Shi Neng Wu Wang

Yu Xingxing continued to think about the singing voice of "Wan Jian Gui Sheng" in his head, how can he make it stop obediently?

Its beginning can be controlled, as long as he sings for the first time, it will start. If he doesn't sing, it will definitely not start.

However, he stopped singing, and the lingering sounds of those swords are still lingering and curling, which is really memorable!
Could this sound not stop the car?
Or is the sound resonating with the brain waves in the head?Then keep vibrating?
When he used the "Ze Ointment Technique" on Bian Yangrong just now, he felt a slight fluctuation in his brain.

The main reason why his ointment was repaired just now was because of Bian Yangrong's psychological agitation, so that he could calm down and stop scratching himself.

However, the fluctuations in Bian Yangrong's brain could not be detected by his current gold-level "Ze Gao Technology".

It seems that if you still want to use this strategy of "ten thousand swords returning to the saints" accompanied by loud singing in the future, you will have to shoot a few fewer swords.

He was still thinking, and Jiang Boli next to him asked in a low voice: "Xiao Xing, you actually did it?"

"Huh? What?" Yu Xingxing was taken aback, Jiang Boli's words made people puzzled.

"Anyone with a discerning eye knows what happened to Bian Yangrong's performance." Jiang Boli continued.

"Would you believe me if I said that I use a sword to convey the song?" Yu Xingxing looked at him and said.

"..." Jiang Boli looked at him with doubts on his face.

"But, that's true." Yu Xingxing said again.

Then he raised his hand, pretended to hold a sword, brought it to his mouth, and pretended to sing again.

Jiang Boli looked at him with a look of disbelief on his face: "But, I didn't hear it!"

"I didn't hear it either." Li Yuqing also came over and said.

"You want me to really sing?" Yu Xingxing looked at them.

"No, I mean, why didn't I hear you when you sang to the sword?" Jiang Boli explained again.

"My singing is only for the right people!" Yu Xingxing looked at them with a smile on his face.

"The right person?" Jiang Boli suddenly asked loudly: "Aren't I the right person?"

"Look, do you want to hear it again?" Yu Xingxing said immediately, "I don't mind watching you tear your chest apart."

"Xing Xing, was it really you just now?" Fang Yuanfang also asked.

"Sister Fang, it's me, it's really me, I can sing to one person!" Yu Xingxing said excitedly, "It won't affect you. It's just that there is still a little problem, which should be resolved soon."

Fang Yuanfang nodded happily.

"That's great, I thought the score was really just for display." Liao Song also said hastily.

"You all go learn it, maybe you can use it." Yu Xingxing said to them, "It's not difficult."

"Xiao Xing, are you sure?" Jiang Boli asked with great interest.

"Of course I'm sure you don't necessarily know how to play the harmonica, but who can't sing?" Yu Xingxing said, "Just open your mouth and sing along with the music score!"

"If it's very unpleasant, or out of tune, what effect will it have?" Li Yuqing asked.

"If the singing can frighten the other party, that is also a skill." Liao Bai said.

"Let's be serious, don't join in the fun." Li Yuqing gave Liao Bai a look, "Would there be any side effects?"

"To be honest, I'm not sure, you can try it." Yu Xingxing said, and took out a few copies of the score from his cloth pocket and handed them to them, which he specially prepared for memorizing the score.

"Wow, Xiaoxing, you are really so generous!" Jiang Boli opened his mouth wide and took it in disbelief.

Then, he stared at the symbols, those lines were like four lines and three grids in an English book; those little black dots and little empty dots with tails were like the black and white bellies of tadpoles; there were many more connection.

He looked at it for a long time with a dazed expression, then looked up at Li Yuqing and the others, they were also dazed.

"Who can understand this? Xiaoxing, you can teach us to sing directly." Jiang Boli said.

"Are you sure?" Yu Xingxing asked again, "Aren't you afraid that you haven't learned it yet, and you tore your chest first?"

"Then forget it! Keep this treasure well! We can't bear it." Jiang Boli returned the score to Yu Xingxing, and the others also handed it over.

"You...you don't know how to sing music?" Yu Xingxing said in surprise when he saw the many music scores in his hand.

"Xiao Xing, we want to become warriors of time, not entertainers, why do we need to read music?" Liao Song said.

"That's right, it's my fault for being too versatile!" Yu Xingxing spread his hands: "I don't even want to use it!"

Everyone looked at him speechlessly, and Jiang Boli said, "Little Xing, I really can't tell that you can sing, can you also dance?"

He originally wanted to make fun of Yu Xingxing, but Yu Xingxing immediately nodded solemnly and said: "Of course I will. During the summer vacation, when I was training in the Zilian Library, I was with..."

He originally wanted to say that he had danced with Qi Shuai that time, but Jiang Boli immediately interrupted him: "Are you dancing in the zipper library? Are you dancing with someone? Is it so romantic?"

"Xiao Xing? Are you really dancing with Xishou?" Li Yuqing also approached with great interest: "Then you can dance and sing while holding Xishou."

"Go, go, don't be disgusted with me." Yu Xingxing said seriously: "I danced with that handsome Qi! It's Qi Geng's brother!"

"Brother Qi Geng? What dance do you two dance?" Jiang Boli asked again.

"Latin!" Yu Xingxing said, and couldn't help twisting his waist again, but now his waist is even thicker.

"What? You and Qi Geng's brother dance Latin?" Jiang Boli looked confused: "Which one of you is the female dancer?"

It was only then that Yu Xingxing realized that his cowhide seemed to be blown out, and there were many things that were hard to talk about.

Because at that time, he had just mastered the "Golden Gilding Technique". In order to test this skill, he turned into a beautiful dancer and danced with Qi Shuai.

So, he laughed and said, "Haha, anyone can be a woman's step. People who practice dance must master both men's and women's steps. Just like us martial arts practitioners, there are no distinctions between men and women!"

"How boring are you, two old men hugging each other and dancing Latin dance!" Jiang Boli said with disgust.

"Hehe, that's just an adjustment. If you're bored, you'll probably stimulate a lot of potential." Yu Xingxing wanted to end this topic right away, so he looked at the field and said, "Look, Shen Hongyu and the others seem to be... ."

He originally wanted to say that Shen Hongyu and the others were going to win.

As a result, the two sides played inextricably on the field, and no one had a special advantage.

"Eh? Did I overestimate Team Shen Hongyu or underestimate Team Xin Zhou?" Yu Xingxing was stunned again.

He stared at the arena carefully and finally discovered the secret weapon in Xin Zhou's hands: the "Hundred Cloud Bow"!