Chapter 217 Sura, "Going Back" (III)

There is no soul traction and attack, but only the invasion of the singing and piano sound.

Whether Marina shut down her six senses or condensed all her energy to guard her soul, she could still clearly hear the sad song. Every lyrics seemed to be ringing from the depths of her soul, and her soul had reached a point where she could not control it.

"Ah——, you can pick it with the ups and downs of the sunset,

Ah——, keep the moment and open it for you forever.”

The passionate singing and piano sound reached the peak of the climax in an instant. The magic technique behind Marina was instantly broken in the word "Ah". Her soul had lost, and tears burst out, and she burst into tears. The golden and purple light around her body disappeared almost at the same time. Only the purple halo that belonged to Ye Yinzhu was floating above her head.

The sound of the piano suddenly became lighter. Compared with the previous excitement, it was like the bird that had just woken up in the woods singing softly in the early morning.

Ye Yinzhu, who stood there, slowly turned to the direction of the VIP stand, and his hands fell down, and the sound of the piano sound was lingering after the sound of the piano sound, but his singing finally rang out the moment he looked at the VIP stand. The singing became very slow, and every word was particularly clear. Although people outside the platform could not feel the stimulation of magic, the sorrow in the piano sound and the song had already made everyone cry.

"You left inadvertently that time,

Become a sadness that has not changed for a long time.

So I became indifferent to prosperity only for you to be happy,

I will stay away from loneliness and be free."

Everyone was immersed in the piano and the song. At this moment, it seemed that there were only two of them left in the world.

The cold and silent eyes on the VIP stage were flowing with uncontrollable tears, and the same tears naturally appeared in the eyes of the uncontrollable guitarist.

"It's him, it's him, it must be him." Sura shouted wildly in her heart. Although he did not take out the guqin. She just used the strings condensed by energy to replace it, but, besides him, who else can play such a touching guitar? Besides him, who else can sing such lyrics?

Yinzhu, do you want to stay away from loneliness and be free forever? I miss you so much, I really miss you so much, but I can't, I really can't! Sorry, Yinzhu.

Ye Yinzhu stared at her lover with a hazy gaze soaked by tears. Sura, did she hear my singing? I'm here.

On the VIP stage, Sula turned her head suddenly, shook off the tears in her eyes, and sat back to her position, and her eyes became colder again. The dead light did not weaken, but became stronger at this moment.

At this time, the others were still immersed in the spiritual world that Ye Yinzhu brought to them. Only Ye Yinzhu could clearly feel the changes in Sula's body, and tears flowed down her cheeks. The ground mask on her head was wet.

She recognized me, she must have recognized me, but why did she regain her indifference?

The heart-wrenching pain almost made Ye Yinzhu unable to breathe. Even when facing any strong enemy, he did not feel nearly desperate now. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't scream. It seemed like a towering mountain was pressing on his chest. The strong pain made him clench his fists, and his fingernails pierced into his palms without realizing it. Only blood flowed quietly along his fingers.

At this moment, a long whistle sounded, "Praise Farlan. I lost."

A beautiful but full of surprise voice pulled Ye Yinzhu back from the extreme sadness. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the grief in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Falan, yes, it’s because of Falan! Sula refused to recognize her. Wasn’t it because his despicable teacher took away her soul and soul? She was afraid of implicating herself. She was afraid of being retaliated by Falan.

Communicate this point. The despair in Ye Yinzhu's eyes became firm, Sula. You underestimate my determination too much. No matter how difficult it is, this time, I will not let you leave me. I will use my life, soul, and even everything to protect your safety.

Restrained his emotions, Ye Yinzhu turned around and faced the Saint of Light Marina.

At this time, Marina had undergone great changes from the previous one. Her originally gentle smile and confidence in her eyes had disappeared. She stood there in a daze. The front of her white magic robe was soaked with tears. She stood there as if she had lost her soul. Even the judging staff in her hand had lost its luster.

"Can you tell me the name of this song?" Marina's voice was a little hoarse.

Ye Yinzhu nodded and said, "It's called "Go Back."

Marina murmured: "Go Back" and "Go Back" are indeed good names. The songs that are sentimental only resound in the deepest part of the soul. You have already obtained the true meaning of spiritual magic. Even the master of the Soul Tower, Mr. McMillan, cannot do better than you. He cannot have the infectious power of you. I think that even without the infusion of mana, your song can infect many people."

Ye Yinzhu smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that it can't move the person I really want to move."

Marina's emotions seemed to have recovered a little. She blinked her eyes, and there were still tears on her long eyelashes. The pear blossoms looked like raining indescribably charming. "She is very lucky. She is not the most sincere love, so how can she sing such a song?"

Ye Yinzhu said: "Thank you for the praise, the competition between us can be considered over."

Marina nodded softly, "I may not be able to defeat you in any way. The glory of Farlan is dim because of me. However, when one day I feel that I can challenge you, I will definitely come to you again. Can I see what you look like and know your name?"

At this time, depending on the strength and the distance from the competition stage, everyone watching the game woke up from the sad and beautiful songs one after another, but everyone's heart was heavy, and the infectiousness of the songs would not go for a long time. Some of the strong people who woke up first happened to hear Marina admit defeat.

Emperor Masimo looked at Ye Yinzhu blankly. He actually defeated the Holy Lady of Light from Falan and used spiritual magic. How did he create such a strong man? Is he really a human? For some reason, he felt a little panic in his heart at this time. It was just because of the young figure.

Ye Yinzhu shook her head slightly at Marina. "I'm sorry, it's not possible yet."

Marina looked at him disappointedly, "Why?"

Ye Yinzhu said: "Because I also have to participate in the martial arts competition. If you are willing to wait, when the martial arts competition is over, you will see my appearance and know my name."

Marina breathed a little relieved and said, "Okay. I will wait until that moment. Master Lange, the magic final can be over." After that, she walked straight downstairs, and her originally sacred back looked a little lonely at this time.

Randir, Senge, Lange, and the three great magicians were all focused on Ye Yinzhu alone. The magic defense barrier they arranged before the game had long disappeared. In Ye Yinzhu's songs, they all lost themselves, no matter who they were. Their chest was covered with water stains.

Lange did not recover until Ye Yinzhu stepped down and said loudly: "The final of the Magic Competition ends here. The result will be announced after the martial arts competition is over later. After half an hour of rest, the martial arts competition will be held in the martial arts competition venue."

Amid countless discussions, Ye Yinzhu disappeared. No one saw how he left, but he disappeared. For a moment, the most widely circulated topic among the people of Landias was what the number one candidate who played in the magic competition was.

Perhaps, ordinary people did not understand the specific situation of the magic competition on the field before. But everyone understood that the rainbow level had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

On the VIP stage, Massimo sat back on his seat. He felt that the excitement he was getting today was a bit too great. He only recovered after a while, but Ye Yinzhu's zither song seemed to be still in his ears and it would not dissipate for a long time.

He turned his head inadvertently to look at his daughter, and he was surprised to find that Sura's eyes were slightly red, and she subconsciously said: "Phoenix, the song just now is really touching. I never thought that the music would have such a huge infectious effect. Even you were moved. Maybe, you should consider my proposal now."

Sula glanced at Massimo, "I said, I wouldn't consider it. If you need it, I can marry this person in name. But after marriage, I won't see him again."

Massimo didn't know that her cold daughter's heartbeat was more than three times that of her usual ones. Because she was fantasizing that even though she could not be with him, if she could marry him in a true sense, then there would be no flaws in her life. However, her heart was struggling. What would he do if she really came to that point?

Half an hour later, the people's eyes shifted to the martial arts arena. Although they have not recovered from the shock brought by the last magic final, they are also unwilling to miss the last final of the three-year prosperous era.

They are also five finalists, and they also wear headbands. The difference is that the magic robe is replaced with a samurai suit.

There is also a platform for the samurai competition venue, but this time the platform is not a place to compete. Because all the samurai who can enter the finals are powerful knights, they all have their own mounts, so the area here is equivalent to most of the school grounds, and the area range of this martial arts competition is the area of ​​this martial arts competition.

Crespo walked onto the stage, and his voice was released from afar through the fighting spirit, "The final of the civil and military competition, the martial arts competition begins now. Please, Master Wu Yue."

The people have already heard that three samurai who entered the finals of the martial arts competition this time have reached the purple level. Who will this Wuyuetai Lord be? Is Marshal Cruz?
Chapter completed!