Everyone has only one thought in mind at this time:

How could there be such a beautiful voice in this world?

Is this a sound that humans can make?

The person standing on the stage is not a human being, right?

Their emotions were controlled by this voice, and they couldn't help themselves and forgot everything they did.

In the chanting, some people heard the tragic feeling of the heroes gone forever, while others heard the heroic spirit.

More people felt an anger aroused in their chests, stirring and agitating.

This sound of nature is the clarion call for progress, and it is also God’s blessing and encouragement sprinkled on the earth.

Because of his presence, we have nothing to fear.

Then the sonorous and powerful voice of the chorus came in, short and firm, as if cheering for the soldiers.

"At the dawn of dawn"

"After Dusk"

"never ending"

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The original lyrics of "Victory" were in English, but here they were changed into Chinese by Yu Hai. Each word was sung very briefly. If it weren't for the subtitles, many people wouldn't even recognize the specific content.

But no one cares about this.

The melody is enough to express the theme clearly.

We are about to enter the battlefield, we will go all out, and we will win.

This is a song to inspire athletes.

In the sports competition field, isn't it necessary to have such a spirit of fighting against the odds?

After all, there is only one champion.

The athletes at the scene only felt passionate and adrenaline soaring at this time, as if they had been hit with stimulants.

Come on! Fight for victory!

At this moment, I have nothing to fear!

The chorus gradually ends with the big violins complementing each other, and the rhythm gradually slows down. This is a short pause after a wave of charge.

The sound of the violin is long and full of helplessness and sadness.

It is mourning and sighing.

Then as the piano progressed step by step, Yu Hai raised his hands again.

Everyone subconsciously calmed down their breathing and prepared themselves to receive the baptism of God.

In their expectant eyes, Yu Hai stood one meter away from the microphone, his lips slightly opened, and the divine voice filled his ears.

Please welcome the sound of nature!

His expression was indifferent and calm, and he sang effortlessly and with ease.

There is a castrato named Farinelli on Earth, and it is said that his vocal range exceeds three octaves.

Yu Hai, who has turned on the sounds of nature, can easily reach this level.

Even though they have been prepared in advance, when many people hear this natural sound again, their whole bodies are excited, their pores are dilated, and their whole bodies are soft.

It feels like my soul has been washed away.

Don’t get me wrong, I just feel great!

Sing more, keep going, don’t stop!

The rhythm of the music is gradually accelerating, with drums, piano and other instruments assisting the high-pitched vocals. It is the determination to go all out, the determination to win, and the ambition to completely destroy the opponent.

This is also the dawn of victory in sight and the final charge.

The music is like a wave of waves, coming towards the audience.

Many people's faces were already turning red from holding back.

Some people were holding on to the armrests of their seats with both hands, some were leaning forward and stretching their necks just to get closer to the stage, and some even stood up, and even the people in the back row stood up with a roar, forming a square shape.

On the stage, the chorus joins in, just like the guards guarding the general, trying to become a solid barrier, no one can stop it.

Yu Hai's beautiful singing voice and instrumental performance are perfectly integrated, and in thousands of turns, he paints a magnificent scene for everyone.

It shocked people's hearts with a sense of tragedy, anger and hope.

War is cruel, with losses and wins, sacrifices and redemption.

The same is true in the arena. There is only one champion, and there are always people who can only look up to others to reach the top.

Therefore, athletes, as long as we do our best, as long as we work hard, there will be no regrets even if the results are not satisfactory.

Four minutes and fifty seconds later, the battle ended and everything returned to calm. The music returned to the slow and powerful rhythm of the cello at the beginning, and the sound gradually became smaller until it stopped.

The show is over.
Chapter completed!