As Han Sanqian's veins popped out this time, the huge hammer finally moved slowly.
Then, with a buzzing sound, it was slowly lifted up.
First it was about one millimeter off the ground, then one centimeter off the ground, and finally, almost a few centimeters away, it was slowly and completely raised.
Even though Han Sanqian's whole body was now extremely red due to excessive exertion, and the blood vessels and meridians in his body were exploding infinitely, as if they might explode at any time, he was still gritting his teeth and persisting.
If they don't fight for anything else, they just want to fight for their reputation. As a man, Han Sanqian must directly mention this thing.
"Hmph, what's wrong? Is this a weightlifting competition? Just lift it up?"
"You have to knock."
"Hey, what a waste. It's so strenuous to hammer a clock, but it's useless to hammer it."
"You'd better come down. Just treat our void stage as if a pig has pooped on it and been defiled."
A group of people began to jeer and jeer again, obviously full of disdain for Han Sanqian's actions.
Han Sanqian's whole body was trembling, and his strength was being consumed at a rapid rate. Although his physical body was good, it could not withstand such heavy consumption. He was teetering on the edge, as if he was about to stop eating at any time.
However, hearing the harsh sarcasm around him and some beliefs in his heart, Han Sanqian still persisted desperately.
"Steady, steady, Han Sanqian, you can definitely do it."
He kept cheering for himself, and at the same time, Han Sanqian knew one thing very well, that is, it was almost impossible to move the bell hammer simply by relying on his own strength.
This is not a question of belief, but actually a question of ability.
The only thing he can rely on is actually his physical instinct.
Thinking of this, Han Sanqian closed his eyes silently, letting go of everything and no distracting thoughts.
When the golden light on Han Sanqian's body flashed again, the bell hammer that was already the limit for him was slowly and easily lifted by him at this moment, and was lifted directly over his shoulders.
Afterwards, Han Sanqian took it and slowly walked towards the big clock step by step.
Then, slowly lift it to the top of your head, then suddenly aim it at the big clock and throw it straight!
The bell hammer suddenly crashed into the big bell.
All ridicule was completely silenced at this moment. For them, no matter what, Han Sanqian completed his bell-ringing.
All that's left is a few sounds.
"This clock is very magical. What is different from ordinary clocks is not only its weight and tonnage, but also that it may not ring if you knock it."
"Yes, whether it makes a sound or not does not depend on how hard you knock it. Even if an incompetent person knocks it to pieces, he may not make a sound, but a capable person will make a sound even if he only touches it lightly.
It’s going to be ringing non-stop.”
"Poor and ignorant man, he tried his best to ring the bell, but he didn't know that with his ability, even if he knocked the bell, it would never ring even once."
Although there is no such strong sense of ridicule in the comments, it is still full of deep contempt.
However, just when everyone finished speaking...
"Buzz!"
A clear bell suddenly rang from the clock.
For a moment, the entire space was filled with its sound.
"It's ringing, it's actually ringing!"
"It's really surprising. Even though it's just a word, this kid is obviously just a waste. It's really surprising."
"Yes, to be able to make the Chaos Bell ring once as a mortal, no, as a waste, in fact, to a certain extent, it can be regarded as challenging the limit. Although the ending is quite silly, the spirit is commendable after all."
A group of people still somewhat approved of Han Sanqian's behavior, but it was obvious that this was not over yet.
