From atop the thousand-zhang tower, three huge bell tones resounded.
These three bell tones spread throughout the entire Victorious Martial Academy, whether it was the upper, middle, or lower levels, all could clearly hear the bell ringing.
"Is that the bell from the Path to Heaven?"
"What’s going on, why would the Path to Heaven suddenly ring the bell?"
"The last time the Path to Heaven rang, it was fifteen years ago when Crown Prince Zhi Lingtian participated in the entrance assessment. It had only sounded once before, what’s happening this time?"
"Could it be that among this year’s newcomers, there is actually someone who has surpassed Zhi Lingtian?"
In the entire Victorious Martial Academy, almost everyone stopped what they were doing and looked toward the direction of the thousand-zhang tower.
At the same time, countless figures suddenly dashed towards the discovery at the thousand-zhang tower, eager to see what was happening.
Originally, there were only about a hundred elders and Hall Masters who came to watch.
Now that the bell had rung, nearly three hundred elders and Hall Masters had gathered around this thousand-zhang tower.
All the elders and Hall Masters of the Victorious Martial Academy had come, even those who normally wouldn’t participate in such viewings were all present.
"The Hall Masters of the Battle Hall, Martial Hall, and Combat Hall, all three major halls are here."
The gathered Martial Artists exclaimed as they saw one figure after another arriving.
Among the countless halls of the Victorious Martial Academy, there were three main halls that stood high above, never challenged by any other hall.
They were the Battle Hall, Martial Hall, and Combat Hall.
These three halls had existed since the foundation of the Victorious Martial Academy and had grown immensely over a millennium.
The Hall Masters of these three halls, usually as elusive as dragons, were now all appearing at the same time.
"Elder Mo, are you still not planning to take this young man as a disciple?"
Hall Master Qin asked with a smile, looking at Elder Mo beside him.
"It’s unexpected that this youngster has managed to draw the attention of the Hall Masters from all three major halls."
"Take a disciple? Even if I wanted to take a disciple now, it would probably not be my turn."
Elder Mo watched as more and more people arrived and shook his head helplessly.
Although he was now interested in taking Chu Fengmian as a disciple, countless elders from the Victorious Martial Academy had already arrived.
Even the three Hall Masters had come, and even if he wanted to take a disciple, he couldn’t possibly compete with the three Hall Masters.
"It’s rare to see you both here."
Martial Hall Master commented to the Combat Hall Master and the Battle Hall Master beside him, his mouth twitching as he spoke.
"What brings the two of you here this time?"
"There’s no need to play dumb here; everyone has come for the same reason, haven’t they?"
Combat Hall Master said coldly.
"The last time the bells tolled on the Path to Heaven, it heralded the rise of Zhi Lingtian. Now the bells have rung again, and everyone wants to see who it is this time."
"This young man, he doesn’t seem to be a disciple from any major family, yet he possesses such terrifying talent."
Battle Hall Master also said.
"He has already broken the records once held by Zhi Lingtian. It’s unknown to what heights he will eventually soar."
The three of them exchanged a few words before they all fell silent, continuing to watch Chu Fengmian’s performance on the Path to Heaven.
Chu Fengmian, after defeating the phantom on the forty-fifth floor, then continued to display his might.
The forty-sixth floor, the forty-seventh floor, the forty-eighth floor...
In just a few minutes, Chu Fengmian had already reached the fiftieth floor.
This time, the challenger Chu Fengmian needed to face was a Martial Artist of the third level in the Sea of Gods realm, five levels higher than Chu Fengmian.
"The fiftieth floor!"
"This number, ever since the birth of our Wusheng Academy, no newcomer has ever reached it."
"To break into the fiftieth floor of this heavenly path counts even an Inner Sect Disciple among the peak of the strong."
"This Chu Fengmian is just a newcomer after all, one who has not even been trained by the academy, yet he’s so terrifying!"
The astonishment wasn’t limited to that watching Martial Artist.
Many Hall Masters and Elders were also filled with shock.
This generation at Wusheng Academy had actually produced such an incredible talent, one even more formidable than the former Zhi Lingtian.
"Fiftieth floor, Chu Fengmian must have reached his limit by now."
Watching Chu Fengmian’s silhouette, countless people could no longer guess his limits, but this fiftieth floor was only achievable by some Core Disciples.
In the eyes of many, this fifty floors must be Chu Fengmian’s limit.
"This man, I must take him as my disciple!" an Elder suddenly shouted, desperately wanting to take Chu Fengmian as his disciple due to his talent.
"Humph, you think it’s up to you? Such a talent, our Heavenly Termination Hall must take him!"
"What’s Heavenly Termination Hall? This lad’s swordsmanship is so remarkable; naturally, it should be our Nine Sword Hall!"
Some Hall Masters and Elders had already started arguing.
They were all waiting for Chu Fengmian to fail, then they would rush up to him and offer to take him as their disciple.
"Fifty floors, looks like I can’t keep the Battle Dragon Technique hidden anymore," Chu Fengmian thought to himself as he looked at the apparition before him.
He had reached this level relying solely on his own strength, swordsmanship, and movement technique.
He had not yet activated the ancient Dragon Blood lineage.
To advance further, he couldn’t hide the Battle Dragon Technique any longer.
Chu Fengmian muttered to himself, as his body’s ancient Dragon Blood began to boil.
From Chu Fengmian’s body, massive amounts of Spiritual Power were wildly amassing, beginning to burst forth.
Seeing the eruption of Spiritual Power from Chu Fengmian, numerous Elders’ faces had turned to astonishment.
"Chu Fengmian still has a trump card!"
"Could this lad be a monster?"
"Looking at him, is he intending to challenge an even higher level?"
Some Elders said blankly.
Chu Fengmian showed no signs of fear.
To a general Martial Artist, fifty floors were an astronomical figure, but for Chu Fengmian, it was still not enough.
How could such a performance be sufficient for him?
Chu Fengmian was destined to be the emperor of the Nine Domains, to challenge the seven major sects.
To him, fifty floors were still too few!
"Dragon Battle in the Field!"
Chu Fengmian’s figure suddenly charged at the apparition.
In his hand, the Xuanqing Sword’s edge gathered a dragon pattern.
Now the ancient Dragon Blood in Chu Fengmian had grown strong enough to influence his swordsmanship; the ancient dragon’s majesty and Chu Fengmian’s Sword Intent fused into one.
In a flash of Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge, a Dragon Roar resonated fiercely.