Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 1618: 24 Sounds

In the martial arts arena, many ancient gods were crumbling under the pressure of this coercion, but most of them gritted their teeth and persisted.

Jian Wushuang also looked precarious, but of course this was just a deliberate act.

With his strength and state of mind, even if the six-star silver-armored ancient god who released coercion stood in front of him and released coercion only on him with all his strength, it would be difficult to affect him.

Plop! Plop!

A series of figures knelt down one after another.

In just a moment, there were originally hundreds of ancient gods, but now less than half of them are still standing.

Most of the remaining people, except Jian Wushuang, have reached their limit.

At this moment, the coercion that came from nowhere suddenly dissipated. With this dissipation, those ancient gods on the martial arts arena who were still gritting their teeth and standing still breathed a sigh of relief. He lay down on the ground, panting wildly there.

Jian Wushuang was not lying on the ground, but his face was flushed.

In addition to him, there is another person standing on the field. This is a blond young man with a height of two meters and the appearance of a normal human being. The blond young man also has sweat on his forehead. Jian Wushuang looked over.

"This person, besides me, is the only one who can stand facing that coercion all the time. I don't know how strong he is?" the blond young man murmured.

"The first round of assessment is over. Those who pass will have a rest for half an hour. After half an hour, the second round of assessment will begin." The indifferent man who presided over the assessment said grandly.

Everyone who passed the first round of tests in the martial arts field immediately recovered as soon as possible.

Half an hour later, these ancient gods had almost recovered to their peak state.

At this time, eight ancient gods slowly walked towards the martial arts arena carrying a huge war drum.

"War drum?" Jian Wushuang showed surprise.

"This is the beast king's drum, the unique battle drum of the ancient gods." Gu King's voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's heart.

Except for Jian Wushuang, the other ancient gods in the martial arts arena had obviously known the Beast King Drum for a long time, and they were very familiar with it.

"The second round of assessment is the Beastmaster's Drum. I don't need to say more about the rules. You just go forward one by one and beat the Beastmaster's Drum as much as you can," said the indifferent man.

Immediately, the first ancient god stepped forward.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

At the beginning, the ancient god rang three times in succession, the sound was loud, and then the speed slowed down, but the drumbeat kept on. After the twelve times, the ancient god tried to ring the tenth time. Three times, unfortunately, the drumstick hit the drum, but there was no sound.

"Twelve rings, it's barely strong, I guess I can't pass the second round of assessment." Gu King's voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's heart.

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang's heart skipped a beat.

He could also see that the Beastmaster's Drum was not so easy to strike. The first ancient god tried his best, but only struck twelve times.

Next, one after another, the ancient gods stepped forward to beat the beast king's drum one after another, but most of them remained between the thirteenth and eighteenth rings. The blond young man lying on the ground stepped forward, and with all his strength, the blond young man beat the Beast King's drum twenty-one times.

This is also the first among the many ancient gods to ring for twenty rings.

After the blond youth rang twenty times, the indifferent man who presided over the assessment couldn't help but glance at him and nodded slightly.

Finally, Jian Wushuang played.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang also came in front of the beast king drum.

"Jian Wushuang, this beast king drum is not uncommon in the ancient sacred land, not only the ancient king city, but also most of the ancient god tribes have beast king drums, so these ancient gods participating in the assessment have played the beast king drum once before, I also know how to control the power, but you are different, you are the first time to touch the Beastmaster Drum, and you don’t know how to control the power, so you will play the drum later,

Don't have any reservations, use the power of the ancient gods to beat the drum of the beast king as much as possible, the better. " Gu Wang said.

"Understood." Jian Wushuang nodded.

After taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang took the drumstick, and the power of the ancient god surged from his body immediately.

"Boom!"

The first time he struck the Beastmaster Drum, Jian Wushuang was not as coherent as the other ancient gods at the beginning. After he only struck once, he paused for a moment, but the sound was unusually thick.

And Jian Wushuang sensed a huge resistance from the Beastmaster's drum at the moment of beating the drum.

"To break through this heavy resistance, should you beat the drum of the beast king?" Jian Wushuang stared, then continued to beat the drum.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The thick drum sounded four times in a row, and Jian Wushuang could also feel the growing resistance on the Beastmaster's drum.

"No matter how much, just do your best."

As soon as Jian Wushuang gritted his teeth, the power of the ancient gods immediately reached its limit, and then swung the drum violently.

All I could hear was the sound of thick drums ringing in the martial arts arena one after another.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Wushuang had already rang twenty times.

But here, the resistance on the Beastmaster's drum has reached an astonishing level, and Jian Wushuang sensed that his remaining power of the ancient god was running out.

"That's how it is. No wonder you say that I don't know how to control power. I didn't need to use so much power of the ancient gods to beat the drum of the beast king before. I can also beat the drum of the king of beasts. The extra power of the ancient gods , It was purely wasted, until now I have rang twenty times, at least 50% of my ancient god power was wasted." Jian Wushuang shook his head and smiled, but he didn't care.

Waste is waste, anyway, he has already knocked twenty times, and then, he continued to drive the remaining power of the ancient gods to hit the drum.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

There were four more rings, and at the fifth ring, Jian Wushuang's ancient god power was completely exhausted, and the drumstick hit the drum surface, but no sound came out.

Jian Wushuang finally stops at twenty-four rings.

"Jian Wushuang, in fact, based on the purity of your bloodline and the strength of your ancient god power, if you are sure of your power and don't waste so much ancient god power, you can beat this beast king's drum twenty times. Eight times, or even thirty times." Gu King's voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's heart.

"Haha, indeed, but it doesn't matter, as long as you can pass this assessment." Jian Wushuang smiled, not caring in his heart.

But the surrounding ancient gods who participated in the assessment, including the blond young man who beat the Beastmaster drum for twenty-one rings, all stared at Jian Wushuang with wide eyes and full of astonishment.

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