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Dulcet tunes were conjured from Bai Yu’s fingertips. She chose to start with a slow rhythm, like a continuation of the poem in the morning, before gradually increasing the tempo to rouse fighting spirits. The progression resembled her competition with Fan Lu.
Bai Hua already expected Bai Yu to weave the beginning of her song into the last one to take advantage of the residual emotional impact from the last round. She moved her body, dancing slowly along with the melody that was starting to rush. The figure in pink danced swiftly and fluidly, with movements that were neither too aggressive nor too gentle. The pink of her dress contrasted beautifully with the black of her magic ribbons.
Despite being only the beginning, her dance matched perfectly with the rousing sound of the guqin. The black ribbons in Bai Hua’s hands resembled the dancing swords on the battlefield.