super dragon ball

Chapter 444 Seven-string Archer

The young man playing the piano looked at Zhenqiang with confused eyes and said, "I'm sorry, my name is not Yuan Mo. You have mistaken me."

Zhenqiang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up, looking at this black-haired boy who looked exactly like Yuan Mo. After he was annihilated by antimatter, he came to this side of the galaxy. Like Lida, he was reincarnated and became the piano player in front of him. young man,

Zhenqiang looked at the boy playing the piano in surprise for a moment. Yuanmo's parents died in a car accident, so there was always a sadness in his eyes, and deep in the eyes of this boy, there was still a layer of sadness that would never go away. Sadness really looks exactly like Yuan Mo,

The young man playing the piano said again: "Do you know the Music Terminator?"

"Yes!" Plato suddenly became energetic and waved his arms and said: "The terminator of music means that music ends when it reaches him. No one can surpass him, and no one can play better than him!"

The lyre boy said: "My teacher Kama has told me many times the story of the Terminator of Music more than seven hundred years ago. I admire him very much. Can you teach me my piano skills according to his standards?"

"Oh! Of course!" Plato was elated, finally having a place to display his talents that were not doomed.

Plato said excitedly: "Music comes from love, love comes from the heart, the heart comes from thoughts, thoughts flow, the fingers follow the heart, tight and tight, the speed is up to the will, the harp is your heart, the harp is your god, in this way, the music comes from the heart , music comes from emotion, rhyme emerges from intention, state of mind comes from feeling, world comes from enlightenment, the most important thing about the beauty of music lies in people themselves, musical instruments are just a way to express people themselves."

Plato's words made Zhenqiang stunned. Such profound philosophy came from his mouth, which seemed a bit nondescript.

The young man's eyes suddenly flashed, and he stayed on the spot, as if he was understanding the meaning of these words. After a while, he gradually plucked the strings, and this time, the sound of the piano seemed not to come from him, but from the piano itself. The music that comes out automatically makes people wander in the sky and dream into a dreamland. It seems that listening to the sound of the piano can transcend everything in the world.

Suddenly there was a "snoring" sound around him, and when he looked again, he saw the powerful tauren standing on the ground, soundly asleep. Zhenqiang smiled, he was playing the piano to a bull, and he ignored him and continued to listen. After a while, there was a sudden "pop" sound, and Tagore suddenly woke up from his sleep, raised his palm and slapped himself.

"Tagore, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, and there is no need to beat yourself up." Zhenqiang said.

"No, Master, a gadfly is biting me." Tagore stared at the air, looking around, and then slapped his head.

Zhenqiang took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a gadfly flying on Tagore's head, and then stopped on the cow's head. Tagore slapped it on the head like breaking a rock, with a "pop" sound, the cow's head suddenly swelled, and the gadfly But it disappeared without a trace. After a while, it stopped on Tagore's face again. Tagore slapped it again, and the cow's face became swollen again. But a moment later, it stopped on the cow's nose again, and "pop" Tagore's cow's nose was doomed again. To escape, he slapped himself on the nose and roared - Tagore was beaten so hard that his eyes were filled with stars and his nose hurt, so he roared. His eyes were red, he was panting heavily, and he was so angry that he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. Look for signs of gadflies.

"Tagore, sit down and I will help you." Zhenqiang said.

After Tagore sat down, the gadfly landed on the cow's head again. Zhenqiang smacked it with his palm, and he shouted "Ah!" The cow's head was harder than a rock, and he was so painful that he shed tears.

Tagore waved his big palm to drive away the gadflies, and Zhenqiang was on the side to help with the command. The two joined forces to fight against the gadflies.

"Tagore, left!"

"Tagore, right!"

"above!"

"under!"

"nose!"

"Eye!"

After more than a dozen rounds, the two were defeated miserably. The gadfly was not injured at all, but Tagore beat himself so bruised and swollen that he was almost unrecognizable.

"Oh, Master, Niu Tou, please be quiet, I have to teach students how to play the piano." Plato said, unhappy to see them interrupting.

Tagore's eyes were bloodshot and he was filled with rage. He was not so angry when he fought against Reymer, the king of the mountains. The mane on the cow's head was thorny, and now a small gadfly made him helpless.

"If I had known better, I would have brought a bottle of insecticide." Zhen Qiang also panted.

At this time the gadfly landed on the cow's head again.

"Roar——!" Tagore yelled wildly, raised his arms, raised his iron palm, and was about to slap his head. If he slapped this palm, his head would be smashed.

"Tagore! Stop! Are you going to commit suicide!" Seeing this, Zhenqiang quickly shouted to stop him.

The lyre boy suddenly took out his bow and arrow, without even taking aim, and shot an arrow at Tagore's head.

The arrow shot past Tagore's scalp with a "swish" sound, and with a "thump" sound, the gadfly was pinned to the far wall until the arrow was missing. Then a few strands of cow hair fell from Tagore's head.

This scene made Zhenqiang frightened for a while, how big a gadfly was, and the gadfly stopped on Tagore, and the arrow was slightly

If there is any deviation, Tagore will definitely die. This was an extremely dangerous scene, but he nocked the arrow and bent the bow without hesitation, without even taking aim. He raised the arrow and shot it. It seemed that no matter how hard he shot, he could hit the gadfly. There was no hesitation in the whole process. and stagnation, flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one breath, as smooth as he plays the piano.

There are not many people in the world who can hit the target 100 times, but it is rare for him to shoot an arrow like this and hit the target 100 times. He was so frightened that he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said: "Your archery skills are really accurate. If you don't kill the gadfly, , Tagore will be tortured to death by gadflies."

The young man smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing. Your friend taught me a lot of piano skills, and I play better than before." At this point, his eyes with a hint of sadness shone brightly.

Zhenqiang saw that although he had a slight smile on his face and his eyes were shining, the sadness in his eyes was still clearly visible and could not be erased at all, and asked: "Are you playing the piano here to make money?"

The young man nodded with a smile, looked at the few copper plates on the ground, picked them up and put them in his arms.

"What can these copper plates be sold for?" Zhenqiang asked.

The boy shook his head and said, "I can't buy anything. I need to earn money for a few days before I can buy some food."

Zhenqiang thought that he had a chapter of victory for Nicole, and since he was the reincarnation of Yuan Mo, it was impossible to ignore his poverty and ignore him, so he suddenly said with great pride: "Let's go, follow me!"

"Where to go?" the young man asked.

"Go to the tavern. Take whatever you want to eat today and I'll treat you!" Zhenqiang Qianyun said with great aura.

The young man looked surprised and in disbelief.

Zhenqiang turned around and was about to enter the tavern. Suddenly, the door of the tavern was knocked open with a bang, and a man flew out and fell to the ground. At the same time, a strong and strong man also rushed out of the tavern, wearing a short leather armor. He held a huge iron sword in both hands, as tall as a man, and roared with anger on his face:

"How dare you steal my pork leg! I will kill you!"

As he spoke, he raised his sword and charged towards the man on the ground.

Zhenqiang saw that the muscular man was tall and strong, with short black hair, sparkling eyes, a stubble beard, and a rough and heroic face. The man lying on the ground had black hair covering his eyes, a long coat, and his body was covered with chains. He fell to the ground with a sinister smile on his face.

The strong man jumped up and slashed at the chained man on the ground. The chained man jumped up from the ground, raised his chain to block the sword, and said: "Whoever has more money will get it. This is a fair trade, your money Less, of course you won’t get it.”

The big man said angrily: "I bought something first, and when I was about to eat it, you came over to grab it. Even if you have money, you have to divide it up on a first-come, first-served basis!"

"If I have more money, it will be mine. Don't tell me you are eating. Even if you eat, you have to spit it out!" said the chained man.

"Drink!" The strong man held his sword and slashed at the chain. The chained man was knocked back several meters. The strong man said: "You have more money than me, and I am stronger than you. Look at the pig legs." Does meat belong to those with more money or to those with more strength?" He then raised his sword and charged forward.

After the chained man stood firm, without any fear, with a sinister smile on his face, he untied his chains and threw them on the ground.

"It's no use even if you take off your clothes! I'll chop you to death with one strike!" The big man ran towards me with his sword and struck down with the sword. The man in chains jumped away and with a "boom", the rocks on the ground were chopped down by the big man like an explosion. It's a big pit, and the strength has reached an intermediate state beyond strength.

After the chain man dodged, he stretched out his palms and said, "Kill the chains!" The chains on the ground suddenly jumped up, and like a python, they tightly wrapped around the big man's body, and he fell to the ground.

This sudden situation was beyond everyone's expectation. The big man was tightly tied with chains and could not move at all like a rice dumpling. He tried his best but could not break free. While struggling, he cursed: "What kind of dirty trick is this? If you can, let me go and let's fight head-on.

Zhen Qiang saw that the chained man could control the chain, and thought that this should be a control type of force method. The power control type of force method is to judge the strength state based on the power that can be controlled. The chained man's strength is not as strong as that of the big man, but he can control the chain to push the big man. Tangled tightly, he should have reached an advanced state beyond strength, one level stronger than that big man.

"Humph, whoever is stupid enough to fight you with brute force, I won't let you go, and you will never come out in your life. If you ask me for mercy, I can consider it." The chained man smiled sinisterly.

"Bah! I would rather be tied up for the rest of my life than beg for mercy from you!" The strong man roared while struggling hard.

"The pork leg belongs to me." The chained man smiled and walked into the tavern. He walked out after a while, shook a pig leg at the big man, and then walked away in a grand manner.

"Pork leg! My pork leg! If you dare to take my pork leg, I will hunt you to the ends of the earth!" The big man shouted while struggling. The chained man turned a deaf ear and was out of sight. The onlookers also dispersed laughing.

"Don't go! You bastard! You snatch my pork leg! I will never let you go! Pork leg! That's my pork leg—!" The strong man shouted hysterically on the ground.

"...haven't you ever eaten pork leg?" Zhenqiang asked the big man.