Ding~
Some of the moss on the Self-Ringing Bell was wiped off, but aside from that, there was no change.
Qin Haoyu paused, then suddenly swung the whip again.
Ding ding~
No response.
Ding ding ding~
Still no response.
Ding ding ding ding ding ding~
Qin Haoyu swung the Red Whip, madly striking the Self-Ringing Bell, and now Wang Xuancheng couldn't pretend he didn't see it anymore, hurriedly stepping forward to stop him: "What are you doing, whipping a top?"
"This doesn't make sense."
Qin Haoyu looked dazedly at the Red Whip in his hand, a treasure bestowed by the Flame Emperor, how could it have no effect?
At some point, Master Zhengyang appeared beside Qin Haoyu, glanced at the Red Whip in his hand, felt the Martial Arts Will attached by the Flame Emperor, and sighed, saying to Qin Haoyu, "Stop trying, the Wish Power and Thought Ability condensed on the Self-Ringing Bell have been exhausted, hitting it a hundred times won't work."
"How can it be?"
