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Chapter 1911

In the eyes of many people, not explaining it means there is a ghost in their hearts.

Of course, there are also rational people who believe that Qincheng has some hidden secrets, but now both sides have reason, how to decide the final result.

"If Qin Cheng and others are really stripped of their qualifications, then who should they give first place in this genius event?"

"If it is given to Qin Cheng, how can he crush the doubts?"

Everyone is full of doubts.

"So, what are you going to do?" Elder Xun looked at Zhang Yuelong and said. "You should know that this trial land has been closed and there is no possibility of reopening."

"Of course I understand this, but I have a good idea." Zhang Yuelong smiled slightly. Before he came again, he had already thought of a countermeasure.

"Tianjiao Bell."

He pointed to the giant bell that was floating high in the square and said, "Everyone, every genius event, the final winner is the one who rings the most bell patterns. Since things have changed now, let's take the genius bell patterns.

It's fair to decide the outcome."

Upon hearing this, many people nodded slightly and agreed with this statement.

But some people frowned slightly. The platform is the top ten. Now adding this link is equivalent to giving these people an extra test.

"They can make a good decision based on Zhong Wen."

Qin Cheng looked up slightly and looked at the giant clock, his eyes a little funny.

Before, Dong Tiancheng, Zhang Junyi, Yan Tuo and others were defeated by themselves and did not even enter the top ten.

But if they ring the bell, they will be qualified again. These hidden big clans are really shameless.

"It's so funny. Qin Cheng's injured body is now. Do you want him to compete with Zhang Junyi and others?" Ye Zun sneered.

"I feel like I want your rewards. I can't stop this ranking." Beard said angrily.

"Don't be impulsive."

Zhu Yao shook her head and said, "If we really don't want it, we will seem to have a ghost in our hearts."

"This... I'm humiliated after staying here. If I leave, we have ghosts again. I'm too bullying." Beard was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Everyone, please be careful. This is just a side statement proposed by Zhang Yuelong, and there is no need to decide at this time how to compete."

"I will discuss this matter later." Elder Xun glanced at Qin Cheng deeply.

The original genius reached the top, but ended in a hurry in an unknown and vain manner.

After Elder Xun left, he left with many elders of Wendao Sect to discuss the matter.

There are many different opinions about who is the first.

Some people think it is Qincheng, some people say it is Zhang Junyi, and some people think it is Zhao Ding.

After all, Zhao Ding activated the ancient bloodline and climbed the 73rd floor of the tower with a seriously injured body. In the eyes of many people, Qincheng has indeed been used to make some tricks and cannot be considered real skills.

Qin Cheng didn't care much about people's comments.

He returned to the Immortal Palace courtyard, sat cross-legged and began to repair his injuries.

First, he was beaten by the old man with chess, and then he was injured again during the whirlpool fight. At this time, Qin Cheng was in serious injuries.

In the following days, various news continued to ferment.

One of the small news spread like wildfire. The final plan of the Daozong was to select the top ten of the top ten and the original top ten, and then compete, using the bell patterns that sounded the bells as the basis for judgment, and finally using the bell patterns.

More people choose the genius.

As soon as this news came out, it was like a bombshell, which surprised many people.


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