Berserk God of War-Chapter 1386: Eighteen Weapons, Twelve Rings Are Enough
If this continues, in the end, you have to deal with all the phantoms, and one misstep means failure.
Without thinking further, Sikong Jing continued to charge forward...
Outside, Cang Yuan and the others clenched their fists tighter and tighter.
Next came the fifth ring, the sixth ring... When everyone was expecting the seventh ring, Cang Yuan’s teeth were already chattering, and when the seventh ring finally resounded, he broke into a frenzied smile.
Then, his voice trembled, "Quick, send a message to the Peak Master, hurry up..."
It was already the seventh ring, matching Pei Yuzheng from Qianwang Holy Tower, of course, they had to inform the Peak Master.
The Little Deacons were also excited and flustered, quickly writing a message.
But at this moment, Cang Yuan suddenly looked sharply at dozens of spectators outside, and said hoarsely, "Wait, seal off the area around Tie Cang’s Wuming Stone, no one is allowed in or out."
The identity of the black-clad youth was unknown, coupled with the presence of Pei Yuzheng from Qianwang Holy Tower, so they decided to seal off the area before waiting for the Peak Master’s orders.
As such, the Message Bird flew out at high speed, and the surrounding area was tightly sealed, everyone looked again in unison at Sikong Jing.
Dong...
The eighth ring sounded, and Cang Yuan’s mind was reeling, then he shouted loudly, "Send a message to the Peak Master, keep sending messages."
Surpassing Pei Yuzheng, what a thrill!
Dong...
When the ninth ring sounded, Cang Yuan could no longer stand, directly sitting down and said, "Send messages, don’t stop."
Next was the tenth, eleventh, twelfth...
Every time a ring sounded, Cang Yuan sent a Message Bird straight to Sacred Canggu Peak.
And when it reached twelve rings, everyone held their breath. If it could surpass twelve rings, it would match the historical record of thirteen rings held by Su Old Demon.
That would be earth-shattering, unparalleled.
Cang Yuan still remembered when he was young, Su Old Demon rang thirteen times, the entire Sacred Canggu Peak was stirred, and all of Canggu City went mad, much more explosive than earlier.
The Old Saintess at that time even wanted to invite Su Old Demon to marry into her family, but Su Old Demon refused without hesitation and turned away.
Thirteen rings, will there be thirteen rings?
In the illusion, Sikong Jing’s phantom stood blankly before the giant bell, if it struck now it would be the thirteenth ring, but he hesitated a little before smiling, reaching out a finger and gently flicking the giant bell.
The sound was so small that only he could hear it... 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Sikong Jing muttered with a smile, "The record should belong to Grandpa Su, he represents an era and the faith of countless non-combat Martial Artists of the Central Plains, there’s no need to break his record, twelve rings are enough."
Having said that, he flickered back to the original starting point...
Because he gently flicked the bell, it counted as the thirteenth ring, but no one knew except him, so the challenge of the fourteenth ring continued, now Sikong Jing knew, eighteen kinds of weapons.
Tie Cang’s Wuming Stone, it can reach up to eighteen rings!
...
Meanwhile, at Sacred Canggu Peak!
Tie Binghun stood at the peak, gazing in the direction of Canggu City, muttering to himself, "May Grandmaster Tie Cang bless us, Sacred Canggu Peak must overcome the current crisis, Soldier Killing Nine Stars Map mustn’t be broken."
He had received the message, Pei Yuzheng had already solved two major problems, only the last one remained.
Chirp...
Just then, a Message Bird landed in his hand, Tie Binghun trembled slightly with fear that it might be a message from the Soldier Formation Master Guild, but when he saw the origin of the Message Bird, he sighed in relief.
"What is Cang Yuan doing, suddenly sending me a message at this time?"
Tie Binghun was very nervous, but at Tie Cang’s Wuming Stone, Cang Yuan shouldn’t have anything important to report.
Finally, he opened the letter, his eyes widened slightly, and he exclaimed, "Seven rings, black-clad youth?"
In an instant, Tie Binghun was stunned, where did this black-clad youth come from?
However, the letter was clear and detailed, the black-clad youth seemed to be just passing through Canggu City, with no entourage or experts around, looking less like someone from a major power.
In the next moment, Tie Binghun no longer dwelled on the origin of the black-clad youth, but instead clenched the letter tightly.
"Another seven rings means even if Pei Yuzheng solves three major problems, I can have an excuse saying there’s a genius at Tie Cang’s Wuming Stone matching him, need to defeat this genius before discussing anything else."
His eyes glinted, Tie Binghun saw the tremendous value in these new seven rings.
"Just afraid this person is also from Qianwang Holy Tower?"
Like Cang Lin, Tie Binghun suddenly felt a bit worried because the timing was just too coincidental.
Chirp...
Just as Tie Binghun hesitated whether to summon the elders for consultation, another Message Bird flew over, and he was stunned again.
Another message from Cang Yuan, what’s he doing again?
But immediately his eyes lit up, then tremblingly he said, "Could it be, the eighth ring?"
Without any hesitation, Tie Binghun quickly took out the letter, and in just an instant, it turned into fragments and scattered.
It was indeed the eighth ring without a doubt, he said again quietly, "Then it can’t be someone from Qianwang Holy Tower, they wouldn’t undermine Pei Yuzheng, so this eighth ring has significant meaning."
If it surpassed Pei Yuzheng, there would be more opportunities for manipulation.
Chirp...
While Tie Binghun pondered on what to do, the third Message Bird appeared, causing his mind to tremble greatly.
"No way? The ninth ring?"
When he opened the letter again, his whole body trembled, it really was the ninth ring.
This time, he didn’t hesitate to open his mouth, loudly saying, "All elders and venerables, assemble at Canggu Hall."
And when they were assembled, Tie Binghun was already trembling, as he had received the Message Bird of the eleventh ring.
When he shared this news with all the elders and venerables, the whole assembly was astonished!
"Besides Su Old Demon’s thirteen rings, when was the last eleven rings?" an elder softly asked.
Immediately an elder replied, "Eighty-odd years ago, Peak Master."
Everyone looked at Tie Binghun in unison, the last eleven rings were created by Tie Binghun in his youth, as for eleven rings by an outsider, it was more than two hundred years ago.
The entire main hall was extremely silent... Next moment, chirp!
A Message Bird landed in Tie Binghun’s hand, and the whole scene was trembling incessantly.
Then, under the expectant gaze of everyone, the Iron Soldier Army announced with a trembling voice the news of the twelfth ring.
"Let’s go, we must immediately set out to see who exactly this black-clad youth is."
By this time, Tie Binghun could no longer sit still, twelve rings represented formidable Martial Arts Talent, and it also represented a breakthrough means against Qianwang Holy Tower’s wolf-like ambitions, how could he stay put?
In an instant, the core figures of Sacred Canggu Peak were led by Tie Binghun towards Canggu City at great speed.
...
In Canggu City, Cang Yuan and the others had long awaited the thirteenth ring, it has been some time now.
"It seems this black-clad youth can’t break Su Old Demon’s record," a deacon said softly, a look of regret on his face.
