Comprehension Ability: I Come From the Great Emperor Family Chapter 230 - 187: A Frog in a Well, Also Worthy to Gaze at

The sudden eruption of the piano sound seed like a chilling cold wave rising from the depths of the ice fields, sweeping across the entire venue with endless intent of slaughter.

"This..."

Just a single note caused everyone’s expression to change dramatically, as they looked toward the youth in the center, whose eyes carried a hint of coldness.

Chang Qing ca full of heated passion and hope for the martial world.

Yet, those senseless, cold words made him angry and at the sa ti filled with disappointnt.

"The martial world in books shouldn’t be like this..."

The disappointnt and anger in his heart made Chang Qing completely and perfectly integrate with the lody he played.

Qinsha: Ghost God Abyss!

Among the celestial arts, it’s the one with the heaviest intent of slaughter and strongest realm.

Previously, when Chang Qing played leisurely, he rely forcibly imitated the intent within the lody; though he entered the Dao, it was ultimately a inferior imitation.

But now his anger perfectly fused with the lody’s murderous intent, for the first ti fully showcasing the essence and Dao rhythm of Qinsha!

Zheng!

Zheng!

Zheng!

Chang Qing sat calmly before the piano, his gaze tranquil, ten fingers dancing like mad demons, his black hair fluttering.

The deep and hurried lody was like divine soldiers unsheathed, breaking through the sky with a flash of cold light.

The terrifying murderous intent, making one’s scalp tingle, surged forth unbearably.

An infinite and dense Dao rhythm instantly enveloped the entire scene.

At this mont, everyone in the courtyard was silent, looking at the youth by the piano with boundless astonishnt.

The piano sound lingered in their ears, and the peaceful courtyard shattered in an instant, as if arriving at an ancient battlefield.

Golden spears and iron horses galloping across the battleground, gods and demons crazily battling the heavens and earth!

Thousands of troops and horses charging, endless beings roaring in fury!

At this mont, each note was like a divine soldier’s sword unsheathed, bringing a sky-full of murderous intent roaring forth.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

The raging roars exploded by their ears, leaving everyone pale-faced, with sweat forming on their spines.

Many even imrsed themselves entirely in the boundless realm, as if a sharp blade were pressed to their throats, causing them to fearfully retreat.

"Zheng!"

As the last strand of piano sound filled with slaughter fell, Chang Qing gently caressed the ancient piano, causing the vibrating strings to instantly stop.

The courtyard was pin-drop silent, utterly quiet.

After a while, a trembling whisper rose up.

"Into... the Dao!"

Boom!

Like a stone casting waves upon a thousand layers.

At this mont, everyone could no longer suppress the shock within their hearts, looking towards the calm youth by the piano.

Entering the Dao!

Even if they weren’t Confucian disciples, they knew clearly how terrifying an existence at the level of entering the Dao in lody was.

It was the pinnacle of the four arts of Confucianism, far more formidable than a high-grade Celestial Tier Lifebound Dao Seal.

There once circulated a saying among Confucianism.

A great Confucian might not have entered the Dao in the four arts, but the four arts at the level of entering the Dao could definitely be counted among great Confucians!

Because that was the pinnacle of one art, an existence that could be a teacher to the world!

"How is it possible, at such a young age, he has... already beco a great Confucian..."

Chu Ze’s cold smile disappeared, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

His lody at its peak was exceptional even within Confucianism.

But in front of Chang Qing... it was simply a joke, crushed by more than one level.

Those who had just mocked him now looked dazed, with sha in their eyes.

Is Chang Qing unworthy to evaluate Chu Ze?

It was Chu Ze who was unworthy of Chang Qing’s evaluation!

Only now did they understand that Chang Qing’s remark of ’not bad’ was not ant to belittle, but was actually giving face to Chu Ze.

Otherwise, a great Confucian at the level of entering the Dao saying it was unbearable to listen to wouldn’t be over the top.

"Brother Chang Qing... does he indeed have such ans?"

Zhou Yu muttered in shock, looking at Chang Qing with eyes full of incredulity.

Chang Qing... practises martial arts!

A re martial artist actually enters the Dao in lody?

Zhou Yu felt dizzy, deeply impressed by Chang Qing’s terrifying mastery, feeling utmost admiration.

anwhile, Xian Banng, who had been worried, now looked at Chang Qing with sparkling eyes.

"At the level of entering the Dao in lody, this Young Master Su... is so strong."

Xian Banng’s lody was also exceptional, but facing the tune Chang Qing just played, she could only express admiration.

Only those who understood lody could deeply comprehend how terrifying that tune just was.

Whether it was skill, realm, or Dao rhythm, it was simply... impeccable.

"No wonder he said the tune he knew wasn’t suitable."

"Such a chilling and fearso realm of slaughter, was he afraid of disturbing the others’ enjoynt?"

Looking at Chang Qing, who sat by the piano with a calm deanor, Xian Banng slightly lifted her red lips, her eyes full of appreciation.

Not praising herself, facing this charming celestial lady, no man could resist showing off.

But Chang Qing, despite being at the level of entering the Dao, crushing everyone’s lody, actually had no intention of joining from the start.

This deanor made Xian Banng unconsciously develop a good impression.

...

The venue remained quiet for a long ti.

Chang Qing let out a breath and stood up lightly.

The previous disappointnt and anger had all been vented with the completion of the tune.

"It was nothing but a contest of ego, with no grudges or hatred, why get angry with him."

Chang Qing shook his head, smiled slightly, then looked at Zhou Yu, warmly nodded and smiled, "Brother Zhou, thank you for bringing here."

"But this place isn’t quite suitable for , so I shall bid farewell."

As he finished speaking, Chang Qing turned and walked towards the courtyard exit.

No rebuttal against Chu Ze’s mockery, nor any domineering presence from overshadowing the venue with his tune.

Since their paths differ, he would quietly leave.

Chang Qing’s temperant was always gentle, never aggressively pushing nor exploiting the situation.

"Worthy of a Confucian prodigy at the level of entering the Dao, this is truly the deanor of a nobleman."