Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1740 - 403: Chen 94_3

Thus, his emotions were in constant turmoil, much like a roller coaster's unpredictable ride.

Beside him, Fang Susu wore a similarly grave expression, having witnessed the sheer intensity of the recent combat firsthand.

Observing the chaotic battlefield, Fang Zheng’s face was etched with awe, compelling him to marvel at the sheer number of martial artists existing in this world!

Across the way, Liu Caidie’s fists were tightly clenched; victory had seemed within her grasp.

However, to her utter shock, the monk still possessed a hidden ace, the formidable Golden Bell Shield technique.

She then turned her gaze towards Du Xiong; throughout this entire ordeal, he had been the sole individual to expound upon the formidable might of Master Kong Wen.

As her eyes met his, they were alight with fervent excitement, a burning passion within them.

Could this truly be the Golden Bell Shield?

Was this the legendary, advanced iteration of the Golden Bell Shield?

Magnificent, truly magnificent!

Du Xiong’s countenance was a mask of deep admiration; he possessed an intimate understanding of the arduous difficulty involved in cultivating the Golden Bell Shield.

Each stage was a meticulously planned progression, a formidable obstacle at every single turn.

Despite his considerable efforts, he had only managed to attain the Sixth Layer of mastery.

Ascending to the Seventh Layer felt as challenging as scaling the very heavens, let alone reaching the Eighth Layer, or even the coveted Ninth Layer.

It was virtually akin to a mythical legend.

Those who have never undertaken the rigorous training of the Golden Bell Shield could never truly fathom its profound difficulty.

"And to think this monk can employ the Golden Bell Shield, it's truly infuriating; victory was so close," Han Ling'er exclaimed.

Upon hearing Han Ling'er's lament, Du Xiong scoffed, "Han Ling'er, concede defeat; Chen Jiusi is powerless to rescue your brother!"

"You, you are speaking utter drivel!"

Han Ling'er retorted with fierce indignation, while Du Xiong sneered, "Do you have any inkling of the proficiency level reached by Master Kong Wen's Golden Bell Shield?"

"What level?"

Han Ling'er inquired, prompting Du Xiong to declare, "It is the Ninth Layer Golden Bell Shield."

"Do you comprehend the sheer might embodied by the Ninth Layer Golden Bell Shield? Allow me to illustrate: breaking through its defenses would necessitate the power wielded by an expert of the Melt God Realm.

"Furthermore, even if a breach were possible, Master Kong Wen would likely sustain minimal injury."

"Chen Jiusi, while formidable, is incapable of unleashing an attack comparable to that of a Melt God Realm expert."

"The disparity in power between the Molten Furnace Realm and the Melt God Realm is an insurmountable chasm."

"It is not a gap that can be bridged by sheer combat prowess alone; therefore, for Chen Jiusi to overcome Master Kong Wen, he must elevate his cultivation to the Melt God Realm."

"Alas, there is no Melt God Pill currently available for his consumption. Thus, if he cannot shatter this Golden Bell Shield, how could he possibly emerge victorious? Haha..."

"And if he cannot win, how then can your brother, the Little Ming King, be saved?"

"Consequently, all his endeavors are utterly futile, completely in vain, hahaha..."

Du Xiong erupted into hearty laughter, tears streaming down his face from the sheer amusement.

Witnessing Du Xiong's unrestrained mirth, Han Ling'er retaliated with an angry kick.

Though Du Xiong tumbled to the ground from the impact, a broad grin persisted on his face.

He relished the sight of Han Ling'er's mounting frustration.

While Du Xiong continued his boisterous laughter, Han Ling'er seethed with rage, and the accompanying elders murmured amongst themselves.

Chen Long queried, "Do you believe the disciple with the surname Chen will prevail?"

Mei Tu responded, "It appears unlikely; while Du Xiong's words are coarse and he often suffers for them, he speaks the truth. The Ninth Layer Golden Bell Shield is certainly beyond Chen's current capabilities unless he can miraculously achieve the Melt God Realm instantaneously."

Chen Long mused, "Hmm, it seems our unfortunate Little Ming King is destined to endure further hardship."

"Monkey, why remain so silent?"

Monkey turned his gaze towards Chen Long and stated, "Chen Long, your collective assessment holds merit; by all conventional logic, Chen Jiusi is indisputably incapable of defeating Kong Wen."

"However, I harbor a persistent intuition that this young man possesses a mysterious power, often enabling him to transmute dire defeat into glorious victory."

"Moreover, I sincerely hope for his triumph, at the very least, that he does not perish at the hands of Kong Wen."

"Let us not forget that our antidote remains in Kong Wen's possession!"

Upon hearing this critical reminder, Chen Long and Mei Tu exchanged a knowing glance and promptly fell silent.

Monkey's point was valid; if Chen Jiusi were to meet his end here, it would not bode well for their own circumstances.

They were still suffering from the lingering effects of the potent poison from the Brain God Pill, a wicked concoction left by Chen Jie!

With these somber thoughts, a profound silence descended upon them as all eyes turned towards the unfolding battlefield.

At this very moment on the combat stage, Chen Jie and Kong Wen locked gazes once more.

Kong Wen addressed Chen Jie, stating, "Amitabha Buddha, esteemed Mr. Chen, I implore you to cease your efforts; you are incapable of breaching my Golden Bell Shield."

Chen Jie regarded the shimmering Golden Bell Shield enveloping Kong Wen, a knot of worry tightening in his chest.

He wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth as he initiated the Spring Word Technique, a formidable ability drawn from the legendary Four Seasons Celestial Phenomenon Technique.

The Spring Word Technique worked swiftly to mend Chen Jie's internal organs, which had been violently reverberated by the overwhelming force of the Golden Bell Shield.

Having taken a deep, restorative breath, he focused on improving his depleted condition.After concluding these matters, Chen Jie addressed Master Kong Wen. "The Golden Bell Shield, its legendary status precedes it." he stated. "To have the opportunity to witness Shaolin's genuine Golden Bell Shield firsthand is truly an honor!" Kong Wen clasped his hands together, responding, "Esteemed Mr. Chen, your praise is most generous." Chen Jie continued, "I recall this formidable Golden Bell Shield was originally developed by Dharma Ancestor." Dharma Ancestor, having journeyed from overseas, sought to establish his presence in the Central Plains. "He took his position at Shaolin's entrance, enduring challenges from numerous martial arts experts who subjected him to punches, kicks, sword strikes, and even attempts at scalding and drowning." he recounted. "For a hundred days, he neither slept nor ate, even consuming potent poisons from the shipyards, yet he remained entirely unharmed, his spirit as radiant as ever." "This incredible feat sent shockwaves through the martial arts community, solidifying Shaolin's foundation and commanding respect across the land." "It became a tale etched into history, and today, I am privileged to be a witness to its resurgence." Kong Wen chuckled, "Haha, Mr. Chen possesses a remarkable understanding of Shaolin's history." "Were it not for the circumstances of our encounter today, I would have genuinely desired to invite you to share a pot of tea and converse about bygone eras and current affairs."