"If that's how it has to be, then die..."
Ning Zhi didn't waste any words.
A finger lightly tapped the forehead, a drop of blood falling, then dripping onto the bronze cymbal.
In an instant, the ordinary bronze cymbal emitted a brilliant light. A terrifying murderous aura emanated from it.
Feeling the palpable killing intent, Chen Ping gritted his teeth and pushed his Dragon Power to its absolute limit.
Faced with such a magic weapon, Chen Ping did not dare to be the slightest bit careless.
Looking at Chen Ping like that, Ning Zhi's lips twitched slightly: "Useless, in front of my magic treasures, you are not even an ant."
Go on, Ning Zhi flung the bronze cymbal in his hand at Chen Ping.
Soon, the copper cymbal grew larger in mid-air, beams of light shooting out from it and directly illuminating Chen Ping.
Instant killing intent filled the air, and everyone stared in astonishment.
Chen Ping gritted his teeth, looking at the copper cymbal pressing down on him. Chen Ping punched out with all his might.
"Holy Light Fist..."
A golden light, like a blazing sun, erupted from Chen Ping's fist.

struck it hard against the copper cymbal.

Unfortunately, the punch landed on the bronze cymbal with no discernible change.
Boom......
The copper cymbal pressed Chen Ping directly into it.
<...And within the cymbals, streaks of killing force continuously slashed across Chen Ping's body...>
The Ning family's town-protecting treasure is surprisingly powerful. Chen Ping didn't even have a chance to resist.
"That's right, Chen Ping was so arrogant at first, he wasn't afraid of all of us. Now he's directly being crushed inside."
"Just you wait, in less than half an hour, Chen Ping will probably be minced meat!"
Seeing Chen Ping being suppressed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to each other.
Ning Zhi looked at the copper cymbal, his heart ached. The magic of this copper cymbal could only be used once.
So after this time, the copper cymbal just became an ordinary thing, no longer a magic artifact.
However, the people of other sects and clans are unaware of this.

Now that they see the Ning family possesses such powerful artifacts, each one becomes even more loyal to the Ning family.
"My lords, Chen Ping has spoiled our fun today. Let's move to the other villa hall and continue the banquet…"
Although these clans and aristocratic families had all felt a desire to retreat when they fought Chen Ping just now.
However, Ning Zhi couldn't vent his anger at this, after all, these people had just pledged allegiance to the Ning family. Therefore, Ning Zhi had to win them over.
However, just as Ning Zhi was about to lead people to other halls to continue the banquet.
A sudden sound began to come from within the copper cymbal!
<...thump...thump...thump...>
Chen Ping seemed to be trapped within the bronze cymbal, struggling desperately.
"What sound is that? Could Chen Ping still be resisting?"
Someone looked towards the bronze cymbal.
"Don't worry, no matter how he resists, he won't be able to break free. In ten or fifteen minutes, he'll be nothing but mush."
Ning Zhi said without a care in the world.
"Chen Ping is too monstrous! Not only can he resist the corruption of a golden body, but his flesh is also so resilient."
"If it were an ordinary martial artist, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold on inside this bronze cymbal for even two minutes."
It's a pity that Chen Ping is so stubborn. If he were willing to humble himself and join the Ning family, we could have enough strength to stand against the Martial Alliance with him.
The crowd buzzed with discussion and lament...
Just as people were discussing it, the sound from within the copper cymbal grew louder and louder.
Not only did sound emanate from it, but the bronze cymbal also began to bulge with one pouch after another.

Everyone was stunned.
And Ning Zhi's face became even uglier.
At this moment, Ning Zhi couldn't describe his feelings.
If Chen Ping could really break this bronze cymbal, Ning Zhi's face would be slapped.
And others were even more afraid to confront Chen Ping.

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