Longwu War Emperor

Chapter 52
In the past, it was fifty faces, three breaths, one breath, and more than half of them were eliminated.

This time, [-] points have been added at once, but the time-consuming and resting time remain the same. It is not a little bit difficult, and I am afraid that if you can successfully pass the level, it will not even reach [-]%.

They couldn't help being very worried about whether they could pass this test.

The tall guard didn't give everyone too much time. He glanced around for a week and shouted: "First, Sima Family, Sima Zefeng!"

"To!"

Sima Zefeng immediately agreed, stepped out of the crowd, and walked towards Gudao.

Sima Zefeng is the eldest grandson of Sima Xingbang, the "Nephew of Zefeng" Liu Huxiong called, and Sima Zeyun who awakened with Jiang Tian back then is his younger brother.

This person is also a sixth-grade bloodline, and his talent is similar to that of Jiang Shan and others. In the capital, he can only be regarded as a second-rate genius.

But this time he has one of the biggest advantages in participating in the big competition, that is, he is older, even if his talent is not as good as Lin Shiqi and others, even if he has seven levels of cultivation, his grades are not far behind.

Sima Zefeng didn't expect to be the first to play, he felt a little nervous, stood in front of the drum, took a deep breath, calmed down, then rushed out like a tiger and leopard, calculated the angle, and headed to the left first Facing the drums of war, rush forward.

"Tom!"

When he was a few feet away from the war drum, he flew up like a bird, and slapped the ground with his palm. The drum made a muffled sound, and then he was blown away by the powerful rebound of the drum. He kicked his feet in the air and adjusted his arms several times. He rushed towards the second drum without stopping.

On the drum track, the shorter the time-consuming, the higher the score. He wants to strive for the best score, so of course he can't waste time.

"Tom tom tom!"

With a muffled sound, Sima Zefeng rushed out like a violent ape, and soon came behind 120 battle drums.

360 drumbeats of war drums, he has already passed a third.

Because each drum will produce several times the counter-shock force, and the pursuit of speed, without time to calm down the breath of spiritual power, the two will definitely become more and more disordered.

"Tom!"

At this position, Sima Zefeng could no longer control the strength of his palm. With one palm, the war drums rang loudly, and then he was sent flying by the terrifying force, and fell to the ground staggeringly, almost failing to stabilize himself. shape.

Next, he became more and more unbearable, and insisted on beating dozens of war drums, and was finally blown away by the war drums, hitting heavily on the chaotic rocks of the canyon, looking very embarrassed.

While recording the results, the tall guard announced loudly: "Sima Zefeng, beat 190 five drums, took 410 seven breaths, and passed the test!"

"190 five sides, 400 more interest."

Sima Zefeng stood up from the chaotic rocks, with a satisfied expression on his face. This kind of result, in the next big competition, is enough to enter the top ten, which is much improved than the last time he participated in the big competition.

With his talent, he is already very satisfied to have such a good result.

After the tall guard announced Sima Zeyun's results, he shouted again: "Next, Lin Qiaoyun!"

"To!"

Hearing the shouts of the tall guards, a petite girl walked out from the crowd and came to the drum track to start the challenge.

Next, there were more than 20 assessments in a row, and the performance was not satisfactory. Most of them were eliminated. Only four or five passed the assessment, and the best one was only more than 90 points. Compared with Sima Zefeng, the difference was too far.

"Next, Princess Huoling of Dawu Kingdom."

Just when the scene was dull, a name that attracted much attention finally sounded, and it was Huo Ling's turn to play.

"Moyun Kingdom's foundation is really poor, and it is only supported by a few people above. I will let you see how far it is from our Dawu Kingdom."

Seeing everyone's performance before, Huo Ling felt very disdainful, thought coldly, and came to Gudao.

"Tom tom tom!"

Sweeping out like a firefinch, rushing to the front of the war drum, flicking it with one's fingers, the war drum sounded from a distance of several inches, and then the star pellets bounced out, leaving a red afterimage on the drum path, and a series of rapid war drum sounds .

At the beginning, Huo Ling lifted the weight lightly, but when she broke through the 240 battle drums, her movements became sluggish, and finally her spiritual power and breath became more and more disordered, and she was defeated on the 310th side.

"Why is it so difficult?"

Huo Ling's face was a little ugly after being shaken by the war drum.

In the observation group, her use of strength was firmly in the top three. She thought she would pass all the lines, but she didn't expect to be so far behind that she was defeated.

"This little girl is amazing. She actually passed the 310 round seven, and the time is less than 650 breaths!"

The spectators standing on the canyons on both sides were amazed loudly.

The drum path is a test of the level of strength. According to experience, the skillful force can hit the first 120 sides, the shock force can hit the first 240 sides, and the subtlety can hit the rear 120 sides.

Having said that, not everyone who has reached the state of subtlety can break through the whole test. Only when the state of subtlety has reached perfection, can one overcome the 360 ​​drums of war with strength and senses at will.

At the same time, there must be enough endurance.

Over the years, there have been very few people who have crossed the [-]-point line. In the past hundred years, only Jiang Ri has passed the entire line.

Huoling can pass through the seven sides of 310, and the speed is not slow. In the eyes of everyone, it is already very good.

"Don't be discouraged, it's already pretty good."

Seeing that Huo Ling was depressed, Yun Hao stepped forward to comfort him.

At the same time, he was also faintly worried, wondering if he could pass the entire line and equal the record set by Jiang Ri.

"His Royal Highness Ninth Prince Jiang Chuan is invited to take the assessment!"

After a while, the tall guard glanced at the roster and sang and shouted in honorific terms.

"Is it finally my turn?"

Hearing the shouts of the tall guards, Jiang Chuan seemed a little nervous and forced himself to calm down before walking out from the crowd.

He vaguely felt that Empress Liu was very dissatisfied with his performance in Sacred Soul Mountain. If he failed to achieve outstanding results in this level, his mother would give up completely and pour all resources on his elder brother Jiang Ri.

"Jiang Tian, ​​if it wasn't for you, how would the queen mother treat me like this!"

Thinking about it, Jiang Chuan couldn't help feeling a deep hatred.

In the past, Queen Liu never had high demands on him, but since Jiang Tian's rise, he obviously felt that his mother's attitude towards him had changed, becoming less cordial, as if he could do nothing wrong, so he put this Everything was blamed on Jiang Tian, ​​and he hated Jiang Tian to the bone.

"Tom tom tom!"

Filled with hatred in his heart, Jiang Chuan roared and rushed towards the drum, quickly broke through the 120 checkpoints, and charged towards the [-]th side.

"Chuan'er, I hope you won't disappoint me this time. Although you are still young, your elder brother was promoted to general when he was your age..."

"Jiang Tian, ​​a little bastard, is growing too fast now, and there are some bad signs in the capital. You must perform well enough to maintain the status quo as a mother."

Seeing her son rushing past the battle drums, Queen Liu's thoughts floated in her heart.

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