47. Hit the first
Jiang Yiye's punch looked unremarkable, and even the drum sound seemed to be much smaller than the others.
However, the mentor next to him was slightly stunned, revealing a look of surprise.
The power threshold setting of the tester is a very precise standard, and it will sound as long as it is enough.
The punch power of Jiang Yiye's punch was just at the most extreme threshold limit. If you have less force, the drum will not sound, and if you have more force, it will be a waste.
Many of the previous students didn't even match their own level enough times. Because they use the most power to play the drum every time, the sound is loud, and there is a lot of power that can be wasted.
Accumulated up, it may just be a little less power in the last stroke.
It's just that the tutor is not sure if Jiang Yiye is a coincidence, or if his judgment is really accurate. If it's the former, it's fine, but if it's the latter, it's a little scary.
Judging the threshold of the drum beat, perhaps, with the help of luck and experience, there is a chance to do it. But with such fine control of power, I'm afraid few students can. Even for these mentors, it is very difficult.
"It must be just a coincidence! there's no reason he could ......"
Before the instructor could finish his thoughts, he heard the second drum beat.
This was followed by the third, the fourth.
Three drums in a row, one higher than the other, sounded like Jiang Yiye had used more strength. However, when the Mentor saw the strength of each of his blows, his eyes immediately showed disbelief.
It turned out to be a fifth-level power......
The threshold of the drum sound is exactly the starting point of the fifth level of Yuan Force, below this level, it can't be beaten.
"Impossible!" he exclaimed.
Three drum beats, the strength value is exactly the same as the first time, there is no error.
This shows that Jiang Yiye was not a coincidence before, he really found the power threshold of the drum sound, and controlled his yuan power at an extremely fine limit.
The three drums, like superimposed waves, are obviously the loudest and just ordinary, but the people who are shocked are boiling and their hairs stand on end.
And Jiang Yiye, who was in front of the strength tester, took a breath, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, stepping out with an arrow step, and swinging his fist again.
The mentor was close, and it was clear that he was using an inch fist, and he was extremely fast.
Three more in a row, only this time, the drums were noticeably louder. Many students standing close to the audience suddenly felt dizzy and looked a little unbearable.
The mentor looked at Jiang Yiye suspiciously, although with his strength, he would not feel uncomfortable because of these drums, but he could still detect the difference.
Jiang Yiye's reflex when he hit the drum seemed to be greater than normal, but the force he endured was smaller than that of the others.
Wrong!
The tutor's eyes froze, and when he saw Jiang Yiye swinging his fist again, he immediately found some clues.
His fist!
It seems ordinary, but in fact, it is a fist that breaks the power of the shock, so as to weaken the body's bearing aftermath.
At this time, Jiang Yiye's strength has increased by about two percent, which is the limit of his yuan power.
Seeing this anomaly, the mentor was silent, and he looked at Jiang Yiye with a look of surprise, wondering how many times this young man could beat the drum with the fifth-level Yuan Force!
And the students in the audience, including the onlookers, were already dumbfounded.
Seven sounds!
It's been seven times!
Chang Yichen fired seven hits with sixth-level strength, and Zhai Tangping hit eight.
The two took medicine, and many people could see that the kind of power that did not match themselves was easy to find.
But no one will feel that it is inappropriate, in the era of Yuanli, all means that can improve one's own strength are allowed.
Pills, formation patterns, and instrument patterns are all part of the strength.
Now, Jiang Yiye also sounded the seventh sound, although no one knew how much strength he used, but he could roughly judge that it was no more than level five at most!
Do you go two levels beyond yourself......
Many people are silent, this kind of attack is really a bit strong. But it should be his limit, right?
Qiao Shuyun, who was standing in the audience, was already stunned, Jiang Yiye was able to hit seven times, which was really beyond her expectations. Chang Yichen, who was next to him, stared at Jiang Yiye through gritted teeth.
Although Zhai Tangping played a little more than him, the two were at the same level after all, but Jiang Yiye's strength was not as good as his.
In this case, Jiang Yiye equaled his record, didn't he say that he was much weaker?
Damn it!
The continuous shock made Jiang Yiye's body tremble, and it was difficult for him to break the shock with continuous punches like before.
There was a dull pain in the right fist, as if it was about to crack. With only a fifth-level Yuan Force, it is already very rebellious to be able to withstand a two-level shock that surpasses itself.
But Jiang Yiye doesn't plan to stop!
Seven tones, not the first!
Zhai Tangping is eight sounds, if you want to beat him, you need at least two more hits!
Will the body be able to withstand these two shocks?
Jiang Yiye only thought about it for half a second, and then put this question behind him.
The will in his brain made him feel as if he had been imperceptibly formed, forming an instinct.
There is no need to care about gains and losses, the only thing that can stop progress in the world is death!
Even heaven and earth can't make someone succumb, let alone a piece of skin!
Now that he has come to power, there is no possibility of retreating! If you want to fight, you must be the first!
A cold light flashed in his eyes, Jiang Yiye took a deep breath, summoned all his Yuan Force, raised his right fist and hit it hard.
The eighth sound finally sounded!
The sound of "bang" made the audience fall silent.
The students in the audience had already evacuated for a distance, and Jiang Yiye's eight shocks were stronger than Zhai Tangping, and many people who were only at the third or fourth level couldn't bear it at all.
The moment the drum sounded, a huge anti-shock force rushed from the skin of the black smoke beast, and that terrifying force could almost directly beat a normal fifth-level Yuan Force cultivator to serious injury.
If you rely on your own strength, it is absolutely impossible to stop it.
Jiang Yiye's eyes were firm, and his fist swung out without hesitation. The mentor next to him was uplifted, and he subconsciously prepared for the rescue.
Regardless of whether Jiang Yiye can hit the ninth blow or not, the strength that surpasses his own third-level is enough to laugh at the audience.
No one noticed that there was a faint flash of thunder between Jiang Yiye's fingers. The thunder light surrounded the fingers, and the power that came back from the shock was directly penetrated.
His fist slammed into the drum again.
"Boom!"
Ninth !!
The madness in Jiang Yiye's eyes rose again: "It's not enough!"
The bones all over the body made an overwhelming sound, but the violent momentum was indelible!
The hearts and livers of countless people were trembling, and they couldn't imagine how this person could strike the ninth blow.
When they saw that Jiang Yiye did not retreat, but had a tendency to throw his fist again, everyone's attention was concentrated.
He...... Can you still make the tenth sound?
Although the thunder light broke through part of the anti-shock force, the ninth-level anti-shock still injured Jiang Yiye. A faint trace of blood was left from the corner of the mouth, and there was a fishy smell in the mouth.
With a look of madness on his face, he swallowed the blood.
Jiang Yiye at this moment is like a madman. Maybe even he doesn't understand why he is so persistent in pushing beyond his own limits. Perhaps, only the hidden will in the brain knows the answer.
The fifth-level elemental force cannot continuously control the thunder power, and if it is forcibly used, it will only damage itself.
But Jiang Yiye had other hole cards, and the fist he swung out for the tenth time was already wrapped in a faint golden light. He had deliberately controlled the power of the scales, otherwise what would have appeared would not have been golden light, but golden scale armor.
At some point, there were several more people on the playground.
Ji Songquan, Su Bingcai, and two other mentors.
They all looked at the test bench with serious faces, and Su Bingcai's expression was more excited and nervous than the others.
He knew he had found a treasure.
Maybe Jiang Yiye's talent is not the strongest among the students under his command, but his potential is incomparably huge!
The ability to fight beyond the level is one of the most valued basic qualities. How much you can surpass yourself is almost an indication of how high the ceiling will be in the future.
Now it seems that Jiang Yiye's ceiling is a little too high.
"Ready to save him, he couldn't stand it the tenth time. Ji Songquan saw the situation on the field at a glance, and at the same time, there was a slight doubt in his eyes.
Everyone should know how strong the next shock will be before the strength tester. And at the fifth level, you should also have a relatively clear understanding of your own tolerance.
It was impossible for Jiang Yiye not to know that he couldn't withstand the tenth wave of shock, but he still had to punch this punch.
For the limelight?
Ji Songquan frowned slightly, if it was just to show off, I was afraid that the road ahead would be very bumpy.
As the president of Yuanwu University, he has seen too many talented students end up in the dark, and he also knows the truth that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng.
Su Bingcai and another tutor immediately jumped on the stage, ready to answer at any time.
At this time, Jiang Yiye's fist had already landed on the drum for the tenth time.
According to his own understanding of power, there was no suspense that the tenth sound sounded. But when the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Su Bingcai and Ji Songquan not far away, Jiang Yiye's heart sank, and the madness in his eyes quickly dissipated.
He immediately understood that he had gone too far, and that he had attracted undue attention.
The will in his mind was forcibly suppressed by him, and the golden light on his fist also dissipated instantly.
On the tenth attack, although the fist landed on the drum surface, it was silent.
The three mentors who were ready to rescue were slightly stunned, didn't make a sound?
Including Ji Songquan, or other students, they were all stunned.
Jiang Yiye's crazy momentum just now seemed to be able to start even the eleventh blow, but now there is no sound.
Before they could react, they saw Jiang Yiye fall to the ground with a pop, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.
Su Bingcai's reaction was the fastest, and he leaped in front of Jiang Yiye. Reaching out, he noticed that although Jiang Yiye's breath was weak, he showed no signs of dying.
"He's out of strength. Su Bingcai turned his head and said to Ji Songquan, then picked up Jiang Yiye and ran towards the medical room.
Ji Songquan was stunned for a few seconds, and then smiled bitterly, he was out of strength, he was still so nervous, he was killed by the tenth counterattack.
Looking at Jiang Yiye, who was taken away by Su Bingcai and quickly disappeared from view, the playground was quiet for a few seconds, and then an overwhelming voice sounded.
The irritable discussion almost lifted the sky.