Xiang Xiong, who was blown away by the war drum, walked towards the ring step by step.
What surprised Qin Yu was that Xiang Xiong's right arm, which was originally as thick as a horned dragon, was only left with thick white bones, and the flesh and blood disappeared, as if the previous punch was not a blow on the war drum.
, but hit himself.
Looking carefully at Xiang Xiong's right arm, Qin Yu thought of the stone tablet in the eternal world. When his mind sank into the stone tablet, all the attacks he unleashed came back doubled. Could it be that... this war drum is also like this?
Recalling the light that exploded from the war drum when Xiang Xiong punched it, Qin Yu's heart moved and his eyes fell on the lines on the war drum. Although the lines in the middle were almost worn away, some lines could still be seen vaguely.
"I don't know the origin of this war drum, and I don't know if the lines on it are formations, or some kind of Dao patterns or rules." Qin Yu said to himself, his eyes gradually glowing with light, if he could get the lines on the war drum...
The lines integrated into the body...can it counterattack others' attacks?
The more Qin Yu thinks about it, the more likely it is that he thinks it is possible, and he will study it if he has the opportunity in the future.
At this moment, the bronze light in Xiang Xiong's body burst out again as he walked towards the ring step by step, and his whole body was like a bronze sun setting on the ring.
"roar!"
Vaguely, everyone saw a stalwart figure emerging from the bronze light.
When everyone was surprised, Xiang Xiong roared repeatedly, stepped back with his right foot, jumped into the air, and hit the war drum with his hands like a beast coming out of the cage!
"Boom!"
The sound of the drum resounded through the sky like spring thunder, forming a majestic wave of sound that reached into the sky, causing the clouds and mist above to sweep away in all directions. At the same time, all the tens of thousands of disciples under the arena were pushed away.
Those with low cultivation levels were even shaken by the sound wave and their apertures were bleeding!
As for Xiang Xiong, who was shaken by the force of the war drum's counter-shock, the bronze light all over his body collapsed, and he himself spurted blood and flew upside down.
"Boom boom boom..."
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
Muffled thunderous drum beats exploded one after another, like a hammer blowing into the hearts of every disciple. Fortunately, Qin Yu arranged a soundproof array to cover Tengshan. Otherwise, he would probably be beaten based on his cultivation.
Stunned and passed out.
"Thirty blasts!" Qin Yu, who took dozens of steps back, was shocked. Thirty blasts meant Xiang Xiong punched him with a force of 300,000 weight. It was impossible to imagine how much physical strength his body had reached.
If Xiang Xiong's aura is no less than that of the previous seventy-two earth demons, his physical strength may surpass them by a lot. Even if he uses defensive spiritual weapons or Taoist weapons, Xiang Xiong's strength may be able to defeat them.
He will kill them instantly, and even himself will be killed by him!
"He is worthy of being ranked first among the top ten disciples. I wonder how many of them can be compared with Xiang Xiong's strength when he went to the eternal world? It should not be a problem to enter the top five thousand, right?" Qin Yu murmured in his heart.
It has to be said that Qin Yu was really shocked when he saw a pure body cultivator for the first time after his rebirth.
However, Qin Yu also knows that for Xiang Xiong to have such strength, the time and resources consumed may reach a terrifying level. If it were other monks, they would have already entered the Tao realm, and no matter how hard it was, they would still be at the peak of the Tao realm.
Although physical training is powerful, it consumes much more time, energy, and resources than ordinary people, and it also requires inhuman suffering. This is why physical training is less and less popular among monks.
And Qin Yu's road is a road of revenge. He values steadiness more than quickly improving his cultivation. Only in this way can he get revenge one day!
While Qin Yu was meditating, the surrounding discussions covered the previous drum sound and turned into waves of sound rising into the sky!
"As expected of the top ten disciples of the fifth generation... No, he should be the fourth generation disciple now!"
"A fourth-generation disciple of Yingbian Realm! Xiang Xiong is qualified to become a Quasi-Sequencer and participate in the battle of Quasi-Sequencer!"
"Twenty-nine and thirty times are a natural chasm, blocking the path of countless ancestors. Xiang Xiong, who is in the Infant Transformation Realm, is enough to be ranked among the geniuses of the Hundred Refiners Sect!"
The cheers came one after another. Each of these disciples was extremely excited, as if they had become the fourth generation of disciples, and more disciples were secretly motivating themselves while being excited.
Tengshan, who was already bleeding from all his orifices, stared blankly at Xiang Xiong, who was covered in blood and flesh, slowly leaving. Feeling the admiring gazes and exclamations of the disciples around him, Tengshan felt an inexplicable longing in his heart. This longing was so intense that his face turned pale.
A flush of red.
"Work hard! One day, you can do it too!"
Qin Yu gently patted Tengshan, who was clenching his fists, and encouraged him.
Tengshan is Qin Yu's savior. Qin Yu naturally does not want to see Tengshan mediocre for a lifetime. With Tengshan's qualifications, it is impossible to reach the level of Xiang Xiong, but everything has variables. No one can say what will happen to Tengshan in the future.
It's uncertain, but if Tengshan continues to live like this, he will definitely live a mediocre life!
Hearing Qin Yu's words, Tengshan's body trembled violently, his eyes burst into light, and his body was shaking with so much fighting spirit.
"Can I do it too? Can I, Tengshan, do it too?" Tengshan murmured.
Qin Yu watched the seriously injured Xiang Xiong leave, listening to the discussions around him, he couldn't help but feel frightened. What's the correct sequence?
With Xiang Xiong's powerful strength, he can only become a quasi-series disciple. So... how strong is the quasi-sequence disciple of the Ancient Hundred Refining Sect?
I don’t know where this Ancient Hundred Refiners Sect came from!
Qin Yu just wants to become a disciple of the Fifth Generation as soon as possible. Only in this way can he read more books about the Ancient Hundred Refining Sect.
"With ten blasts of the drum, I can become a disciple of the fifth generation. Although my Dantian has not been restored, I should be able to do it! If I can practice hard in the Ancient Bailian Sect, maybe, given time, I can hope to obtain the Daohong inheritance!" Qin Yu's heart surged.
Although the hope is slim, Qin Yu wants to fight hard. He plans to continue trying to challenge the Ten Thousand Levels Pass while practicing hard in the Ancient Hundred Refiners Sect!
"If you can get Daohong's inheritance... your chances of defeating Lin Yu in the future will be even greater!" Qin Yu's eyes flashed.
"A Feng?"
While Qin Yu was deep in thought, Tengshan's voice suddenly sounded. Qin Yu turned his head and followed Tengshan's gaze, and saw a young man in the crowd in front of him.
This young man is someone other than Teng Feng.
What surprised Qin Yu was that Teng Feng at this time was completely different from before. In just one year, he had reached the peak of the Heavenly Tempering Realm, and judging from his clothes, he was already a sixth-generation disciple!
Teng Feng, who was in the crowd in front, heard Teng Shan's voice and frowned slightly inadvertently, with anxiety showing on his handsome face. He glanced at Teng Shan from the corner of his eye, seemingly surprised that Teng Shan had become an official disciple.
Although he was surprised, Teng Feng did not turn his head to look at Teng Shan, as if he had not heard or recognized Teng Shan at all, and seemed to have some scruples.
"Huh!" Tengshan snorted angrily when he saw that Teng Feng didn't hear him at all. He didn't expect that Teng Feng would be so ruthless and unjust!
Qin Yu did not look at Teng Feng, but looked at a young man in black next to Teng Feng. This young man... was the elite disciple who wanted to beat Qin Yu in the Jingmu Forest!