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Chapter 227 The moment of life and death!

It was not until Gong Yuanzheng finished singing the last line of this song and when he played the last note of the guqin, the surging situation gradually became quiet.

The four battle spirits in Lin Li's air fell in front of Gong Yuanzheng one after another.

The powerful force of gravity almost trembled the entire central gymnasium.

"Battle Spirit, pay homage to the Lord!"

The four great battle spirits faced Gong Yuanzheng at the same time and knelt on one knee.

Then, he shouted loudly in unison.

The shouting sound was overwhelming.

Contains endless fighting spirit.

Once the resounding sounded, more than 50,000 holy cultivators in the five provinces of the Southern Region all shrank their eyes and their bodies and minds trembled slightly, which was shocked.

quiet!

The whole scene.

With the end of Miyamoto-masato's performance and the summoning of the four great war spirits, he completely fell into a dead silence.

But under this quiet atmosphere, there are 50,000 surging hearts beating violently.

as well as.

There are also the worship of the four great war spirits, which are still spreading melodiously.

"After this song, if you can still win me, then my life will end immediately!"

Inspecting the four major battle spirits to kneel down and shout, Gong Yuanzheng sneered frivolously. In the area, he ignored Jiang Liu on the stage and said in a deep voice.

He has great confidence in this song.

Even when facing the five southern provinces, he is a real town-level figure in the lyrics and music field.

What's more.

This song also summoned four great war spirits in one fell swoop.

This undoubtedly added endless confidence to Gong Yuanzheng.

"This song by President Gong is simply a rare lyricist and musical masterpiece in the five southern provinces of our country."

"Even the town-level powerhouses in the five southern provinces will be amazed by it. The rating of this song must be at the height of the Tianpin rating!"

For a moment.

Listening to Gong Yuanzheng's frivolous words to Jiang Liu, Gu Xingfeng standing beside Gong Yuanzheng also said in admiration.

He and Gong Yuanzheng bet on the position of president of the Poetry and Lyrics Association in the five southern provinces.

and.

Miyamoto-zheng bet on his life again.

In this last lyrics and music duel, he and Gong Yuanzheng could not lose, and he also believed that they and Gong Yuanzheng could not lose.

"Love is a good lyric, and music is also a good lyric. This lyric and music is indeed good!"

"However, even if the four major battle spirits are summoned, in the end, they still have to be judged by the rating."

"Don't you think it's too early now?"

Facing Gong Yuanzheng's confidence in his slight challenge and Gu Xingfeng, Jiang Liu on the stage smiled disapprovingly and said.

"snort!"

"Then I'll let you see the final rating of this song."

"It's also easy for you to be convinced by the loss!"

Gong Yuanzheng snorted coldly and said sarcastically.

And as he spoke, the lyrics and music light on his head suddenly rose again.

This light is like ten thousand golden dragons, rising and surging at the same time.

immediately.

Under the nervous attention of more than 50,000 people in the five southern provinces, they slowly gathered at the end of the song Gong Yuanzheng one by one.

now.

The scene was still.

The hearts of more than 50,000 holy cultivators in the entire central gymnasium also became depressed.

Can this song by Gong Yuanzheng break through the Tianpin rating?

This is what everyone present is nervous and concerned about.

"You must not break through to the Tiangen rating!"

"As soon as I break through the Tianqi rating, I will be finished in Jiangjun Province!"

Tens of thousands of male and female saint cultivators in Jiangjun Province held their breath, clenched their fists, and murmured in a low voice.

However, tens of thousands of men and women from the five southern provinces raised their arms high and shouted excitedly.

“Tianpin Rating!”

“Tianpin Rating!”

“Tianpin Rating!”

Buzz ~

However.

It was amid these exciting shouts that at the end of Gong Yuanzheng's lyrics and music, three golden rating characters were gathered.

Rating: Tianyipin!!!

Bang!

As soon as the Tianyi grade was rated, tens of thousands of male and female saint cultivators in Jiangjun Province froze.

Tens of thousands of men and women in the four provinces of the Southern Region, including Ma Tianrui, Xing Daoting, Zhuo Bufan and other famous families, were all very happy.

"Damn!"

"Tianyi Pin!"

"It's really a Tianyi grade rating!"

"It's stable, it's stable this time, President Gong will win!"

A fierce wave of cheers flooded the entire central gymnasium space layer by layer.

Tens of thousands of male and female saint cultivators from the four provinces of the Southern Region, including Ma Tianrui and Xing Daoting, all the famous families could not hide their excitement and joy, and began to jump up excitedly.

In the tense atmosphere just now, everyone in the four provinces of the Southern Region were uneasy and extremely anxious.

But as the Tianyi rating of the song "Ming Yuanzheng" was released, their tight hearts were finally relieved.

"Myong Yuanzheng's lyrics and music actually reached the Tianyi grade rating?"

only.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Looking at the Tianyi rating of Gong Yuanzheng's song, Bai Qingyun and Feng Xiaoting looked at each other silently.

They all saw a rich divine light of worry from deep in each other's pupils.

After Jiang Liu wrote three amazing poems and one lyric and song, Jiang Liu's background and inspiration must have been almost exhausted.

In front of the lyrics and songs of Gong Yuanzheng's Tianyi rating, this is undoubtedly a fatal oppression for Jiang Liu and the people in Jiangjun Province.

"In the past, I have always heard that Gong Yuanzheng is low-key, but has extraordinary background in the field of lyrics and music."

"I saw you today and it's true that you have a good reputation."

Feeling the slightly worried expression of Bai Qingyun and Feng Xiaoting, Gong Yuanzheng in the area, then looked at Jiang Liu on the stage.

She did not speak to comfort Bai Qingyun and Feng Xiaoting, and also did not speak to Jiang Liu again.

He just walked onto the stage silently and approached Jiang Liu. Then he released his spiritual space and took out all his golden-level musical instruments.

Golden guitar!

Golden-level guqin!

Golden-level guzheng!

Golden-level jade Xiao!

Golden-level music drum!

There are as many as a dozen such golden-level musical instruments.

Xuanyuan Ruozhi placed them one by one in front of Jiang Liu and said:

"I know there are not many golden-level instruments in your hand. Now, every instrument here belongs to you."

"But, after you win and save your life, you have to return it to me with your own hands!"

Xuanyuan Ruozhi's beautiful eyes were rippling, and Jiang Liu's beautiful face tightly condensed, and said lightly in a soft voice.

Although these instruments are all golden-level instruments, in Xuanyuan Ruozhi's view, compared with Jiang Liu's life, it is not worth mentioning.

After she asked Jiang Liu to win this duel, she asked Jiang Liu to return the instruments to him. In fact, she was not stingy with these instruments.

Instead, he wanted Jiang Liu to save his life.

Even if it is not for Jiangnan City or Jiangjun Province, it is for her!
Chapter completed!
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