Chapter 2435 Wangchen’s Piano

Looking at Yin Li on the stage, Jiang Fangzhou couldn't help but exclaim again, "This guy's invisibility art is truly powerful, it's virtually impossible to guard against!"

Not only him, but a chorus of sighs also rose from the surroundings. After all, facing such an invisible enemy is a terrifying prospect for anyone.

Another half an hour passed, and the first round of ten matches concluded. Some proceeded very smoothly, with opponents surrendering directly without even a single exchange, such as Ye Bufan's and Leng Qingqiu's matches.

Of course, there were also extremely brutal battles, with two Void Tempering Disciples from two major Sects being evenly matched. Although one side ultimately won, they were left with only half a life.

The spectators were incredibly excited, feeling that this year's Talent Demon Competition seemed even more thrilling than previous ones.

Figures like Leng Qingqiu, a martial Dao Genius, and the unknown variable of Tianluo State, all piqued people's interest.

With the ten matches concluded, Baili Xingkong announced the start of the second round, and another ten groups of competitors rose and walked towards the arena.

The moment these twenty competitors stepped onto the stage, they immediately caused a huge stir. Firstly, Holy Dragon Empire's Crown Prince, Baili Hongjun, was in this group.

As the host, his appearance immediately drew a burst of cheers.

Then, everyone's attention was drawn to another sight: on one side was Wangchen from Jueqing Valley, and on the other was Lu Xueman from Shui Mu University.

One wore a mask, the other was as beautiful as a flower, peerlessly stunning. Their entrance instantly made them the new focal point.

Baili Hongjun was originally enjoying the cheers of his subjects, but seeing this scene, his face was filled with chagrin. However, he couldn't do anything, as these two women were simply too beautiful.

Lu Xueman, of course, goes without saying. Although Wangchen wore a mask, her enchanting figure and alluring physique still made countless people yearn for her.

"Jueqing Valley truly has no humanity; to make such a beautiful woman wear a mask is an utter waste of natural beauty…"

"How do you know she's a beauty? Perhaps she's extremely ugly, which is why she wears a mask…"

"What do you know? Jueqing Valley is full of beauties; it's just that no one can remove their masks. I wonder which man will have the ability to do so…"

The crowd discussed animatedly, all curious about Wangchen's appearance.

She, however, was oblivious to all of this, as if she hadn't even noticed. She stepped into the Void Realm and directly ascended to the arena.

This very movement technique drew gasps of admiration from countless people. It was then that everyone realized that, besides Han Jian Xian Zi, this woman was also one of the top favorites to win this competition.

"This woman looks so powerful!"

Jiang Fangzhou said, "Ye Dage, if you were to face her, would you be confident of victory?"

"Hard to say!"

Ye Bufan shook his head slightly. Wangchen on the stage gave him a feeling of being unfathomable, bottomless.

On the other side of the arena stood a young Disciple, whose cultivation had already reached the Void Tempering Middle Stage. He was Gaoda from Shenfeng Valley.

Wangchen's gaze was indifferent. Without a word, she directly sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, about a meter above the arena. Then, with a stretch of her hand, a seven-stringed guqin appeared in her palm.

Her attire, demeanor, and the guqin combined to create a unique charm.

The crowd below was stunned. Weren't they supposed to be competing? What was the meaning of bringing out a guqin?

The referee, however, didn't concern himself with such matters and directly announced the start of the match.

Gaoda bit his lip. Normally, with such a disparity in strength, he shouldn't have stepped onto the stage. But thinking that Shenfeng Valley's greatest strength lay in movement techniques, he figured that if he pushed his speed to the limit, he might still have a chance to fight.

With that thought, he didn't wait for his opponent to make a move. He flashed forward, taking the initiative.

It must be said that the movement technique of a Shenfeng Valley Disciple was astonishingly fast. He transformed into a phantom, and although he couldn't reach the Realm of invisibility like Yin Li, he still made it very difficult for others to discern his true location.

At this moment, Wangchen remained seated, not even glancing in his direction, her gaze fixed solely on the guqin in front of her.

Then, she extended a slender finger and gently plucked a string, followed by a clear, melodious sound rising gracefully.

The sound of the guqin seemed soft, yet incredibly beautiful, and most importantly, it could directly strike one's Soul.

At this moment, Wangchen's jade-like fingers moved lightly, skillfully plucking the strings, appearing as if a Fairy from the Nine Heavens was playing celestial music.

At this very moment, there was no other sound on the entire arena; there was only the lingering melody of the guqin, like the sound of nature.

Each note leaped out, resounding in one's ears, like whispers, like dreams, like confessions, like sorrow, constantly swaying one's mind.

For a time, everyone focusing on this side was drawn in by the guqin's melody, their minds immersed within it, and unknowingly, many people already had tears welling up in their eyes.

Ye Bufan's Mental Energy was extremely powerful, and the guqin's melody wasn't directed at him, so he only felt a brief dizziness before immediately regaining his clarity.

However, the people beside him were not so fortunate. One by one, they looked blank, tears streaming down their faces, all immersed in the guqin's melody.

Looking back at the arena, Gaoda, who was at the forefront, stood there blankly, seemingly having forgotten that he was in a battle.

His eyes were filled with tears, and his expression constantly shifted, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes angry.

"What a terrifying guqin melody!"

Ye Bufan lightly coughed, waking up Nalan Yujia, Jiang Fangzhou, and the others beside him.

"What happened to me?"

Coming back to his senses, Jiang Fangzhou wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, a look of horror on his face: "Damn it, what a terrifying guqin melody! This masked woman is too powerful."

"Damn it, she actually made me cry."

Nalan Yujia cursed, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then said, "Damn it, didn't they say she's from Jueqing Valley? How can she casually play a guqin and stir people's emotions, making them deeply immersed?"

Her words immediately resonated with others. Hu Yaoyao followed up, "Yeah, Ye Dage, how did she do that?"

"This has nothing to do with whether she's from Jueqing Valley!"

Ye Bufan said, "The problem lies in the guqin's sound. This is a form of Soul attack that can instantly damage one's Divine Soul.

The reason people fall into various emotions like sadness is not caused by her, but a natural reaction when one's Mental Energy is breached.

For example, when you're feeling down or sad, you tend to think of your mother or the person you love most; it's the same principle."

Jiang Fangzhou sighed, "It's really terrifying. It sounds even more powerful than the invisibility art from just now."

Ye Bufan nodded, "Indeed, it's very powerful. Without strong Mental Energy, one simply cannot withstand it!"

Nalan Yujia looked up at the arena, "That kid seems to have lost!"

The others also looked over, and as expected, Gaoda stood there foolishly, his expression completely lost in confusion, utterly unaware of where he was, even the sword in his hand had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, the guqin's melody stopped, and the spectators, regaining their senses, also looked towards the arena.

After all, everyone was merely affected, not the primary target of the attack, so their daze was only temporary.

And on the arena, the moment the guqin's melody stopped, Gaoda suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was extremely chaotic, clearly indicating that his Divine Soul had suffered severe damage.

At this moment, everyone present was filled with horror. No one had expected Wangchen's single melody to harm people invisibly, reaching such a terrifying degree.