Faced with Tang Zimian's rude inquiry, Lin Yi said lightly: "I can come alone, why do you need so many people?"

"You...boy, are you very angry?" Tang Zimian looked down at Lin Yi and sneered: "Just you? A small first-level warrior at the peak of the Qin Ming battle, hahaha, I think there is really no one in Mingzhu Academy."

After he laughed like this, the other nine people riding on the horse all burst into laughter.

All the people around, including those who watched, made a burst of ridicule, as if Lin Yi was a funny clown.

Lin Yi was unmoved at all. When the ten people from Qinfeng Academy opposite were laughing enough, he said coldly: "There is indeed no one in Mingzhu Academy, because everyone is busy celebrating the New Year. He is not talented, and has a low level in Mingzhu Academy, and is a new disciple who has just entered the academy. He can't help all the professors and seniors. When he has nothing to do, he goes down the mountain to take a walk and participates in the Qinming Battle. Haha, a few beautiful seniors said that I will allow me to eat some dumplings if I can win a few games."

Lin Yi looked at Tang Zimian and others with a smile, and said seriously: "So, I'm sorry, I can eat a few dumplings this year in the New Year, it depends on you."

When Tang Zimian and others heard this, they couldn't burst their lungs!

What a fuck! This kid is so arrogant! He actually compared his ten people with dumplings. It's really hateful!

At this time, a handsome young man with a pale face and a pretty handsome face suddenly said, "Zi Mian, don't be able to show off his verbal powers with him. When we fight, we will see the truth."

"Okay, Junior Brother Shixi."

Tang Zimian stared at Lin Yi fiercely and immediately kept silent.

The young man named Qin Shixi looked at Lin Yi coldly and led everyone in Qinfeng Academy to walk to Lanyue Academy with a arrogant attitude.

The dean of Lanyue College came to greet Qin Shixi and his group in person. As for Lin Yi and other members of Mingzhu College, the one who sent them to greet them was a vice dean who had no real power.

The battle battlefield is at the martial arts training ground in the center of Lanyue Academy. At this moment, people are gathered around the martial arts training ground. A high platform is set up in the center of the martial arts field, and a magic array is set up on the platform, which will be the battlefield for the Qinming Battle.

Everyone in Mingzhu Academy was arranged to be in the west of the martial arts training ground, while Qinfeng Academy was arranged to be in the east, and the two colleges were opposite each other.

Gu Qiuyu, the dean of Lanyue College, personally served as the referee. A deputy city lord of Amber City and many famous figures in the cultivation world served as referees.

The first battle is the piano battle.

The two sides of the fighter were Tang Zimian from Qinfeng Academy and Lin Yi from Mingzhu Academy.

When Gu Qiuyu, the dean of Lanyue College, announced the names of the two opponents loudly, the needle fell from the martial arts field could be heard.

After a moment.

Suddenly a noise sounded.

"I heard it right? The one who fought against Qin Kuang was actually a little character from Mingzhu Academy, who was named Lin Yi?"

"That's right, it's really Lin Yi. I don't know where this guy got the courage, but he dared to fight Qin Kuang."

"I heard that guy named Lin Yi seems to be an abandoned disciple of the Blue Stone City Forest Clan. Tang Zimian also comes from the Blue Stone City Forest Clan and is one of the four great madmen in Blue Stone City. Hehe, there is a good show now. Why are you fighting each other with the same roots too anxious?"

Tang Zimian jumped onto the platform, brushed his clothes, and stood with a long body, holding an extremely elegant look.

Lin Yi walked up the platform step by step from the steps and came to the guqin prepared for him.

"I never thought! I really thought! It turns out that you are the damn abandoned disciple!"

Tang Zimian stared at Lin Yi with murderous aura. He had a close relationship with Lin Ba and Lin Sen, but his two good friends were killed by the nine clans because of Lin Yi. How could he not hate Lin Yi?

Lin Yi gently stroked the strings of Qin, and said calmly: "I didn't expect that we would meet in this way. The abandoned Lin clan dare not be the one, but I deserve it as the four mad killers in Lanshi City."

"I defeated Song Danshu when reading, and painted Lin Yuhan in a row, and beat Tao Ruizhi when playing games. I did it all." Lin Yi said lightly to Tang Zimian: "You, a zither man, Tang Zimian, will be destined to be defeated by my hands."

"You! Damn it! Lin Yi, you are so arrogant! He humiliated my three brothers one after another. Today is your death date!" Tang Zimian almost roared.

Lin Yi shook his head, smiled faintly, and said, "Tang Zimian, you have already been defeated, you have not lost to me, you have lost to yourself. The most important thing is to be calm, but look at you, you are angry and furious now. Can you still play the piano?"

"You can't, your heart is angry, your breath is messy, and all you play is a bunch of dog shit." Lin Yi looked at Tang Zimian coldly with a charming smile on his face.

"Shut up! Lin Yi, do you want to anger me? Hahaha, as you wish."

Tang Zimian suddenly looked up at the sky and burst into laughter, and his big hand suddenly stroked the strings.

Strong and firm...

A rough, wild, murderous piano sound swept towards Lin Yi.

"You never dreamed that you were thinking? I practiced the angry piano. The more angry I am, the more terrifying the piano I played. The abandoned disciple of the Lin clan, I will give you a heartbreaking song!"

A stream of energy was absorbed into the sound of the piano. In an instant, the energy and the sound of the piano were combined and turned into a fierce and sharp blade that hit Lin Yi's face.

Lin Yi raised his hand and pressed it gently on the strings.

Zheng!

A short and crisp sound suddenly rang out.

A stream of energy absorbed the sound of the piano and instantly formed a shield in front of Lin Yi.

Boom! The sharp blade turned into a piano sound stabbed heavily on the shield, and the shield scattered and cracked, and the blade shattered into countless segments.

"Damn it!"

Tang Zimian whipped repeatedly on the strings of the piano. He stared at Lin Yi and said loudly: "The iron horse and ice river are coming into a dream. The abandoned Lin clan, go to die!"

The rhythm of his zither's strings was getting faster and faster. Thick energy suddenly flew out of his ten fingers, stirring together with the sound of the zither. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen aggressive war horses formed in front of him, and a warrior sat upright on each horse's back.

As Tang Zimian brushed his ten fingers repeatedly, more than a dozen war horses rushed towards Lin Yi with an unmoved momentum!

"Awesome! It's so amazing. The Qinmadren is worthy of being a Qinmadren, and he actually transformed into a war horse with the sound of the Qin. This time the abandoned Lin clan disciple of Mingzhu Academy will undoubtedly be defeated."

"Qinfeng Academy has a profound foundation. It's so amazing and admirable that he can easily take out a disciple who plays the piano."

Facing the war horse rushing towards him frantically, Lin Yi sneered and gently picked his ten fingers on the strings.

Zheng!
Chapter completed!