Ultimate Martial Divine King

The Illusory Spiritual Bell's body suddenly split open, and it caused many genius students of the Martial Mansion to fight over it.    

Previously, everyone understood that these Illusory Spiritual Bell were not ordinary objects, but they never thought that they would actually contain Artifact Spirit. Furthermore, only the top ranked divine weapons would contain Artifact Spirit …    

If this level of treasure was placed in the outside world, it would definitely cause others to fight over it.    

Especially after seeing Lei Zhen, Lei Li, and the other geniuses of Holy Bell City unable to subdue the Illusory Spiritual Bell, even Wei Qingfan and Shen Yunxi felt their hearts palpitate.    

Many talented students with extraordinary strength all rushed out from their respective academy teams, all of them moving as fast as arrows, all rushing towards the Artifact Spirit.    

The Illusory Spiritual Bell turned into a ball of golden light about half a meter tall. An illusory image appeared in front of them, revealing the silhouette of a Golden Bell.    

A hidden but powerful energy fluctuation was constantly released from his body.    

The faces of the surrounding people all revealed a burning desire.    

"I, Hu Ge, will keep this thing."    

The one who spoke was a young man who wore a Bright Moon College Emblem, and a surging aura erupted from his body, reaching the astonishing level of the ninth level of the Essence Mastering.    

The powerful Strength of True Essence instantly erupted from the opponent's palm, the powerful devouring force enveloping the bell spirit light figure.    

"Hmph, you think you're qualified to touch this treasure?" A scornful sneer appeared on his face. Di Feng and Wei Qingfan had already arrived in front of him.    

At the same time, Lingxi Shen Yunxi had also arrived, "Put that thing down."    

Wei Qingfan raised his hand and lifted his palm. A condensed golden palm print broke away from his palm and pushed forward with an unstoppable force.    

Shen Yunxi extended his right index and middle finger and a sharp Sword Qi shot out like a ray of light, tearing through the air and creating a transparent wave of air.    

The two geniuses attacked at the same time.    

The face of the Bright Moon College genius called Hu Ge, instantly paled, and his narrowed eyes were filled with panic.    

The powerful attack solidly struck the opponent's body, and the powerful Qi flow from the stage swept out in all directions, along with the violent Strength of True Essence rioting. The Bright Moon College genius felt as though he had been struck by a mountain, and was forcefully blown away, smashing heavily onto the ground, spitting out blood, unable to get up.    

"Damn, even someone at the ninth level of the Essence Mastering can't handle it?"    

On the other side of the Heavenly Star Martial Mansion, Mu Feng, who was about to rush up the stage and 'fish in troubled waters to watch the show', couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye.    

Behind him, Li Huiye, Zhou Lu, and the others who saw this felt both angry and amused.    

"Senior brother Mu Feng, you should just wait patiently. If you go up there, your legs will definitely be broken." Li Huiye said.    

"Hmm, that makes sense." Mu Feng nodded his head, then scolded, "Sigh, truly, the human heart is not old, and not the human heart is old. This is simply a group of robbers, Holy Bell City's patriarch Old Man is probably sick from anger."    

Sparks flew in all directions from the top of the Dao Pillar as the multi-colored True Elemental Strength clashed together. The Dao Pillar was almost destroyed by the crowd.    

Some people were knocked down the moment they encountered Zhong Ling's phantasm.    

Some people were attacked before they could even touch them.    

There were even some people who mysteriously slapped their faces as soon as they got on the stage.    

The Dao Pillar was in complete chaos.    

Of course, since the students were so noisy, the instructors had no intentions of interfering. All of them were Core Mentor, the strongest instructors in the various Martial Mansion.    

They all knew that wherever there were people, there would always be fights.    

If they fought, it would depend on their own strength to stand firm.    

The Artifact Spirit s fighting for the Illusory Spiritual Bell, this was definitely an experiential learning during their growth.    

They were all young and angry youths, so how could he care about how they would cause a ruckus?    

The instructors did not care, but the people from Holy Bell City were all extremely angry.    

"You, you …" An elderly old man pointed at the nearest Royal Martial College, Core Mentor and Hong Lian, and scolded, "You're too presumptuous. The Illusory Spiritual Bell belongs to our Holy Bell City, so why aren't you letting them stop?"    

Then, the red lotus did not seem to mind at all. Her eyelids twitched as she replied faintly, "Previously, the patriarch of your clan clearly stated that, what kind of power could he have obtained from this Illusory Spiritual Bell? With their capabilities, I would like to ask, this Artifact Spirit is not considered one of the Illusory Spiritual Bell's powers. "    

"You!"    

"Since the Artifact Spirit belongs to the power of the Illusory Spiritual Bell, isn't it natural for them to fight for it with their own abilities?"    

Hong Lian's words seemed to make sense, and it was indeed true. The elder was so angry that he could not refute her and could only turn his gaze to Patriarch Lei Shi.    

Lei Shi let out a helpless long sigh. His shriveled lips slightly moved, but in the end, he still shook his head and chose to let them go …    

No matter what, the Illusory Spiritual Bell could not be kept anymore.    

Even if these high level Martial Mansion students were to fight over the Artifact Spirit, in a few days, this matter would definitely spread like wildfire.    

During this time, some of the people wandering around Tianchi Mountain Range heard the news and came to spy on them. This was yet another source of headache-inducing trouble.    

From Lei Shi's point of view, the most important goal was to ensure the safety of the Holy Bell City, not to mention the fact that the Illusory Spiritual Bell's artifact body was already destroyed, so with just the Artifact Spirit, its power would definitely not be as strong as it was before.    

The only thing that made Lei Shi regretful was that this item was left behind by Patriarch Lei Huan. It was truly a sorrowful item.    

"Mengchang, you don't want that Artifact Spirit?" Red Lotus said to Luo Mengchang, who was standing quietly beside her.    

Luo Mengchang shook her head slightly and replied softly, "I don't want to. I can't beat them."    

"Is that so?" Red Lotus said in disbelief.    

Luo Mengchang smiled lightly as her bright eyes moved, but said nothing more.    

On the dao platform, the geniuses of the higher Martial Mansion were battling intensely.    

Slowly, everyone seemed to have ignited their true flames. No longer caring about their purpose in coming up, they each went to find their own opponents to engage in an intense battle.    

"Hmph, someone like you wants to meddle with this thing? Get lost!" Wei Qingfan sent a young genius student flying with a single palm. His cold and powerful aura shocked the entire audience.    

"Dragon Seizing Hand!"    

Wei Qingfan placed his left hand on his right arm and with a loud shout, his right hand turned from inside to outside and reached out with a single hand. Suddenly, a golden hand that was a few meters wide materialized …    

Under Wei Qingfan's control, the giant golden hand swept in all directions towards the Golden Bell floating in the air and grabbed at it.    

"What an astonishing aura!"    

Everyone's expression changed. As expected of Wei Qingfan, such a powerful aura was able to suppress everyone.    

However, just as the giant golden hand was about to touch Zhong Lingying's illusory figure, a beautiful plum flower suddenly flew out with a rotating speed. As it rapidly moved, the plum flower turned into a sharp sword shadow at an extremely fast speed, piercing everyone's eardrums with its sharp edge.    

The sword image formed by the Plum Blossom directly slashed across the big golden hand, the unstoppable Sword Qi was like a holy blade that pierced through tofu, under everyone's shocked gazes, Shen Yunxi's sword directly cut through the huge golden hand formed by Wei Qingfan.    

"Hey, Young Master Wei, don't forget about me." Shen Yunxi was surrounded by waves of sword aura, but his powerful aura was not any weaker than Wei Qingfan's.    

"Hmph." Wei Qingfan sneered, arrogance and disdain appearing between his brows. "Plum Blossom Sword Shen Yunxi, I've heard a lot about you!"    

"How can a mere lowly reputation like yours compare to Young Master Wei?"    

"Since you know you have a lowly name, then go further away."    

A surging True Elemental Strength surged out from Wei Qingfan's body like a waterfall, sweeping up a mountain of pressure and attacking towards his opponent.    

Shen Yunxi did not show any weakness as he condensed the Sword Qi in his palm.    

But when they saw Wei Qingfan and Shen Yunxi, the two top talents fighting each other, everyone below the stage revealed a look of pleasant surprise. This kind of contest wasn't something that could be casually seen.    

And when the two of them fought, the geniuses of Consonance and Difeng Martial Mansion couldn't help but fight each other as well.    

"Humph, Guo Sen, my boy, look at my sword!"    

The arrogant Shang Ze used his sword to stab at Guo Sen. In fact, Guo Sen was stronger than Shang Ze. Under normal circumstances, Shang Ze was no match for him. However, two days ago, in a contest with Chu Hen, Shang Ze had been able to contend with Chu Hen by piercing his palm with the Devil Slayer Spear, even though his right hand had not completely recovered.    

At the same time Guo Sen dodged the opponent's attack, he suddenly said in a low voice, "Hehe, there's no point in arguing with me. Look over there."    

Over there?    

Shang Ze's eyes narrowed as he looked in the direction the other person indicated. On the other side of the Dao Pillar, a young figure was sitting there as if there was no one around him with his eyes closed, like a boulder.    

Shang Ze's face was covered in frost, "Humph, disgraceful brat. Even at a time like this, you're still in your dreams …"    

"Hehe, do you think that people will investigate if we accidentally hurt them?" Guo Sen smiled sinisterly.    

Accidental injury?    

Shang Ze was stunned at first. Then, his eyes lit up as a sinister look flashed across his eyes.    

"You understand?" Guo Sen smiled even more complacently.    

"Hmph." Shang Ze sneered and once again hacked his sword towards his opponent, "Little kid Guo Sen, lie down."    

Compared to the previous strike, Shang Ze's attack was much slower. Guo Sen understood and easily reached out his left arm to grab the opponent's wrist.    

"Hehe, a genius of the Consonance Martial Mansion is only so-so."    

Guo Sen pushed his hand and slapped the other party's arm. The sword in Shang Ze's hand immediately flew out of his grasp and flew towards the same location as the sword. It was none other than the place where Chu Hen was at.    

The glittering sword was like a flowing light that went back thousands of years, emanating an endless, dangerous killing intent.    

"Elder Brother Chu Hen, be careful!" Ye Yao's panicked voice sounded from below the stage.    

In a split-second, everyone's gaze turned to Chu Hen. Their pupils couldn't help but constrict as the sharp treasured sword arrived in front of Chu Hen.    

What was going on?    

Xi Lan, Zuo Mo, Mu Feng, and other instructors with Heavenly Star Martial Mansion were all shocked.    

Long Qingyang, Long Xuanshuang, and the rest were equally shocked.    

Guo Sen's and Shang Ze's faces already revealed a proud smile. In their minds, the scene of Chu Hen's chest being pierced through by a sharp sword appeared.    

However, when the sword was less than ten centimeters away from its target, Chu Hen suddenly opened his eyes. Two bright rays of light shot out.    

He instantly raised his right hand, turned it into a blade with one hand, and accurately slashed onto the Sword Body of the treasured sword.    

A clear and melodious sound was both pleasant to hear and ear-piercing to the ears. One could only see that the treasured sword had been broken into two pieces.    

Immediately after, a cold and ruthless aura surged out from Chu Hen's body. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised as he blurted out with an indifferent voice.    

"Do you really think I've fallen asleep?"