Yun Feimiao did understand the meaning of social phobia, but he felt that Wang Yiming was not very socially anxious. His lack of presence on weekdays was probably due to his martial arts skills.
Which direct disciple was not a stranger to Wang Yiming when he first started learning?
But Wang Yiming had no problem communicating with them from the beginning, without any shyness or embarrassment.
When Wang Yiming needs to communicate with outsiders when he is away from home, he has no problems, but he tries to avoid some communication whenever possible.
Yun Feimiao felt that rather than being socially anxious, Wang Yiming was more likely to be afraid of trouble.
But he didn't know whether Lai Lai was really socially anxious, but he looked quite scary anyway, which was very different from some people who pretended to be mysterious.
As soon as the whistle sounded on the stage, layers of mist began to spread from Lai Lai's body, soon covering the entire arena.
Most people in the audience were confused. Was this sudden fog because they didn't want people to see their fight?
Yun Feimiao and Xie Yang were also confused. They could both see the scene clearly in the fog, but they only saw Lai Lai beating the gong inside.
Wang Yiming's figure was looming. One could only see that he was approaching Lai Lai, but it was impossible to tell how he hid his figure.
Lai Lai ignored Wang Yiming and just kept beating his gong.
Clang clang clang clang clang——
At first glance, Lai Lai's gong sounds have no rhythm. Sometimes they are dense, sometimes they are even denser, so loud that it hurts people's ears.
After discovering that many of the audience could not stand the sound of the gong, Sect Leader Qu of the Tianyin Sect waved his sleeves and set up a soundproof barrier around the arena.
Everyone could still hear the sound of the gong from before, but it was much quieter and no longer had the same eardrum-shaking effect, but it was still noisy.
Yun Feimiao couldn't help but sigh, "It turns out that not all the music practitioners of the Tianyin Sect pursue beautiful melodies."
Bai Yuanchen said, "Even if I had thought about it before, I had no choice but to give it up after contracting it with that natal instrument."
He felt a sense of sympathy for Lai Lai, and even suspected that the other party was hiding all day long because he had become autistic because of his name and the gong.
Yun Feimiao shook his head: "Not really, right? Even if my innate instrument isn't so satisfying, it's not impossible to pursue a more beautiful melody."
"For example, Senior Brother Bai, you can learn a few more musical instruments."
“…”
Bai Yuanchen felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart.
"Also, the suona has rich melodies and can be used to create music. Some of them are quite pleasant to listen to. I feel it is better than the gong."
Yun Feimiao felt that the most a gong could do was beat the beat to accompany someone, and it was difficult to make a song on its own, so Senior Brother Bai's luck was not the worst.
When Bai Yuanchen heard this, he also felt that this made sense.
Although his suona is not that good looking and the sound is a bit overbearing, it is indeed better than Lai Lai's gong?
Because of the soundproof barrier, Lai Lai could not hear the whispers of the two people in the audience, otherwise he would have been furious.
Before entering the Tomb of Sound, his ideal instrument was something beautiful and pleasant to listen to, like the Qin and Xiao, but in the end...
Bai Yuanchen was chased by suona for several rounds in the past, but he didn't get that treatment.
Shortly after entering the Tomb of Sound, he was knocked unconscious by a gong that hit him. When he woke up again, he found himself holding a gong in one hand and a hammer in the other, and he also had a life contract with the instrument.
Lai Lai couldn't believe that he had been subjected to such forced buying and selling. He immediately closed his eyes and prayed that this was just a nightmare.
It was not until he was dragged out by his fellow disciples that he confirmed that all this was true. He had actually contracted a gong.
After that, Lai Lai became completely withdrawn.
He originally had only mild social anxiety, but after signing the contract with Tongluo, he didn't want to see people anymore.
But he still had to see him, after all, he couldn't miss the necessary courses from his disciples.
After finishing all the courses, he secluded himself every day, studying many music scores, hoping to play a beautiful piece of music with the gong.
Unfortunately, he achieved nothing after five years of seclusion, so he found another way to make noise.
After all, music is also a means of attack for music cultivators. Lai Lai comforted himself, since he was going to attack anyway, there was no need for it to sound too nice, right?
To put it bluntly can suppress the opponent in all aspects, right?
Although I comforted myself in this way, I still felt a little upset.
The more upset he was, the more unpleasant the sound of his gong became. Even the audience outside the barrier couldn't help but cover their ears.
But Wang Yiming, who should have been the most influenced by him, did not react at all and continued to move forward at his own pace.
The closer he got to Lai Lai, the more unpredictable his figure became.
When he was only one foot away from Lai Lai, he disappeared.
The next moment, Wang Yiming's sword was placed directly on Lai Lai's neck.
Lai Lai did not struggle and decisively admitted defeat.
Everyone in the audience was basically confused, feeling that they had watched the entire fight in vain.
Before the fight started, one of the two people on the stage didn't show his face at all, while the other one showed his face, but no one could remember what he looked like!
After the fight began, the stage was covered in fog. They could not see anything but could hear a noisy clanging sound.
After clanging for a long time, the fog suddenly dissipated and Lai Lai suddenly lost.
So, what is the process?
Moreover, these two people left the stage so quickly, one still did not show up, and the other was still forgotten...
Hiss, does this round of fighting really exist?
I covered my ear that used to hurt, and oh, it was still there.
Yun Feimiao and Xie Yang watched the whole thing, but still felt that they were alone.
"How did Senior Brother Wang hide his tracks?" Yun Feimiao still didn't quite understand.
Xie Yang thought for a moment and said, "It's not hiding, it's probably moving quickly in a short period of time, but the afterimage still remains in the original position, giving people the illusion that he is still there."
"How amazing." Yun Feimiao's eyes lit up, "There are so many interesting techniques in this world."
Xie Yang nodded. "It's interesting, but also difficult to learn. It's said that the set of skills that Senior Brother Wang is practicing now would take hundreds of years for the Wanjian Sect to produce someone who can learn it."
By the time the second round of fighting ended, it was already dark.
But most monks can see at night, so there are two martial arts competitions at night.
Yun Feimiao looked at the list and found that Liu Songlan was in the third round of the Jindan group, and his second sister Yun Ruogui was in the third round of the Yuanying group.
Yun Feimiao hesitated for a while, but finally sat down with the Nascent Soul group.
Yun Feiyin pulled Ye Zheng towards the Jindan group without hesitation.
Although the Jindan group's competition was nothing exciting, his second sister's opponent was Yan Fan from the Forging Sect!
If that guy goes to compete, other people from the Weapon Forging Sect will definitely come as well, and then his eldest brother will be unhappy again.
Seeing him like this, Ye Zheng laughed and said, "Xiao Yin, why are you hiding? Are you feeling guilty?"
"I didn't." Yun Feiyin curled his lips, "I have always been open and honest. If anyone feels guilty, it should be Senior Brother."
Ye Zheng: "..."
Well, he should feel guilty. Who made him always jealous without knowing it?
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