Chapter 268: The Killing Skill of Sound

Chapter 268 The Killing Skill of Sound

He wanted to lift his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead. Suddenly, he realized in terror that neither of his hands could move. He could not even lift them!

"What did you do to me? You bastard! Why can't my hands move?"

He Lizhi cried with a frightened expression. As a painter, he knew how important his two hands were to him. Without them, he would be no different than a beggar.

"I don't know. Everyone's watching. I didn't do anything to you. Unlike you, I hadn't prepared a knife."

Qin Haodong laughed brilliantly and added, "I am a doctor, though, so I can make a diagnosis. You just lost the game and became emotional, which resulted in serious muscle weakness in both your arms. They will not move again anymore."

"No, it's impossible. My hands are good."

He Lizhi shouted wildly while trying to reach for the brush on the next table. However, no matter how hard he tried, his hand could no longer hold a brush.

"God, why are you doing this to me? You can't do that. I want to keep drawing in the future!"

Qin Haodong sneered and said, "Since you are a shameless man that forgot his ancestors, it was very kind of God to spare your life."

He Lizhi calmed down a little and suddenly realized that all this had something to do with Qin Haodong. He threw himself down on the stage, hugged Qin Haodong's thighs and cried, "I know I'm wrong. Please spare me this time. I'm a Huaxia man. I'm not Koyama Rechi. My name is He Lizhi.

If you let my hands return to normal, I will immediately give up my present nationality and return to our country. I will serve our country and bring glory to it."

Qin Haodong sneered and said, "What are you thinking? You have no options. Our country doesn't want a shameless person like you."

"No, please heal my hands!"

He Lizhi kowtowed like a chicken eating rice while kneeling on the stage and pleading bitterly. He knew the importance of his hands. If they became useless, his future would be dim.

Qin Haodong said, "There's an old saying in our country. Can you remember it? Do not live in sin."

"No. Please, I can kowtow before you. Please, you must heal my hands..."

He Lizhi pleaded bitterly on the stage. The Huaxia audience was very happy. The shameful traitor had finally gotten his due.

Yagyuu Hirai's face was very blue. He Lizhi was his subordinate now. It was shameful for them that he was crying on the stage. Thus, he told a warrior beside him, "Go take him away. Don't let him stay here."

The Nihon warrior promised and quickly stepped onto the stage. He wrestled He Lizhi out of the stage.

While he looked at the miserable He Lizhi, Qin Haodong shook his head. He knew the saying "Do not live in sin" very well. People like him, who could forget their ancestors and nationality, would naturally meet a bad end on the other side. As long as he was useless, he would be treated worse than a dog.

At the end of the competition, Gompos left. Qin Haodong also turned and walked down the stage. Suddenly, a great cheer went up from the crowd. Everyone was cheering for his performance.

After returning to the stage, Tang Qingzhi was the first to go up and bow deeply before Qin Haodong.

"What are you doing, Mr. Tang?"

Qin Haodong quickly reached out and helped him up.

Tang Qingzhi said excitedly, "Brother Qin, you helped me and saved the face of our country today. You deserve my worship!"

Qin Haodong said, "As a descendant of Huaixa, it is my duty to do something for our country. You're being too polite."

After they sat down again, Tang Qingzhi asked, "Brother Qin, your Plum Blossom Painting is really beautiful, but I really cannot understand. How did you do that?"

Qin Haodong smiled and said, "It's just a little trick. It's not worth mentioning."

Of course, he couldn't tell the truth. He had just changed the color of the ink by using Green Wood Genuine Qi. From this perspective, it had nothing to do with the art of painting itself.

On Nihon's side, Yagyuu Hirai's eyes were red with anger as he said in a low voice, "I must kill this man!"

They had lost three games in a row by now. Based on the best-out-of-five rule, they had lost the exchange competition. This was all Qin Haodong's fault. No wonder they were so angry. They had prepared so carefully for so long and lost to one person.

"We would have killed this man yesterday if we'd known this," Chiba Mieko said, "It's too late now. There are too many people watching, so we can't act rashly."

Yagyuu Hirai, who knew she was right, took a deep angry breath, turned to a young man beside him and said, "Yagyuu Shizukumo, it's your turn. For the honor of our country and our family, you must win. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, young family master!"

Yagyuu Shizukumo bowed his head and stepped onto the stage. Two Nihon waiters followed him closely, carrying an ancient Huaxia Guqin in their hands.

After getting on the stage, he told Qian Duoduo proudly, "During the fourth round, we are going to compete at Guqin."

Qian Duoduo looked at the order sheet in his hand and said, "You said that the fourth game is a Guqin competition. However, it is not easy to define who wins or loses when it comes to music. How will we judge who's the winner and the loser?"

This time, Nihon was the challenger, so Huaxia had fully shown its style. All the challenging ways possible had been put forward by Nihon. Thus, they only knew that the fourth round was a Guqin competition. They did not know the specifics.

Yagyuu Shizukumo said, "This is easy. I will play it. If you can listen to me and play a song, you will win. Otherwise, we will win."

"What kind of competition is this?" Qian Duoduo was confused.

He and the audience did not understand what the Nihon guy was going to do. Everyone could listen to music. Did that make any difference?

"You don't need to ask too many questions. Just follow my instructions."

Yagyuu Shizukumo found a chair to sit down and let his waiters put the Guqin in front of him.

Qian Duoduo turned to Gao Fengwen and Lang Sanyuan and asked, "Can we accept Nihon's challenge?"

Although they knew that what Yagyuu Shizukumo had described would not be that simple, how could they shrink back now? Besides, Lang Sanyuan was always very proud. Qin Haodong had just won three games in a row. Now, he finally had the chance to perform.

"No problem," he said, "We've already said that, no matter how they challenge us, we'll take the challenge."

Gao Fengwen did not know anything about rhythm and music. Thus, when Lang Sanyuan agreed, he naturally couldn't say anything else.

Lang Sanyuan said, "I don't need to personally compete with a player of this level. I will just send one of my disciples."

He turned to a young man in his twenties and said, "Li Mu, it's your turn!"

"Yes, teacher!"

Li Mu stepped onto the stage and sat down opposite Yagyuu Shizukumo.

Upon seeing that it was not Qin Haodong who had appeared on Huaxia's side, both Yagyuu Hirai and Chiba Mieko felt secretly relieved. They were afraid of this young man now. They had lost three games in a row to Qin Haodong, so they were afraid that he would come on the stage again.

Yagyuu Shizukumo looked at Li Mu on the stage and said, "Are you ready, Huaxia man?"

Li Mu said, "You can start at any time."

He actually was extremely confused. He had been taught by Lang Sanyuan ever since he was five, so now he was also a successful player. He did not understand what the hell Yagyuu Shizukumo wanted to do.

Yagyuu Shizukumo sneered. When his slender fingers touched the Guqin gently, it immediately made a sound. The sound, which was as distant as if it came from ancient times, pierced people's hearts.

Although none of the people present liked him, as he played the Guqin, they had to admit that Yagyuu Shizukumo was a really good Guqin player.

He was playing a famous Huaxia song called "Lofty Mountains and Flowing Water". While hearing the sound between his fingers, it seemed that everyone present could really see the mountains and the rivers. Some people even closed their eyes as their hearts filled with joy.

What a skillful player!

Lang Sanyuan was a Guqin master. He immediately realized that Yagyuu Shizukumo's level was not any lower than his. Fortunately, this guy had not proposed to compete at Guqin. Otherwise, he really would not be confident about winning.

By contrast, listening to music was much simpler. He could listen to this kind of music for three days and three nights.

As he was secretly rejoicing, Li Mu felt intense pain. This rendition of "Lofty Mountains and Flowing Water" sounded alright to other people. However, although everyone felt comfortable enjoyment, Li Mu's ears were suffering.

As soon as the music sounded, Li Mu felt his blood boiling all over his body and rushing towards his head.

What's the matter?

Even though he had learned music for such a long time, he had never encountered such a situation. He suddenly panicked. He could only try to control his body, but it was still useless. His blood rushed up and made his face turn increasingly red. He felt like his head was going to blow up.

"Ah!"

In a few seconds, Li Mu screamed, fell down on the stage and fainted!

"What's the matter?" Lang Sanyuan had been enjoying the music with narrowed eyes. Thus, when he suddenly saw his disciple fall down, he was startled.

Qin Haodong's expression changed. He suddenly realized what kind of trick Yagyuu Shizukumo was playing. This was the Killing Skill of Sound.

The so-called Killing Skill of Sound could change the human body's function through music and even kill people invisibly. Fortunately, this guy's capibility was not very high. Otherwise, Li Mu would have already died.

Medical staff immediately rushed to the stage and lifted Li Mu.

Gao Fengwen was somewhat puzzled. Li Mu had looked healthy. Why had he suddenly fallen down? "Doctor Qin, can you see what's going on here?" he asked Qin Haodong.

Yagyuu Shizukumo showed his complacency on the stage by saying, "You are really a sick man. You are too weak to listen to a piece of music. You have two more chances. Who will come next?"

There was an uproar in the audience immediately. They hated hearing the words "sick man". Modern Huaxia was no longer a weak country that could endure this kind of humiliation.

"You are a shameless man. Don't you forget that you lost three games in a row..."

"Don't be smug. You're bound to lose this time..."

"President Lang, please give this guy a lesson. Show him who is sick..."

Lang Sanyuan was not a martial artist, so he did not know anything about the Killing Skill of Sound and did not understand what kind of trick Yagyuu Shizukumo was playing. However, when so many people shouted his name, he could only bravely step onto the stage.