As soon as the piano sounds came out, it was like a dragon entering the sea, unparalleled and unparalleled.

Han Ruo quietly watched Lu Chen playing the piano, and suddenly remembered the sword he had made in the Ning family mansion.

Lu Chen's piano is as unquestionable as he uses a sword, and he is unparalleled and domineering.

There are a small group of people in the world, regardless of their realm or status, when they practice things that are born of themselves, they are the most romantic people.

The song is over.

The tea fragrance fog that originally restricted the sound of the piano disappeared at some point.

Everyone on the round platform came back to their senses from the shock and confusion.

Situ Qin looked unwilling, but she was helpless.

From the moment the piano sounded, he knew that he had lost a lot.

However, this strange way of not judging skills, not reasoning, and crushing was a bit unacceptable.

A brief silence.

"The first place, Lu Chen."

As the judge, Situ Qian looked at the registration manual and said calmly.

According to the normal process, the top three are generally required to evaluate.

But he only sentenced the first place, and generally speaking, it would definitely attract objections, but this time it did not.

Because even the layman can see that this piano sound that is close to Tao is no longer on the same level as others.

Lu Chen walked off the round platform, suddenly frowned, and said, "How many more times will it take for such a competition?"

Ning Huanhuan came back from the shock and said, "Select the first place in each competition and hold the final spring battle."

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Melephant?"

Ning Huanhuan nodded and said, "Yes."

Lu Chen glanced around and said in confusion: "Why are there no type of fight directly?"

In the world of practice, no matter what posture or method you enter the Tao, the most basic and most important thing is combat power.

In the world of practice, the strong prey on the weak is very vulgar, but also very real.

So Lu Chen could understand the most common combat power to determine the outcome, but he didn't understand why he still had to do so many tricks, which was quite a bit like taking off his pants and farting.

Ning Yitian has been taciturn and explained at this moment: "It is mainly for the quota and interests. The top five can control the distribution of spiritual mineral resources outside the city. As for why there are no projects to fight at the beginning..."

Ning Yitian smiled bitterly and said, "The Daode Sect has been ranked first in the Spring Festival for decades, and the disciples' resources are the best in the county, so... there is no need."

There is no need, because the final winner is the moral gate anyway.

Lu Chen said oh, then began to wander around.

The piano music competition came to an end soon, but the rest were still in full swing.

A child with a pretty face guides the country on the chessboard.

The old man with white-haired man without any realm was hanging his head indifferently above a thousand meters above an altitude.

There were two thin young men studying and verbal battles.

Ouyang’s parents’ daughter Ouyang Qianqian is planning on the sand table, showing her yawning face.

Lu Chen did not stop anywhere, he just swept through it.

Ning Huanhuan followed behind and said with some concern: "Lu Chen, will you beat them later?"

"Since you want to break the engagement, that's natural."

Lu Chen said.

Ning Huanhuan whispered: "What if I can't win?"

Lu Chen thought about it carefully and said, "Then run away."

Ning Huanhuan scratched her little head and nodded in a daze.

....

The spring meeting lasted from noon until the second day.

Most of the people present were practitioners, without any abnormality, not to mention that there were many buildings around the Round Platform for rest, and were served by a beautiful and considerate maid, who was very considerate.

When the lingyi god reaches middle age, he has been working hard all year round and has already rested.

Late at night, there were still countless noises and warm sounds in the distance.

Lu Chen kept standing on the edge of the round platform and looked up at the distance.

Ning Huanhuan had two eyelids fighting, but she still stubbornly sat on the small stool beside her and fell asleep against Lu Chen.

Han Ruo brought a luxurious velvet marten shawl and gently covered the little girl.

Lu Chen looked at her.

Han Ruo looked as usual and asked, "What are you looking at in the sky for so long?"

Lu Chen said calmly: "People are always easily attracted by the scenery in the distance and forget what is in front of them."

Han Ruojing waits for the following.

Lu Chen pointed to the sky, "The sky is full of stars and seas, endless spiritual power is the sky. Under such strange phenomena as heaven and earth, human power is so small and fragile, and it seems so magnificent. But everyone here doesn't even think of looking up, but instead cares about some inexplicable magic weapons and pills, so they don't understand."

Han Ruo sneered: "You are from Jiange, and you are born to be respected by thousands of people, so you can have such a domineering sword intent. But everyone here is fighting for resources, with different visions, so what can you see be the same?"

Lu Chen did not explain some of the mistakes in the other party's words, but just remained silent for a while and nodded, "It's reasonable."

Han Ruo looked at the sky and sighed: "Even if you can win this competition, there is not much change for the Ning family. He just kills the chicken and takes the eggs, and survives."

She had heard of the name of Lu Chen in the Sword Pavilion. The Dragon and Phoenix List of Ferry Sky was defeated by Lu Chen, so she was not worried about winning or losing in this competition.

But he cared about other issues.

Lu Chen said calmly: "I came here to end Ning Huanhuan's engagement, and the Chunqi meeting has no meaning to me."

The old servant asked back: "The moral gate is deeply rooted in Ruyang City, how can you solve it?"

Lu Chen said calmly: "Fight until the end of the patron."

....

Han Ruo stared into Lu Chen's eyes, as if he wanted to see something.

A giant like Jiange is naturally like a beast to a small sect like the Moral Sect.

But the power of a person is completely different from the power of a sect.

The backer behind the Daode Sect is Daode Lin, which is a major sect of the same level as the Hanyun Sect before the chaos.

She cared about it, or was afraid that Lu Chen would do his own arbitrary behavior and left, but in the end she caused a bigger problem and left it to Ning's family.

Lu Chen said calmly: "What I said is naturally a complete solution. As for you, no matter what the reason is, the demon clan cannot harm ordinary people. I will let you go for the last time, but there will be no next time."

The fox banshee narrowed her eyes and a faint demonic aura emanated from her body.

It is really hard to encounter how a sword cultivator at a low level speaks to her.

Lu Chen didn't look back and asked lightly: "I want to die?"

The old servant looked at his eyes and for some reason he suddenly remembered the sword again. After hesitating for a while, his breath still calmed down.

The two of them were speechless, and looked up at the starry sky at the same time.

On this thousand-meter round platform, some people are happy, some are melancholy, some are dreaming, some are full of regret, and some are looking at the moon.

This scene is like a smaller version of the world.

With a red sun emerging from winter.

Finally, it was dawn.
Chapter completed!