"Curator Du, I'm not bad, right?" Li Dachui looked at the judges not far away and asked excitedly, only to see them shaking their heads.
Curator Du scolded angrily, "You sound like a fart. How can it count?
You have to make a sound from the inside to be qualified. "
Li Dachui smiled awkwardly. He was not convinced and struck out a few more times. Although his aura was not weak, he still could not make the bell ring. Seeing this scene, the others could not help but secretly click their tongues. This strong man was at the early stage of Covert Jing, but he was so weak. In fact, this was not an ordinary bell, but a special one. The outer wall of the bell could weaken most of the Qi-Jin, so it was not easy to ring the inside.
"Unqualified!"
Thirty seconds passed very quickly, and Li Dachui was directly eliminated. Usually, these judges would give marks one by one. However, there was no point in giving marks to a person who had failed in such a manner, lest it would be too much of a blow to others. For extremely famous big shots like them to gather together, it could be considered as a great favor to the younger generation.
Hearing this judgment, Li Dachui could not help but hang his head dejectedly. As an expert at the early stage of Covert Jing, he did not even have the qualifications to be shortlisted. Then, the second examinee walked over quickly and asked respectfully, "Senior Du, may I ask if I can use martial arts?"
"Yes." Curator Du nodded.
Li Dachui, who was eliminated just now, immediately complained, "Ah, why didn't you say that I could use martial arts earlier? This is not fair!"
"Shut up, you idiot. With the degree of condensation of your Qi-Jin, even if you use martial arts, it will be useless."
Curator Du glared at him, and a strong pressure fell on him, instantly turning Li Dachui into a frosted eggplant.
The second examinee was somewhat lucky. Fortunately, he was not ashamed to ask. After circulating his Qi, he shouted, "Flaming Fist!"
An extremely violent Qi-Jin swept over quickly. "Bang." Although the sound was louder than Li Dachui's, it was not as crisp as the sound of a bell.
"Unqualified!" Soon, the judges gave the result.
Just like that, seven or eight elites and outstanding talents all failed. The atmosphere in the venue was a little strange.
"Aiya, isn't this purely making things difficult for us?
How is it possible to make a specially made bronze bell and let us use our strength to strike it? "
"That's right. I don't even know who designed this selection. It's just a mess."
"Yes, when the time comes, all of them will be shaved bald and none of them will be nominated. That would be a joke."
The eliminated participants couldn't help but whisper among themselves with a trace of displeasure. After all, they felt like they had punched the surface of the sea, unable to use their abilities.
However, they also felt a little guilty. Usually, they only cared about enjoying themselves and had little time to cultivate. Many of them were cramming at the last minute, hoping to meet a weaker opponent so that they would have a chance to advance a few rounds. In the end, Curator Du was in charge of this competition and came up with a strange test. Some people came from afar, but they didn't even get a chance to fight and ended up being eliminated. Naturally, they didn't feel good.
"Let me try."
Because the elimination rate was too high, no one volunteered for a long time. This male voice attracted many people's attention. I frowned. It was Ou Yangjun. Although there were many examples of people being eliminated before, he still had a calm expression. It seemed like he had a card up his sleeve.
Compared to those who were only slightly famous, Ou Yangjun's appearance was definitely the focus of attention. In a sense, Ou Yangjun could be considered the host. After all, the Ou Yangjun family was the tyrant of Kun City. There were very few martial arts families that could be on par with them. Moreover, Ou Yangjun was a genius that Master Ou Yangjun had personally cultivated.
Even the judges stopped talking and looked at Ou Yangjun with interest. Ou Yangjun enjoyed these burning gazes very much. It was as if his life was supposed to be a focal point.
Then, Ou Yangjun walked to the line and activated the Qi in his body. Instantly, it attracted a lot of exclamations.
"Late stage of negative Jing!?"
"Oh my god, Young Master Ou Yangjun actually broke through!"
"Oh my god, he's probably the one with the highest cultivation among the participants, right?"
"Hehe, this is interesting. If even he can't make the bronze bell ring, then it wouldn't be a shame for me to be eliminated."
His majestic and vigorous energy flowed continuously in the palm of his hand, forming a condensed cyclone. Suddenly, he struck out with his palm, and the cyclone flew towards the lower part of the copper bell.
To be honest, Ou Yangjun didn't dare to be careless. He basically gave it his all. Because Du Hongchen was very tight-lipped, even the Ou Yangjun family didn't have any clues before. Therefore, they suddenly added a threshold and got a strange bronze bell. The guys before him were all thoroughly eliminated. He represented the face of the Ou Yangjun family, so he couldn't allow any accidents to happen.
"Dang ~ ~" A clear sound reverberated throughout the hall, and it was very pleasant to listen to. The huge copper bell also swayed, and it only stopped after a long time. After a short period of silence, a thunderous applause erupted.
In the past, they had only heard of the reputation of the Ou Yangjun family. But now that they saw it with their own eyes, it was another kind of shock. At this moment, the previous batch of people became the stepping stones. Their failure and loneliness reflected the infinite glory of Ou Yangjun.
However, the key was still the judges. If they deliberately nitpicked bones in an egg, it would be hard to say. But from the looks of admiration on the faces of the judges, they should have passed the assessment. As expected, they quickly gave the scores.
"95 points, 100 points, 100 points …" Seeing the scores given by the judges, even the beautiful hostess cried out in excitement.
"Wow, the average score is 97 points!
As expected of the Young Master of our Ou Yangjun family. I dare to guarantee that this score will definitely be the highest! "She winked at Ou Yangjun. If there weren't a lot of people around, she might have already pounced on him.
Although her words were a little arrogant, no one denied it. Compared to those dejected losers, Ou Yangjun's high score was well-deserved. They roughly looked at the judges. Among the judges, the lowest score was also 90 points, which was given by Director Du.
Actually, he already knew that Ou Yangjun would succeed. Therefore, he didn't have any expectations. For a genius in the late stage of Dark Jing, as long as he paid a little attention to the method, it wouldn't be difficult for him to ring the bronze bell. The reason why he was only given 90 points was because he didn't have anything worth being happy about.
If it was really like what the beautiful hostess said, then there was nothing worth looking forward to in this year's elite selection. There was also a lot of suspense.
With Ou Yangjun's success, the others were a little more confident. Just as they were about to go up, I strode over. "I'll go first!"