Chapter 166: I'm Facing Three at Once! You Call That a Trump Card??
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The martial-world master seated alone in a boat upon the lake sat upright, his gaze indifferent as he looked into the distance.
A dark figure descended from the sky and lunged at him. Drawing his long sword without so much as a change in expression, he leaped into the air and lightly touched one foot to the surface of the lake. With a fleeting burst of murderous intent, he effortlessly claimed his opponent’s head!
When the song ended, Lin Jinxia clasped her hands before her and gave a swordsman’s salute, then gracefully left the stage.
Lin Yu stepped onto the stage. The applause belonging to the previous contestant gradually faded. He smiled faintly, radiating confidence, and accepted the guitar brought by a staff member, placing his hands upon the strings.
After several rounds of competition, Lin Yu had gathered quite a following. The people in the audience held their breath, waiting to witness the latest sensation, the singer Ah Yu, deliver yet another godlike live performance.
The stage spotlight shone down upon Lin Yu, draping his entire body in light. At that moment, he glittered brilliantly—the very image of a god worshipped by all.
His slender fingers moved across the guitar strings. The melody was light and carefree, flowing slowly like the tinkling waters of a spring. What was he striking—guitar strings, or the heartstrings of everyone in the audience?
He slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was melancholy, and his irresistibly gentle voice tugged at the heartstrings. The girls at the scene let out piercing screams and shouted at the top of their lungs.
“Ah Yu!”
“Ah Yu!”
“Rashomon, for everyone.”
“Let me”
“Remain in the dream.”
“Waiting for you forever.”
“I feel as though”
“I lost everything in an instant.”
“In the end…”
“Woo~~~”
“Woo~~~”
The young man’s low, captivating voice carried a hint of loneliness and sorrow within its tenderness. The notes he hummed continued to echo throughout the venue.
Wang Fei and Si Shaozhe were stunned. Wait… you release songs this quickly? You performed a new song at the lounge bar just yesterday, and you were still holding something back for today’s competition?
They had thought yesterday’s performance was already his peak. Now, it seemed that this song had surpassed yesterday’s quality right from the opening.
Lin Yu continued singing, but his delivery shifted from humming into a flow. The rap sounded relaxed and unconcerned on the surface, yet beneath it lingered a trace of sadness.
“Every night, I become more rational.”
“As though everything were fated from the start.”
“How did I become so deeply devoted?”
“Claiming not to care is nothing but stubborn pride.”
“I dreamed that you were looking into my eyes.”
“We made a promise, yet I could no longer see clearly.”
“I tried my best to keep myself awake.”
“Loving until I risked my life—such a cliché of a story.”
It truly proved that old saying: You are not afraid of a rapper cursing; you are afraid of a rapper singing a love song.
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Most devastating of all, this was Lin Yu’s first time rapping. His deep, carefree voice, paired with the female vocals in the background singing “woo~ woo~,” sounded perfectly harmonious.
Everyone present was deeply shaken. They immersed themselves in the lyrics and arrangement, savoring every detail, and could not help but envision a story unfolding before their eyes.
The beginning of the story was exceptionally gentle, but its ending could never live up to that beginning. No matter how one said goodbye, it would still betray the first encounter. Flowers bloomed when they first met, their names left unspoken; when they met again among the flowers, a thousand tears had already fallen.
There was not a trace of emotion on Lin Yu’s face, yet the deep sorrow in his eyes was unmistakable.
His voice was so free and unrestrained that one could scarcely hear much sadness in it. But combined with the song’s demo, it dragged listeners into a mire from which sorrow offered no escape.
The emotional power of his song was truly astonishing. Not one listener could keep their heart completely calm.
Watching the people below the stage lose themselves in his singing, Lin Yu appeared calm on the surface, while inwardly he was immensely pleased.
Hey!
The contestants before me were all playing three cards against a pair. I have the unbeatable hand. Who can possibly challenge me?
Just kidding!
How could the songs they had now compare with a divine hit that would set the entire internet ablaze four years later?
Wasn’t this like a max-level expert entering a beginner’s village and slaughtering everything in sight?
The chorus ended, and Lin Yu entered the next phase once more.
A gentle voice—rampaging through love songs!
“Love makes me sink into the trap.”
“Love leaves me unable to breathe.”
“Ah, the messages I sent to you…”
“Your silence stabs my nerves.”
“I stopped caring about winning or losing long ago.”
“You left me without a reason.”
With the gentlest voice, he sang the most passionate accusations.
The girls in the audience were instantly bewitched, and the venue erupted in a chorus of croaking cries.
At the same time, they wondered indignantly: Who was it? Which shameless bastard had dared ignore a message from their idol, Ah Yu?
“Send it to me! Send me a message—I’ll reply instantly!”
“Ahhh! That wicked woman hurt Ah Yu so badly!”
“Ah Yu, we don’t want some heartless woman!”
Amid the girls’ indignant cries from below the stage, Lin Yu continued singing.
“Every night, in the dead of silence, I wither alone.”
“We have grown accustomed to the Rashomons of this world.”
“We seem to have become strangers.”
“We walked through every stretch of cold.”
“Through every dawn…”
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“Once, we were so sincere.”
“Now our relationship is so cold.”
“We are like a kite with a severed string, drifting through the winter wind.”
“Is it only when you see my sorrow”
“That you can feel my sincerity?”
“I am an immature piece of trash.”
“I did not know how to cherish you, and chose to give up.”
To others, this section filled Lin Yu’s performance with an overwhelming sense of devastation.
A boy whose heart had been shattered stood dim and colorless upon the stage, yearning for love yet unable to obtain it.
After losing everything, he was like a fragile doll, recalling all the beautiful moments that had come before. The love between us had already become the past.
All that remained was me, still standing here, still lost in remembrance.
We had witnessed the Rashomons of this world and become like strangers. On the morning after we parted, the rain came pouring down once more.
With a suffocatingly taut structure, the story drove its characters toward the brink of life-and-death choices. In doing so, it revealed the inescapability of evil, the ease with which thoughts of good and evil could change, and the ugliness of humanity’s selfish nature. It conveyed the author’s understanding of people, as well as his helplessness and despair toward them.
Rashomon: a corner of broken walls and crumbling ruins, standing beneath the torrential rain. As it lamented the chaos of the human world, it also seemed to demonstrate to the ordinary people sheltering from the storm the exhilarating pleasure of receiving its cleansing.
Yet in this perverse age, moral instruction appeared so pale and powerless. Every form of human sin and depravity had long since been spreading at an uncontrolled pace. Morality had collapsed, values had crumbled, and even the most basic principles could not withstand the lure of profit.
An unbeatable hand!
This song was absolutely an unbeatable hand!
By comparison, the contestants who had performed before him—including those waiting to take the stage afterward—could only feel that…
Any performance they had prepared was, at best, merely a pair of threes before an unbeatable hand.
They could not win!
They had no chance at all!
Unconsciously, they became immersed in the atmosphere Lin Yu had created, unable to pull themselves free.
Much less could they think about how to defeat him…
When they finally emerged from that atmosphere, they had already begun to doubt themselves.
Why, when they were all people in the same industry, was Lin Yu so outstanding?
They were all singers. Why could Lin Yu manipulate everyone’s emotions with such ease?
He was like a god of the stage by birth, commanding the entire venue and controlling everything.
Before him, everyone else lost their radiance and felt utterly inferior.
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