More rapid drumbeats sounded, as if an epic and magnificent battle had begun on the vast battlefield.
Tianjiao.
This is the true genius.
Many people couldn't help but secretly laugh at themselves.
On weekdays, they are also called geniuses by the people around them.
But they are self-aware that this is just praise from others. Compared with the real geniuses, they are far behind.
Looking at the high platform again, Yu Jingfeng has sounded the ghost drum twenty-five times.
Although his movements have slowed down a lot and are no longer as easy as before, the momentum is still strong.
Ring twenty-six.
At this time, Fang Yan and Xiao Zhen were already tense.
The result of the two of them was twenty-six rings.
Immediately afterwards, their minds became even more excited, and there was a wry smile on their faces.
The twenty-seventh ring, the twenty-eighth ring, the twenty-ninth ring.
Yu Jingfeng actually beat them three times in a row again and surpassed them.
After the twenty-ninth ring, sweat broke out on Yu Jingfeng's forehead and his fingers began to tremble.
"drink."
Clenching his fists and exposing the veins on his arms, Yu Jingfeng shouted loudly and punched out again.
Boom!
The thirtieth ring.
Boom!
Indescribable impact sound waves burst out from the ghost drum in an instant.
The power of this thirtieth sound wave is completely different from the previous twenty-nine sounds.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, even Chen Hao and the other two peak martial arts masters present were unable to resist and were thrown backwards.
The protective treasure on Chen Hao's body was still functioning, but even so, it was still unable to resolve the terrifying sound wave.
Although Yan Qingxia and other three half-step martial arts masters were better, their steps stuttered backwards, and they barely stood firm until they reached the door of the secret room.
Even Fang Yan and Xiao Zhen also took a dozen steps back.
Not only them, but Yu Jingfeng could not continue to stand on the high platform, but he reacted very quickly, turned over, and jumped down on his own initiative, still appearing calm.
This calm and unhurried demeanor dazzled many women present. Even the men had admiration in their eyes and could not feel the slightest bit of jealousy.
"This trip to the ghost ship has ended successfully. Let's return the way we came."
Taking a long breath, Yu Jingfeng said calmly.
Hearing this, others also nodded.
The ultimate goal, the ghost drum, has been completed, and there is indeed no need to stay in the ghost ship anymore.
"Ahem, um, I haven't played the drums yet."
At this moment, a dry cough sounded.
Hearing this voice, everyone was slightly stunned and turned to look at Lin Mu.
"You still think you haven't fooled around enough?"
Yu Jingfeng frowned, "For Junior Sister Yan's sake, I have been tolerant to you for what happened before. I will not continue to pursue you. If you cause trouble again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Yu, don't be angry with this kind of person, it's not worth it."
Chen Hao laughed endlessly, "If he wants to play the drum, let him go. Anyway, it is him who is embarrassed, not us."
The others also shook their heads. This Lin Mu was really thick-skinned and obviously had no strength. He was deliberately jumping up and down to attract others' attention. He was clearly trying to please others.
However, since Lin Mu is willing to perform as a clown here, people are happy to watch the show.
"Am I embarrassed?"
Lin Mu repeated this sentence playfully and walked up to the high platform unhurriedly.
Through previous observations, he has determined that the ghost drum tests the human body's martial arteries and blood, and the ability to withstand the counter-shock force of the drum skin has nothing to do with the strength of one's cultivation.
The stronger a person's martial arteries and blood are, the stronger their endurance will be, and vice versa.
So people say that the ghost drum tests potential, which is indeed true.
The strength of martial arteries and the martial arts bloodline are the most important criteria for measuring a warrior's cultivation qualifications.
Lin Mu's martial arts bloodline is very weak, and he doesn't have any martial arts bloodline. With these two points in a single round, he can only bang the ghost drum once at most.
However, he has an advantage that no one else has.
Because of practicing the Demonic Transformation, he awakened and opened up his Dantian.
Wumai is just a river, and Dantian is a lake.
No matter how powerful the martial arteries are, they are still far inferior to Dantian.
Stepping onto the high platform, Lin Mu stood still on his feet, closed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and stopped his palm half a meter in front of the ghost drum.
Seeing that he didn't play the drum for a long time, the people below thought he was pretending.
"Childish." Huang Yue snorted coldly.
This time, she also belonged to the previous batch of people who were blown away by the sound waves of others before they even started playing the drums.
This incident had a huge impact on her.
In the past, she thought she was not much inferior to Chen Hao, but now this ghost drum has highlighted the gap between her and Chen Hao.
Therefore, seeing Lin Mu pretending in front of the ghost drum made her feel as unhappy as possible.
If Lin Mu could play the drum, wouldn't she have to find a crack in the ground to crawl in?
Yu Jingfeng's eyes cast a cold light.
This Lin Mu, with average strength, repeatedly challenged his majesty.
Afterwards, he must punish the other party well.
Only Yan Qingxia's eyes flashed with a strange light. For some reason, she felt that Lin Mu was not the kind of villain who wanted to please others.
Lin Mu didn't pay attention to other people's looks. He put his hand in front of the ghost drum to confirm a guess he had just made in the audience.
And the reality was just as he expected.
From the close experience, he was completely sure that there really was another drum inside this ghost drum.
The ones that others had played before were only the outer drums of the ghost drum.
"The drum inside cannot be beaten with fists. It is a drum of soul power."
Lin Mu was shocked. The drum inside exuded a strong aura of soul power. If he guessed correctly, this drum could only be played with soul power.
With five fingers, slowly make a fist.
At the same time, his soul power also condensed into a fist shape.
Buzz!
The next moment, Lin Mu suddenly opened his eyes, and a deep majesty bloomed from the depths of his pupils.
This kind of majesty is different from Yu Jingfeng's.
Yu Jingfeng is aloof and domineering, aloof and majestic, like an earthly emperor.
Lin Mu's majesty was full of evil, like a demon king.
The former wants to put his feet on the mundane world, while the latter wants to escape from the mundane world and live freely in the nine heavens.
Everyone in the audience is not an ordinary person.
With this change in Lin Mu's temperament, their faces suddenly became solemn, and they looked at Lin Mu in shock.
They never expected that this young man who had been ignored by them before could show such an incredible side.
To regard these young men as clowns is simply their prejudice.
Boom!
With eyes like stars, Lin Mu didn't hesitate, and his fists were like dragons, hitting the drum skin with a bang.
As soon as the drum beat came out, Chen Hao's expression immediately stiffened.
He had said before that Lin Mu couldn't even knock the drum, and he threatened to give Lin Mu one hundred thousand spiritual stones if he knocked the drum once.
One hundred thousand spirit stones.
just this.
His face was equivalent to being stepped on by Lin Mu in an instant.