"Beat the seventeen drums, Han Yi is qualified, not bad. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The white-robed beauty looked at the purple-clothed young man on the stage and praised it expressionlessly.

In an empire like Dongqian, a person who can beat the drums of war seventeen times.

Rare!

"Thank you for the compliment. Han Yi, who was on the drum platform, turned pale, raised his weak hands and bowed to the white-robed beauty, and bowed.

He beat seventeen drums, and at this moment, he was exhausted.

"Next, Ma Yan. The white-robed beauty did not respond to Han Yi, but shouted to the next contestant in the audience.

This is only the first level, the first level is good, and it does not mean that it is passed.

Han Yi was quite reluctant, so the white-robed beauty praised him as encouragement, but it didn't mean anything half-different, and he didn't even write down the name Han Yi in his heart.

The white-robed beauty is the mentor of the Xingxue Academy, and the existence of the Heavenly Realm has always been above the top.

"This person is so powerful, he can beat the war drums seventeen times!" someone in the audience looked at Han Yi and exclaimed.

"This time the school palace selection, I'm afraid this Han Yi can pass!"

"It's natural to pass the selection, do you know Han Yi's identity?His father is Lord Han Shan, the commander of my dragon and guard!" said with a respectful face.

There are very few innate martial artists in Dongqian, and every innate strong person is the existence of a famous party.

And Han Shan is a congenital realm, and it is even more extraordinary, and he is still a celebrity around the emperor and a person who is in awe.

Naturally more!

Han Yi slowly walked down from the drum platform, then took out an elixir from his bosom and swallowed it, sat on the ground and meditated pranayama, preparing for the next level of trial.

Han Yi's father, Han Shan, was also an outer disciple of the Xingxue Academy, and Han Shan mentioned it to Han Yi more than once about the selection of the Academy.

Passing the level can only prove that the strength is average!

Every level must greatly exceed the standards given by the Academy Palace, so that it is possible to successfully enter the Xingxue Academy and become an outer disciple!

So, you have to do your best in every level!

Little by little, time passed.

The first round of selection is also slowly coming to an end.

After Han Yi, there was no one who could beat the war drums seventeen times.

Han Yi was originally one of the most powerful people in this selection, with the cultivation of the peak of the six transformations of the spiritual vein.

Moreover, Han Yi was sent into the army by Han Shan since he was a child.

The drums of war, he beat countless times!

"Yang Ming, three drums, unqualified. The white-robed beauty looked at the failed Yang Ming with a cold face and said.

On the drum ring.

Yang Ming's face was depressed, but he was already powerless, so he could only put the drumstick back.

He was resentful in his heart, and he was only one hammer away!

It's just one hammer away from passing the test!

It's a pity that the last hammer, with all its strength, can't make half a sound.

"The last one, Xiao Yu. The white-robed beauty looked at the audience and shouted.

After a breath.

No one responded.

There was a touch of dissatisfaction on the face of the white-robed beauty, but she didn't expect someone to escape.

She raised her hand, ready to declare the end of the first round.

"Wait!"

Xiao Yu shouted loudly, and then stood up from the ground.

At this moment, he has adjusted his body to the best state, his spiritual power is abundant, and his heart is full of fighting spirit!

"I'm sorry, I was just pranayama and delayed. Xiao Yu walked up to the white-robed beauty and hugged her fists to apologize.

"Since you're here, let's get started. The white-robed beauty did not punish anything, nor did she directly disqualify Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu nodded and turned around.

His eyes were fixed on the tall drum, his face was calm, and he strode away.

On the drum ring.

Xiao Yu picked up the heavy drumstick, but did not drop it immediately, but took a deep breath to calm his body and mind.

"There is another martial artist who cultivates the four spiritual transformations, it is impossible to pass at all, so why bother trying. Offstage, a talented man looked at Xiao Yu with disdain and asserted Xiao Yu's ending.

"What kind of chance does this kind of person give him, just count him as nothing. Another martial artist who cultivated the six transformations of the spirit looked at Xiao Yu and snorted coldly with disdain.

Xiao Yu's complexion was no longer peaceful, but solemn.

Hands raised.

And then.

Swing down!

Rumble!

A huge roar rang out, like a celestial dome, smashing down a thunderbolt.

Within a radius of several miles, the sound shook the sky!

This sound sounded more than everyone before.

Soon, another drum spread across the sky!

Boom!

Almost in a breath, the four hammers fell, and the sound merged together, roaring in all directions!

It's just the blink of an eye, and it's already been swung six times.

"This is six drums?!Is he really a martial artist who cultivates the four spiritual transformations?" Everyone in the audience looked shocked.

Even if Han Yi beats the drum, he takes it slowly, where is there such a crazy drum, this is the Xuanlong war drum, and it takes thousands of catties of strength to barely beat a drum!

Is it a human? Is it a humanoid beast!?

On the examination platform, the face of the white-robed beauty was moved, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Xiao Yu and smiled indifferently.

Not bad!

Boom Boom!

The war drums are still ringing in the sky, resounding through this huge square and resounding in the majestic imperial capital!

Counts, or even dozens, are connected by a chord.

Like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's roar!

"Am I dreaming?!He's already wielded thirty-one hammers!" The sharp-eyed warrior in the audience watched Xiao Yu's movements like a rainstorm.

Shocked!

Boom Boom!

The sound is still there, and the war drums are shaking!

The cold wind hit, and Xiao Yu stopped with both hands.

But.

The echo was still lingering, resounding up and down the imperial capital.

Legend has it that in the ancient wars, a strong man could penetrate the nine heavens with a drum and resound throughout the continent!

"Is there finally no strength, forty-nine drums, talent!" Looking at Xiao Yu on the stage, at this moment, the face of the white-robed beauty was full of admiration, admiration from the heart.

Even if it is the Cloud Empire Wind Empire, those family disciples are rare, and they can beat the forty-nine drums!

This little Dongqian can actually appear such a genius!

Stage.

Xiao Yu's hands did not drop.

Instead, he slowly closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly.

Tears ran down her cheeks.

He trembled, not because of weakness, but because he remembered his father.

Originally.

It was his father Xiao Yuan who taught him to beat the drum hand in hand, and now, his father has become a white bone under the snow......

He hates!

Monstrous hatred!

He couldn't wait to rush into the imperial palace, drag the broken inscription to his father's grave, and then break it to pieces!

But he has to endure, he has to endure, even if he can kill Broken Ming, he still has to endure, the real mastermind behind the scenes is Miaofeng Pavilion!

Before he can face the strength of the Miaofeng Pavilion, he will lurk like a poisonous snake!

He's going to get stronger!

Strong enough to have one hand, will be Miaofeng Pavilion.

Erase!

"Roar!" Xiao Yu roared, pent up in his heart, and the resentment from the bottom of the Nine Shadows poured out!

Rumble!

The drums of war fell again, and the king was alarmed.

Boom Boom!

In a moment, dozens of hammers seemed to fall at the same moment, bursting into dazzling light.

A looming Divine Phoenix Phantom appeared behind Xiao Yu, just like Xiao Yu himself!

"Shattered!" a roar of anger resounded through the sky.

A drumstick smashed down in rage with a terrible sound.

Even outside the imperial capital, you can still hear this earth-shattering and angry sound!

Click.

In the midst of the war drums, a crisp sound sounded.

The Xuanlong War Drum that cost five thousand spirit stones to build.

It collapsed and shattered to the ground......

The aftermath dissipated, and there was no sound in the whole square.

Everyone was speechless in shock, and in addition to being shocked, they were still shocked!

Even the white-robed beauty's face at this moment was shocking!

She is a martial artist of the heavens, her natural eyes are vicious, and she remembers clearly in her heart how many hammers Xiao Yu wielded.

Eighty-one hammers, eighty-one sounds!

Tianjiao!

Peerless!

On the drum ring.

The resentment in Xiao Yu's chest has poured out with the angry vibration of the war drums.

The drumstick in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the sound reverberated through the silent square.

Now.

He's really exhausted.

I can't beat a drum anymore......

"Can you announce the results?" Seeing that the white-robed beauty had not announced the results for a long time, Xiao Yu asked after breathing a sigh of relief.

The white-robed beauty came back to her senses from her surprise and nodded solemnly at Xiao Yu on the drum platform.

Immediately, the white-robed beauty turned her gaze to everyone and spoke loudly.

"Xiao Yu, a total of eighty-one drums, and, shatter the war drums, qualified!"