Formally speaking, only soldiers can strike. Wang Baole is now a soldier, so he has the qualifications!
In fact, the reason why only soldiers can beat the drumsticks is because the drumsticks need to be made on the spot, and the quality of these drumsticks is a third-grade spiritual treasure.
Wang Baole also has this!
Seeing Wang Baole go straight to ask about Shanggu, everyone looking around suddenly changed their expressions, their eyes widened, and their hearts were even more shocked.
"Ask Shanggu! How can Wang Baole be so confident?"
"Every soldier has only one chance in his life. Wang Baole is going to risk it all!"
“I haven’t seen anyone playing the drum in several years!”
When the rumors spread among the people around him, the assessors like Wang Baole were also frightened. Lin Tianhao even took a breath and felt uneasy in his heart. He knew very well that Wang Baole's spiritual treasure surpassed his own.
But after noticing the calmness of the pavilion master, Lin Tianhao's heart moved.
The master of the Dharma Armed Pavilion was indeed very calm. Even when 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, he just invites the elders. The four elders of the Dharma Armed Pavilion may seem to be in harmony, but in fact they are all vying for the position of the great elder. Naturally, someone will be willing to go along with the situation!"
"Unless he invites the great elder, it's a pity that there is no great elder in the Fabing Pavilion now!" The master of the pavilion clasped his hands behind his back and looked coldly at Wang Baole, who was walking in front of the Qishanggu.
Wang Baole's heart was boiling with anger. He had already confirmed the malice of the pavilion master. He knew that the two were now at odds with each other. Either he would not be able to become the number one today, or... he would invite a big shot who could make the final decision and directly overturn the evaluation and overwhelm the pavilion.
host!
At this moment, when he arrived in front of the Wen Shang Gu, under the attention of everyone around him, Wang Baole took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, raised his right hand and pressed it hard on the Wen Shang Gu.
With a bang, coercion emanated from the drum and fluctuations of spells were heard. Immediately, pieces of materials suddenly flew out from the drum and floated directly in front of Wang Baole.
Among them are spiritual stones, jade slips recording patterns and refining methods, and a large amount of forging materials.
Wang Baole's eyes flashed and he directly grabbed the jade slip. After the spiritual power was integrated, the refining method suddenly came to his mind. He grabbed the spiritual stone with a wave of his hand and began to imprint the back pattern.
There are a hundred thousand patterns on the drumstick, and it is a spiritual treasure in itself. It is quite difficult to refine, but to Wang Baole, this is nothing. He spread out his hands at the same time, and immediately deduced the formula in his mind.
A series of back lines were imprinted in it at an extremely fast speed.
Looking from a distance, Wang Baole's surroundings are filled with fluctuations of spells, and there is even more spiritual energy surrounding him. He can faintly see many light and dark, translucent echoes flashing, and finally pouring into the spiritual stones one by one.
This scene caused everyone around to pay close attention, even the discussion was much quieter, and many people even immediately posted on the spiritual website.
"Wang Baole is refining drumsticks!"
"Come to Zhongfeng quickly, something big has happened. Wang Baole and the Pavilion Master are fighting to beat the drum!"
As this matter spread, everyone who knew the news was shocked. Chen Yutong, who was still handling matters in the hospital management department, also learned about it immediately. His expression suddenly changed and he immediately rushed to Zhongfeng.
There were many people running towards the Zhongfeng like him. At this moment, they were gathering from all directions in the Dharma Armed Pavilion. They soon arrived at the Zhongfeng. They saw him standing in front of the Wen Shang Gu, completing the pattern imprint. He raised his right hand and palmed it.
Wang Baole appears in flames.
At this moment, Wang Baole actually relied on his own pyrotechnic secret method to melt the forging materials and directly refine them!
All the disciples who saw this scene were moved, and their inhales, exclamations, and envious admirations immediately echoed.
"Pyroblast! This is the secret technique that the Taoist Academy awarded to Wang Baole some time ago!!"
"Not only is this secret method extremely lethal, it is also suitable for military cultivators, who can refine it without the need for a furnace!"
"I'll go, this is so handsome!!"
The entire production process went smoothly, without any delays, and was flawless, with no errors whatsoever, making drumstick refining just like an artistic creation!
When everyone was paying attention, Lin Tianhao had strong jealousy in his eyes, his breathing was disordered, and he quickly looked at the master of the Dharma Armed Pavilion. At this moment, the master of the Dharma Weapon Pavilion shrank his eyes slightly, but there was no surprise, and his expression remained calm.
Just as everyone was discussing in low voices, and even more people came from a distance, time slowly passed. Half an hour later, Wang Baole waved his right hand violently, and the flames in his hand suddenly spread, and then disappeared in an instant.
The cyan drumstick appeared directly in front of everyone's eyes.
The red color on the drumstick is dissipating rapidly. It has obviously just been refined and has high temperature, but Wang Baole doesn't care. The method of pyrolysis makes him immune to high temperature. At this moment, he raised his right hand and grasped it.
He turned his head and looked at the pavilion master coldly. After retracting his gaze, he grabbed the drumstick and knocked hard on the drum!
Boom!!
This sound of the beating of war drums, even though everyone around them was watching the whole process and was prepared, was still shocked. All the discussions disappeared in an instant, and everyone's mind started buzzing at this moment.
The sound was so loud that it echoed in the middle peak, spread throughout the Dharma Arms Pavilion, and roared in the sky!
It seemed that this contained Wang Baole's dissatisfaction and his anger. Under this vent-like blow, the entire Dharma Arms Pavilion immediately shook, and some people who did not know about this were even frightened.
"What's going on!!"
"What a sound!!"
In shock, figures rushed out one after another. After asking and investigating each other, they learned that Wang Baole was beating the asking drum. Before their thoughts could get too far, the second beating of the war drum came immediately!
Boom!!
The sound was louder, and when it spread in all directions, Wang Baole's body trembled even more, and his breathing became extremely rapid. He finally understood why before this, the drum was struck five times at most, and more often.
, that is, only three times.
In fact, although the requirements for Lingbao drumsticks are strict, it is not the focus. To a certain extent, as long as the drumsticks are made, they can be struck multiple times, but how many times they can be struck depends on
Your own endurance!
After the first beat, Wang Baole only felt a powerful bombardment coming from the drumstick, integrating into his body, traveling and vibrating throughout his body, making his internal organs seem to roll, and the joints in his bones seemed to tremble as his body trembled.
Some of the dirt in the body shattered under the tremor.
The second blow, the force of the shock was even greater. When it hit the whole body, the broken dirt in the body was immediately secreted out along the sweat pores in large quantities.
This vibration, which is like washing the marrow, is of great benefit to the monks themselves, but... the pain they need to endure is also huge, especially the backlash caused by the knocking, which occurs more than once, which makes too many people...
I simply couldn't hold on.
Right now, Wang Baole, after knocking for the third time, his whole body was shaking to the extreme, and his eyesight even turned a little black. All his strength seemed to have disappeared. Both his spirit and body were almost saturated at this moment, and his body was filled with the power of vibration.
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"You can invite the elders three times, but it's not enough to invite the elders. Even five times, it's not enough to invite the great elder, because now there is a vacancy for the great elder in the Dharma Weapon Pavilion, so the only choice is... to continue to ask for it!" Wang Baole gasped.
He breathed heavily, let out a low roar, tried his best, grabbed the drumstick and knocked out the fourth time!
Boom!!
The war drum vibrated, and the drumstick almost fell out of hand. Wang Baole's body trembled and seemed to be distorted, and his face became even pale. The backlash force in his body exploded, making all the bones, all the meridians, and all the flesh and blood, as if being baptized by the storm, the body was shaky and unsteady.
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At the same time, everyone watching around had their breath stagnant at this moment, and they were all moved, and each one even exclaimed in surprise.
"The fourth time, the next time, it's the most... the fifth time!"
When Lin Tianhao saw this, he also gasped and looked nervous. As for the pavilion master and several other deputy pavilion masters, their expressions changed to varying degrees at this moment, especially the master of the Dharma Weapon Pavilion.
With a hint of wonder.
However, at this moment, Wang Baole had reached his limit, and his trembling arms could not even hold the drumstick steady.
"Is it the limit? The person who knocked five times in the first place, I don't know how he did it... He was not willing to accept it." Wang Baole gritted his teeth, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and the devouring seeds in his body suddenly exploded at this moment, and with the suction force
Controlling his body, despite this impossibility, his arms were a little stiff but he firmly grasped the drumstick and struck the war drum again!
His whole body was like a puppet, and the suction force of the Devouring Seed was like an invisible thread, pulling on his body. After knocking out the fifth time with a "dong" sound, even the invisible suction thread in his body seemed to be pulled.
Pulling violently, he felt his eyes blurred and dizzy, as if he was about to pass out. He barely controlled it and knocked out the sixth time!
As the drums beat loudly, the crowd around him erupted into an uproar. Lin Tianhao's mind buzzed, his face turned pale and bloodless, and he took a few steps back.
Even the pavilion master's face looked solemn as never before!