Chapter 657

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Zhuowen Makes a Move

Moyan Wushang's beautiful eyes flashed as she watched Zhuowen slowly walk towards her. She frowned. This boy's face was extremely unfamiliar; he was definitely not one of the geniuses of the Imperial City.

Huangfu Wuji was one of the most outstanding geniuses of the Imperial City. He was also one of the top ten monstrous geniuses on the Green Emperor List. His literary skills, martial arts, and poetry were all top notch. If such a genius couldn't successfully conjure the Morning Bell and Evening Drum, how could this unknown youth be so confident?

Thinking of this, Moyan Wushang gently shook her head and said, "Young master!

Even Huangfu Wuji couldn't conjure the Morning Bell and Evening Drum, so I'm afraid it will be very difficult for you to succeed. After all, the rebound power of the Morning Bell and Evening Drum is not so simple. It's best to act according to your strength. "

Standing in front of the drum, Zhuowen tilted his head and stared at Moyan Wushang. He lightly said, "Miss Wushang, aren't you too confident?

Huangfu Wuji couldn't conjure it, but that doesn't mean I can't either. After all, conjuring it doesn't depend entirely on strength, right? "

Moyan Wushang was startled as she heard this. Her beautiful eyes looked up and down at this strangely shaped youth. Although this youth looked quite ordinary, his body exuded a confident temperament that had a unique attraction.

Moyan Wushang nodded her head. Her footsteps staggered as she slowly retreated to the edge of the stage. Her beautiful eyes were curiously sizing up Zhuo Wen. She wanted to see where this young man's confidence came from.

"This boy really won't give up until he reaches the Yellow River!

The result is already obvious. His Highness the Second Prince not only struck the Morning Bell and Evening Drum ten times, but he also almost conjured the Morning Bell and Evening Drum. This is a record that almost no one here can break. "

"I'm afraid this boy is afraid!

After all, if he loses, he will have to bow three times and destroy his own cultivation.

Such a serious consequence is not something an average person can accept. Even I wouldn't be willing to admit defeat. "

"That's right. A dying struggle is not bad. This boy's aura is much weaker than the Second Prince's. It's already not bad for him to be able to strike the drum seven times, let alone ten times."

The surrounding crowd shook their heads and sighed. Their gazes were fixed on Zhuowen, who was standing in front of the big drum at the center of the stage. Their eyes were filled with disdain and ridicule.

Huangfu Wuji's performance just now had been too amazing. It was so amazing that everyone thought it was impossible for anyone to surpass Huangfu Wuji's record.

Huangfu Wuji crossed his arms across his chest, calmly staring at Zhuowen. His lips were curved in a sneer. He didn't believe that this arrogant boy in front of him would be able to ring out ten times.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen stood silently. His bright eyes stared straight at the drum before him, and a trace of seriousness appeared on his face.

Steady as Mount Tai and moving as fast as lightning, Zhuowen bent his waist and stamped his feet on the ground. Terrifying power gathered on his right fist from his whole body. A golden fist aura burst out and blasted on the drum like a hot knife through butter.

Dong dong dong!

Three crisp sounds of the drum sounded out, and the sound waves spread out. Three rebounding forces gushed out, acting on Zhuowen's body.

Golden light covered his entire body. Zhuowen was like a golden Buddha statue. After using the 'Nirvana of the Great Sun', his body had become as hard as iron and as hard as jade. The three rebounding forces came crashing down, but Zhuowen remained motionless, like an old tree that had taken root.

"Not bad, to be able to block three rebounding forces at the same time." Huangfu Wuji's eyebrows jumped up, and he muttered to himself in surprise.

Originally, in his opinion, Zhuowen was a nameless little pawn, someone who couldn't even withstand a single blow. But now, it seemed that he had misjudged him. However, three sounds of the drum didn't mean anything.

The three drum sounds gradually faded away. Zhuowen's movements weren't slow. His feet suddenly moved, and the back of his fist borrowed the strength of his elbow to strike the drum. A terrifying aura flowed out.

Dong dong dong!

Another three drum sounds sounded out, distant and mighty. But Zhuowen seemed to have taken root in the ground. He remained motionless, as steady as a boulder.

Zhuowen had easily achieved six sounds. Moreover, from the expression on his face, it seemed that he was quite relaxed; he hadn't even used all of his strength yet.

As the surrounding people saw this, they began to stir. It seemed that this unknown youth in the blue coffin was not simple. After being startled for six times, he seemed to be able to deal with them with ease.

Huangfu Wuji narrowed his eyes, but he wasn't too worried. It was only six sounds; the difference between him and Zhuowen was still too great. In view of Zhuowen's current performance, he guessed that this child would only be able to last until the eighth.

As Huangfu Wuji was thinking this, Zhuowen moved again. The golden light of his fist was like a blazing sun as it swept out, smashing into the drum once more.

Dong dong!

Two crisp drum sounds spread out. Around the Morning Bell and Evening Drum, waves of air spread out in layers. The rebounding forces of the seventh and eighth sounds were like Mount Tai crashing down on Zhuowen's body.

Bang!

Zhuowen felt his entire body tighten. His knees bent, and he almost fell to the ground from the pressure of these two terrifying rebounding forces. Luckily, Zhuowen was prepared. He displayed the Nirvana of the Great Sun to the limit, and was able to block the crushing force of these two rebounding forces.

"The eighth sound, this child has actually managed to sound it eight times."

"I never thought that such an unknown youth would actually be able to sound it eight times. Wouldn't such a record be equal to the number one genius of Muqin County, Lv Yitao?"

When Zhuowen sounded it eight times, the surrounding people all revealed looks of astonishment. It seemed that they had all underestimated this Zhuowen. To be able to sound the Morning Bell and Evening Drum eight times, this child's talent could be considered quite good.

In the Moon Embracing Pavilion, Wen Aoxue frowned. When Zhuowen sounded it eight times, she was also a little surprised. It had to be known that she had only managed to sound it nine times. This youth that she had never placed in her eyes had actually managed to sound it eight times. The difference between them was only a single step.

"Eight times should be this child's limit. It's impossible for him to sound it nine times." Wen Aoxue's eyes flickered as she spoke softly.

At this moment, Zhuowen was not in a hurry to sound it nine times. Instead, he stood quietly in front of the drum with his eyes lowered, as if he was waiting for something.

The surrounding people's gazes were all gathered on Zhuowen. They wanted to see if this unknown youth could sound it nine times.

Dong!

Finally, Zhuowen made his move. He fiercely slammed his fist onto the drum. As the drum sounded, a terrifying pressure crushed down like a mountain, completely covering the surface of Zhuowen's body. This caused Zhuowen's expression to change slightly.

"Nirvana of the Great Sun: Nirvana!"

With a loud shout, the golden light on Zhuowen's body exploded to the extreme. The golden light soared into the sky and pierced a huge crack in the void. From within the crack, a thousand foot tall illusory figure stepped on boundless golden flames and rolled over.

The hand that was like a small mountain stroked and directly resisted the terrifying pressure, blocking in front of Zhuowen.

Awoo!

The golden giant roared loudly. Under the pressure, it actually exploded into countless golden lights. However, after exploding into golden lights, the terrifying pressure was also offset by the golden giant.

Puff!

Zhuowen took three steps back and a mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His face also became gloomy. The ninth sound of the Morning Bell and Evening Drum no longer produced a rebound force. Instead, it produced a terrifying pressure.

This pressure was much more terrifying than the combined force of the previous eight rebounding attacks. Even though Zhuo Wen had used Nirvana of the Great Sun, he was only barely able to block this terrifying pressure. Moreover, he had suffered slight internal injuries.

"No wonder Wen Aoxue could only stop at the ninth strike. It turns out that the last two strikes were actually pressure. Moreover, this pressure is actually so terrifying. If the pressure from the ninth strike is already so terrifying, then the tenth strike will only be even more terrifying."

His eyes flickered and a trace of fear appeared on Zhuowen's face. The Morning Bell and Evening Drum were indeed terrifying!

"The ninth sound, this child actually made the ninth sound!

Who is this child that he can actually make the ninth sound? "

When the ninth sound of the drum resounded, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief as they focused on Zhuowen's body.

Before Zhuowen, the only ones who had been able to make the ninth sound were Wen Aoxue and Huangfu Wuji. Wen Aoxue had made the ninth sound, and Huangfu Wuji had made the tenth sound.

But now, there was another person who had made the ninth sound. That was this ordinary youth in front of them.

Creak!

Wen Aoxue clenched her fists. For the first time, her cold and indifferent face lost all color. She stared at Zhuo Wen on the stage, her beautiful eyes filled with shock. She had originally thought that only Huangfu Wuji and herself would be able to make it nine times. But now, Zhuo Wen had actually managed to make it nine times, tying with her record.

Huangfu Wuji's face finally sank. Even he had not expected that Zhuowen, who he had never placed in his eyes, would actually be able to make the ninth sound. This was really beyond his expectations.

"It seems that I really did underestimate this child!

No wonder that Lü Hantian cared so much about this child. This child is actually the number one genius of Muqin County. His strength is much greater than that of Lü Yitao.

"However, this is where it ends!"

As Huangfu Wuji spoke to here, the corners of his mouth curved up in a smile. When Zhuo Wen had blocked the ninth wave of pressure, he had been forced to do so. Huangfu Wuji had seen this with his own eyes. Perhaps this boy had already reached his limit.

So what if he could make the ninth sound?

This child was still a loser, and the fate of a loser was not good.

As he thought of Zhuowen kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to him, Huangfu Wuji's lips curled up. Wasn't this child very arrogant before?

Soon, he would know that offending him would not lead to a good ending.

"Zhuowen!

You have already lost. Now is the time to fulfill the terms of the bet. Come and kowtow to me, and then destroy your own cultivation. "

Huangfu Wuji slowly walked towards Zhuowen, the corners of his mouth curled up in an arrogant smile. His eyes contained a sense of superiority, as if he were looking down on an ant, filled with disdain and arrogance.

"Which dog eye of yours saw that I lost?

I haven't even made the tenth sound yet.

Why do you seem like a resentful woman who can't wait? "Zhuowen turned his head and coldly mocked.

"What did you say?" Huangfu Wuji coldly said. "You want to make the tenth sound?

Hehe, I advise you to act according to your strength. If you are not strong enough, then making the tenth sound will only cost you your life. "

"You don't need to worry!"