Chapter 137: 50 Steps, 0 Steps (3...

"Buzz..."

Luo Mengshang, Wei Qingfan, Shen Yunxi, Bai Yuyue, Long Xuanshuang and then Lei Zhen, Lei Li... In an instant, an illusory admiralty light and shadow appeared a few meters above the heads of the seven of them.

Silver runes flashed on the clock wall, like thunder, like arcs, and the obscure and mysterious power was continuously conveyed.

Is this considered a success?

Everyone in the audience was astonished, and unconsciously turned their questioning eyes to the patriarch of the Holy Bell City, Lei Shi.

"As long as the 'clock shadow' is condensed, you can successfully perceive the power of the phantom bell..." Lei Shi's answer confirmed everyone's thoughts.

"Wow!"

All of a sudden, the young students of all the high-ranking martial arts in the field were all amazed.

In this way, Luo Mengshang was also the first person to successfully perceive the power of the Phantom Bell. Even Wei Qingfan and Shen Yunxi, two well-known figures like the favored sons of heaven, were one step behind her. Surprising enough.

As for Bai Yuyue, Long Xuanshuang and Long Xuanshuang were in the fourth place respectively, and the golden bell phantom was condensed in the fifth place. Everyone was not too surprised. After all, in the imperial capital, the two of them were relatively well-known for their high talents.

"Lei patriarch, I would like to ask, what kind of inheritance power will be obtained by those who successfully perceive the power of the phantom bell?" A young student asked the question that everyone in the room wanted to know.

Lei Shi smiled lightly, shook his head slightly, and said, "The power of Patriarch Lei Huan in the phantom bell is quite amazing. Even if we haven't been able to study it thoroughly, they may be able to obtain a unique secret seal, or they may be able to inherit it." Part of the power, and improve the cultivation level in a short period of time...Of course, I have already informed your team leaders about the fact that Patriarch Lei Huan has the status of a spirit pattern master."

Spirit-level tattoo artist, a transcendent existence above the senior tattoo artist!

Even the entire Saint Star Dynasty has only one spirit pattern master.

The eyes of everyone in the audience couldn't help but be full of envy. If anyone can obtain the inheritance power of the tattoo artist's power, it will really be enviable and jealous.

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With the passage of time, the situation on the Dao platform shrouded in golden light is constantly changing. More and more young geniuses have successfully condensed the ghost image of the golden bell, and communicated smoothly to perceive the phantom bell.

But there are many more people who ended in failure, and then shook their heads and smiled bitterly, walking down from the stage with all kinds of frustration.

In the blink of an eye, there were only a hundred young talented men and women left on the stage.

Except for one person, above the heads of all the others, there was a phantom of a golden bell suspended in brilliance.

And this person is none other than Chu Hen!

"It's strange, it shouldn't be!" Instructor Zuo Mo in the Tianxing Martial Mansion team said to himself in confusion, "With this kid's talent, he shouldn't fall behind."

Several other college tutors were also puzzled.

At this moment, even Mu Feng, Li Huiye, and Zhou Lu have successfully communicated with the power of the phantom bell. As the best Chu Hen among this year's rookies, it shouldn't be only this level.

...

Out of the 1,300 people, only a hundred people successfully sensed the power of the Phantom Bell.

Less than two hundred, this probability of failure is simply beyond the expectations of all Wufu's leading instructors.

However, Chu Hen, the only one on the stage who could not condense the golden bell's phantom, looked like a young swallow standing in a flock of cranes, eye-catching and prominent.

"So this year's No. 1 rookie is nothing more than that! I thought he would be so amazing!"

"He should get off the stage later."

...

Several extremely discordant voices sounded from the surrounding area below, and many people had playful smiles on their faces.

There is no lack of some people present here, after their own failures, in order to heal the unsmoothness in their hearts, so as to laugh at others and pursue the balance in their hearts.

Who knows, this is nothing more than fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps.

Of course, because of Chu Hen's fame recently, what he did was once eye-catching, which made him become the target of everyone.

Listening to the laughter and discussions of the surrounding people, Xi Lan quietly looked at the young figure on the stage. Compared with other people, Xi Lan didn't think that Chu Hen even had this ability at all, because at the moment the other party His breathing was particularly even and steady, without any rush.

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"That guy is still pretending? Did he wake up early and can't let go?" Shang Ze in Lingxi Martial Mansion folded his hands in front of him, with a lot of sarcasm in his tone.

"If you wake up, the Jinhui on your body will fade away," said Xinwen who was beside her.

"It's probably because I didn't enter the perception state from the beginning!"

"Hahahaha, it's possible!"

Several people burst into laughter.

However, at this moment, a violent momentum was released from the platform.

"Om..."

In an instant, a golden glow surged above Chu Hen's head, and the brilliance lingered, golden beams of light swirled in a spiral, and within two seconds, a dazzling golden bell phantom appeared in the midair.

"This?"

The appearance of this scene immediately made everyone in the audience shut their mouths.

The smiles on the faces of Shang Ze, Xinwen and the others froze, replaced by gloomy and frosty faces.

The people at Tianxing Martial House heaved a sigh of relief, and Tutor Zuo Mo shook his head and smiled, "Did this guy do it on purpose?"

...

"Whoosh!"

A burst of dazzling white light flashed, and Chu Hen's perception changed from hazy to clear.

In the misty and dim space, the strange power fluctuations are like circles of soft ripples on the surface of the water. Being here, Chu Hen felt as if he had stepped into an unknown chaotic world.

"That is?"

Chu Hen looked straight ahead with surprise on his face, and saw a simple giant bell floating within a dozen meters in front... It was an extremely huge golden bell, about a hundred meters high, tens of meters width. Standing in front of Chu Hen, it was like a majestic mountain.

Admiralty is lingering with soft and silky fluorescent light, which is extremely sacred in this hazy space.

With a little excitement and confusion, Chu Hen stepped forward, and every time he took a step, there would be a circle of white ripples under his feet...

When Chu Hen walked in front of the giant clock, he could clearly see the mysterious runes on the wall of the clock.

The runes are like the vigorous brush strokes of a vigorous master, flying like dragons and phoenixes, revealing an indescribable majesty. Dense runes spread all over the layer of the giant clock, and the thing in front of me seemed to come from the hands of the Holy Spirit...

At this time, an idea appeared in Chu Hen's mind out of thin air.

He solemnly stretched out his right palm, and gently pressed it against the wall of the clock.

The surging power of true essence poured into the giant clock along Chu Hen's palm, and in the next instant, a series of mysterious runes around Chu Hen's palm were lit up in an instant.

Bright light bloomed on the runes one after another, and the giant clock began to vibrate faintly, and together with the runes being lit, dense silver spots of light rose in the air.

The light spots were like the glow of Yinghuo, and quickly poured into Chu Hen's body.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Hen only felt that there was a strange force in his body, and this force became larger and larger, and it continued to wander through the major meridians in the body. Chu Hen could feel that the power of his true essence was being No small speed growth climb.

"I see!"

Chu Hen began to understand what the power contained in the phantom bell was. Immediately, his heart froze, and he poured a steady stream of true energy into the golden bell in front of him again. As one enters, more and more runes are lit up on the clock wall. The bright runes are like the ever-growing vines, full of vitality.

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Bell Square!

More than a hundred young genius men and women immersed themselves in the state of perceiving the power of the phantom bell.

On the top of the bell tower, the phantom bell is like a divine sun in the sky, and the holy light sprinkled down covers the platform.

The phantoms of golden bells suspended above everyone's heads were like those strange big lanterns. At a glance, everyone will find that the degree of solidification of the golden bell phantom condensed by each person is different.

Some phantoms are solid and deep, close to real objects. Others are loose and transparent, with illusory colors.

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"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a slight cracking sound, which shocked everyone in the audience.

Then I saw the phantom of the golden bell above the head of a Giant Elephant Wufu student burst open without any warning, and a series of deep cracks spread like spider webs on the wall of the clock...

Then there was a crisp "bang", and under the suspicious eyes of everyone in the audience, the phantom of the golden bell shattered and exploded, turning into golden fragments all over the sky, and dissipating between the sky and the earth.

Almost at the same time, the Wufu student woke up from the state of perception, and the radiance covering his body quickly faded away.

Obviously, the other party's perception is over!

But what was different from those before him was that this person had successfully obtained the power of the Phantom Spirit Bell before it ended.

"How is it? What power did you get?" As soon as the other party stepped off the stage, many troublemakers quickly surrounded him.

However, he just smiled and shook his head, "A secret technique!"

"What secret seal method? Tell me!"

...

"Buzz!"

"Crack!"

Immediately, one after another golden bell phantoms shattered on the table, and young geniuses and men and women successfully obtained the power in the phantom bell and woke up from it.

Everyone in the audience looked enviously and curiously, and they all surrounded him.

"How? What benefits did you get?"

"Hey, keep it secret."

"Fuck, what's going on with the phantom clock? Tell me quickly."

"I sensed an ancient giant clock. Only by lighting up the runes on the giant clock can I obtain the power of the phantom clock. The more runes are lit, the more power I get."

"I see. In other words, the more the runes on the giant clock light up, the more solid and clear the phantom of the golden bell outside should be?"

"That's right!"

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Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to the upper area of ​​Wei Qingfan, Shen Yunxi, Luo Mengshang, Bai Yuyue and other talented monsters, and judged their current achievements according to the solidity of the golden bell phantom they condensed.