Lonely Moon’s style has always been cool and stunning.
Moreover, her singing style carried a deep chill.
However, while this style was initially breathtaking, it lost some of its impact once one was mentally prepared.
The song Lonely Moon chose this time was similar in style to her previous one, and she didn't showcase much novelty. This was a slight drawback.
There was no suspense when the judges cast their votes; Faceless Knight won.
"It's a pity. I thought Lonely Moon would sing another amazing song."
"Her song from the previous round was quite popular online. Everyone likes her style, but on the King of Songs stage, the opponents are all very strong. A single style is indeed a disadvantage."
"I hope she can surprise us in the losers' bracket."
The audience also felt sorry for her.
She fell into the losers' bracket in the last round after encountering Dark Night Rabbit. After eliminating Balloon Queen and Black Warrior, she successfully advanced to this round.
Her cover version also brought the old song back to the trending music charts. She still had considerable popularity.
...
The next group was the substitute singer, Painted Cat, and War Horse.
The competition between this cat and this horse.
Hearing their names gave one a sense of being in the animal kingdom.
However, when Painted Cat took the stage.
The audience immediately fell silent.
A cute cat head, she wore a low-cut halter top that fully exposed her bottomless cleavage, and a black mini-skirt that made one's blood surge.
The prop tail at her back, swaying with her body, exuded a unique allure, making people want to hold it and play with it.
Under the lights, her skin was a bit darker than normal, but this didn't detract; instead, it gave her a wild beauty.
"Hiss... I declare Painted Cat the King of Songs this season, no, Queen of Songs!"
"Damn it, if anyone eliminates her, I'll turn into a hater!"
"Unless War Horse is a woman and sings wearing black stockings, I won't acknowledge his victory."
"The tickets sold today were worth it. I've been staring for three years and haven't seen as much as you've shown me today..."
"Photographer, I'm asking you to be sensible. Whether I get extra chicken legs tonight depends on your performance!"
"Heh, I truly feel ashamed for you all. Unlike you, I have brains on my chest."
"I'm dizzy. I suddenly have anemia..."
"Is this outfit even broadcast-worthy?"
"Who cares if it's broadcast-worthy or not? I paid money, so I should be able to watch it openly!"
All the male audience members were in the same posture.
Stretching their necks, their eyes wide open.
Mainly, this Painted Cat had an incredible figure.
Perfect proportions, perfect curves, plus that uniquely stimulating styling.
"Painted Cat is the King of Songs!"
At this moment, where were Dark Night Rabbit, War Horse, or Faceless Knight? They instantly lost their appeal.
Before Painted Cat even spoke, she had already won many hearts.
As the prelude began.
The rhythmic drumbeats, combined with the roar of the electric guitar, directly ignited the venue.
Of course, it wasn't rock, but an electronic music style.
"An English song?"
"This should be the first English song in the show!"
"Judging by Painted Cat's appearance, she's preparing for a dance performance."
"Could it be the Queen of Songs, Cai Lingxuan?"
"Probably not. She's much darker than the Queen of Songs, and her proportions are also much larger..."
"Maybe the Queen of Songs deliberately got tanned abroad?"
"What about the size of those breasts?"
"Did she have surgery while sunbathing?"
"You speak so much sense..."
Undeniably, this Painted Cat had profound skill in singing and dancing.
In this fast-paced song, her performance looked quite effortless. Not only that, but her breath remained completely steady even when she bent over.
"So strong!" War Horse exclaimed backstage.
Indeed, very strong. Under the difficult dance moves, Painted Cat maintained such stable singing. She was definitely a skilled singer and dancer.
"An English song? Her pronunciation is very authentic. She must spend a lot of time abroad," Su Yu frowned. This Painted Cat's strength was somewhat daunting. Both her dance and song gave off an aura that usually came from top divas a few days later, but there was no comparable figure in the Chinese music scene.
The venue was completely ignited by this stimulating audio-visual feast.
Many audience members stood up, swaying to the rhythm.
"What a hot little kitty!"
"War Horse, just concede. I want to see more of Painted Cat for a few more episodes."
"War Horse says, 'I'm truly grateful.'"
"No joke, Painted Cat's singing is rock solid. Even an amateur like me can tell."
Amidst the audience's discussions, Painted Cat's performance ended.
As she bowed to the audience, a roar erupted from the spectator area.
"Damn it, photographer, what the hell!"
"I waited so long, and you turned the camera to the audience?"
That's right, at the most exciting moment, the photographer turned the lens to the audience.
The stage was very large, and even the closer audience members couldn't see clearly, let alone those further away. They could only rely on the broadcast footage on the big screen.
Amidst the uproar, Painted Cat walked towards the backstage.
Then, War Horse came on stage.
"I hope for another exceptional performance," War Horse now realized the seriousness of the situation.
He prayed that, like last time, he could deliver an extraordinary performance and perhaps even defeat this Painted Cat.
If he lost, it would be troublesome. After all, he had to fight for a spot among three people in the losers' bracket, requiring both skill and luck.
The music started.
This time, it was a ballad.
This was also the reason for War Horse's concern.
Performing live, a ballad song would certainly not stir emotions as much as electronic rock. He felt he had made a mistake in song selection. He initially thought his opponent wasn't strong and wanted to save some energy to compete for the King of Songs in the winners' bracket, but he never expected to encounter such a formidable opponent. Her outfit alone had already earned her many points, and her skill was exceptional.
As War Horse's performance progressed.
He gradually got into his rhythm. The difficulty of this song lay in breath control, and War Horse was known as the "Iron Lung King." Although he was somewhat demoralized by Dark Night Rabbit last time, he still had confidence in his breath control.
However, due to the pressure in his heart, he didn't perform this song very well.
He ultimately lost to Painted Cat.
Looking at the cheers from the audience below, War Horse felt a bit indignant: "They're supposed to sing with their masks on, yet she dresses like this. Isn't this cheating?"
However, he wasn't foolish enough to report it to the production team, as that would make him seem like a sore loser.
Now, all he could do was hope that his opponents in the elimination round wouldn't be too outrageous.
Otherwise, he might have to pack his bags and leave.
He remembered the bold promise he had made to dethrone Dark Night Rabbit as the King of Songs and to become the ultimate God of Songs. If he were actually eliminated this round, he would truly have no face to see Qi Shenghua again.