Chapter 1905: Copper Gong

Zhong Qing always valued cultivation and inner peace. In his spare time, he constantly practiced calligraphy, which led to his astonishing mastery of the art. Many powerful individuals specifically sought out his calligraphy, just to calm their minds and soothe their spirits.

Given his cultivation and temperament, a simple assessment should not have affected him. However, eight of his descendants, including his own grandson, were all eliminated. He had initially intended to test the depths of these two individuals, but to his surprise, a renowned figure of the Grand Scholars' Hall had been... scorned!

So weak...

Weak? How am I weak?

Despite his anger, he couldn't help but recall the recent fight.

Although the two didn't use formations, their coordination was flawless, almost without fault. Even he, a Grand Completion Immortal Realm expert, couldn't discern their next move, which led to him falling for their trick.

"Are these... the moves that Fan Xiaoxu taught you?"

Swallowing back the blood he was about to spit out, Zhong Qing took a deep breath and couldn't help but look at them.

Although he hadn't met these two before, he had reviewed their profiles. There was no way they could have comprehended such powerful martial techniques on their own.

"Yes!"

Fan Xiaofeng and the other person nodded.

They were actually a bit bewildered themselves. They had thought a Grand Scholar who suppressed his cultivation would be extremely powerful, but unexpectedly, using Fan Xiaoxu's combat methods, he was as weak and vulnerable as a little chick!

This implied that if they diligently practiced, they could truly become invincible at the same cultivation level?

"Then do you know who taught him these moves?" Zhong Qing asked.

"He comprehended them himself!" Fan Xiaofeng replied.

They had specifically asked him before, and he had replied that he had gained a sudden enlightenment and inspiration on the way here.

"Comprehended them himself? This talent..."

Looking up at the sky, Zhong Qing's breathing quickened.

To create such formidable combat techniques purely through self-comprehension, coupled with instantly deciphering the formations on the jade token, his talent was simply astonishing.

"Yuan Feng, you few watch over them for now. I'll head back to the Grand Scholars' Hall to see who he chooses as his teacher..."

Unable to contain himself any longer, he turned and left.

No matter who this individual chose as a teacher, he had to establish a good relationship with them. As long as they didn't fall, their future was bound to be boundless!

Zhang Xuan was unaware that Zhong Qing had been thoroughly beaten by the two of them. At this moment, he continued to advance in the direction indicated by the jade token.

To be honest, he really wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength wouldn't allow it!

Being the first to enter the Grand Scholars' Hall now, there was no way he could conceal himself any longer.

However, it didn't matter. As long as he didn't reveal his identity as an outsider, and simply got what he wanted and left, it probably wouldn't cause too much commotion.

After flying for a moment, a bright light appeared before him, followed by the sight of a vast folded space.

This space was much more stable, giving him a feeling of returning to the Master Teacher Continent. The spiritual energy was also similar to that of some sacred lands. Upon entering, his pores involuntarily opened, greedily absorbing it.

Before him stood countless halls, each exuding an ancient charm, as if built tens of thousands of years ago.

"We're here..."

Knowing this must be the Grand Scholars' Hall, Zhang Xuan shifted his body and flew downwards. Before he could land, a beam of light rapidly approached him.

The light was not aggressive; it stopped before him, revealing a colossal gong. It flew straight to his feet, and then a tremendous force continuously pressed against him, seemingly preventing him from landing and lifting him into the air.

"Another test?"

He raised an eyebrow.

He was about to reach the Grand Scholars' Hall, and suddenly this gong appeared, trying to push him back. It was clearly a test for him.

Since he had already come this far, what was another test?

Shaking his head, Zhang Xuan stopped overthinking. He stomped his foot hard, and the power within him immediately surged downwards through his sole.

The gong could no longer withstand it and shot straight downwards.

With a slight smile, Zhang Xuan followed closely, flying down.

At the entrance of the Grand Scholars' Hall, a row of middle-aged individuals stood, both men and women, all dressed in attire similar to Nangong Yuanfeng.

It was clear at a glance that they were the Grand Scholars of this place.

"It should take at least a day for them to arrive here after the assessment. Isn't it a bit too eager to come so early?"

A middle-aged woman walked over, smiling.

"We might be eager, but so are you, aren't you? If you weren't eager, why would you come at this time?" A middle-aged man retorted, raising an eyelid.

"I just wanted to see if there would be any geniuses this time..." The middle-aged woman snorted softly, then stopped talking to him. She turned her head and asked, "Mi Xuan, why did you bring this gong here?"

Everyone looked and indeed saw a middle-aged man striding over, a colossal gong constantly spinning above his head, blocking out the sunlight.

This gong was a treasure that Mi Xuan had just successfully refined. Why would he bring it here instead of properly studying it at home?

"Haha, as you all know, my bloodline talent is strength! I specifically made this item to test new students!" Mi Xuan chuckled.

"Testing new students?"

The middle-aged woman sneered, "This thing is incredibly heavy. You're not thinking of using it to smash the newcomers to death, are you?"

"Of course not!"

Mi Xuan grinned, "However, I'll have this gong push the incoming examinee back. As long as they can endure on my gong for ten breaths, they can become my disciple, and I will impart my full teachings..."

"Endure for ten breaths? Are you still dreaming...?"

Hearing his words, everyone gasped.

This fellow possessed immense strength, and the gong was incredibly powerful. When combined, even they might not be able to withstand it, let alone a Saint Realm Ninth Layer cultivator.

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden roar in the sky, and a brilliant light erupted.

"Someone has broken the seal and is coming through! Why so fast today?"

Everyone was stunned.

They had thought they'd have to wait a full day, but unexpectedly, someone arrived in the blink of an eye.

"To break the seal so quickly, their strength must not be weak. Perfect for me to test the power of my gong..."

With a soft chuckle, Mi Xuan flicked his palm, and the enormous gong above everyone's heads immediately flew towards the sky's entrance. In the blink of an eye, it blotted out the sun.

Boom!

Before it even reached the sky, an even louder clang echoed, and it came flying back.

Mi Xuan was astonished that the gong flew back before it could even block the entrance. His hair stood on end, and he quickly channeled his strength to stop its descent. Only then did he feel as if an entire world was pressing down from above the gong, a force he simply couldn't contend with.

"Quick, help me..."

His body plunged rapidly, unable to hold on any longer, and he hastily cried out.

Everyone's expression changed simultaneously. They rushed towards the sky to meet it.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Upon contact with the gong, everyone vomited blood, crushed by an irresistible force.

Plop! Plop!

A group of Grand Scholars fell to the ground like dumplings dropping into a pot.

The gong landed on the ground, pinning all of them beneath it, their traces disappearing from sight.

Just as this group of people was smashed into the ground, a figure appeared above the gong.

He looked around, his brows furrowed.

"Weren't there supposed to be many Grand Scholar teachers welcoming me? How come I don't see any..."

Shaking his head with a helpless expression, Zhang Xuan continued to fly forward.