The Elder Request Drum!
In terms of form, only Armament Soldiers could strike it. Wang Baole was already an Armament Soldier, so he had the right to do so!
In reality, the reason why only Armament Soldiers could strike it was because the drumsticks had to be made on the spot, and the drumsticks were third-grade Numinous Treasures.
This was something that Wang Baole possessed as well!
Seeing that Wang Baole was heading straight for the Elder Request Drum, the expressions of the spectators changed. Their eyes widened, and their hearts trembled.
"The Elder Request Drum! How can Wang Baole be so confident? "
"Every Armament Soldier only has one chance in their life. Wang Baole is going all out!"
"I haven't seen anyone strike the Elder Request Drum in years!"
As the crowd discussed, the examinees, like Wang Baole, were shocked. Lin Tianhao took a deep breath, feeling uneasy. He knew very well that Wang Baole's Numinous Treasures had surpassed his own.
However, after noticing the Pavilion Master's calmness, Lin Tianhao's heart skipped a beat.
The Pavilion Master of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion was indeed calm. Even as Wang Baole walked towards the Elder Request Drum, his expression remained unchanged, and his heart was filled with contempt.
"Childish. Even if Wang Baole succeeds in striking the drum, he will only be able to invite an Elder. The four Elders of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion may seem harmonious, but in reality, they are all vying for the position of Grand Elder. When the time comes, someone will be more than happy to take advantage of the situation!"
"Unless he invites the Grand Elder. It's a pity that there is no Grand Elder in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion now!" With his hands behind his back, the Pavilion Master looked coldly at Wang Baole, who was walking towards the Elder Request Drum.
Wang Baole's heart was boiling with anger. He was certain of the Pavilion Master's ill intentions and knew that the two of them had fallen out. Either he would not be able to take first place today, or … invite an important person who could make the final call and overturn the assessment, suppressing the Pavilion Master!
Now that he was in front of the Elder Request Drum, Wang Baole took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and slammed his hand down onto the drum.
Rumbling sounds could be heard as the pressure emanated out from the Elder Ask Drum, along with the ripples of a magical technique. Immediately, one material after another flew out from the drum to hover in front of Wang Baole.
Among them were spirit stones, jade slips that recorded the inscriptions and refining methods, and a large amount of forging materials.
Wang Baole's eyes flashed. He grabbed the jade scroll and infused it with his spiritual energy. Immediately, the refining method appeared in his mind. He grabbed the spirit stones and began to inscribe the inscriptions.
There were a total of 100,000 inscriptions on the drumstick. It was a Numinous Treasure, so it was not easy to refine. However, to Wang Baole, this was nothing. He opened both his hands at the same time. Following the formula deduction in his mind, he immediately imprinted the inscriptions on the drumstick.
From afar, Wang Baole was surrounded by the ripples of a magical technique and was surrounded by Spirit Qi. One could vaguely see many translucent inscriptions flickering in and out. Finally, one by one, they entered the spirit stones.
This scene attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd. Even the sounds of discussion were much quieter. Many people even posted on the Spirit Intranet.
"Wang Baole is refining the drumstick!"
"Come to Middle Peak quickly. Something big has happened. Wang Baole is arm-wrestling with the Pavilion Master. He wants to strike the Elder Request Drum!"
As the news spread, everyone who heard the news was shocked. Chen Yutong, who was handling matters at the College Administrative Department, was the first to know. Her expression changed, and she rushed to Middle Peak immediately.
There were many others who rushed to Middle Peak like her. At that moment, they gathered in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion from all directions. Soon, they arrived at Middle Peak and saw Wang Baole standing in front of the Elder Request Drum. He had finished imprinting the inscriptions and raised his right hand. Flames appeared in his palm.
At that moment, Wang Baole was using his Pyroblast mystic technique to melt the forging materials and directly refine the drum stick!
All the disciples who saw this scene were moved. Gasps of surprise and exclamations of admiration reverberated in the air.
"Pyroblast! This is the mystic technique that the Dao College rewarded Wang Baole with! "
"Not only does this mystic technique have great destructive power, but it is also suitable for Dharmic Armament cultivators. They don't need a furnace to refine the drum stick!"
"Holy sh * t, this is too cool!"
The entire process was as smooth as flowing water. There wasn't the slightest bit of delay, and it was flawless. There wasn't the slightest mistake. The refining of the drum stick was like a work of art!
While the crowd was in an uproar, Lin Tianhao's eyes were filled with intense jealousy. His breathing was ragged as he quickly looked at the Pavilion Master. At that moment, the Pavilion Master's eyes narrowed slightly, but he wasn't surprised. His expression remained calm.
As the crowd discussed in hushed voices and more people rushed over from afar, time passed slowly. After an hour, Wang Baole waved his right hand. Instantly, the flames in his palm spread and disappeared. A green drum stick appeared before the crowd's eyes.
The red color on the drum stick was dissipating rapidly. It was clear that it had just been refined and was still hot. However, Wang Baole didn't care. The Pyroblast mystic technique made him immune to high temperatures. He raised his right hand and gripped the drum stick. He turned to look coldly at the Pavilion Master, then retracted his gaze. Grabbing the drum stick, he slammed it against the Elder Request Drum!
Dong!
Even though the crowd had been watching the entire process and had been prepared, the sound of the drum still shook them to their core. All the chatter disappeared in an instant. Everyone's mind buzzed.
The sound was too loud. It reverberated throughout Middle Peak and spread throughout the entire Dharmic Armament Pavilion. It shook the heavens!
It seemed to contain Wang Baole's dissatisfaction and anger. The sound of the drum, as if to vent his anger, caused a stir in the entire Dharmic Armament Pavilion. Those who didn't know what was going on were shocked.
"What's going on!"
"What's that sound!"
Amidst their shock, one figure after another rushed out. After asking and investigating each other, they found out that Wang Baole was the one who had struck the Elder Request Drum. They didn't have time to think too much before the second drumbeat sounded!
Dong!
This sound was even louder. As it spread in all directions, Wang Baole's body trembled. His breathing quickened. He finally understood why the Elder Request Drum had only been struck five times at most. Most of the time, it had only been struck three times.
In fact, the Elder Request Drum had strict requirements for the Numinous Treasure drumstick. However, that wasn't the main point. To a certain extent, as long as the drumstick was made, one could strike it as many times as they wanted. However, the number of times one could strike it depended on one's endurance!
After the first strike, Wang Baole felt a strong force rush towards him. It entered his body through the drumstick and vibrated throughout his body. It made his organs feel as if they were tumbling. As his body trembled, his bones seemed to vibrate. It was as if some of the filth in his body had cracked under the vibration.
The second strike had an even stronger force. When it hit his entire body, the filth that had cracked in his body was immediately secreted through his pores.
The vibrations were similar to a Marrow Cleansing, and were extremely beneficial to a Cultivator. However … the pain they had to endure was just as great. That was especially true of the recoil from each strike. Each strike was stronger than the one before, and many people simply couldn't endure it.
After Wang Baole struck the drum for the third time, his body trembled to the extreme. His vision darkened, and he felt as if all his strength had disappeared. Be it his mind or his body, they were almost completely saturated. His body was filled with vibrations.
Wang Baole panted heavily. He let out a low roar and used all his strength to strike the drum for the fourth time. "Three strikes can invite an Elder, but that's not enough. Even five strikes won't be enough to invite the Grand Elder. That's because the position of Grand Elder in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion is currently vacant. I can only … continue to invite higher up!"
Dong!
The war drum vibrated, and the drumstick almost slipped out of his hand. Wang Baole's body trembled and twisted. His face was pale. The vibrations in his body exploded, causing all his bones, meridians, flesh, and blood to feel as if they were being baptized by a storm. His body swayed, and he couldn't stand steadily.
At the same time, the spectating crowd held their breaths. They were all shaken, and gasps of surprise could be heard.
"That's the fourth strike. One more strike, and it will be the most … fifth strike!"
Lin Tianhao gasped when he saw the situation. He looked nervous. As for the Pavilion Master and the other Deputy Pavilion Masters, their expressions changed to varying degrees. The Pavilion Master of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion, in particular, was frowning. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.
However, Wang Baole had also reached his limit. His trembling arms couldn't even hold the drumstick steadily.
"Is this the limit? I wonder how the person who struck the drum for five strikes did it … but I'm not satisfied. " Wang Baole gritted his teeth. His eyes were ferocious. The devouring seed in his body suddenly exploded, and he used the suction force to control his body. In this impossible situation, his arms were a little stiff, but he held the drumstick tightly and struck the war drum again!
He was like a puppet, and the devouring seed's suction force was like an invisible thread that pulled at his body. After the fifth strike, even the invisible thread of suction force in his body seemed to be violently pulled. He felt his vision blur and dizziness, as if he was about to faint. He forced himself to control himself and struck the drum for the sixth time!
As the sound of the drum shook the heavens, the crowd burst into an uproar. Lin Tianhao's mind buzzed. His face was pale and bloodless, and he took a few steps back.
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