Chapter 132

Hidden Dragon Part 2

"Buzz--"

The power was gradually being restored, and the sound system had recovered. Under Ah Jin's control, music started playing, but Ah Jin really didn't know what Tan Xiao was going to perform, so he just randomly played a piece of shaman music, thinking that the experienced old artist could improvise.

Even if the evil dragon didn't understand the scientific principles of the screen, it could sense that the window of opportunity was only this short. It no longer hesitated and directly entered the stage area. The chance for revenge was today, even if it meant being sealed again, it had to retaliate.

Seeing the evil dragon diving recklessly despite the sealing object, Tan Xiao raised his sleeves and lifted his face in time with the drumbeat, and the Nuo mask on his head slid down to cover his face, which was the starting posture of the snake-handling dance.

Why the snake-handling dance?

The fierce wind made the long sleeves of the Chu shaman flutter unsteadily. The calm yet sharp voice of the young man sounded from under the mask, "True dragons are just big snakes."

......

In the air, it was already a chaotic battle. The masters on the ground had no room to intervene at this level of spiritual combat. They could only either help Ah Jin render the scene to prevent chaos, or use telescopes to monitor and change strategies at any time.

Kong Xuan saw that half of the moon's energy had been devoured, the cold light swirling, and as the moon's energy was devoured, the Tiangou's body also swelled up, actually controlling the moon's energy and shooting out silver rays.

Kong Xuan didn't dodge or avoid, but raised his hand to collect them. "Don't hide, dead dog."

He wrapped the Five-Colored Divine Light around the sword hilt, looked up and suddenly smiled.

The Tiangou's mind stirred slightly, and it actually saw Kong Xuan point his sword at the moon and gather the moon's energy with the Five-Colored Divine Light!

"!" The Tiangou didn't expect him to steal its job.

The Tiangou could devour the moon's energy, and since the Five-Colored Divine Light could cleanse anything, why couldn't it cleanse away the moon's energy? Rather than letting the Tiangou devour it, it was better to cleanse it himself. Kong Xuan gathered the moon's energy, and the sword energy in his hand soared into the sky, unleashing three sword strikes with the moon's energy.

One sword strike was like the Milky Way swirling, illuminating a thousand mountains.

One sword strike was like a curtain of rain falling, omnipresent.

And there was one more sword strike, with killing intent circulating, sharp and unstoppable, directly aimed at the dog's head.

Even if the Five-Colored Divine Light couldn't be escaped, couldn't I still slay you?!

The Tiangou's face changed drastically. The sword strikes came from all sides, unavoidable. It could only also gather the moon's energy to block--

......

"Chu shamanism focuses on gentleness. In the snake-handling dance, apart from footwork, hand seals are also very important." As Tan Xiao danced, he made hand seals to demonstrate, seemingly only conversing with the audience, but his eyes were always looking at mid-air.

There, the evil dragon's return was rendered extremely realistically. With a furious roar, it was about to dive down.

"One hand seal is one type of power. Making the 'Thunder Seal', there is the thunder of the nine heavens, subduing demons and monsters."

The audience curiously followed along and made the hand seals.

Thunder rumbled, blending into the wind and rain on site, and also struck the evil dragon's back, causing it to turn around in pain.

The younger audience members cheered happily, very much enjoying this interactive performance, as if the shaman on stage had really injured the dragon.

"This is the Separating Seal, making the opponent unable to approach, meaning to separate."

The shaman danced in the wind and rain, his hands forming a seal like the sun and moon. "This is the 'Sun and Moon Palace', bringing the illumination of light."

With his words, the power was fully restored and the screen lit up. In the instant the runes flashed again, the evil dragon's hollow eyes opened wide. With a dragon's cry, it broke through the previous range and pounced straight over.

At this juncture, Tan Xiao actually turned around, his back to the evil dragon--

"Kong Xuan!"

At the same time, Kong Xuan, who had just unleashed his three swords, turned his head and transformed into a peacock, flying onto the stage. His iridescent tail feathers cascaded down as he let out a high-pitched cry, capturing the evil dragon that had nearly reached Tan Xiao.

Without the interference of the Tiangou, the evil dragon cried out in pain as the peacock pierced its reverse scale, causing it to wither and droop.

Where was the Tiangou?

While the Tiangou was trapped by the sword rain, Tan Xiao turned around and shot his slingshot directly at the Tiangou's head!

The sword to the heart, the pellet to the head - how could the Tiangou defend against this? It had just barely blocked the sword energy when it was at the end of its old strength and had not yet generated new strength. The pearl swiftly and silently entered the Tiangou's left eye.

The Tiangou let out a mournful cry and fell from the clouds.

The two of them tacitly killed each other's enemies. The peacock captured the dragon and left, while Tan Xiao put away his posture. The audience below burst into cheers - how could these special effects seem even more three-dimensional than the Nuo dance just now? The dragon was even closer, and no flaws could be seen even at such close range!

Tan Xiao couldn't go down directly, so he walked over to Ah Jin and spoke into the microphone, "Thank you everyone for your cooperation. I wish the audience friends, um, the vigor and vitality of the dragon."

The audience below was still stunned by the wonderful performance just now. They applauded while thinking, why didn't he mention the "phoenix"? And that dragon... didn't seem to be in very good spirits either?

......

All the masters breathed a sigh of relief at the sight before them.

Thank goodness, Tan Xiao's reaction was still quick, giving the Tiangou a mind-blowing experience.

Tan Xiao jumped off the stage and saw that Kong Xuan had also transformed into human form, standing to the side. In his hand, he was holding a thin dragon upside down, which was the evil dragon he had shrunk.

"For you." Kong Xuan was a bit like an animal returning from a hunt, stuffing the evil dragon into Tan Xiao's hand.

Tan Xiao took a look and tied it to his waist.

The evil dragon was on the verge of death and felt humiliated, "You might as well kill me..."

Tan Xiao casually flicked its head, causing the dragon's head to buzz and faint.

"My mom's spiritual power hasn't recovered yet." Tan Xiao said gloomily, looking up at the sky again. With the defeat of the evil dragon, the rainstorm was gone, "And this 'lunar eclipse' still hasn't returned to normal."

"The Tiangou isn't dead yet, right? Let's go find him." Kong Xuan pulled Tan Xiao to leave.

Within the scope of this stage, the audience was deceived by Ah Jin, but at least the other citizens of Nanchu could see the moon slowly darkening. Some people thought it might be a lunar eclipse.

But after searching online, they found that Nanchu was not an observation point for lunar eclipses this year at all. Maybe it just looked a bit like an eclipse because it was obscured by clouds?

Without them saying anything, at this very moment, Mu Fei was already urgently contacting experts, "Monitor public opinion on local forums! Control comments! Find some experts!"

Tan Xiao had just walked to the exit when he heard someone call his name, "Tan Xiao?"

Turning around to look, it was a few people dressed in very familiar outfits, holding filming equipment. He hesitated, "Aunt Zhu?"

Zhu Yixin walked over and looked him up and down. The sudden rainstorm that had suddenly dispersed had soaked Tan Xiao's clothes quite a bit, but his face was not wet because he was wearing a mask.

"The performance just now was very impressive." Zhu Yixin had a hint of confusion on her face, "But you didn't mention before that there would be this segment, right?"

Tan Xiao calmly said, "Because I was also saving the show. You'll probably see it on the news tomorrow. We had an extra program here tonight. Actually, there was a bit of a power issue earlier, so we had an emergency discussion."

This matched the previous display on the screen, though everyone had thought it was intentionally arranged.

"Is that so?" Zhu Yixin stared at him intently, not knowing why, but she always felt that something was off, "Then how were the interactive special effects made on such short notice?"

"That was an abandoned plan from before." This was not difficult for Tan Xiao at all, as he made things up on the spot.

"I think the 'phoenix' looks a lot like the one in the promotional video you shot at Yunmeng Marsh before, so it was also an effect?" Zhu Yixin had seen his promotional photos before. When Tan Chunying was performing, she only felt it looked familiar. When Tan Xiao took the stage, she remembered.

"Yes, many people said it looked like a phoenix back then. When we made the special effects, we used it as a reference, but this one is even more dazzling." Tan Xiao said, not that it could be more dazzling, but it did glow because Ah Jin was rendering it in real-time.

"I see." Zhu Yixin saw something seem to move at Tan Xiao's waist, as if his belt had snapped open.

She looked up at Tan Xiao's eyes and gave a wry smile, "I'm sorry, maybe it's because I've been following you for so long, but sometimes I always feel like the dances you perform really have an effect. When the lights dimmed earlier, I felt a bit eerie, but when you took the stage, I felt normal again." The bizarre weather also made her feel strange.

Ordinary people would only feel that the strange chill was caused by the weather change and the realistic special effects, but Zhu Yixin had been following him for so long that she vaguely sensed something.


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