Chapter 193: Drumming and Asking

Ask on the drums!

From a formal point of view, only soldiers can strike, Wang Baole is already a soldier, he has the qualifications!

In fact, the reason why only soldiers can strike is because the drumsticks need to be made on the spot, and the quality of this drumsticks is a third-grade spiritual treasure.

Wang Baole also has this point!

Seeing Wang Baole going straight to Wenshanggu and looking around at the crowd, everyone's expressions suddenly changed, their eyes widened, and their hearts were even more shocked.

"Ask Shanggu!! This Wang Baole is so confident?"

"Every soldier has only one chance in his life. Wang Baole is going all out!"

"It's been a few years since I've seen anyone beating the Wenshang Drum!"

When the discussion of the people around spread out, the examiners like Wang Baole were also startled. Lin Tianhao took a deep breath, feeling uneasy in his heart. He knew very well that Wang Baole's spiritual treasure surpassed himself.

But after noticing the calmness of the pavilion master, Lin Tianhao's heart moved.

The Master of the Fabing Pavilion is indeed very calm, even if Wang Baole went to ask Shanggu, he still looked as usual, and his heart was even more contemptuous.

"Childish, even if Wang Baole succeeds in knocking, it's just to invite the elders. The four elders of the Fabing Pavilion seem to be in harmony, but in fact they are all vying for the position of the Great Elder. Naturally, some people will be willing to go along with it!"

"Unless he invites the Great Elder, unfortunately, there is no Great Elder in the Fabing Pavilion now!" The pavilion master put his hands behind his back and looked coldly at Wang Baole who walked in front of Wenshanggu.

Wang Baole was furious in his heart. He had already confirmed the maliciousness of the pavilion master, and he knew that the two of them were torn apart. Today, either he could not become the number one, or he would... invite someone who can make a final decision, directly overthrow the assessment, and overthrow the pavilion. host!

At this moment, before Wen Shanggu, under the attention of everyone around, Wang Baole took a deep breath, gritted his teeth fiercely, raised his right hand and slammed it on Wen Wen Shanggu.

With a bang, as the coercion radiated from the upper drum and the fluctuation of the technique, pieces of materials flew out of the drum immediately, floating directly in front of Wang Baole.

Among them are spirit stones, jade slips recording fretwork and refining methods, and a large number of forging materials.

Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and he grabbed the jade slip directly. After the spiritual power merged, the method of refining suddenly appeared in his mind.

There are hundreds of thousands of frets on the drumstick, and it is a spiritual treasure in itself, so it is not a small difficulty in refining, but to Wang Baole, this is nothing. Just imprint the incomparable speed of one after another fretwork.

Looking from a distance, Wang Baole was surrounded by fluctuations in spells, and surrounded by spiritual energy. He could faintly see a lot of indeterminate light and shade, flashing in translucent lines, and finally pouring into the spirit stones one by one.

This scene caused everyone around to pay attention, and even the discussion was much quieter, and many people even posted posts on the spiritual website immediately.

"Wang Baole is refining drumsticks!"

"Come to Zhongfeng quickly, something serious has happened, Wang Baole and the pavilion master are wrestling their wrists, and they want to beat the upper drum!"

With the spread of this matter, everyone who knew the news was shocked. Chen Yutong, who was still dealing with matters in the management department of the hospital, was the first to know about it, his complexion suddenly changed, and he rushed to Zhongfeng immediately.

There are many people rushing to Zhongfeng like him. At this moment, in this magic soldier pavilion, they gathered from all directions, and soon arrived at Zhongfeng. They saw standing in front of Wen Shanggu, who had completed the fretwork branding, raised his right hand, palm Wang Baole appeared in flames.

At this moment, Wang Baole is actually relying on his own Pyro-Explosion Secret Technique to melt forging materials and directly refine them!

All the disciples who saw this scene were all moved, and the inhalation and exclamation and envious praise echoed immediately.

"Flame! This is the secret method rewarded to Wang Baole by the Taoist temple a few days ago!!"

"This secret method is not only extremely lethal, but also suitable for military training, so that military training can be refined without a furnace!"

"I'll go, this is too handsome!!"

The whole production process is as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest procrastination, and is flawless, without any mistakes, making the refining of drumsticks like an artistic creation!

When everyone was staring at him in an uproar, Lin Tianhao's eyes showed strong jealousy, his breathing was disordered, and he quickly looked at the pavilion master. At this moment, the pavilion master of the magic weapon pavilion shrank his eyes slightly, but there was no accident, and his expression remained calm.

Just as everyone was discussing in low voices, and even more people came from a distance, time passed slowly. Half an hour later, Wang Baole swung his right hand violently, and the flame in his hand suddenly spread and disappeared in an instant. The cyan drumstick appeared directly in everyone's eyes.

The red color on the drumstick is dissipating rapidly. Obviously it has just been refined and has high temperature, but Wang Baole doesn't care. The method of fire and explosion makes him immune to high temperature. He turned his head and looked coldly at the pavilion master, and after looking back, he grabbed the drumstick and slammed it on Wen Shanggu!

Boom! !

The beating of war drums, even though everyone around watched the whole process and was prepared, they were still shocked. All the discussions disappeared in an instant, and everyone's minds buzzed at this moment.

The sound was too loud, reverberating in Zhongfeng, spreading throughout the Magic Bing Pavilion, roaring into the sky!

It seems that this contains Wang Baole's dissatisfaction and his anger. Under this venting blow, the entire Magic Armament Pavilion immediately became a sensation, and some people who didn't know about it were even more shocked.

"what happened!!"

"what sound!!"

Shocked figures rushed out one after another. After asking and investigating each other, they found out that Wang Baole was beating the upper drum. Before their thoughts had stirred up too much, the second beating of the war drum came immediately!

Boom! !

The sound was even louder, and when it spread in all directions, Wang Baole's body trembled and his breathing was extremely rapid. He finally understood why the drum was hit five times at most before this, and more often , that is, three strokes.

In fact, although Shanggu has strict requirements for Lingbao drumsticks, it is not the point. To a certain extent, as long as the drumsticks are made, they can be struck many times, but how many times they can be struck depends on the quality of the drumsticks. One's own ability to bear!

After the first knock out, Wang Baole only felt a strong bombardment coming, following the drumsticks and melting into his body, moving and vibrating all over his body, making his internal organs seem to be rolling, and the bones seemed to tremble in the body trembling, faintly as if there was something Some of the dirt in the body shattered under the tremor.

And the second knock, the counter-shock force is even stronger, when it hits the whole body, the broken dirt in the body immediately secretes a large amount along the sweat pores.

This kind of tremor like washing the marrow is of great benefit to the monk himself, but... the pain that needs to be endured is just as huge, especially the shock caused by this knocking, more than once at a time, which makes too many people, Just can't stand it.

Right now, Wang Baole, after knocking out the third time, his whole body trembled to the extreme, even his eyes turned black, and all his strength seemed to disappear. Both his spirit and his body were almost saturated at this moment, and his body was full of vibrating power .

"Three times you can invite the elders, but it is not enough to invite the elders, even five times, it is not enough to invite the first elders, because the first elders of the Fabing Pavilion are vacant now, so the only way is... to continue to invite them!" Wang Baole panted. With a rough breath, he let out a low growl, and with all his strength, he grabbed the drumstick and hit it for the fourth time!

Boom! !

The drums vibrated, and the drumsticks almost fell out of his hands. Wang Baole's body trembled as if distorted, and his complexion became even paler. The anti-shock force in his body exploded, making all the bones, all the meridians, and all the flesh and blood feel as if they had been baptized by the storm. .

At the same time, the people watching all around were breathless at the moment, and they were all moved, and each of them even exclaimed.

"It's the fourth drum, and it's the most... the fifth drum!"

Seeing this, Lin Tianhao also took a breath and showed nervousness. As for the pavilion master and several other deputy pavilion masters, their complexions have changed to varying degrees at this moment, especially the pavilion master of the Fabing Pavilion, who frowned at the moment, and his eyes were full of tears. With a touch of wonder.

It's just that Wang Baole has reached the limit at this moment, and even the drumsticks are a little unsteady with his trembling arms.

"Have you reached the limit? The one who knocked five times back then, I don't know how he did it... He is not reconciled." Wang Baole gritted his teeth, his eyes burst out with ferocity, and the phagocytosis in his body suddenly exploded at this moment, relying on the suction force Controlling his body, in this impossible situation, his arms were a little stiff but he firmly grasped the drumstick, and beat the drum again!

His whole body is like a puppet, and the suction of the devouring seed is like an invisible thread, pulling his body. After knocking out the fifth time with a "boom", even the invisible thread of suction in his body seems to be caught. Pulling violently, he felt blurred and dizzy in front of his eyes, as if he was going to pass out, barely controlled it, and knocked out the sixth time again!

As the drums shook the sky, the surrounding crowd erupted into an uproar. Lin Tianhao's mind hummed even more, his face was pale and bloodless, and he took a few steps back.

Even the expression on the pavilion master's face is unprecedentedly dignified at this moment!