The bells of Qingyue resounded loudly, like an endless wave, rumbling and exploding.
Mu Feng's whole body was full of spiritual energy, and his black hair was flying wildly. Facing the triple spiritual pressure, he stood still like a mountain.
The mental pressure crazily poured into the depths of the sea of consciousness between Mu Feng's eyebrows, forming an incomparably sharp blade, slashing at the soul sitting in the depths of the sea of consciousness.
Mu Feng's soul has gradually grown up and turned into the appearance of a five-year-old child. From the edges and corners of his face, it can be seen that he is still somewhat similar to Mu Feng, and there is still a trace of baby fat on his face.
At the moment when the mental coercion swept over him, the infant opened his eyes suddenly, stretched out a chubby little hand, and struck out fiercely.
boom!
There was a muffled sound in the space of the sea of consciousness, and immediately the sharp blade transformed from the mental pressure suddenly collapsed.
Mu Feng's current soul has reached the imperial level, and the first three waves of spiritual pressure from the Holy Bell really had no impact on him.
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
Mu Feng's eyes burst out with sharp light, and he stepped hard with his right foot, instantly releasing the power of the eighth realm. He flexed his right hand and clasped it on the surface of the golden clock four times in a row.
Four bells soared into the sky, like four thunderclaps, shaking the eardrums of everyone present.
The power generated by the four superimposed sound waves was far stronger than any performance of Gongsun Sheng, Qiu Wuji and Luo Changtian. However, with the golden bell as the center, the ground with a radius of five feet exploded.
, forming deep cracks and potholes.
Everyone in the open space retreated to the corner, looking at this scene with fear and horror.
"This guy... actually dunked four times in a row. How did he do it?"
"Yeah! Even Gongsun Sheng can't do four dunks in a row. The mental pressure and sonic power released by Jin Zhong are much stronger than Gongsun Sheng and the others!"
"..." The crowd was shocked. They all looked at Mu Feng's back in disbelief. They didn't expect that this strange young man who suddenly appeared was so hidden that he clicked the button seven times as soon as he made a move. This was already on par with Qiu Wuji.
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Luo Changtian, Qiu Wuji and Gongsun Sheng all looked shocked, staring at Mu Feng's back.
"This guy... is actually so strong?" Luo Bin's face was filled with astonishment.
He admitted that Mu Feng was stronger than him, but no matter how strong he was, he was only half a step above the Martial Emperor. There should be a big gap between him and Luo Changtian, Qiu Wuji, Gongsun Sheng and the like.
But I didn't expect that this boy's performance in Shengzhong was no worse than Qiu Wuji's.
"No! The conditions for ringing the holy bell have nothing to do with strength. They are mainly at the soul level! This child's soul should be very powerful!" Luo Bin murmured to himself.
At this moment, four levels of spiritual pressure swept over like a storm, and the rolling sound waves turned into terrifying shock waves, roaring in at extremely fast speeds, reaching Mu Feng in the blink of an eye.
However, in front of the eighth level realm, most of the terrifying sound waves were instantly weakened and fell on Mu Feng without having much impact on his physical body.
At the same time, mental pressure poured into the depths of his sea of consciousness, turning into a spiritual storm that penetrated the sky and the earth, attacking the soul.
The Yuanshen child showed a solemn look, jumped up, clasped his hands together, and slashed in the air. A blazing and bright sword light appeared in the sky of the dark sea of consciousness world.
This sword light spans across the sky, illuminating the entire world of sea of consciousness and blasting against the spiritual storm.
Just hearing the booming sound, the mental storm came to a standstill, then collapsed, turning into countless small wind tornadoes, and gradually disappeared.
In the space of sea of consciousness.
"Look! He didn't retreat. He dunked four times in a row. He actually didn't retreat. Can he continue?"
In the crowd, everyone was moved when they saw Mu Feng standing in front of the Holy Bell, still unmoved.
Gongsun Sheng, who was the strongest just now, couldn't bear it and retreated when the seventh click was fired, but Mu Feng remained motionless. Does this mean that the latter is more powerful than Gongsun Sheng?
Luo Changtian, Qiu Wuji and Gongsun Sheng were no longer calm. With this move, Mu Feng successfully surpassed Luo Changtian and tied Qiu Wuji, and it seemed that he still had some strength left.
Boom, boom, boom!
When everyone was shocked by Mu Feng's wonderful performance, three more bells rang in succession.
Now the bell has completely changed, becoming sharp, harsh and full of aggression.
Many warriors have already withdrawn from the open space and hung on the eaves in the distance, silently watching everything happening in the open space.
The mental pressure in the open space was too terrifying. Although they were hiding in the corner, it was still difficult to withstand it.
At this moment, Mu Feng stepped out with his right foot and placed his right finger against the surface of the Holy Bell. Facing the terrifying mental pressure, he displayed the Nine Realms and clicked the Holy Bell three times in a row.
These three beats seemed to be locked in his heart, making his heart beat extremely fast and roaring like a drum, making his heart feel very uncomfortable and dull.
And deep in his sea of consciousness, three spiritual storms appeared. Each spiritual storm was much larger and more powerful than just now. Moreover, the three spiritual storms formed a triangle, trapping Mu Feng's Yuanshen tightly.
center.
Mu Feng groaned, took three steps back, barely stopped, closed his eyes slightly, and began to concentrate on controlling his soul to resist the three spiritual storms in the sea of consciousness.
"It's ten o'clock! God Well, he struck ten times and already surpassed Gongsun Sheng’s score! It’s really amazing!”
"Who is this kid? He can actually knock ten times. Regardless of his strength, his attainments in soul alone are definitely above Gongsun Sheng and the others!"
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The crowd was excited. They could naturally see that Mu Feng's aura was not very powerful, only about half a step above the Martial Emperor level.
But the test of the Holy Bell is not about absolute strength, but about the strength at the soul level. Although Mu Feng's cultivation is not as good as Gongsun Sheng and the others, he is much stronger at the soul level.
The strength of the soul also represents the person's talent and potential, which is more valuable than the apparent cultivation and strength.
This is why the arrogant elixir masters of the Tiansha elixir tower accept disciples according to the test standards of the Holy Bell. The more times they are struck, the greater the potential, and the greater the probability that the elixir master is willing to accept a disciple.
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And ten strokes is still a threshold. If you reach ten strokes, you can still enjoy a 50% discount on purchases from the Holy Cao Hall.
"Oh my God! Who is Mr. Mu? He can actually tap ten times! It's incredible! Since His Highness the Crown Prince's test, no one has hit more than ten times!" The glamorous maid has beautiful eyes.
His eyes widened and his voice became shrill.
The boy in Tsing Yi was stunned and said in a daze: "Actually, I don't know much about Mr. Mu's origins. He is currently staying in Mr. Luo Ran's private residence. I don't know the rest!"
Although Leng Yunting and Gu Xiyu were shocked, they were not as exaggerated as the young man in green and the beautiful maid. After all, they knew very little about the Holy Bell, so they did not quite understand the significance of striking more than ten times.
The only thing they are thinking about now is that Mu Feng can get a 50% discount on elixirs at the Holy Cao Hall, which can save a lot of money.