Following Zhou Hu's shout, a classic-style golden bell appeared in front of everyone on the scroll in front of him, and enveloped Zhou Hu tightly.
The big bell is very big, as tall as two people. It is golden in color and surrounded by a circle of faint flames, constantly burning the air. The body of the bell itself is translucent and has a glaze color, so through the bell wall,
You can also see Zhou Hu himself staying inside the big clock, his face calm and calm, and he doesn't seem to be worried about his situation at all.
The next moment, Feng Shaoyang's various attacks all landed on the golden bell.
Bang bang bang...
Boom boom boom...
All kinds of explosions rang out all at once, jingling, clanging, and rumbling, just like a battle on the battlefield.
No matter how ferocious those attacks were, after hitting the big bell, those attacks were as if they were made of water. They either disintegrated on the spot, or were burned completely by the flames on the big clock, not even a trace of ink.
No trace was left.
"What, this guy's defense is actually so strong?"
"Is this the full power of the golden scroll? Zhang Tenglong's performance before was indeed a joke!"
"Oops, Dali Country has such strong defensive skills, so how can they lose?"
Seeing this scene, there were discussions all around. Whether it was the people eating melons from the Dafeng Kingdom or other onlookers, they were all shocked by the second literary cultivator sent by the Dali Kingdom.
What’s even more frightening is that the other party is also a strong literary master!
"This is exciting. Both parties are strong writers. Who wins now depends on their true abilities!"
There were also people in the crowd who were gloating over the misfortune, as if they wished the two sides would fight as miserable as possible.
The crowd in Dali Country also cheered.
"Okay, Zhou Hu did a great job!"
"Although Senior Brother Zhou Hu is not the strongest group in our Canaan Academy, his strength is quite good. Even if the opponent is from the Academy of Arts, it is a joke to beat us. With the 'Sky Fire Glazed Bell' here, Zhou
Senior Brother Tiger is invincible by nature, and even if he is exhausted, he will be able to exhaust the opponent to death!"
"That's right, we will win this game!"
…
Seeing such a situation, people in the Academy of Arts couldn't help but frowned, "Oops, what should we do now? The opponent's defense is too strong. With Feng Shaoyang's strength in the third level of the literary master, this can't be broken at all.
not open."
"Unless you are at the seventh level of literary master, you have no hope of winning."
Even Elder Chun couldn't help but darken when he saw this. Everyone was not a fool. Suddenly, such a strong literary master suddenly appeared on the other side. It was obvious that he could no longer be an ordinary literary cultivator from Dali Country. Then he could only
One possibility is that Zhou Hu is also a member of the Dali Kingdom's envoy.
At this moment, what was originally just a battle between a group of idle cultivators turned into a battle between the Daxuan Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Dali Kingdom's Canaan Academy.
Since then, this competition has become even more unforgettable.
In the field, Feng Shaoyang also discovered the power of the opponent's big bell. Although it was shown in the painting, the bell was like a copper wall. No matter how he attacked, he could not destroy the opponent's big bell. In this way,
How can he win?
Feng Shaoyang couldn't help but said angrily: "Damn it, are you just going to live in this bastard's shell? If you have the ability, come out and compete with me head-on. Come out..."
Dong dong dong...
Feng Shaoyang used the brush in his hand as a knife, and struck the big clock in front of him with his swords like blades, making a buzzing sound, but his attacks could not even make the big clock shake.
Zhou Hu sneered calmly inside the clock and said: "Don't waste your efforts. This is a gold-level scroll. It is equivalent to a literary treasure in itself. With your strength in the third realm of the literary master, it is impossible to break it. As for counterattack...
I'm just afraid that you won't be able to bear my counterattack!"
With a loud shout, Zhou Hu suddenly took action. With a wave of his hand, another golden scroll in front of him slowly unfolded.
Roar……
As soon as the scroll was opened, a beast's roar roared out from the scroll that resounded throughout the world, and a strong evil spirit seemed to turn into substance, condensing into black smoke and floating out from the painting.
boom!
Then an animal claw as big as a pot lid suddenly stepped out of the painting. The claws were hard and narrow, just like sharp spears, and the claws were covered with black and red.
The hair looks like it is made of blood.
This claw alone gives people an unparalleled sense of oppression and suffocation.
"Oh my God, what exactly is painted in this painting? Such a ferocious aura, I'm afraid it's not some ancient ferocious beast!"
The crowd was all shocked and subconsciously moved back in a large circle.
When Feng Shaoyang saw the beast's claw, the hairs all over his body stood up immediately, and goosebumps broke out all over his body, "Oh my God, what is this thing? Why does it have such a terrifying aura before it all appears? This is so scary."
Is this really a painting of the literary master's level? Shouldn't it belong to King Wen?"
When Zhou Hu saw the reaction of the people around him, his face was filled with a look of great pride, and then he introduced to everyone: "The lion beast, this is the 'Hundred Beasts Genealogy' based on the story book of our Junior Brother Yunyang of Canaan College."
It was created as a prototype of a vicious beast in '. The story book has introduced that the lion-eating beast has the body of a lion and the head of a crocodile, and is formed by eating mountain spirits and ghosts. It can frighten all evil spirits and even ferocious beasts in the world.
I am not very good at it, so I can only figure out some charm from story books, and then draw this painting, but now it seems that it should be enough to deal with your literary skills!"
As Zhou Hu finished speaking, the lion beast in the painting jumped out, finally revealing its full appearance.
When everyone looked around, they saw that the ferocious beast had the body of a lion and the head of a crocodile, with a wild tail and a body that was more than a dozen times long. There was a thick black mist surrounding it, and from time to time, the ghosts of evil spirits would emerge from it.
It screamed and roared like crazy, trying to tear people's souls apart. The terrifying nature of such ferocious beasts was unheard of in Daxuan Kingdom.
"Isn't it said that this Dali country is a country that pays the most attention to etiquette and etiquette? How could they come up with such a terrifying beast? It's so scary!"
"Such evil creatures shouldn't appear, yet they still draw them. Are they trying to get closer to evil spirits?!"
"Ah...my head feels like it's going to be torn apart. It hurts so much!"
"The black mist around that ferocious beast is suppressing the ghosts of all the entities and enemies that were killed in the past. It has a terrible impact on the spirit. Please don't look directly at it and cover your ears..."
As soon as the lion beast appeared, all the literary cultivators on the scene changed their colors. Many people were frightened by the evil spirit emerging from the beast. Their faces immediately turned pale, their hands and feet twitched, and some people couldn't help but vomited and fainted on the spot. This
They were all caused by the impact of the ferocious beast's breath and the suppressed screams of the innocent souls.
Seeing this scene, even Su Ping'an was a little moved, "Is this thing so evil?"
But he was fine. Hearing the roars of the angry souls coming from the lion beast, he felt uncomfortable at first, but the Wenxin tree in his body quickly responded, and the 'Xian Xia' two on it reacted quickly.
The words immediately gave rise to a ray of light, releasing a strong and pure energy, which instantly suppressed and purified the discomfort.
But others were not so lucky. Even the students of the liberal arts college and Wen Liang were affected by these evil spirits. The ghosts shouted harshly, and each of them was in a daze. After they came back to their senses, they hurriedly mobilized their literary energy to suppress it, "Just...
The aura is so terrifying, then if this ferocious beast takes action, Feng Shaoyang will be in danger."
Elder Chun of Wenyuan also had a serious look on his face. He did not expect that people from Dali Country would actually draw such terrible things. Now even he was worried about Feng Shaoyang.
The person under the greatest pressure in the field right now was none other than Feng Shaoyang. As he watched the lion beast staring at him and approaching him step by step, cold sweat started to flow from his forehead.
I...hey, if I say I have an urgent need to urinate, can I suspend the test?!