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Now reading: Chapter 473 Chapter 147 Ten Decisive Battles Part 1 from Zither Emperor, a Xuanhuan novel by Tang Jia San Shao.

473: Chapter 147: Ten Decisive Battles (Part 1) 473: Chapter 147: Ten Decisive Battles (Part 1) In terms of strength, there are likely very few in the Eastern Dragon Empire whose power surpasses that of Grandpa Qin.

The gap in ranks is hard to bridge the true magic of a Divine Music Master.

Qin Shang nodded to Rutz, saying, “Qin Shang from the Zither Sect of the Eastern Dragon Empire, I look forward to your guidance.”

Rutz, knowing this man was Ye Yinzhu’s teacher, held his battle axe in salute and replied, “Chief of the Dwarven race Rutz, please instruct me.”

Ye Yinzhu floated back, giving his Grandpa Qin an earnest look, and declared, “The first match between the Eastern Dragon Empire and Qin City, begins.”

The instant the word “begins” was uttered, Rutz reacted immediately.

His battle axe burst into intense purple light, and with his short but incredibly strong legs, he stomped on the ground heavily, charging at Qin Shang like a cannonball skimming the ground.

Whenever they fought, the Dwarves never showed mercy.

Having battled Ye Yinzhu before, Rutz naturally understood that he could not let the Divine Music Master’s zither music take effect, or else it would be difficult to achieve victory.

As he watched Rutz lunge towards him, a faint smile crossed Qin Shang’s aged face.

With a flash in his hand, an ancient zither appeared, and without any apparent effort, a series of gentle zither sounds wafted from his fingertips.

This was the first time Ye Yinzhu had seen his Grandpa Qin use Zither Magic in bat, and he watched attentively.

As the gentle music sounded, as Qin Shang’s direct disciple, Ye Yinzhu instantly understood his teacher’s intention, and almost exclaimed in admiration.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The purple light from Rutz’s battle axe actually cleaved through the air three meters beside Qin Shang, leaving a deep trench in the ground, but failing to touch Qin Shang at all.

Qin Shang’s hands did not stop.

Standing in place, his right hand softly glided over the zither strings, and as the mellow tune played, a relaxed rhythm and cheerful melody gave off a tranquil feeling.

A faint purple light sprinkled out from the strings, tracking Rutz’s body and turning into a column of purple light that enveloped him.

Rutz’s overwhelming destructive power with his battle axe shocked the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans, clearly demonstrating strength above Fourth Rank Zi rank.

They had to reassess the power of the Four Major Races of Qin City.

But what surprised them even more was Qin Shang.

Standing in place, seemingly casually playing, he revealed the incredibly strange magic power of Zither Magic.

Under that purple light, Rutz swung his battle axe relentlessly, looking like he was dancing alone in the arena, seemingly unable to see Qin Shang at all.

The surging purple Douqi continued to sparkle but always missed Qin Shang by five meters.

For a time, purple light flickered throughout the area, stirring up dust and stones.

Rutz’s attack speed grew faster and faster, but he was getting further and further away from Qin Shang.

The gentle and relaxing melody continued to flow from between the five fingers of Qin Shang’s right hand.

The faint music demonstrated extraordinary magic power.

As the referee of the match, Ye Yinzhu knew Rutz had already lost.

What Qin Shang played was just an ordinary “Ode to Joy” from zither music, with no inherent attack effects.

Yet, this most ordinary piece of music rendered Rutz pletely unable to counter him.

Among everyone present, only Ye Yinzhu understood how Qin Shang had done it.

As soon as Rutz attacked Qin Shang, the zither sounds that seemed mellow contained the explosive might unique to a Divine Music Master, at the rank of Ziwei Qinxin, a long string of at least fifteen continuous notes.

How could Rutz’s spiritual power withstand that?

So, Qin Shang broke through Rutz’s Mental Defense in an instant, infiltrating his Spirit of the Sea, causing him to be plagued with illusions, making it impossible for him to locate Qin Shang’s true position.

After that, Rutz’s spirit was under the control of Qin Shang’s zither music, rendering the fight meaningless.

Such a simple battle provided Ye Yinzhu with a significant revelation.

As someone who cultivated both Magic and Martial Arts, he had always relied on Martial skills to deal with warriors at close range, resorting to Sound Blade if possible.

He seldom relied solely on Zither Magic to defeat warriors, but he now realized his Zither Magic cultivation was still far from sufficient.

Pure Zither Magic could indeed prevail against foes!

Once again, with his actions, Qin Shang had taught his beloved disciple another lesson.

“It can end now,” Ye Yinzhu inwardly sighed, halting the continuation of the match.

With Qin Shang’s right hand pressing on the strings, and as the zither music ceased, the purple light that had constantly tracked Rutz from the ancient zither also vanished.

Rutz’s battle axe swings slowed abruptly, and his eyes were full of confusion.

When he turned around, he was astonished to find that he was actually twenty meters away from Qin Shang, who was watching him with a smile.

“What happened?

How could you be there?” Rutz asked dazedly.

Ye Yinzhu replied impatiently, “The first round goes to the Eastern Dragon Empire.

Go back, Rutz.

And in the future, you should pay more attention to cultivating your spiritual power.”

“Did I lose?” Rutz woke up startled, looking at the ancient zither in Qin Shang’s arms, “The disciple is powerful, but the master is indeed more powerful.

I don’t even know how I lost.”

“Idiot, get back here quickly.” Elder Lucino’s somewhat angry voice came from the side of the four clans of the Qin City, obviously, Rutz was in for a scolding when he returned.

Qin Shang glanced at Ye Yinzhu, a hint of helplessness flashing in the depths of his eyes as he put the ancient zither back into his space ring and returned to his own formation.

Witnessing Qin Shang’s magical zither magic, the Qin City side was shocked, and so were the powerhouses of the Eastern Dragon Empire.

Although they had always known that among the four magics of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, the Zither Sect was the strongest, this was the first time many had seen the might of the Zither Sect up close.

To win so easily against Zi rank warriors, the miracle of the Zither magic made the other three magics of the clans pale by parison.

After nodding at Qin Shang, Supreme Elder Wei Ming said, “For the second match, Ye Li of the Zhu Sect will take the field.”

A flash of anger crossed Ye Li’s eyes.

He was not as easy to talk to as Qin Shang.

He snorted coldly, “Supreme Elder, for such an important battle, why don’t you let the sect masters fight?

I’m just an ordinary disciple of the Zhu Sect.

If I happen to lose by accident, don’t blame me.”

Wei Ming said indifferently, “For the honor of the Empire, as a member of the Eastern Dragon, I believe you will not intentionally go easy.” If Ye Li were deceitful and sly, how could he mingle in the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans and only make one friend, Qin Shang, or have a falling out with his wife, Lan Ruxue?

Wei Ming knew his character all too well.

With an angry snort, Ye Li strode toward the center of the arena.

After Qin Shang was the first to take the field, Ye Yinzhu had already anticipated that Supreme Elder Wei Ming would ask his grandfather to fight next.

He didn’t have deep feelings for the Eight Sects, and at this moment, his disgust for Wei Ming’s actions grew stronger.

A faint cold light flashed in his eyes.

Although he did not say much now, a sizable shadow lingered in his heart.

After all, he had the blood of the Eastern Dragon flowing within him, and his heart grew colder towards the actions of his kin.

With such short-sighted and despicable elders, the future development of the Eastern Dragon Empire was ominous.

Quickly, Ye Li had already walked up to Ye Yinzhu.

He said indifferently, “Who will Qin City send to fight?” To avoid suspicion, he did not speak a word to his grandson, just quietly waiting for the opponent to appear.

On the other side, with Ye Yinzhu acting as referee, it was entirely up to Anya and Zi from Qin City to decide.

Having lost the first match and fully witnessing the strength of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans, Anya and Zi made a quick decision and Anya stepped forward.

She certainly knew Ye Li was Ye Yinzhu’s grandfather, but what was more important now was preserving the foundation of Qin City.

When Anya walked across from Ye Li, she gave Ye Yinzhu an apologetic look.

Ye Yinzhu simply shook his head and earnestly said, “Please stop at the sign of defeat.”

Seeing that Anya was the one to take the field, Ye Li didn’t say much.

With a wave of his right hand, he drew the Purple Bamboo Long Sword from his back and pointed it diagonally at the ground.

The longsword seemed to rise slowly from the ground, a flash of light, and nine flawless purple bamboo shadows appeared in front of him.

The Arrogant Bamboo Swordsmanship shone its most perfect light in the hands of this former sect master of the Zhu Sect.

Watching the sword shadows displayed by his grandfather, Ye Yinzhu secretly sighed, admitting he couldn’t do the same, and quickly retreated outside the battle circle.

At this moment, his feelings were incredibly conflicted.

On one side was his grandfather, and on the other was Anya, who had always cared for him like a sister.

For a time, he didn’t even know who he hoped would win.

“Mr.

Ye, please,” Anya said, her actual age being much greater than Ye Li’s, making it appropriate for her to address him as Mr.

Ye.

Ye Li said indifferently, “Let’s get started.

For the interests of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans, I will not show mercy.”

Anya smiled faintly and responded, “Then let us begin, Mr.

Ye.

Excuse me.”

Before Ye Li could understand why Anya would say “excuse me,” her body had already soared into the air, not a jump, but direct flight.

For a martial skills expert, flight was almost an unattainable feat.

To fly with Douqi in the air, even powerhouses above the Sixth Rank Zi rank could only sustain it for a very short time.

Ye Li, just a Second Rank Zi Zhu, was far from capable of flight.

(To be continued.

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