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"Sure enough, the first move is sure to lose!"

"The backhand is king!"

"It's still cool to compete in the team!"

"If you don't chat with you, you will win or lose!"

"..."

The barrage joked one after another.

The rabbit sang first, but the rabbit lost. Isn't that the truth of "the first mover must lose"?

"Everyone."

The host An Hong suddenly laughed: "The next two singers who will face off are Mr. Samurai from the third team and Mr. Lanling King from the first team..."

"Fuck!"

"coming!"

"Lanling King!"

"We are waiting for King Lanling!"

"The King of Lanling is what I am most looking forward to!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"The cool moonlight misses you like a river..."

"Drawing a samurai is a death lottery!"

"As soon as King Lanling reveals his face, our Yuanxi fan army is ready to explode!"

"Fei Yang's army is gathering!"

"The army of wood and stone is ready to go!"

"Obviously there is no suspense in the result, but I am looking forward to it!"

"..."

The meat is finally here!

Both the audience and the netizens in front of the screen were all ignited, and everyone wanted to watch this scene so much!

As far as expectations are concerned, everyone's desire for this game even surpasses the battle between the king of singers and queen of songs!

Because this is a grievance game!

The warrior declared war on King Lanling before!

The big screen began to rotate the order of appearance.

In the end, it was locked to play, and the warrior was the first to sing.

Suddenly there was a barrage of jokes:

"You must lose first?"

Someone followed: "In the face of absolute strength, all kinds of laws are useless!"

"The second player will definitely lose this game."

"The King of Lanling previously commented on the warrior's inability to breathe, and he even stepped on a piece of wood and stone. Today's retribution is coming."

"Samurai: I heard that I can't take a breath? Then why did you lose?"

"Samurai: You don't take a lot of breath."

"Samurai: The winner is king, I should comment on your singing next, right?"

"..."

The barrage is all funny.

And the samurai has taken center stage.

He picked up the microphone, smiled and said: "I have drawn the opponent I most want to draw. Before singing, I want to say a word to my opponent..."

An Hong was happy: "Oh, there is also a declaration of battle?"

The warrior put the microphone close to his mouth: "Teacher Lanling Wang has said more than once that I have a problem with breathing. Why don't you listen to the next song to see how my breathing is going?"

Boom!

The scene is sensational!

The smell of gunpowder is strong enough!

Everyone is boiling!

This is provoking King Lanling!

At this time, the samurai pressed his hand, and the scene gradually quieted down. There was an aura rising from the samurai, which was the aura of being a singer...

At this time.

The camera pans to the background.

The singers of the first team looked at King Lanling.

Followed by.

The camera turned to a direction that few people paid attention to.

Everyone suddenly discovered that this place turned out to be a group of singers who had exposed their faces before, and the singer Mu Shi, who had been complained about by King Lanling before and had ventilation problems, was there!

"Hahahaha!"

"The program team is too good at playing!"

"Just as the samurai finished talking about changing his breath, the camera showed Wood and Stone!"

"Make trouble, make trouble!"

"The samurai is going to slap him in the face!"

"Mu Shi: Brother, quickly teach Lanling King how to breathe!"

"Wood and Stone: Avenge my brother!"

"..."

Sand sculpture netizens are already happy.

I have never met such a program group that loves to do all kinds of work, and the effects of various programs are directly full!

Swish.

That's when the lights went down.

The samurai singing begins!

As soon as he opened his voice, the audience exclaimed——

It's "Leave"!

Yang Zhongming's "Leave"!

If everyone's memory is fine, it just so happened that King Lanling sang this song once before, and it was this song that made King Lanling provoke Fei Yang!

What the hell!

The samurai!

It is necessary to carry out face-slapping to the extreme!

He wants to use the song that King Lanling sang to defeat King Lanling?

What surprised everyone even more!

This song was completely adapted by Samurai!

The adapted version of "Leaving" has a very fast rhythm, and the key has been raised a bit. There is even a rap interspersed in the middle, and soon someone discovered the scariest part——

"Listen, he doesn't seem to be breathing much!"

"It can be heard that it has changed a little, but the number of times he changes his breath is very small!"

"Mom!"

"You don't need to take a breath!"

"Is this the anger of the singer?"

"The number of breaths is indeed too small, especially for this adaptation, what kind of lung capacity is this!"

"The breath is so stable that it's a mess!"

"Prince Lanling really fell for it!"

"It's "Leaving" again and it's breathing again. This is the rhythm that won't stop until the face of Lanling King is swollen..."

"Hahaha, King Lanling also has today!"

"I've caused some trouble!"

"..."

There is a shock!

Exclaimed!

Schadenfreude!

The song Samurai has very little breath change!

A normal person would take a breath when singing, especially when singing some songs that need enough breath to support, but the song of the samurai hardly takes a breath, the terrifying lung capacity is simply terrifying!

……

Backstage.

The robot was stunned and said: "His lung capacity is really good."

The white swan nodded: "It's impossible to do this kind of number of breaths without extremely strong basic skills. Even the king of singers and queens of songs, only a small number of people can do it."

The robot smiled: "Can you?"

The white swan said indifferently: "If it's me in this match, it's nothing more than taking a breath. He will definitely lose."

The implication is self-evident.

She can too!

but……

What about King Lanling?

The robot shook his head.

……

Jury seat.

Yin Dong laughed: "Samurai can't make it through breathing."

Ye Zhiqiu was a little helpless: "He was impulsive, in order to show his breathing ability, he sacrificed other performances."

Zheng Jing smiled slightly: "I think it's pretty good. Singers should use songs to respond to doubts. It's very interesting."

Yang Zhongming narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Although my song has been changed beyond recognition, the display of lung capacity and ventilation are really remarkable. He proved himself this time."

……

After a few minutes.

The samurai finished singing.

He was panting heavily, apparently he had suffered a great price just now for not taking a breath, but the voice of the audience made him understand:

worth!

Your own breather!

Everyone heard it!