Although smashing a guitar after an electric guitar solo was a classic and very rock ’n’ roll hardcore move, and stubbing one’s toe was a classic Columbia-style cartoon trope,
at this mont, when everything happened to a giant over fifty ters tall, it felt entirely different.
Weighing over two thousand tons, the seemingly comical action made the entire ground tremble with madness.
Fortunately, everyone present had practiced movent techniques, capable of surfing even through tsunamis, so standing firm during this earthquake was naturally no problem.
However, at this mont, what these strears and viewers in front of the screen cared about wasn’t this so-called earthquake, but rather, the sudden toe-stubbing action of this senior. It couldn’t just be to play a kids’ ga, could it?
Or, why did this giant jump so high from a stubbed toe? Shouldn’t these monstrous "Kaidan" be impervious to pain?
"No, the surrounding Kaidan are being attracted!" Suddenly, a strear using an overly high-tech drone for aerial filming shouted in alarm, passing the scene to their teammate.
Only then did the audience notice the unusually striking black masses on the screen, changing their course.
The previous rules of the gigantic ominous presences’ spread were simple—that is, to radiate outward from Inner Shinjuku. Although the movent speed of these gigantic figures varied, they generally could be categorized as radiating outwards.
But at this mont, in the vicinity—at least within the range that this drone could capture—all the gigantic figures seed to have changed their direction, moving toward their location.
"That earlier move by the senior, could it be a monster gathering technique?"
"Guitar smashing to lure monsters... This is too rock ’n’ roll, isn’t it?"
"Not just rock, it’s very punk..."
Several strears gathered together, their expressions quirky in the shared broadcast (offline)—but at that mont, the senior expert who had just smashed the guitar suddenly stepped forward before them, addressing the young man who had earlier called out "Six-Style Zither thod":
"Can you play?"
"Ah, I...," the abrupt question left the strear slightly stunned. His companion, seeing this, imdiately raised his hand:
"Senior, he can! He’s amazing at the guitar, practices Sorrowful Demon Sound! And , I can play the violin... Oh right! Hu Xian’er! Hu Xian’er! Co over here!"
"Calling ?" Upon hearing this, the female strear nad Hu Xian’er ran over and then heard the violin player say:
"And her, her erhu playing is the most non-traditional!"
"I’m not..." Hu Xian’er wanted to screw the violin player’s head off, but seeing the senior present, she quickly adjusted her tone, speaking in a softer, more cute voice:
"Senior, I play the erhu, practicing the Thousand Changing Cloud Mist Thirteen Swords, but I’m not sure if there’s sothing..."
"A dry performance is boring, give a BGM!"
Feng Xue gave a thumbs up and then turned away, while Hu Xian’er clicked her tongue and posed like she was sitting on an invisible chair, crossed her legs, and put her thin sword back into the Hu Qin, looking at the one who called her—
"BGM... what should I play?"
"Just don’t do your majestic performance," the violin player said, patting the still-dazed companion beside him, and the "guitar wizard" finally ca to his senses, eyes sparkling:
"Even in a fight, having an orchestra, this senior is too rock ’n’ roll! The BGM has to be rock!"
"Erhu and violin playing rock, what were you even thinking?" The two exchanged glances, looking at their companion with disdain. The guitar wizard grinned:
"Then let’s do that piece we’ve all released before, the backdrop seems just fitting, doesn’t it?"
"Are you serious? Even for solo, you want an ensemble?" Hu Xian’er looked at this guy as if recognizing him for the first ti, but the guitar wizard, with a smile differing from his usual shyness, expressed madness:
"We rock ’n’ rollers do it like this!"
With that, he picked up his guitar, usually used for Sorrowful Demon Sound, his fingertips plucking swiftly...
"Damn, straight into the climax! Are you out of your mind?"
"I’m cursed with eternal bad luck just knowing you!"
The violin and Hu Qin cursed relentlessly, but the bows found their places on the strings, albeit starting a bit chaotic, but soon caught up with the guitar.
...
Three slightly discordant sounds erged from behind, then gathered swiftly in a short ti, causing a subtle upward curve on Feng Xue’s lips as he marched toward the ominous presence.
"Oh, Croatian Rhapsody, huh. Violin is fine, but playing this on erhu and guitar... never mind, it fits well with the ruins..."
Feng Xue glanced at the ruinous street and the giant beast erging from it. Unfortunately, the sun was still overhead. If only it set like a blood-red sunset behind these monsters, it would be picturesque!
Feeling the backing BGM, the power of [Execution Song] boiled up. Although bringing out a cha for a giant beast would be scenic, as a Martial Arts Grandmaster of Yan Country, piloting a Gundam felt incongruent.
After a slight thought, he slightly curled his lips, and the guitar case behind him suddenly opened, a red orca leaped out of it.
At the sa ti, amidst the seemingly cheerful yet subtly lancholic lody, behind Feng Xue, an orca’s phantom slowly erged. Although there was no tangible sound, everyone felt an ethereal voice rging into the BGM.
[Damn! Orca Martial God!]
[I knew it was a Martial Arts Legend, but I couldn’t recall the identity!]
[Shaved the beard and looks so young?]
[So he doesn’t always dress like a beggar, huh?]
[No, that was a ans for a deity-like self-amusent!]
[Like hell it’s self-amusent, it’s self-repression!]
...
Feng Xue’s appearance instantly stirred up a frenzy online, overshadowing even the classic plot of monster hordes attacking Tokyo Bay.
Feeling the Kaidan entry for the Orca Martial God start to swell, Feng Xue, who had a big family and a large business, imdiately copied a technique learned from the [Leader] Kaidan, pumping vast amounts of [Identity] into the Kaidan Fire.
But while the Leader Kaidan feared polluting the prize pool with mistaken [Identity], Feng Xue, simply had too much money to burn!
The orca’s power swelled rapidly, and the orca phantom above him grew more solid. Grasping the orca pillow’s tail, Feng Xue suddenly stepped forward.
The strike of One Sword Breaks the River from back then was unleashed once more.
However, accompanied by the cute yet slightly alien whale song, this ti the orca phantom soaring from the pillow was much more solid than in the past during the river-breaking event. The earth rolled back on both sides, and everything before the orca was torn to pieces not exceeding the size of a fist in the next mont.
Today’s Feng Xue was far beyond the past, no longer needing to rely on illusory powers to split rivers. The wind generated by this sword, in an instant, carved out a clearing over twenty ters wide and nearly two kiloters long in the building-dense heart of Tokyo—
A three-foot-deep clearing was made.
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