"Okay, I understand." Qin Cheng showed such a look.

He stood up and walked under the huge bronze bell that was floating in the air.

"What kind of tricks does this kid play? Don't ask Dao Zong's Zhong Chu, is he better?"

In the audience, everyone saw Qin Cheng walking under the bronze bell empty-handed and talking.

"No, in my opinion, Qin Cheng has made a good excuse for failure. After all, there is no need for Zhong Chuan, even if he fails, there is a reason." Someone sneered.

"If this is true, then the impression of this person in my heart will plummet." Someone shook his head and said.

In any case, the eyes of the audience fell on Qin Cheng at this time.

Many people showed curiosity and guessed how Qincheng would perform.

Taking a deep breath, looking up at the bronze bell, Qin Cheng suddenly flew up.

At first, Qin Cheng was not fast, but he continued to accelerate, and in the end his body looked like a stream of light.

Without any hesitation or hesitation, under the gaze of the audience, a hammer of flowing light suddenly appeared in Qin Cheng's hand, slamming the bronze bell.

When Qin Cheng's shot down, there was no violent aura, no earth-shaking sound, and even the bronze bell seemed to shake in silence.

After the hammer was dropped, Qin Cheng slowly landed on the ground, carrying his hands on his back, and stood on the platform.

The audience was in an uproar, and many people stared at each other, unbelievable.

What is this? After Qincheng's hammer was dropped, the bronze bell didn't even sound at all?

Even though Qin Cheng was as expected, his meridians were completely cut off, he could not have formed a bell pattern with the cultivation of the ancient body refiners who had shown when he killed Fengyuntian.

"This..." Asked the elder of Daozong, he was slightly stunned. He expected many possibilities, but never thought that this would happen.

"Haha, a waste." Cao Pokong laughed wildly.

"Hmph, it's embarrassing. I'm so ashamed to be with you on the list of heroes." Feng Wuhen sneered.

Qin Cheng looked at the two of them and showed a sarcastic look.

"Is it impossible to wait for a few seconds? Or are you too weak inside, afraid that I will create a miracle?"

Before he finished speaking, Dong Tiancheng's face froze slightly and suddenly looked at the sky.

Asked the elder of Dao Sect, he also felt something and raised his head.

Buzz!

Above the bronze bell, after a few seconds of silence, a bell pattern slowly lit up, and then another one.

In the blink of an eye, nine consecutive rays were shining.

Cao Pokong's face suddenly turned pale.

But this is not over yet. After a brief stagnation, the light shines again, and the tenth bell pattern lights up.

Qincheng has become this year's genius event, and the second person can shake out ten bell patterns.

The light spread and continued to surge upwards. The eleventh bell pattern also lit up, followed by the twelfth and thirteenth!

In the main hall of the Inquiry Sect, there was a silence at this moment. Suddenly, everyone seemed to have forgotten their breathing.

The thirteen dazzling bell-patterned lights shocked everyone, making them instantly turn into clay wax figures.

Since the founding of the genius event by Wendao Sect, only two people have blasted out thirteen bell patterns, the last time was a hundred years ago.

In other words, Qincheng became the first genius to be able to do it in a century.

Moreover, it is an out-of-world warrior who they think has been abandoned and cannot achieve success again.

Wow!


Chapter completed!