Legend of Swordsman

On the performance martial arts field, many ancient gods were trembling under this coercive oppression, but most of them clenched their teeth and persisted.

Jian Wushuang is also a crumbling look, of course, this is just his intentional appearance.

With his strength and state of mind, even if the six-star silver armor ancient **** who released the coercion stood in front of him, he only released the coercion to him alone, for fear that it would be difficult to affect him.

噗通!噗通!

One after another, the figures fell down on their knees.

Just a few moments ago, there were hundreds of ancient gods, but less than half are still standing.

Except for Jian Wushuang, most of the rest have reached their limits.

At that moment, the coercion that didn't know where it came from suddenly dissipated. This dissipated, the ancient gods who still clenched their teeth on the Yanwu field were relieved, one by one trembling. The ground lay down, panting wildly there.

The sword Wushuang did not lie on the ground, but it looked red.

In addition to him, there was another person standing on the field. This was a two-meter-tall, normal-looking young blond man. The young blond man also had sweat on his forehead. At this moment, his pale golden eyes were facing Jian Wushuang looked over.

"This person is the only one besides me who can always stand up to that coercion. I don't know how strong he is?" The blond youth muttered.

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

Everyone who passed the first round of tests on the Yanwu field immediately recovered their time.

After half an hour, these ancient gods have almost returned to their peak.

At this time, the eight ancient gods slowly carried a huge drum of war to the martial arts field.

"Drums of war?" Jian Wushuang showed surprise.

"This is the Beastmaster Drum, the unique war drum of the ancient gods." The king's voice sounded in Jianshuang's heart.

Except for Jian Wushuang, other ancient gods on the Yanwu field knew this Beastmaster Drum obviously and were very familiar with it.

"The second round of evaluation is the Beastmaster Drum. I don't need to say more about the rules. You go forward one by one and try to sound the Beastmaster Drum as much as possible." The indifferent man said.

When even the first ancient **** came forward.

"咚!" "咚!" "”! "

From the beginning, the ancient **** struck three times in succession, the sound was shocking, and then the speed slowed down, but the drum sound kept on. After twelve times, the ancient **** tried to ring the tenth. Three times, unfortunately, the drumstick hit the drum head, but did not make any sound.

"Twelve rings, barely reluctantly, it is estimated that this second round of assessment will not pass." The king's voice sounded in Jianshuang's heart.

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang's heart moved.

He can also see that the Beastmaster's drum is not so easy to ring. The first ancient **** tried his best and only rang twelve.

Next, an ancient **** stepped forward and struck the Beastmaster's drum one after another, but most of them remained between the thirteenth to the eighteenth ring, until the name performed very well in the first round of evaluation, and never The blond young man lying on the ground stepped forward, and the blond young man went out of his way to strike the beastmaster's drum twenty-one.

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

After the blond young man rang for twenty, the indifferent man in charge of the assessment couldn't help but glance at him and nodded slightly.

Finally, Jian Wushuang came on the field.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang also came to the Beastmaster Drum.

"Sword unparalleled, this Beastmaster Drum is not uncommon in the ancient sacred land. Not only this ancient king city, but also some ancient **** tribes also have Beastmaster Drums. Therefore, these ancient gods who participated in the assessment have once knocked on the Beastmaster Drums. I also know how to grasp the power, but you are different. You are the first time you contact the Beastmaster Drum. You do n’t know how to control the power, so you will hit the drum later. Do n’t have any reservations. The more drums this beastmaster may have, the better. "Said the king.

"I see." Jian Wushuang nodded.

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

"Boom!"

The first time he struck the Beastmaster's drum, Jian Wushuang didn't start out very coherently like other ancient gods. After only striking once, he paused for a while, but the sound was extremely strong.

The sword Wushuang felt an immense resistance from the Beastmaster's drum when he hit the drum head.

"If you want to break through this heavy resistance, will you beat the Beastmaster's drum?" Jian Wu's eyes fixed, then he continued to beat the drum.

"咚!" "咚!" "咚!" "咚!"

The thick drum sound sounded four times in succession, and Jian Wushuang could sense the increasing resistance on the Beastmaster's drum.

"No matter how much, all I can do is ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jian Wushuang gritted his teeth, the power of the ancient **** immediately reached the limit, and then he beat the drum head wildly.

I only heard a thick drum sound ringing in this martial arts field.

In the blink of an eye, the sword Wushuang already sounded a full twenty times.

But at this point, the resistance on the Beastmaster's drum has reached an extremely amazing level, while Jian Wushuang felt that the power of the remaining ancient gods was not enough.

"It turns out that, no wonder I ca n’t control the power. Before I struck this Beastmaster's drum, I didn't need to use so much ancient god's power at all, but I can also beat this beastmaster's drum with the extra ancient god's power It was a waste, and it sounded twenty times. At least 50% of the power of my ancient **** was wasted. "Jian Wushuang shook his head and smiled, but he didn't care.

Waste is waste. Anyway, he has sounded twenty sounds, and then, he continues to drive the remaining ancient **** power to beat the drum.

"咚!" "咚!" "咚!" "咚!"

It was four more, and by the fifth, the power of the ancient **** of sword unparalleled was completely exhausted, and the drumstick struck the drum, but no sound came out.

The sword is unparalleled, the most terminating step is twenty-four ring.

"Jian Wushuang, in fact, with the purity of your blood and the strength of your ancient god's power, if you have a certain grasp of the power, don't waste so much ancient god's power, you can sound the Beastmaster drum for twenty Eight times, or even thirty times. "The king's voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's heart.

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

And the many ancient gods who participated in the assessment, including the blonde young man who struck the Beastmaster's drum twenty-one before, all stared wide and looked at the astonished Chao Jian.

(End of this chapter)