บท 388: Backward Application, Glorious Tradition

A small stone arch, and three weird bells.

There was a stone bell, a paper bell, and a fog bell. Ever since the establishment of the Sacred Martial Hall, no martial artist had ever rung the fog bell when they first entered Sacred Martial Hall. 

The paper bell had always been a terminator.

Throughout the history of Sacred Martial Hall, Gao Yuan was clear that among all the young martial artists who had just entered the Sacred Martial Hall for evaluation, those who rang the paper bell could be counted easily.

Fog bell? Gao Yuan shook his head gently. There was never any young martial artist who was able to ring it when they had just joined Sacred Martial Hall for evaluation.

Even that monster kid in the history of Sacred Martial Hall wasn't able to ring the fog bell when he first entered Sacred Martial Hall.