Chapter 423: Chapter 294: A Showdown at the Peak between the 6th Realm "Lion Roar" and the 3rd Tier Exotic Treasure "Ancient Sound of the Primordial World"!
"Among the ten or so qin pieces composed by Zhuang Die Temple, this is the best. The melody is pure, free of complex sounds. Beginners find it easy to follow the rhythm by playing along the score, truly a gateway to learning, and it complements well for an introduction to sound attacks."
Zhong Hui, known as the ’Hidden Sword Immortal’, one of the Five Friends of the Iron Clothes Sect, is also a fine qin player. He listened to Luo Qi’s qin piece without any hindrance, stroked his beard, nodded continuously, and calmly commented.
One of the Three Divine Monks of Moni Temple, the ’Saint Hand Tathagata’ Divine Monk Ming Chan, laughed and said, "This piece was created by Zen Master Tianhong after he entered the monastic life; it has a profound Zen quality! I observe that Luo Qi possesses a strong Buddhist nature, truly having a connection to our Buddha!"
"Everyone has a connection with your Buddhist sect!"
Yang Wang, one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Black Hawk Sect, sneered, "If I were the Emperor, the first to be annihilated would be the Buddhist sect!"
Yang Wang is truly a madman, speaking without restraint, offending both Emperor Yan and all Buddhist sects and their supporters; his offensive capability is indeed unparalleled.
One of the Three Saints of Wuji Palace, ’Wave Riding Micro Steps’ Hui Zhenzi, squinted and listened closely to Luo Qi’s qin sound. However, what he was listening to was not just the qin piece, but the ’Ancient Sound of the Primordial World’: "The tone is high and ancient, clear and resonant with spirit. A gentle touch yields a perfect sound – truly rare, no wonder it is praised as the qin sound’s finest ’old man’."
The Ancient Sound of the Primordial World!
An ancient famous qin!
For someone like Hui Zhenzi, Master Zhong, or Divine Monk Ming Chan, who understands and loves the qin, its allure is no less than Divine Skills or Divine Weapons.
A splendid qin!
I desire it!
Yet, those who love the qin cherish their reputation more and would not stoop to the despicable act of seizing another’s ancient qin.
Since Luo Qi displayed the ’Ancient Sound of the Primordial World’ in front of everyone, no one dared to covet it.
In the heavens and on earth, the qin sound was ethereal.
The audience below was entranced as they listened, but just at the climax—
"Zheng~"
The qin sound broke off again!
...
"This Vajra Pet—"
Luo Qi stood up, touched his forehead, knowing that the Vajra Pet wouldn’t harm him, but couldn’t help sweating profusely from fright. Whoever it hit would surely fall, causing the qin piece to be interrupted.
Lian Jie looked at Luo Qi apologetically, "I didn’t guard it well."
Just then, a golden light attacked from the direction he guarded. Lian Jie instinctively raised his sword to block, but he missed, and it brushed past him, striking Luo Qi on the forehead in the center, forcing the powerful melody to interrupt again.
"No matter!"
"Let’s do it again!"
Luo Qi was undeterred, growing more courageous in the face of setbacks, quickly resumed playing, and this time began with a dancing spirit.
Autumn wind!
Suddenly arises!
Yet, in just an hour, the Vajra Pet struck again eight times, hitting the target each time, with Luo Qi being hit twice, interrupting the passionate qin piece twice.
Yet, these two times—
"It shouldn’t be!"
"I’m sure I’m guarding with no dead ends!"
Zhan Lan and Lian Jie were both confident yet puzzled.
Shi Yue, however, saw through the mystery and sighed, "We were all wrong! This Vajra Pet seems to hit randomly. Whether it’s thrown by Yan Chuan or Wang Zhengyi, they probably don’t even know who this thing will hit! It’s impossible to guard against!"
Ah—
"It all depends on luck?"
Luo Qi suffered repeated disturbances, leaving him feeling somewhat aggrieved. He stroked the back of his neck and stood up, holding the ’Ancient Sound of the Primordial World’: "Then let’s see whose side the heavens are really on!"
Zheng~
The qin sound resumed again!
...
"Can’t hit!"
"Can’t break!"
From then on, Yan Chuan missed ten out of ten throws, seeing that Wang Zhengyi, Chen Ze, and others under the increasingly fierce attack of Luo Qi’s qin sound were nearly driven mad and unable to endure. He himself began to feel restless. Yan Chuan knew he couldn’t wait any longer. Immediately, he placed the ’Vajra Pet’ into his sleeve, took up the ’White Horn Trumpet’ with his right hand, gathered his breath in his Dantian, lay his left hand on his waist, and let out a long, loud howl—
"Roar~"
"Roar~"
...
The howl was initially clear and bright, gradually becoming louder and louder, like the faint rumble of thunder.
Rumbling!
The roar was unceasing.
It instantly converged with the increasingly fierce qin sound of Luo Qi, with a qin sound dancing like an autumn wind directly striking the heart and disturbing the mind, and with the roar wildly almost like a raging lion.
Su Ye and Zhong Hui, under the force of Luo Qi’s qin sound, had already retreated several dozen steps away from the Hai Character Arena to feel somewhat better.
But now, suddenly—
A clap!
A thunderous clash!
A sharp sound just like a burst of searing thunder in mid-air, Zhong Hui had stuffed cotton in his ears, yet was still shaken to the core and pale-faced by the thunderous roar.
"Master Yan!"
"Lion Roar!"
After an initial surprise, Su Ye was delighted and pulled Zhong Hui back further, retreating far enough to be outside the white cloth of the Hai Character Arena before stopping.
Looking again at the Hai Character Arena.
The stage was shrouded in mist, with the qin sound and roar rising layer after layer, and below the stage, there were no people visible within several dozen steps, all unable to withstand it and backed away.
Even outside the Lei Tai ring below is like this.
On stage.
Wang Zhengyi, Lian Jie, and others seemed even more distressed—
A clap!
A thunderous clash!
The sound of thunder clapping like a roar intensified with each strike, amidst it mingled with the flying qin piece, though not as wild as the roar, it still could not be suppressed.
Listening, Wang Zhengyi felt as if he were in the midst of the wilderness, with blazing thunder chasing him in the heavens. The panic and terror in his heart were beyond words.
This was Yan Chuan’s roar, the "Lion Roar."
In addition, amidst this wildness, beneath the celestial thunders, it seemed like there was a Lute Master playing, but the qin piece did not calm these thunders, instead seemed to add fuel to the fire, causing further chaos.
"Ahhhh!"
Wang Zhengyi could not help but let out a long howl, only to relieve the blockage in his heart, hoping that Yan Chuan’s roar would stop quickly.
But the thunder clapped endlessly.
Suddenly, amidst the thunderclap came the sound of a raging wind, the wind being the autumn wind, fully desolate.