Chapter 1,202: Worthy of Being Number One!

Qin Yang's voice was not loud, but the confidence in his voice made all the Chinese people present feel refreshed.

After Liu Chengmin showed his almost abnormal hand speed, most people present had lost the courage to fight Liu Chengmin. At this time, Qin Yang was everyone's last hope.

The smile on Qin Yang's face was like a beam of light before dawn.

Can this beam of light expand and eventually fill the sky with light?

Liu Chengmin looked at Qin Yang, smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Qin, I hope we can have a fierce and exciting game!"

Qin Yang raised his head slightly and said in a calm voice: "I think it must be intense!"

The host didn't urge her. He had already seen that this showdown was probably the last showdown in this fingering game session.

Liu Chengmin is undoubtedly the fastest player in South Korea in fingering, and Qin Yang’s fingering speed is unknown, but he can win the first place in the dispatch group of the Chinese trials, and he is so valued by Liu Chengmin. Obviously he must have the corresponding ability, it should be Liu Chengmin A strong rival!

Qin Yang sat down, swung his fingers casually, then placed them on the keys, and pressed the keys casually, becoming familiar with the elasticity of the keys. When the speed was extremely fast, using more force or less force, then They are all very different.

Liu Chengmin's eyes were slightly dazzled when he saw Qin Yang's skillful piano testing movements, but there was no fear in his eyes, only strong confidence in his own victory.

"Are you two ready? OK, let's start the game!"

The notes on the screen fell like a heavy rain, and the speed at this time was still 1.5 times the initial playback speed.

Qin Yang's hands were like dancing elves, flying on the keys with lightness and strength. His expression was as confident as Liu Chengmin's, but Liu Chengmin's confidence was a little more assertive, while Qin Yang's was a little more reserved.

If Liu Chengmin is like the flying wind, then Qinyang is like a towering mountain.

Thirty seconds!

100%!

One minute!

100%!

Two minutes!

Still 100%!

At the end of the first song, both people's accuracy rates were 100%, and it was a tie.

"Qin Yang, come on!"

"Keep up the good work and defeat him!"

"Come on, don't relax!"

There was a burst of enthusiasm in the Chinese exchange group. Some people loudly encouraged Qin Yang, but most people remained silent.

They have not forgotten the waiter just now!

Hou Lang also tied with Liu Chengmin in the first game, but lost miserably in the second game. It can almost be described as losing his armor and being defeated. Qin Yang did draw in the first game, but what about the second game?

Will Qin Yang be like Hou Lang just now?

Liu Chengmin had easily defeated Hou Lang before, with a big gap. In other words, if Qin Yang wanted to defeat Liu Chengmin, he would have to be much better than Hou Lang...

Can he do it?

Liu Chengmin stood up, crossed his hands, moved them gently, but stared at Qin Yang fiercely: "Your hand speed is really fast, I hope you can be even faster next time!"

Qin Yang moved his fingers equally lightly and replied with a smile: "I can still go much faster, but...do you need to rest for a while?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone below had different expressions.

Some people think that you are not stupid, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he just competed so many times in a row, and you just came on the stage, wouldn't the winning rate be much higher now?

Some people's eyes lit up and they looked at Qin Yang with admiration. What is this?

This is magnanimity!

Even if you lose in the end, you must lose openly! If it is to win, then it must be done openly and honestly, leaving people speechless!

What's more, Qin Yang let Liu Chengmin rest in such a relaxed manner. Doesn't this mean that he is very confident and believes that he will win, so he doesn't mind letting Liu Chengmin rest and regain his combat effectiveness?

No matter what, I'm afraid the next game will really be more intense and exciting.

Who will be the final winner?

Liu Chengmin's eyes lit up and he replied confidently: "The game just now was just a warm-up. My fingers have just become excited. I don't need to rest at all."

Qin Yang smiled and said: "Okay, let's continue!"

"OK!"

The two sat back down again and signaled to the host that they were ready. After the host prompted, he announced again that the second round of double-speed competition had begun!

The speed of the notes falling is faster than just now. If you do some calculations, it was 1.5 times just now, and now it is 2 times, which is another one-third increase than just now. This is not an increase of one-third on the usual basis. This is If the speed is increased to the limit, Hou Lang was completely confused at this level just now.

Qin Yang's hands seemed to be weightless surrounded by the breeze, and he kept tapping the keys. The speed of his fingers was so fast that people could not see clearly. Only the back of Qin Yang's hand could be seen. His fingers were so fast. Like a shadow!

Everyone held their breath and did not dare to make a sound, as if they were afraid of disturbing the two people who were competing.

Ten seconds!

Twenty seconds!

Thirty seconds!

100%!

The Chinese people couldn't help but smile. Being able to maintain 100% for 30 seconds showed that he was able to play at twice the speed. The next minute and a half would test his endurance under such high speed. After all, when people's fingers move and tap at such high speed, it would put a great burden on their judgment and fingers.

One minute!

One and a half minutes!

Two minutes!

When the song finally ended, the numbers on both sides of the screen were still 100%!

"Amazing!"

"Really amazing, worthy of being the first, I'm convinced!"

"Young people are formidable, with this hand speed and accuracy, there is probably no song in the world that his hands can't play!"

"All 100%! Liu Chengmin's accuracy is even higher than before, has he also exploded?"

"I don't think Liu Chengmin has exploded at all, but this is his real strength. When he played with Hou Lang before, he saw Hou Lang made too many mistakes, so he deliberately made a few mistakes to save Hou Lang's face. After all, this is a competition, a game, and winning is good, there is no need to win too hard..."

"Well, it seems to make sense. So this is not their limit, what is their limit?"

"It's already twice now, and the next one is 2.5 times. This is too scary. How can their hands maintain such high speed and stability? You know, these songs are very difficult and fast-paced songs, and they are already ridiculously fast..."

Hou Lang stood in the crowd, looking at the two dazzling 100% on the stage, and felt extremely frustrated.

Is this the gap?

It seems that Liu Chengmin didn't even consider him as an opponent just now, and was already giving himself up?

It's so miserable, so embarrassing!

Hou Lang turned his eyes to Qin Yang next to him, and subconsciously clenched his teeth.

Qin Yang, you must win!