Capítulo 993: Chapter 1004: Acceptance
On the Chaos Chart, the first place position had already beco two people, Wu Zuli and Wang Yan.
At this mont, nearly everyone in Mozi Academy had co out, and upon seeing the na following Wu Zuli on the Chaos Chart, everyone was completely stunned.
Since the establishnt of Mozi Academy, Wu Zuli had surpassed the ordinary and was treated like a god by people.
Just a simple na was revered like a deity.
At this mont, to see such a strange na following the god-like one was a reality everyone struggled to accept; everyone’s mouth hung open, staring blankly at the Chaos Chart as if the sky had fallen.
Even those like Fang Hong and Zhao Liangdong, who were elder-like figures, had their mouths agape, wearing an expression of shock.
Fang Jinchun, who had returned to his room to ditate, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of astonishnt.
But then, Fang Jinchun gritted his teeth again, eyes showing a steely determination, and imdiately closed his eyes.
Throughout the Nine Peaks of Mozi Academy, there was a deathly silence; one could hear a pin drop.
However, monts later, everyone rembered the sa question and all eyes turned to Wang Yan.
They saw Wang Yan still standing before the Chaos Bell, although his injuries hadn’t healed, his fist remained raised in the air, as if he was going to strike again.
“Does Wang Yan intend to ring the Chaos Bell again?”
“If so, wouldn’t he be more formidable than the Director?”
“Soone actually aims to surpass the Director! I cannot accept this, I won’t accept this.”
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But, as if confirming everyone’s thoughts, Wang Yan, who had just rung the Chaos Bell 6 tis, suddenly stopped, standing motionless before it.
At this mont, Wang Yan was constantly pondering in his heart: Strange, after ringing it 21 tis, I clearly felt that ringing it the 22nd ti would be pointless, even if I let go of my body. Because my body was at its limit, and the counterforce of the 22nd strike was too strong; even if I fully let go, I would be blown away by its force. That’s nearly 60,000 tis the counterforce.
Thinking this, Wang Yan finally understood why Wu Zuli stopped at 21 strikes, because those 21 were already the limit.
Wang Yan shook his head, facing a 60,000-fold counterforce, he dared not attempt again, for such force would instantly reduce him to ashes.
Wang Yan slowly lowered his fist, about to turn and leave.
Seeing this, everyone at Mozi Academy finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Though Wang Yan was now tied with the Director, he was still behind him. If Wang Yan truly surpassed the Director, it would be a reality no one could accept.
As they watched Wang Yan turn to leave, the hearts of everyone finally relaxed.
Zhao Xuebo let out a sigh of relief and said wearily, “Wang Yan, congratulations on passing the test. Now, co with up the mountain.”
Just as Wang Yan turned around, suddenly realizing sothing, he erupted in laughter, saying, “Hahaha, I just thought of sothing else.”
Upon hearing this, the tens of thousands in Mozi Academy suddenly shivered with fear.
Zhao Xuebo, trembling, asked, “You… do you still want to strike the bell?”
Zhao Xuebo asked the exact question everyone else on the mountain wanted to know.
Wang Yan did not answer them, but his actions spoke for themselves, as he stood before the Chaos Bell and slowly raised his fist again.
Seeing this, the gray-clad elder in the cave on the main peak couldn’t help but have his eyes light up with excitent as he said, “Could it be he figured out a way to surpass 21 strikes?”
Standing in front of the Chaos Bell, Wang Yan pondered: Ringing the Chaos Bell, first there’s resistance, then retreat, and finally acceptance. Although it seems my approach to the counterforce of the bell has been perfected, I now realize I was wrong, completely wrong. Why did I focus only on the counterforce? The counterforce is just a derivative of the Chaos Bell. Hahaha, why didn’t I think of that before?
Thinking this, Wang Yan’s fist fell upon the Chaos Bell.
A “buzz” sound rang out, as the Chaos Bell sounded once more.
Wang Yan stood before the Chaos Bell, smiling peacefully, completely unaffected by its counterforce, just as before.
With this sound, a light flashed on the Chaos Chart, and Wang Yan’s na suddenly surpassed Wu Zuli, taking first place.
The second position was now Wu Zuli’s.
Mozi Academy fell into silence once again, as if staring at a monster, watching Wang Yan.
To surpass the Director is truly to be a monster.
At this mont, Zhao Xuebo could no longer hold back; Wu Zuli was the spiritual symbol, the pillar of Mozi Academy, now surpassed by Wang Yan.
While in the cave, the gray-clad elder’s face lit up with joy, thinking: He has finally broken through to 21 strikes. I must summon him right away and ask how he did it. If I can gain insights from this young man, perhaps it will be even easier for to master the Chaos Bell, hahaha, my goal is not far off now.
With that, the gray-clad elder stood up, appearing unable to contain himself.
But just as the gray-clad elder stood, the sound of the Chaos Bell rang out again outside — now the 23rd strike.
In front of the Chaos Bell, Wang Yan’s face lit up with joy, thinking to himself: I was right! Why focus on the counterforce alone? Why not focus on the entire Chaos Bell. Now, by opening myself up to the Chaos Bell, I am the bell, and the bell is . Since I am the bell, the number of tis it rings depends entirely on .
Wang Yan was overjoyed in his heart, his fist continuously falling upon the Chaos Bell, which buzzed incessantly.
This ti, it wasn’t a matter of three or five strikes, nor six or seven; it just wouldn’t stop, ringing continuously.
At this point, everyone was dumbfounded; ringing the Chaos Bell so effortlessly, is it still the Chaos Bell?
But Wang Yan, during this continuous ringing, had beco more in harmony with the Chaos Bell, and in the end, Wang Yan beca the Chaos Bell, and the Chaos Bell beca Wang Yan.
With a stop of his hand.
Wang Yan withdrew his fist, stood before the Chaos Bell, and suddenly his eyes grew brighter and emitted infinite light.
Then, he slowly turned around, hands behind his back, and looked at Zhao Xuebo and the others.
Seeing Wang Yan finally stop, everyone went limp, as if escaping a nightmare, drenched in sweat.
At this mont, they never wanted to hear the sound of the Chaos Bell again; they’d rather die than listen again.
But right then, suddenly, the Chaos Bell behind Wang Yan started ringing by itself.
Buzz—
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