Chapter 122: The Morning Bell

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On the top of the huge clouds, there was silence for a while.

Twenty-four instructors, they have naturally seen these big figures of their sect, and some of them are still their close masters, and they are no strangers to these faces.

But how common is such a star-studded scene?

What's more, as disciples, they are teaching assistants in Ling Chu Mountain, and they have few opportunities to meet their respective masters.

At this time, I couldn't help but show a red light, faintly revealing a little joy.

As far as the disciples of this year's martial arts test who are about to participate in the martial arts test are the people they have heard about countless times, the people they have worked tirelessly to get close to, the mountains that make them look up, and the clouds that they have chased with all their might.

In the past three years, I have been practicing all the time, isn't it just to get the approval of these people?

Now, these majestic mountains are falling on them, and the brilliant clouds are approaching them.

A child's heart, uncontrollable joy.

The blood all over his body, as if he could not bear such excitement, burned and became hot in an instant.

Thousands of pairs of eyes, some looking northeast, some looking up due north, some staring northwest.

They looked at different people, but there was no difference in the heat in their eyes.

Some of these teenagers are full of excitement and irrepressible ecstasy written on their faces, like an overflowing lake, which cannot be hidden.

Some of them tried their best to maintain the composure of their faces, but their eyes glowed with an unusually bright look, reflecting the bright sunlight and shining brightly.

Joy, anticipation, apprehension......

All kinds of emotions, and so on.

Yang Jun looked at the energetic cheeks of these teenagers, and couldn't help but be a little infected, and a little excitement and anticipation rose in his heart.

But he is not Chu Ke after all, nor is he one of these eager and apprehensive teenagers.

Yang Jun has a clear understanding of his strengths and weaknesses. In terms of roots, his qualifications are unmatched on Ling Chu Mountain; But when it comes to spirituality, I don't know anything about it.

Bi Ge has a reputation for valuing spiritual qualifications, and Jiang Linxian and Chu Ao are not optimistic about their ability to enter Bi Ge Fu's eyes, so it can be seen that they have little hope of worshipping Yin Ge Peak.

But it's always going to be a fight, isn't it?

In this world, there are many precedents for things that are not favored and considered impossible but are finally done.

Three years to sharpen a sword, and now try the blade.

Presumably Chu Ke is also looking forward to today.

It's time. Yang Jun thought that he would try it for Chu Ke, and it could be regarded as the cause and effect of occupying his body.

His gaze passed through the crowd and landed dozens of feet away, standing on Chu Yi in the first row.

Chu Yi is very confident in his ability.

He is a genius who has been praised by Ruoxu Zhenren since he was introduced, and he is a talent who has been amazed by countless people in Ling Chushan.

The disciple who submitted to Xuanyin Peak had gone through two tests of muscles and bones, and he was far ahead.

There is only one Chen Xuanji who can compete with him.

For Chu Yi, there is no conflict in this. Xuanyin Fengheng is a real disciple, and he must have his own place.

Because of Chen Xuanji, it is impossible to defeat him!

Chu Yi believes that he is a well-deserved leader of this year!

It's like...... He looked at Jiang Hanhe, who was standing tall in front of him on his left.

Just like Senior Brother Jiang, there is an air of indifference in every move, but no one can shake the position of leader!

Chu Yi's fist hanging at his side clenched.

Yang Jun, who was staring at Chu Yi, followed his gaze to Jiang Hanhe, and then pursed his lips with some disapproval.

It's a good thing to have an idol and a benchmark, but look at Senior Brother Jiang Han Hejiang - his back is straight, his instrument is lofty, and his chin is slightly raised without squinting. This gesture is a calmness with a capital letter!

Chu Yi, after all, he is still too young!

Yang Jun shook his head, and with a flicker of his gaze, he swept to Ji Yuning, who was standing in the same row as him.

Ji Yuning's eyebrows are narrow and long, and his eyes are a little gloomy on weekdays, but at this time, his eyes are slightly narrowed, revealing a strong desire and determination to win.

Compared with the red faces of other teenagers around him, it is a bit new.

Yang Jun glanced twice, and looked away before Ji Yuning noticed that his gaze turned his head.

Jin An can be regarded as calm, with the pride of a family, but his slightly pursed lips still show a bit of emotion.

Yang Jun was like a bored student at a flag-raising ceremony, his eyes wandering around the square.

And this situation did not last long.

Changhong, who was still in the sky just now, came to his eyes in an instant.

The bearded and white Ruoxu real person didn't know when he was already standing on the high platform in front of the Ascension Cloud Palace.

Shen who was standing in front of the huge bronze bell looked up and glanced at the figure in front of the hall.

The morning breeze blows up the wide robes of the virtual people, and the embroidered bamboo patterns move in the wind, like swaying bamboo branches.

If the virtual person is standing firmly, like an old pine that has stood tall and frosted for a long time. His face was calm and unwavering, and he raised his head slightly, looking up at the western sky.

The elder's spirit is not bad. Shen turned his head and stood on the side of the bronze bell with his hands pricked.

In the past three years, this huge bronze bell has only been rung at major gatherings in Ling Chu Mountain. And the person ringing the bronze bell can be Jiang Hanhe, Jiang Linxian, or the teachings of other teaching assistants.

But today, it is he who will ring this huge bell, Shen Qi.

Shen stood solemnly, his eyes fell on the young disciples who were neatly lined up in the field, and there was a little more softness and expectation in his eyes on his energetic faces.

I hope these disciples will not live up to the expectations of the elders!

However, his gaze was instantly frozen. - What's the matter with that kid, his eyes are spinning! The probe probes probes the brain, looking left and right, what the hell are they doing!

Shen looked at it fixedly, and immediately took a breath, isn't this the kid named Chu Ke!

In the middle of a group of teenagers who either pretended to be old with their faces or were happy, there was such a person with a different style of painting, but Shen only felt that his eyes hurt when he saw it, and he looked away with some disgust.

Yang Jun, who was disgusted by Shen, was looking intently at the elders and the heads of the thrones who were saluting each other on the high platform at this time, thinking, why do you bother, come over early, do everything that should be done, and then the disciples will greet you, wouldn't it be simpler?

On second thought, big people always have the privilege of being late.

The big guys didn't say a few words of greeting, everyone already knew about today's events, after all, they were doing the right thing, and only a few people spoke, most of them just bowed their heads to each other.

Yang Jun was playing a game in his mind to connect the characters and names on the screen, and before he could connect a few, he saw Ruoxu Zhenren raise his hand towards Shen Qi.

Shen raised his hand and rang the huge bronze bell hanging high.

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The majestic sound of the bell resounded through the valley in an instant.