Chapter 539 Why does he have BGM?

Three days later, east of Donglei City.

The Fenglei Mountains, which were quiet in the past, are now extremely lively.

Due to the convening of the Four-Party Pavilion Conference, the restrictions on flying in the Fenglei Mountains were lifted. Countless powerful men from all over Zhongzhou, both large and small, came with visiting cards in hand, either walking in the air or activating their fighting spirit to transform into wings, and rushed to the "Thunder Mountain" in the center of the mountains.

That is the location of the East Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion.

Of course, the venue of the Sifang Pavilion Conference is not on Leishan Mountain, but on another high mountain next to Leishan Mountain.

A vast open space was opened up on the top of the mountain, so even Dou Zong-level warriors could use their strength in a fight.

There are scattered viewing platforms built around it.

There are only four chairs on the highest podium in the East, and all of them are currently empty.

The disciples of Fenglei Pavilion were leading the guests to the appropriate viewing platform according to the visiting cards in their hands.

When most of the guests were seated, Fei Tian, ​​the North Pavilion Master of Fenglei Pavilion, landed lightly in the center of the competition venue.

"I am Fei Tian, ​​the old man, and I welcome all the guests to the Sifang Pavilion Conference. Now, I would like to invite the four helmsmen of our Sifang Pavilion!"

Just as he finished speaking, a bolt of white lightning fell from the clouds in the sky onto the main stage.

Lord Lei, dressed in silver, makes a domineering appearance!

Then, there was an ear-piercing sound of breaking wind, and a ten-foot-long giant sword came from the east towards the rising sun.

When approaching the main stage, the giant sword split into countless flying swords and slowly dissipated.

The seemingly inconspicuous old man dressed in linen clothes stepped onto the main stage with a smile on his face.

Venerable Lei smiled and said:
"Sword Master, I haven't seen you for two years. You are more elegant than before."

Sword Master snorted coldly, didn't reply at all, and sat down on the chair.

"Oh, old man Jian has such a bad temper. He still has a knot in his heart from that competition!"

As soon as Sword Master sat down, a sinister and strange laugh was heard.

A black light came violently from the foot of the mountain and sat down with a wave of his sleeve.

The old man had a pale face and a pair of pupils, one black and one white, which looked very strange!

The Sword Master said in a neutral tone:
"My luck was worse than that of old man Lei. I was not like a certain person who only lasted a hundred rounds at the hands of Venerable Feng and was in a very miserable state. What do you think, Venerable Huangquan?"

The old man in black robe had a cold look in his eyes, and was about to say something sarcastic when his expression suddenly changed.

Lord Thunder and Lord Sword also looked towards the south.

A breeze blew by, and gradually formed a whirlwind on the main stage.

When the whirlwind dissipated, an old man in blue clothes stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm:
"Haha, you three are here early."

Venerable Lei shook his head:

"You are obviously the fastest, but you always come last. You should drink three cups as punishment!"

Although Venerable Feng looks inconspicuous, he is the one with the highest cultivation among the four great venerables of Sifang Pavilion.

Venerable Huangquan is only half a step away from becoming a three-star Dou Zun. Venerable Lei and Venerable Jian are both three-star Dou Zun. Only Venerable Feng has reached the level of a four-star Dou Zun!

When all four venerables arrived, all the guests stood up and saluted:
"Greetings to the four masters of Sifang Pavilion!"

As the host of this Four-Party Pavilion Conference, it was naturally Venerable Lei who spoke:
"You all came from afar, of course you didn't come here to see the four of us showing off. The Sifang Pavilion Conference is a grand gathering for the new generation. Please take your seats, the competition will begin soon!"

Venerable Lei motioned Fei Tian to continue.

Fei Tian then continued:

"The Sifang Pavilion Conference is about to begin. Now, please invite all the contestants to come on stage one by one!"

There were too many new generation strong men who signed up for the Sifang Pavilion Conference, so the Sifang Pavilion had to raise the threshold, so that the final number of contestants was reduced to sixty-four!
Among these sixty-four people, not one of them is lower than the eight-star Douhuang level!

And the best among them have already reached the realm of Dou Zong!

If this happened in any second or third rate family, he could become the patriarch!
At the entrance, Liu Ruyan, wearing a cheongsam, said to the camera:

"Everyone! This is the exclusive live broadcast of the Zhongzhou Four-sided Pavilion Conference! This live broadcast room has bought out the exclusive third-person perspective broadcast rights of the three great gods Yang Shan, Xiao Aotian, and Yi Qingyang. Next, we will turn the camera to the entrance. Here comes the first wave of contestants. They are, um, sorry, I don’t know them."

The first wave of contestants were just appetizers, and they were basically new generation talents from some second- and third-rate forces.

Of course, this genius needs to be put in quotation marks.

The real highlight is still the Sifang Pavilion!
After half of the people had left, the entrance suddenly became empty.

I only heard Fei Tian shouting:

"Now, please welcome the new generation of talented disciples from Xingyun Pavilion!"

The Sifang Pavilion still has to have the proper grandeur.

I saw four figures slowly walking out from the entrance gate.

The woman in the lead looked very young, and her green dress could not hide her beautiful figure.

Master Feng’s personal disciple——Mu Qingluan!

Next to him, there was a young man in black with a huge ruler on his back as tall as a man. If it wasn’t Xiao Aotian, who else could it be?
As for the two people behind him, they should also be the best among the new generation of Xingyun Pavilion, but compared with the first two, they should be much inferior.

Liu Ruyan immediately zoomed in and began to introduce:
"Oh my god, Mu Qingluan is even more beautiful than I imagined. I don't need to introduce Xiao Aotian any more. Our King Xiao is still as cool and awesome as ever. Look at his confident expression. Wow! Although King Xiao is not invincible, we cannot deny his strength. I wonder what kind of results he will achieve in this Sifang Pavilion Conference!"

Xiao Aotian is a familiar face, but Mu Qingluan has never been exposed!

Because there are too few players heading to Zhongzhou right now, this Sifang Pavilion Conference is not dominated by players.

Therefore, in the context of information blockade, Liu Ruyan's live broadcast became the only option.

As we all know, the big guys who are currently at the top of the national server are all in Zhongzhou!
Coupled with the hype created by the Meteor Club, more than ten million people are now flocking to Liu Ruyan’s live broadcast room!
When the camera was turned to Mu Qingluan, the live broadcast screen was completely blocked by the barrage of comments. If the barrage of comments was not blocked, you really couldn't see anything.

"Fuck! Mu Qingluan is good enough!"

"This appearance should be no worse than Nalan Yanran, right?"

"It's still not as good as Medusa. It probably hasn't grown up yet."

"Tianyao's art team has always been of high standard. Mu Qingluan is pretty good! I just don't know how Feng Qing'er is, hehe!"

"I really want Mu Qingluan to be my virtual screen, because then I can set her proportions at will!"

The next team to appear is the Wanjian Pavilion team.

There are also four people in Wanjian Pavilion.

However, compared to the "112" formation of Xingyun Pavilion, the Wanjian Pavilion uses a "22" formation.

Liu Ruyan immediately started to lead the pace:

"Oh my god, that should be Yi Qingyang, the president of Shuxianlou, right? How many little fans of Young Master Yi are there in the live broadcast room? Anyway, I saw Young Master Yi flying a sword with one hand in the video, like a real immortal cultivator, with an extraordinary temperament."

"The one next to him, let me check the interface. Wow, it's Tang Ying! The Wanjian Pavilion doesn't have a lot of roles in the original novel, but it also describes the Wanjian Pavilion's Sword Master and Tang Ying as both very decent people."

"Tang Ying and Mu Qingluan have the same status in their respective forces. They are both disciples of the Pavilion Master, but Xiao Tianwang stands behind Mu Qingluan. On the contrary, Young Hero Yi walks side by side with Tang Ying, and seeing that the two of them are talking and laughing, it seems that they have a very good relationship!"

"Has Young Master Yi become a genius who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Tang Ying? He doesn't seem to have made it onto the Heavenly Ranking yet."

Tang Ying's appearance is actually quite good, and of course Yi Qingyang is not bad either.

But the most important thing is Yi Qingyang's sword-riding skills. The special effects are so comfortable to watch. All kinds of flying swords are flying in the sky with a wave of his hand.

Not only female players, but many male players also think that Yi Qingyang is very handsome, so many players began to try to find some sword-riding fighting skills.

It’s just that sword-controlling fighting skills are relatively rare, and the levels of the sword-controlling fighting skills currently produced are relatively low. Most players can only use them to show off, and only Yi Qingyang is really strong.

Now Yi Qingyang has obtained the "Yaoguang Xuanjin" which is ranked fourteenth on the Yijin List. Although he has not entered the Tianbang List, many players also believe that Yi Qingyang should have a combat power close to or even comparable to that of the Tianbang players.

Liu Ruyan continued to introduce:

"Fenglei Pavilion is the host, so it should be the last to appear. The next ones to appear should be those from Huangquan Pavilion. I believe everyone should have an impression of Wang Chen, the genius from Huangquan Pavilion. He is a clown. Oh, here he is, and he is really ugly, as if he is suffering from kidney failure!" In fact, Wang Chen has nothing to do with kidney failure. He just has a feminine face, and the expression on his face is usually an evil smile or murderous intent.

Huangquan Pavilion also had four disciples participating in the competition, but the sharp-eyed Liu Ruyan saw a familiar face at the end of the team.

"Isn't that Bloody Biao, the leader of the Wolf Guild? Why is he here in Zhongzhou?"

There were also many discussions about Blood Rush in the live broadcast barrage.

"Damn, it's the president of that crazy guild!"

"This Blood-Forcing Kuangbiao is absolutely ruthless. When he meets a difficult person, he will give in and talk about cooperation. When he meets an easy-to-bully person, he will attack him if he doesn't leave!"

“Although I am not too fond of this Blood Rush, I have to say that among the players who don’t have any special abilities, Blood Rush’s combat power should be able to rank among the top three.”

"I heard that Blood Rage has never been defeated so far."

"You're talking nonsense. Many people on the forum are saying that when Blood Rage meets a real boss, his first move is Blood Escape. Do you know what Blood Escape is? It's used to escape!"

"Damn, from what you guys said, this Xue Kuang Biao is really ruthless. Without the strangeness of heaven and earth, he dared to sneak into Zhongzhou in this version, and even mixed into the team of Huangquan Pavilion!"

"It's incredible."

"You guys can discuss the blood rush slowly. I want to see Feng Qing'er!"

"Fuck! Is that Feng Qing'er? So cool!"

Feng Qing'er's appearance naturally caused a commotion.

Among the four direct disciples of Sifang Pavilion, the most low-key one is Mu Qingluan, and the most high-profile one is Feng Qing'er.

She walked with her head held high like a proud peacock.

The two fellow disciples following behind her were more like her followers.

Liu Ruyan didn't have time to explain. She was messaging Yang Shan:

"God Yang? God Yang? Aren't you going to attend the Sifang Pavilion Conference?"

Yang Shan: “Yes.”

Liu Ruyan: "You didn't show up!"

Yang Shan: "The strong ones usually appear last, and the ones before them are just foreshadowing."

Liu Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief:
"That's good, God Yang is indeed domineering!"

In fact, Yang Shan, who was standing behind the entrance at this moment, felt somewhat helpless.

"You're causing me trouble just by competing. Feng Qing'er, just wait for me!"

Of course, Yang Shan didn't want to appear last.

The old bastard always has to hide in the dark, he wishes he could keep a low profile.

It’s not too late to show off after the game is over.

But Feng Qing'er deliberately hid with the other two.

When Yang Shan saw Feng Qing'er, she was already there.

Yang Shan was left behind.

Feng Qing'er sneered in her heart:
"Heh, if you don't go with the Fenglei Pavilion team, what will the guests watching the game think of you, Yang Shan?"

At this moment, Venerable Lei sent a message to Fei Tian.

After Fei Tian finished listening, he hesitated for a few seconds, then cleared his throat and deliberately raised his voice:
"Next, please welcome the last contestant of this conference. He is the newly appointed Young Master of Fenglei Pavilion—Yang Shan, the One-Knife Master!"

"Fuck! What is Fei Tian doing?"

It would be fine if he just made it to the end, but now he has announced his identity with such fanfare.

what is this?
This requires him to stand under the spotlight. If there is any mistake in the performance, he will become the laughing stock of Zhongzhou!

Yang Shan naturally didn't know that this was the instruction of Lord Lei, so he put the blame on Feng Qing'er.

"Feng Qing'er, don't you really think that this little trick can make me retreat?"

Yang Shan was not in a hurry to leave. He sent a message to Liu Ruyan.

"Okay, don't worry, Master Yang, I will definitely get it done for you!"

Liu Ruyan immediately took out a big loudspeaker from her ring.

This is the "Thousand Mile Transmission", a product of the Douqi Continent's refining equipment. It has the same sound function as the real world, except that the sound of the Thousand Mile Transmission is louder and has unique sonic characteristics. No matter how close you are, the sound will not seem too loud, and no matter how far away you are, the sound will not seem too soft.

Liu Ruyan entered three words in the music search bar:

Asian!
The soothing and melodious flute sound echoes in the mountains.

The Huang Quan Master on the main stage spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Where does the flute sound come from?"

Sword Master: "There is a girl on the sidelines, she is using the Thousand Mile Transmission! Thunder Master, is this your arrangement?"

Venerable Lei felt a little embarrassed, as this was not his arrangement.

But he knew about Liu Ruyan. Yang Shan had specially greeted Fei Tian and asked this beautiful woman to enter, and as long as she did not take the initiative to hurt anyone, she should not be disturbed.

Now it seems that this should be the work of Yang Shan!

Venerable Feng was quite leisurely and even praised:
“This song is good!”

Since Master Lei did not express his opinion, Fei Tian would naturally not interfere with Liu Ruyan.

The melodious flute sound gradually faded, and was connected by the heavy drum sound.

At the moment the drum sound appeared, a figure appeared at the entrance.

However, the entrance was dark and only the outline could be seen.

The figure did not move forward, but the drumming continued.

Anyone who knows a little about music should be able to hear that the drumming is building up momentum and an explosion is about to come.

Xiao Aotian couldn't help but curse:

"Fuck! Why does he have BGM? Brother Quxie! Brother Quxie!"

Yi Qingyang: "Hmm? I was absorbed in listening to the music. Brother Xiao, what's wrong?"

Xiao Aotian: "Yang Shan is trying to show off again! Don't you have any reaction?"

Yi Qingyang: "How can I react? I can't beat him."

As the two were talking, the drum beats began to accelerate and the flute sounds that had disappeared before reappeared.

The flute and drum became a perfect match at this moment, and Yang Shan walked out of the entrance with such exciting background music.

A blood-red cloak fluttered in the wind, and the ink-black sword in his hand was integrated with its sheath.

Perhaps because the wind was too noisy, Yang Shan used his free left hand to straighten his collar, then took a step forward.

The azure sea heart flame appeared under his feet and condensed into a deep blue phoenix.

The blood-red cloak worn by Yang Shan was also covered with thunder.

This thunder is the same color as the cloak!
Covered in blood thunder and stepping on blue phoenix, the other contestants were all standing on the ground, only Yang Shan was flying in the sky, looking down from above.

Since Feng Qing'er wants to "isolate" him, then Yidao Zhenjun will let the world know that he is superior to everyone else and has no one around him, so he is "isolated".

Although Yang Shan is generally very low-key, it doesn't mean he won't be high-profile!

On the contrary, if he, Master Yidao, wants to show off, all the contestants present can only serve as foils!

(End of this chapter)