Apocalyptic forecast Chapter 203 Who will not have rhythm! Listen online with novels

"Old man, just you ... this is a 4/4 shot!"

Hearing Huai Shi's voice, Luo Lao's expression became more and more weird, wondering if he had broken the head of this product, but then he saw Huai Shi climbing up excitedly, with the knife and axe in his hand. , Explaining to him gestures.

"Look, it's a 4/4 beat--"

The axe fell and made a loud noise.

"Strong!"

The sacrificial knife waved, "Weak!"

Immediately afterwards, the gun of compassion pierced forward, "Second strong!"

Finally, it ends with the attack of the sacrificial knife.

"weak!"

Strong, weak, sub-strong, weak, or slightly change.

But no matter what, this is a perfect 4/4 beat.

"What is it?" Old Luo was completely confused.

"In music, time can actually be divided into basic units, and each unit is called" one beat ", and the time value of the beat is expressed by the time value of the note ..."

Huai Shi excitedly revolved and explained, "The time value of a beat can be a quarter note, that is, a quarter note, a quarter note, or an eighth note ... "

Old Luo only felt that a group of cows flew in front of him, and they could n’t understand how to listen, frowning unpleasantly: “Do n’t make those bells and whistles!”

The mace waved down and pressed towards Huai Shi, step by step.

In a blink of an eye, Huai Shi backed up again, and his expression became more and more amazed: "Strong, weak ... This is a 2/4 beat, and so on, I get it! You let me fight, fight!"

He seemed to comprehend what he was, but Luo Luo couldn't understand it. He always felt that that kind of excitement seemed to be finally answered after a long time of confusion, and he almost flew happily.

Huai Shi whispered notes and terms that no one could understand, circling in the inner court, and at the end, he frantically snapped his fingers.

"Strong, weak, weak, strong ... strong, weak, weak; secondary strong, weak, weak ... strong, weak, weak ... strong, strong ..."

In the end, he turned back suddenly, smiling confidently.

"I get it, change?"

In his hand, the knife and axe swayed randomly, and the deep voice was constantly changing, forming a completely different melody, strong and weak from time to time, slow from time to time.

At this moment, he was already excited and could not restrain himself.

Finally, he withdrew from the long-standing misunderstandings and returned to the right path. The kind of satisfaction brought by it is simply beyond words.

The so-called change is not a passive strain and active adaptation, but a manifestation of the fighting rhythm.

The infinite stretch of the duel is divided into countless time values, filled with different rhythms at will, and finally, leading the silent melody to the climax ...

This is no different from playing!

In his fantasies, a steel pendulum was swinging rapidly, producing rhythmic phantom sounds, constantly changing with his movements.

What a problem that a metronome can solve, why have we dragged on for so many days?

Even people who do n’t understand music have probably seen that thing. A vertical steel pendulum is connected in series on the base. Once it is started, it will swing to both sides rhythmically.

Any beginner will like this tool to help people quickly master the changes in the beat.

The emergence of this concept at this moment seems to be a glimmer of light in the bitter sea for Huai Shi, who was so confused that he could not find any clues, so that he finally found a direction and understood that Luo Lao instilled him in a violent way. theory.

Daigo initiation.

He finally ushered in the legendary epiphany in joy.

"Isn't that the rhythm?"

Huaixi shook his head with emotion: "As I said earlier, I am best at rhythm!"

He said, looking back, looking at the old man who was not far away, and asked, headlessly: "Speaking of it, do you like rock, old man?"

"Huh?" Luo said puzzled.

"Look, I will show you-da, da, da, da ..."

Huai Shi whispered softly, his toes lightly on the ground, as if tapping the drumhead.

The crisp voice diffused from his feet, wrapped around everyone's ears, and waves of active quality emerged.

As the boy ’s arms spread out, even the edge of the sword was trembling in the boy ’s low murmur, "Iamtheshadow, andthesmokeinyoureyes ..."

I am a shadow and a smoke in your eyes.

So, in my head, the roar of the electric guitar suddenly sounded.

Huaixi slowly raised his head, whispering softly with a silent voice: "Iamtheghostthathidesinthenight!"

-I am a ghost, in the dark!

At that moment, the flame of the mountain ghost lighted up from the teenager's eyes, and he stepped forward.

The knife and axe suddenly shook, obviously silent, but in a trance, it seemed that a thunderous melody burst out, and the voice of the voice burst from the axe, toward the old man who was already close by, whistling!

The husky, low-sounding singing sings to his ears.

"Boom-Lay! Boom-Lay! BOOM!"

The axe was cut down and blocked, but this time Huaixi's movement was fast, starting with a 6/8 shot-strong, weak, weak; second strong, weak, weak!

As the axe blade suddenly disappeared from the hand, the sacrificial knife emerged and wiped Luo Luo's neck. When the mace was lifted, the blade disappeared unexpectedly and turned into an axe block, and the sacrificial knife had already Huai Shi's left hand popped up again, running towards the heart.

"Boom-Lay! Boom-Lay! BOOM!"

collapse!

Luo Lao's movements stagnate for a moment. He did not suppress Huai Shi as usual, but was suppressed by the rhythm of Huai Shi.

Just as he took a step back and prepared to charge, he saw a long spear emerged in the hands of Huai Shi, who screamed from the air toward his neck.

The lance collided with the steel, followed by the cold light of the short knife.

The sharp voice is intertwined and integrated into the rhythm. With the humming of Huai Shi, it turns into a true melody. This is "DiamondEyes" sung by steel!

The power of rock!

With the hoarse humming of Huai Shi, his movements became faster and faster, and the thunder in the void seemed to blend into the sword and axe, bursting with his cleavage and piercing.

Power is soaring!

At that moment, Luo Lao's movement stagnation without warning, instantly grasping the gap in the rhythm of Huai poetry, attacking.

One hit.

empty?

The old man froze.

Immediately, I felt the rhythm change again ...

That's right, DJ cut the song.

Since the ferocious rock and roll turned into a low-pitched roar, Huai Shi fell from midair, his waist twisted, and the sacrificial knife swept out towards Luo Luo's neck.

"Today I will let you see, the Bach knife method that comes with my LV12 class cello!"

The rhythm was originally accelerating slowly. In Huai Shi's fantasy, the height of the counterweight on the metronome continued to decrease, and the beat value changed, soaring to the 208 level.

208 beats per minute!

This is the unaccompanied cello suite for the storm!

Unless you can read the music scores in Huai Shi's heart now, no one can grasp how his rhythm will change. The next blow will be like thunder or insidiousness.

Even if there is still no way to win, but at least there are back and forth.

This time, it was finally beaten on the side that was not holding back!

3/8 beat, 1/4 beat, repeat beat, single shot ...

Huai poems rose up and began to sing crazy songs!

After a short impromptu performance, the melody quickly became strange and exciting. In his hand, the gun of compassion carried a fierce poison, like a viper traversing an arc in the air, piercing Luo Lao's throat.

"Eat me Paganini puncture!"

Hell changes!

Amidst the fierce changes in Caprice, the vicious scale style changed again, becoming majestic, and the spear suddenly dissipated under the beating of mace.

Instead, Huai poems have been charging for a long time, and the counterattack is violent.

"-Hayden's Axe!"

In just a few minutes, from Bach to Beethoven, to Hayden, Brahms, and Schumann ... he almost ruined all classical musicians.

Refreshing!

Just as the ferocious melody climbed to the highest peak with the fierce rhythm, new changes appeared on the title page of the book of destiny in Huai Shi's consciousness.

Originally already worn down by Luo Lao, it can be said to abolish the martial arts skills of the Theravada tantric double swordsmanship, Roman dagger fighting and swordsmanship of the old court, and finally the remaining ink disappeared completely.

A line of light gray writing replaced by it quickly emerged from the void, solidified, and formed in an instant ... just like being pulled by the legendary cello performance at the highest point, soaring wildly upward.

【Swordsmanship · Performance】

——LV10!

Huai poems were stunned for a while, and then ecstatic.

The skills he has learned have been recognized by the book of destiny, and they have risen to such a terrifying height in an instant ...

I am afraid that in addition to the various combat skills that have become experience points, the biggest reason is that he has already broken through to the cello performance of LV12, right?

Even if it seems to be the same.

But the essence of the two is exactly the same, both are a performance, but the tools used are different.

With the foundation broken, Huai Shi's skills finally ushered in a new qualitative change in the hell-like ravages.

But this ecstasy didn't last long, but then he felt the old man's shadow suddenly enlarged, and in an instant, he broke through the encirclement and was close at hand.

Danger!

Huai Shi subconsciously defended.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the old man's mouth full of yellow teeth open, thunderous.

Be a lion roar!

"——Eating meat every day, I do n’t eat fat, every day I ’m so good !!"

In the roaring singing of the old man's close proximity, the rough folk songs from Nanzhao rushed into the melody of the cello and stirred up all the rhythms.

Disturbed the rhythm of Huai Shi, and messed up his movements.

flaw!

Huai Shi suddenly shocked, flew out, and hit the wall.

"No?"

The teenager raised his head dullly and spit out a depressing old blood. "You can do this?"

——My new trick is still hot, how could it be lost in the hands of Nanzhao Mountain Song!

Sure enough, the old sayings do not deceive me: classical music is not as good as rock, rock is not as popular, even if it is popular, there are unbeatable opponents ... even if it is only a brainwashing song, once it is mixed into the Nanzhao Mountain Song, it is over!

No matter how strong the feelings are, the rain is so heavy that it can't compare to the madness of the old driver.

Huai Shi, in amazement and regret, was defeated!

As Huai Shi lost his ability to cope, this time Luo Lao did not catch up and beat down the water dog, but stood on the spot, seemingly boringly throwing the bent and broken mace to the side.

After landing, the twisted mace completely fell apart.

Completed his mission.

"Although it's still rough, let's just pass it."

He clapped the dust on his hand and shook his head. "Also, I like to sing, put my own headphones on, and don't hum out to listen to others ... Come early tomorrow, the time is a little tight, I will give you before the rookie game Finish the class. "

Huai Shi stunned.

First, it ’s unbelievable. I ca n’t believe that I ’ve passed this level. Then there ’s a lot of confusion. Is there any lesson behind?

The basis of bare-handed fighting, the structure and posture of the attack, the timing and timing of changes.

These basic courses can be said to have been completed.

According to the style of the old man who muscularly kicked the person into the door and rolled to the self-study style, is there anything else to teach?

"You are the kind of guy who doesn't have sex."

Mr. Luo was sitting on the chair, looking at his stunned appearance: "It should be said that you did not love those things that I taught.

After all, these things are not for you, right? "

It's not harsh, nor does it hate iron to become steel.

As early as the first day Huai Shi came here, he understood that this guy didn't take the things here as a way to pursue a life. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

There are many kinds of love in this world, and there are also differences.

Huai Shi's love for this fighting skill is probably at best to the extent that he likes to play games-strictly speaking, only as a part of his work.

While fulfilling his duties, he chose to keep improving.

But what does it matter?

In the final analysis, isn't he teaching all the killing skills? You can't create peace, just use sword soldiers on the ground.

Compared with real power, it is insignificant.

Not worth mentioning.

There are countless things in this world that are more meaningful than these, and it can make this world better and more respectable.

Even the future of barbecued pork is much brighter than this.

The upright should sneer at it.

It should be treated in such a tentative, tentative way.

Although if it is used as a means, it is necessary to prepare for the strongest in a lifetime, but if it is used as a means, there are more choices than killing a person in a lifetime ...

In the silence, Luo Luo gazed quietly around the training ground, those wall-covered collections-that were weapons that covered almost all the fighting methods in the world.

Whether it is a sword and a halberd, it is an unpopular claw hook and a fist blade, from the increasingly rare axe gun to the Marquardt that only circulates among some American samurai ... almost everything.

Countless iron and stone gathered in one place, forming a scale of horror that is almost exhausted by ordinary people in life.

"Don't you say you want to do whatever you want?"

He slowly withdrew his eyes and looked at Huai Shi in front of him:

"In that case, the more the means, the better the better?"

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