At this moment, the blue circle had already covered the area and the poisonous gas was spreading. Some youths even died in the blue circle because they were enjoying the music.
It was only at the moment of their death that they reacted and tried to escape.
Unfortunately, it was already too late by the time they reacted.
Dying for the sake of enjoying music was too humiliating for them.
Ye Qing continued to hit the chicken bones and a strong rhythmic music was played.
Vulgar music resounded throughout the entire venue. The audience who were enjoying Murong Yan's elegant and elegant music were immediately stunned.
"Damn, where did this music come from?
It's too vulgar! "
"But I seem to like this kind of music!"
"Chicken, you're too beautiful?
I don't think I see a chicken!
Is he mocking Murong Yan? "
After hearing the strange music played by Ye Qing, all the onlookers were dumbfounded.
In the next moment, their bodies started to dance crazily as if they were injected with chicken blood.
Initially, there were still many people who were enjoying Murong Yan's elegant music. However, Ye Qing had stolen all of her audience's attention the moment he made a move.
Murong Yan's face was pale and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. Her body was drenched in sweat.
Even she could not keep calm and her mentality was on the verge of collapsing. Influenced by Ye Qing's strange singing, even she wanted to dance.
"Aribaldi, get high with me!"
Ye Qing was already high and dancing on the ground, setting the rhythm.
The Great Sage present followed Ye Qing's footsteps and started to dance to Ye Qing's rhythm.
"Da da da, chicken, you're too beautiful, chicken, you're too beautiful!"
Ye Qing continued to sing at the top of his lungs. Suddenly, Murong Yan, who was playing the flute, spat out a mouthful of blood. She was severely injured and her face was pale!
Her mentality had completely collapsed and she was affected by Ye Qing's vulgar music. She could not even continue to play.
Murong Yan had completely lost in the clash of musical attainments. Furthermore, she started to dance to Ye Qing's rhythm.
"Come on, let's have fun. We have plenty of time anyway!"
Ye Qing changed the emphasis and changed the song. It was still so vulgar and straightforward.
The music started playing again. Ye Qing became the center of attention and set the rhythm of the audience.
"A pale yellow dress, fluffy hair, holding my hand while looking at the latest oil painting. In an empty street, in an empty house, I was the only one left holding a party …"
Ye Qing's magical voice rang out. He even changed his style and sang in a rap style with an extremely strange tone.
All kinds of weird music were played by Ye Qing. What skateboard shoes, Little Apple, and the like, all of them were sung out as if they were free.
Under the influence of Ye Qing's singing, Murong Yan had already lost herself.
Ye Qing's singing lasted for three minutes. Some of the weaker Great Sage cultivators fainted during the dance.
Not only were they affected by the poisonous gas, their souls were also damaged. Hence, they could not bear it.
Ye Qing's singing was no joke. If they were affected by Ye Qing's singing, their souls would be severely damaged.
After about five minutes, Ye Qing stopped singing. Murong Yan did not even have the energy to dance. Her entire body was sore and powerless. The power of her soul was severely damaged.
The moment Ye Qing stopped singing, Murong Yan regained her senses and finally regained consciousness.
Among all the Great Sage present, aside from Ye Qing, Murong Yan's soul was the strongest. Hence, she was the first to regain consciousness.
"Murong Yan, what do you think? Do you admit defeat?" Ye Qing asked with a smile.
Murong Yan's delicate body trembled and her chest rose and fell. She was still in a state of shock and had yet to recover her strength.
"You … What exactly did you do?
How did you affect my mind?!
You even ruined the rhythm of my music! "Murong Yan questioned.
Ye Qing smiled indifferently, "Do you want to know?
Become my disciple and I might consider giving you a few pointers. "
Murong Yan was silent for a long time. She was known as the number one music prodigy in the middle heaven domain. As a young 10-star musician, her future was limitless.
However, in today's competition with Ye Qing, Murong Yan was completely defeated. She finally understood that there was always someone better out there!
"Supreme Jian Emperor, why didn't you kill me?" Murong Yan suddenly asked after a long silence.
Just now, Murong Yan was in a state of confusion. She was affected by Ye Qing's singing and lost her mind. If Ye Qing wanted to kill her, it would be as easy as flipping his hand!
Ye Qing heard this and was stunned. He said righteously, "I only wanted to compare notes with you in music. Why would I kill you?
Besides, do we have any grudges? "
Murong Yan's expression froze. Speaking of which, there was no grudge between her and Ye Qing. The only reason they had a conflict was because they competed in music.
Just now, Ye Qing's musical talent was indeed strong. Murong Yan couldn't help but admit that his musical talent far surpassed hers.
"Murong Yan, you don't have to think too much. I'm just curious about all the beautiful things in the world. That's why I wanted to see your true face."
Ye Qing said with a smile. Although he had won against Murong Yan in terms of music, there was no hint of arrogance in his voice.
Ye Qing did not humiliate Murong Yan. On the contrary, he left her some face. Although Murong Yan was defeated, she was still a promising talent. With a little guidance, her future would be limitless.
All in all, Murong Yan was a worthy opponent. She deserved Ye Qing's respect.
"Supreme Jian Emperor, do you really want to see my true face?
Do you know the consequences of seeing it? "Murong Yan frowned. After thinking for a while, she said slowly.
Ye Qing smiled indifferently. He did not think of the consequences. He only wanted to see the true face of a beauty. What consequences could there be?
Could it be that he was blind?
In the Middle Heaven Region, no one had ever seen Murong Yan's true face. Ye Qing wanted to be the first to see it!
Living in this world, if you don't act tough, what's the difference between you and a salted fish?
"Miss Murong Yan, don't talk nonsense. If you lose, you have to admit it. Hurry up and show me your true face. My sword is thirsting for it!"
Ye Qing let out two dry coughs, causing Murong Yan, who was sitting opposite him, to be completely dumbfounded. Her face even flushed red with embarrassment.
"Cough cough, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue. I actually wanted to say that I can't wait. I can't wait to admire your peerless beauty!" Ye Qing said with an old face.
Murong Yan sighed. She felt helpless. She had lost to Ye Qing in music. She had no choice but to accept the bet.
"Alright, I can agree to your request. However, I hope you won't regret it after seeing it!" Murong Yan said resolutely. It seemed that she had used up all her courage to make this decision.