the piano took them to another world, a world they had never experienced before. The flying melody and the songs that shook their hearts and shocked their souls.

  "The ancient zither's urgent and precipitous Golden Geese melody"

  "The heavens have many drums."

  It's those two sentences again, the emotions of everyone changed once more. It was as if there was a raging fire in their hearts, and if they didn't let it out, they would all be consumed by the flames together.

  The sound of the zither grew more urgent, spreading to every corner of the academy.

  Fan Zhen sat on a mat of reeds, the melodious sound of the qin passing through the layers of mountains and entering his ears, causing him to exit from his meditation.

  "Who is playing the piano?"

  More and more old antiques are being awakened, a small song has caused such a big stir.

  Baili Qing was sitting inside the house, just about to rest, when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a guqin, and his gaze turned towards the martial arts arena.

  One after another, dark shadows darted out of the cave and appeared in some dark corners of the martial arts arena, silently watching the young man in the arena. Every note, every rhythm, every word was like a sharp sword, piercing their hearts.

  "It's this kid."

  Within a hundred miles, Qingmu's eyes narrowed, and he added that Liu Wuxie had joined the Imperial Academy. He had known this for some time.

  When Fan Zhen's gaze fell on Liu Wuxie's body, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  "Ten sides ambush, no evil escapes."

  "The ultimate battle-hardened king of soldiers."

  Liu Wu Xie's voice carried a sense of desolation and endless evil energy, spreading to the bottom of everyone's heart, they could feel Liu Wu Xie's inner anger.

  Xue's provocation, everyone's ridicule, scene after scene emerged in their minds, like a flame of hatred burning at the bottom of their hearts.

  At this moment!

  They stood together with Liu Wuxie, and were brought into Liu Wuxie's inner world by the sound of the qin.

  Many women were secretly sniffling in sympathy with Liu Wuxie, and their hatred for the Xue family grew even stronger.

  Even those neutral students collectively chose to support Liu Wuxie, conquered by the perfect sound of the qin.

  Xu Lingxue covered her mouth with both hands, staring at Liu Wuxie in disbelief. Such a wonderful melody, how come she had never heard him mention it before?

  This song alone is enough to make a name for itself in Chang'an City.

  "The boat stopped and did not cross, the fisherman sighed."

  "A living man is a hero, a dead man is a ghost."

  "Ten Sides Ambush!"

  The sound of the zither is gentle and elegant, like a skylark's mournful cry, revealing sorrow and resentment, as well as helplessness towards the world and injustice from heaven, performed to perfection.

  The crying grew louder and tears flowed unconsciously.

  Xue Lan's piano sound can only evoke everyone's emotions.

  Liu Wuxie's zither sound can already control people's minds, making them indulge in it and unable to extricate themselves.

  It's as if the heavens themselves sensed Liu Wuxie's inner fury, and suddenly the sky began to flutter with snowflakes, entrancing everyone.

  "Sigh for the chaotic world and cherish heroes,"

  "It is hard to find someone who understands you in this world."

  "Ten sides ambush the world,"

  "Astonishing work, unparalleled in the world."

  "Ten Sides Ambush."

  A melancholy mood, pervading the vast expanse, everyone hears that desolate sound in the piano melody.

  No one understands the inner world of Liu Wu Xie, the loneliness in his heart, that kind of sorrow, gathering into a warm current, surging into their chest cavity, tears falling down unconsciously.

  In chaotic times, heroes are cherished, but those who understand them are few.

  Xu Lingxue could no longer control her eyes at this moment, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

  "Why didn't you tell me?"

  Her fists were clenched tightly, she was completely unaware of all this, and had no idea he was suffering so much.

  Reborn in the True Martial Continent, Liu Wuxie had too many things he wanted to say to someone, but didn't know who to tell. If he spoke of his experiences, people would definitely think he was crazy or mentally abnormal.

  "What a sad song, what a domineering song!"

  Fan Zhen said quietly, two extremes.

  The song released inner anger and was extremely impactful.

  "The boundless desert stretches for three thousand miles,"

  "Burning with passion every day."

  "Dizzying Heaven and Earth, Encountering a Jade Pavilion"

  "Recalling last year's song and dance at Pinghuang Golden Residence."

  Liu Wuxie thought back to his residence in the Jade Building, where he had once grasped the stars and trodden on the blue sky, how majestic he was. Today, however, he suffered the humiliation of being bullied by a dog.

  Every word, every note, resonates deeply, even in the darkest of prisons, unyielding and unbowed, using one's own fists to tear open a corner of the world.

  "A dream broken at Chaiqiao, a fire burning in the stove."

  "Sighing at the miserable and distressing scene of leftover evils."

  "The endless yellow sand and the never-ending road."

  "The defeated general and remaining soldiers have no place to hide."

  His mood changed again, Liu Wuxie thought of the Great War of the Heavens, thought of being attacked by countless strong men, and died at Duanhun Cliff.

  Silence!

  An oppressive silence surrounded them, broken only by the sound of Liu Yue's guqin echoing in the air.

  "The strong wind blows sand everywhere."

  "Suddenly hearing the sound of drums and songs, the war horse is startled."

  "Great things have passed, and the river's waters are exhausted."

  "Regret fills my bones, no choice but to remain."

  The sound of the zither appears and disappears suddenly, sometimes interrupted and continuous. A generation of immortal emperors died in battle, the great trend has gone, the river water is exhausted, and the bones are buried with regret, leaving no choice but to remain.

  Liu Wuxie sank into his own world, forgetting about the fight, forgetting about the appointment, forgetting where he was, only wanting to vent his emotions at this moment.

  "Rivers and mountains are beautiful, waters are lovely,"

  "A young man's ambition has not yet been frustrated."

  "Turned thoughts into eighteen wheels,"

  "In the midst of chatting and laughing, what else can be more peaceful?"

  "The axe song is exhausted, the war horse neighs,"

  "Follow the lord to the end,"

  "Beyond the ordinary, with an unyielding spirit."

  As the last word fell, the sound of the qin suddenly stopped, and a mouthful of thick, turbid air was released from Liu Wuxie's chest.

  The secret suppressed in the heart was released through the sound of the piano.

  PS: This "Ten Sides Ambush" is borrowed from a pipa tune, I hope you like it. After searching for a long time, only this one fits the mood of Liu Wuxie best.

  From Aiwan.