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Shock, the entire venue was in shock.

At this moment, within the grand concert hall, the gazes of tens of thousands fixated on the passionately performing Ye Fan on the stage; their looks had taken on a new flavor.

Just a moment ago, they all thought Ye Fan was full of pretense, nothing but a bronze player, never anticipating that in a blink of an eye, this bronze would transform into a king.

Powerful, incredibly powerful, so strong it was infuriating.

Especially for a group of music masters, they took sharp breaths of cold air; in Ye Fan's presence, they couldn't even muster the slightest resistance in their hearts.

However, there were also many die-hard fans of Wei Chen at the scene, and although their faces showed shock, their mouths began to lash out at Ye Fan.

"Fuck! That's so unpleasant to hear, I say you better get off the stage, you're polluting my ears!"

"Isn't that the truth? What the hell are you playing? Master Chen Chen plays divine sounds, but what you're playing is clearly shit!"

"With just this level, you dare brazenly say you want to teach us what real music is, aren't you afraid of laughing our teeth out!"

Even so, at this moment someone raised a middle finger towards Ye Fan on the platform, wanting to disturb his passionate performance.

After all, in their hearts, Wei Chen was the new generation's ceiling in the nation's piano circle; Ye Fan's musical skill surpassing Wei Chen, that was a situation they absolutely could not accept.

"Shut up, all of you shut up!" Elder Wei Wei Shixian immediately scolded.

"Elder Wei!"

Seeing Wei Shixian actually telling them to shut up, many of Wei Chen's die-hard fans were instantly dumbfounded.

Wei Chen also looked at Wei Shixian in surprise: "Grandfather!"

"Don't talk, listen with your heart!" Wei Shixian said solemnly.

"Yes, Grandfather!" Wei Chen nodded.

Seeing that even the venerable Wei Shixian had spoken, the group defending Wei Chen had no choice but to shut their mouths, fearing they might anger Elder Master Wei.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

On the stage, after a brief prelude, Ye Fan's hands suddenly sped up, moving so fast that they were hard to see, while the notes in the hall became even more ferocious.

Instantaneously, an image emerged in everyone's mind.

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On that vast, boundless plateau, there was a deep abyss from which a buzzing arose, stirring beneath, while on the plateau's grassland, herds of sheep and cattle, frightened by the raucous buzzing, scattered in panic.

"What's happening?"

In the scene, a herdsman watching over the scattering flocks and herds in shock, approached the abyss and peered down.

The next moment, a terrifying scene nearly made the herdsman faint on the spot.

It was a swarm of bees surging towards the sky from the deep abyss, massive in scale and overwhelming in presence.

Ten thousand! Fifty thousand!

A hundred thousand!

Under the lead of a gigantic bee queen, countless bees burst out from the abyss, sweeping across the entire land.

The bees in the swarm were so numerous that as they rushed towards the sky, the whole sky darkened as if the end of days was near.

"So many bees, so many bees!"

Caught up in the artistic conception, someone in the concert hall thought it was real and couldn't help but scream.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Ye Fan didn't notice the shock of tens of thousands in the concert hall; he was completely immersed in "Flight of the Bumblebee."

The images kept forming in the minds of tens of thousands; when the dense swarm of bees reached high into the sky, it created a scene of spectacular proportions, blotting out the sun.

"My God! What on earth is happening? Where did all these bees come from?"

"Run, run for your lives!"

On the plateau, as herdsmen beheld the scene, they were so terrified that they started to run for their lives.

If an ordinary person is stung by a bee, not only is it painfully unbearable, but the sting site will also swell up and take a long while to heal.

One bee is bad enough, let alone an entire sky-blanketing swarm.

No need to think too much, if one were attacked by a swarm of bees, even the world's strongest man would probably have to endure inhuman pain and die.

Buzzzzz!

The bee swarm on the plateau went berserk, spiraling in the sky in a truly spectacular display.

Then, countless bees charged toward the ground below, where vegetation withered wherever they passed, and herds of cattle and sheep were attacked, instantly reduced to piles of bones, as if locusts had ravaged the land, eerily horrifying.

"What a terrifying artistic conception!" Wei Shixian, the living fossil of the piano world, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Having lived much of his life, Wei Shixian had seen world-class top pianists, but in his opinion, although the artistic conceptions created by these world-class pianists were clear and distinct, compared to the grand scene created by Ye Fan, they were simply not worth mentioning.

Wei Chen said with a shocked face, "Grandfather, this guy is way too amazing, isn't he?"

Born into a musical family, Wei Chen had been immersed in the musical teachings of Wei Shixian since childhood, in his eyes, his grandfather's musical accomplishments were at their peak.

But at this moment, Wei Chen felt that his grandfather, Wei Shixian, was insignificantly weak in front of Ye Fan.

"It's not just amazing, it's simply demonic! Even I, I'm afraid, am nowhere near one-tenth of his musical talent!" Wei Shixian exclaimed in admiration.

"What? Elder Wei actually said his own talent is not even one-tenth that of this kid?"

Upon hearing this, who knows how many people showed expressions of shock.

They had vaguely guessed that Ye Fan's musical talent was superior to Wei Shixian's, but they hadn't expected Wei Shixian to admit that he was less than one-tenth as talented as Ye Fan.

"Wow! Brother Ye Fan, you're too amazing!"

Just a moment ago, Wei Ziyi was sweating bullets for Ye Fan, but when she heard Wei Shixian's assessment, she felt relieved, her delicate face lit up with excitement.

Pling!

Pling pling pling!

At the next moment, "Flight of the Bumblebee" under Ye Fan's performance reached its first climax, with a significant change in both the notes and the tone.

The artistic conception was reborn, and in the minds of the audience, more swarms of bees surged from the abyss of the highlands, merging with the frenzied bees in the sky.

Ten thousand! A million!

Ten million!

There were simply too many bees; tens of millions, even hundreds of millions gathered together, making the phrase "blot out the sky" seem inadequate to describe.

The sky, dark and grey!

The land, cold and deathly!

Countless herders showed fear on their faces, shaking uncontrollably, all of them terrified of being targeted by the swarms.

Pling!

Pling pling pling!

As Ye Fan played feverishly, each note struck a chord with the listeners.

Super fast!

Super frenzied!

Super intense!

Super overturning!

In comparison, the "Flight of the Bumblebee" that Wei Chen played before simply did not make the cut, lacking impact, merely pleasant to the ear.

In contrast, Ye Fan's "Flight of the Bumblebee" not only had an auditory impact on the audience but also provided an unparalleled sense of upheaval.

Particularly the speed of Ye Fan's playing left everyone dumbfounded.

The furious notes shot out like bullets, sharp and soul-stirring.

In no time at all, who knows how many people were stunned by Ye Fan.

Even some felt a violent shiver run through them as if struck by a bullet, their souls trembling.

Terrifying, this scene was just too terrifying.

Countless people stared at Ye Fan on the stage, full of awe.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

They understood deeply that there was no need to compare further; the superiority of this "Flight of the Bumblebee" was clear.