Chapter 705: Heavenly Phoenix Bell (3)
Looking at Ye Tian, whose face was a little stiff on the other side, Mo Zhiyao's face also became exciting, and then he asked: "Give me the truth, among the four of you, what are you ranking in terms of the results of this striking Tianhuang Bell?"
"Uh, hey, third!" Ye Tian laughed dryly when he heard this, then touched his nose and said in a small voice.
When Mo Zhiyao heard this, he suddenly felt the urge to raise his leg and kick it over. Among the four young masters of the sect, Yang Hua's strength is the lowest, so in the first round of the battle, no matter who he faces, he is bound to lose. In other words, Yang Hua didn't have a chance to knock on the Tianhuang Bell at all, and it should have been He Xuan, Ye Tian and Lu Ming who were competing in the four major competitions in this second round. Among the three, Ye Tian is the third! Mo Zhiyao wants to scold his mother now!
"With your achievements, you still want to win the top spot, I'll count you ruthless!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes twitched, resisting the urge to vomit blood, glared at Ye Tian fiercely, and turned his head. He was afraid that if he looked at Ye Tian again, he would really spurt out a mouthful of old blood.
"Hehe, far away, it's really all up to you this time. If you can really win the top position, a thousand bottles!" Ye Tianlao's face alternated red and white, and then said to Mo Zhiyao with a smile.
"Three thousand bottles!" Mo Zhiyao didn't reply, but the words that came out of his mouth made Ye Tian's feet slip, and he almost didn't sit on the ground, and immediately roared in annoyance: "You have less than an inch! Three thousand bottles? You can say it! You think it's boiled water?"
"No?" Mo Zhiyao glanced at Ye Tian, and then a narrow arc was hooked at the corner of his lips. "Otherwise, how about you give me all the ones in your jade, and I will recognize them when there are more or less?"
Mo Zhiyao's words suddenly made Ye Tian's face pale, and then subconsciously covered his waist with one hand, and then gritted his teeth and said, "How do you know?"
"Hey, some people don't drink enough, and when they drink too much, they will tell the truth, 3,500 bottles, that's not what I said. ”
"I ......" Hearing this, Ye Tian's whole face suddenly became bitter, and he was so annoyed in his heart that he almost cried. "This broken mouth!"
"Bell!" And just when Mo Zhiyao and Ye Tian were happy and worried, another loud bell rang out, and the two of them hurriedly looked straight, and then raised their eyes.
"Poof!"
When the ninth bell rang, Lu Ming's face turned pale in an instant, and then his body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"The last blow!" Lu Ming's face at this moment, a hideous color that implied madness appeared, forcibly stabilized his body, and then his arm was raised again, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and his palm fell heavily on the Tianhuang Bell.
"Bell!"
Another bell rang, and Mo Zhiyao suddenly realized that the mountain peaks under his feet were trembling at this moment, and the invisible sound waves, like substance, brought up a cold wind, whistling and sweeping away.
"Click!
A slight cracking sound sounded, and the violently twisted void space was actually torn out of cracks, like black lightning, sweeping through the sky.
Lu Ming spurted out another mouthful of blood, and then his figure fell from the sky like a broken paper kite, and Lu Hao's face changed below, and his figure flickered, and he appeared beside him, took it in his arms, and then fell to the ground.
Looking at Lu Ming, who had passed out in his arms, a look of distress suddenly appeared on Lu Hao's face. As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, the pure spiritual power entered the former's body, and after careful probing, his face was relieved. Although Lu Ming rang the tenth Heavenly Phoenix Bell extremely reluctantly, he did not cause any damage to his Yuan Shen, and he was able to recover after a few days of cultivation.
"Ten rings, not bad!" Elder Mingyang smiled and nodded, with an undisguised look of appreciation on his face, and that Fenghuo also had a satisfied smile.
For so many years, the person who can ring the ten Tianhuang bells, except for Feng Ke'er, is Lu Ming. In the last year's four big competitions, Lu Ming rang nine times and He Xuan rang eight times. However, the ratio of foreign aid between the two was that Huo Shan overpowered Zheng Chen, thus allowing He Xuan to win the top spot in that year's big competition.
"Zheng Chen. After making sure that Lu Ming was fine, Lu Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his head to look at Zheng Chen behind him.
"Understood. Zheng Chen hurriedly nodded in reply, then took a deep breath, his body flashed, and he landed next to Tianhuang Zhong.
His eyes looked at the Tianhuang Ancient Bell in front of him with extremely solemn eyes, and the next moment, his palm was clenched into a fist, and then an arc was drawn in the air, and it fell heavily on the Tianhuang Bell!
The dark red Tianhuang Bell, with the fall of Zheng Chen's punch, there was actually a layer of ripples like water ripples on the edge of the surface, and then, a slightly low bell echoed in the sky, spreading throughout the space on the top of the mountain, and then extending to the entire Red Phoenix Sect.
"The bell that Zheng Chen rang was completely different from Lu Ming's before, why is this?" Listening to this bell that had obviously changed, a different color suddenly appeared in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and he asked Ye Tian beside him in a low voice.
"Quite simply, his fit with the Tianhuang Bell is quite low. The higher the fit between the person ringing the bell and the Tianhuang Bell, the crisper and louder the bell will be, and the lower it will be. This Zheng Chen has the most, and he can only ring four times. Ye Tian said to Mo Zhiyao with the demeanor of an old horse.
"I see. Mo Zhiyao was suddenly stunned, and he didn't expect to say such a thing.
The next scene was completely consistent with Ye Tian's judgment, and Zheng Chen really knocked four times very reluctantly, then his face fell down with a pale face, and he returned to Lu Hao's back with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
Looking at Zheng Chen who came back, Lu Hao's face was also a little ugly. The last time the four sects were compared, it was because of him that Lu Ming missed the position of the leader, but this fit with Lingbao has little to do with his own strength, and no one can force it, so Lu Hao can only be helpless.
"Lu Ming has ten rings, Zheng Chen has four rings, and the results of the Blood Flame Sect are fourteen rings. Elder Mingyang looked as usual and spoke. Then, his gaze fell in the direction of Ye Tian and Mo Zhiyao. "Next, it's your turn. ”
Hearing Elder Mingyang's words, Ye Tian and Mo Zhiyao's faces suddenly turned grim, and then, Ye Tian nodded towards Mo Zhiyao, and he took the lead in stepping out.
Rising into the air, Ye Tian came to the front of the Tianhuang Bell, and then his eyes were sharp, and his fingers rose together, turning into a lightning-like afterimage and falling on the Tianhuang Bell.
"Bell!"
A slightly low bell rang out, and Mo Zhiyao's brows suddenly frowned. Although the bell that Ye Tian rang was much better than that Zheng Chen, if it was compared to Lu Ming, it was obviously not a grade.
"At this level, there are six rings at most. The same thought arose in the hearts of everyone present at the same time. However, the expressions on everyone's faces are different.
"Alas, it seems that Tian'er and this Tianhuang Bell really have no chance. A helpless wry smile appeared on Ye Guxing's face, shook his head slightly, and whispered to himself.
"Sect Master, from this Ye Tian's point of view, it can only ring six times at most. This time, our Blood Flame Sect won the four big battles. That Mo Zhiyao will definitely not be able to knock out eight rings. Zheng Chen came behind Lu Hao and said with a somewhat flattering expression.
For Mo Zhiyao, Zheng Chen is obviously quite unwelcome. In the end, it was his jealousy that was at work. In terms of strength, Mo Zhi is far away than him, and in terms of his status, the other party is even more of an offering. This made Zheng Chen's heart a little sour all the time.
Hearing this, Lu Hao's brows suddenly frowned, and then he glanced at Zheng Chen coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Absolutely can't knock out eight rings? Who could have thought that he would be able to seriously injure He Xuan head-on? If you still don't have such long eyesight, you will suffer a big loss in the future!"
Being reprimanded by Lu Hao like this, Zheng Chen's face suddenly became a little ugly, but he didn't dare to refute, so he hurriedly lowered his head and stepped back and stopped talking.
"Bell, bell, bell............"
The low sound of bells reverberated from the mountain peaks, and no matter where they were in the Red Phoenix Sect in the depths, they could be heard clearly.
And when the sixth bell rang, several people below shook their heads slightly. At this moment, Ye Tian's state is quite bad. Not to mention the paleness, the fluctuation of the breath on the body is also quite disordered.
"Oh my God, come down, don't be reckless. Ye Guxing sighed, shook his head slightly, and then raised his voice to say. At this moment, everyone could see that if Ye Tian forced himself to continue to knock on the Tianhuang Bell, it would definitely hurt the Yuan Shen Fundamental. That kind of thing, of course, Ye Guxing would not let it happen.
Hearing this, Ye Tian's face changed for a moment, but he naturally knew his own situation better than anyone else. At this moment, the primordial spirits in his body were all forced to condense their bodies in the dantian position, and they could not maintain a state of nothingness. If you knock it down again, your own spirit will inevitably be damaged.
A look of shame appeared on his face, Ye Tian smiled helplessly, and slowly descended from mid-air and came to Ye Guxing and Mo Zhiyao.
"Father, I'm ............" Ye Tian hesitated, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.
"It's okay, just do your best. Ye Guxing patted Ye Tian on the shoulder and comforted with a smile. Immediately, he turned his head and set his eyes on Mo Zhiyao's body.
"Mo Xiaoyou, next, it's up to you. ”
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao nodded slightly, and then looked at Ye Tian with some playfulness and said, "Remember what you promised me, if you dare to go back, I won't be polite." ”
"Zhiyao, you have to be careful, don't be reluctant, you know?" Regarding Mo Zhiyao's obviously joking words, Ye Tian didn't pay attention to it, but told the former again.
"Well, I know what to expect. Mo Zhiyao waved his hand, and then, under the gaze of many eyes, he jumped up and came to the front of Tianhuang Zhong without hesitation.