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The Golden Bell spun backward through searing waves of air, and Zhong Weifeng curled his fingers around it, drawing it into his palm.
The blood on the Primordial Yellow Bell evaporated into wisps of crimson mist beneath its steaming golden radiance. The thunder of ten thousand beasts charging within its belly grew clearer, with dragon roars and tiger howls faintly audible among them.
Chen Mu stood with his sword in hand. Blood dripping from the tip of the Seven Kill Sword spread into plum-blossom stains on the blue bricks.
As he watched Zhong Weifeng fasten the Primordial Yellow Bell back at his waist, a flicker of wariness crossed his eyes. That ancient bell could serve as both an offensive weapon and a supreme defensive treasure, to say nothing of the wondrous synergy it shared with the Zhong Family's secret arts.
Yet now he had actually put it away.
"You had best be careful, Brother Chen." Zhong Weifeng suddenly curled his lips into a smile and slammed his palms together.
Driven by soul power, the hovering scales abruptly burst apart. Azure light poured down like a river of stars, bathing the entire competition ground in an eerie emerald hue.
In an instant, thousands of scales became a rushing shoal of azure fish, hurtling toward Chen Mu with shrill whistles.
"Interesting! Sword Qi: Eternal Radiance!" The moment Chen Mu planted the Seven Kill Sword against the ground, a thirty-foot silver wheel rose behind him.
The silver wheel unleashed densely packed sword qi in a torrential downpour. As it struck the scales, an unbroken chorus of metallic clashes rang out.
The scales knocked away traced treacherous arcs through the air, many circling around to attack from the flanks.
The silver wheel spun rapidly, shooting sword qi