"What a magnificent performance!"
"This sword dance moves like a dragon or a tiger, quite impressive!"
"The swordplay is so fierce and sharp...if this is just a performance, how would it be in actual combat?"
Everyone was in awe of the scene before them.
This sword dance, seemingly just a performance, contains the intent to kill, fully reflecting the true strength of the performer.
Lei Xiuzhu’s performance was like this, and so was Qin Hao’s.
Who is stronger in comparison?
The crowd unconsciously looked towards Lei Xiuzhu, and through her somewhat reserved expression, they vaguely understood the truth.
Lei Xiuzhu was shocked, she felt she couldn’t match him!
Wei Zhongxun also gritted his teeth and said, "That little punk really knows how to sword dance..."
As soon as he spoke, Qin Hao shouted loudly in the field: "Borrow the zither!"
Outside the field, the female disciple who previously played the zither was stunned for a moment, and quickly came to her senses, carrying the zither over to him.
The zither was set up, the female disciple quickly left the stage, and Qin Hao sat cross-legged in front of the zither, with a serious expression.
"What does this mean?"
"He can play the zither too?"
"How is that possible? Isn’t this a skill women learn? How could a man be able to play it?"
It could be said that what Qin Hao had prepared had already left the crowd emotionally unsettled.
Wei Zhongxun, full of jealousy, said, "A sissy learning women’s skills? Disgusting!"
Meanwhile.
In the field, Qin Hao’s ten fingers lightly touched the strings of the zither. As his fingers slightly plucked, a beautiful melody emerged.
At first, the melody was ordinary, but gradually reached a climax, with undulating rhythms filled with sorrow that tugged at everyone’s hearts.
"What is this piece?"
"It’s so beautiful, but why does it make my heart ache?"
"I thought of my wife in the mortal world, is she well?"
People showed looks of nostalgia, all moved by the piece.
On the other side, Wang Yufei’s clenched fist gradually relaxed. Her eyes filled with sorrow, she sighed inwardly, "He’s actually playing ’Liang and Zhu’? Truly..."
’Liang and Zhu’ is a famous piece well-known throughout Huaxia, its mournful melodies have moved countless generations to tears.
People in this world had never heard such a gentle and touching melody before.
At this moment, everyone was immersed in it.
Even Wei Zhongxun couldn’t find any faults; he even felt that his previous words were lacking in grace.
Beside him, Lei Xiuzhu’s clenched fists trembled slightly, her eyes glistening with light.
Though she had never experienced love, she was also moved by the story in the piece.
She even began to fantasize, imagining herself as a maiden in a deep boudoir, waiting for her lover’s arrival.
With a clang!
As the last two chords ended, the piece officially concluded, leaving the scene in silence.
People had expressions of lingering emotion on their faces.
"What a poignant piece?"
"What’s the name of this piece?" said the female disciple who played the zither earlier, looking at Qin Hao eagerly: "Senior Brother... this piece..."
In the field, Qin Hao picked up the zither and returned it to the female disciple, "This is ’Liang and Zhu’."
Taking the zither and being gazed at by Qin Hao, the female disciple’s heart started to race wildly.
In her twenty-six years of life, this was the first time she felt such excitement.
She vaguely understood that she had already been captivated by this talented scholar.
"Liang and Zhu... so beautiful... I..." The calm and composed female disciple began to stammer nervously.
Qin Hao said lightly, "Would you like to learn? I’ll teach you when I have time."
"Alright!"
The female disciple nodded excitedly, her eyes filled with little hearts: "My name is Wu Fangfang, I’m from the Huashan Main Peak... You’re welcome to find me anytime, Senior Brother!"
...
Around them, others were awakened by the female disciple’s words, followed by a series of surprised voices.
"He... already charmed a girl?"
"Damn! So unaspirational!" Wei Zhongxun angrily looked at Wu Fangfang: "Indeed, no seemingly cold woman has a normal mind!"
As soon as he spoke, a scolding voice rang out beside him: "What nonsense are you spouting!"
Wei Zhongxun was shocked and turned his head, his voice trembling: "Senior Sister Lei... I misspoke, please forgive me!"
With that, he was straightforward, bowing sincerely.
"Hmph!" Lei Xiuzhu snorted in dissatisfaction, no longer paying attention to Wei Zhongxun, and instead focused her curious gaze on Qin Hao’s face.
This guy, being able to sword dance is one thing, but to play the zither so beautifully...
It’s kind of interesting!
After returning the zither, Qin Hao returned to the center of the field, scanning the crowd: "What else would you like to see me perform?"
These words might seem calm, but his imposing aura was unmistakable.
The people glanced at each other, unsure how to respond.
This Qin Hao could dance and play the zither, he seemed full of confidence, could he indeed be a versatile scholar?
It was Wang Yufei who couldn’t help but shout, "Why don’t you dance!"
Upon hearing this, people suddenly realized and smacked their foreheads.
In this world, ancient customs prevailed, and dance was strictly a women’s pursuit. If a man learned to dance, he was seen as unconventional.
So, in this atmosphere, could Qin Hao actually dance?
Thinking of this, people immediately raised their hands in approval.
"Dance! Yes, dance!"
"Right! Qin Hao, you should dance! If you do well, I’ll really be impressed!"
...
Hearing the discussions around him, Qin Hao nodded slightly, "Alright."
Then, he retrieved a rectangular item from the Void Storage Ring.
The object was quite strange, and none of the people present, except Wang Yufei, had seen it before.
"What is that?"
"Quite peculiar, could it be metal?"
Amidst the crowd’s confusion, Qin Hao’s fingers fiddled with the object for a moment, then rhythmic music sprang forth.
"What! How is that object producing music?"
"So amazing? Could it be some kind of spiritual artifact?"
Only Wang Yufei widened her eyes in shock, "A cell phone, he actually brought a cell phone? And it still has power?"
Just then, Qin Hao placed the cell phone on the ground, and with the accompanying rhythm, began to dance.
To the outsiders, his movements seemed very uncoordinated, and his steps were quite strange.
But surprisingly, this kind of dance seemed to have a captivating magic power!
Were it not for their limited skill, some people would have even wanted to rush forward and join the dance!
"Damn! What’s going on! The music is so odd and the dance so foolish! But why do I find it so fascinating in my heart?"
"I feel the same way! The more I watch, the cooler this dance looks, I really want to learn it!"
On the other side, as the dance reached its peak, Qin Hao’s feet glided across the ground like a wave.
Wang Yufei watching this had a very complex feeling inside.
Michael Jackson’s dance, is the moonwalk a joke or what!
As one of the only two people from the outside world present, Wang Yufei’s feelings were extremely complex.
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