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Chapter 1620

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On the martial arts practice field, many Ancient Gods were on the verge of collapsing under the pressure, but most of them clenched their teeth and persevered.

Jian Wushuang also looked as if he was about to fall. Of course, this was just an act he put on.

With his power and state of mind, even if the Six-star Silver-armored Ancient God who released the pressure stood in front of him and released the pressure at full force, it would be difficult to affect him.

Plop! Plop!

One by one, the figures knelt down one after another.

In just a short while, less than half of the original hundred Ancient Gods were still standing.

Besides Jian Wushuang, most of the remaining people had reached their limits.

At that moment, the pressure that came from nowhere suddenly dissipated. As soon as it dissipated, the Ancient Gods who clenched their teeth and persevered on the martial arts practice field heaved a sigh of relief. One by one, they lay on the ground miserably and panted crazily.

Jian Wushuang did not lie on the ground, but his face was also red.

Besides him, there was another person who was standing on the field. It was a two-meter-tall, golden-haired youth who had the appearance of a normal human being. The golden-haired youth's forehead was also covered in sweat. At that moment, his eyes, which were glowing with faint golden light, were looking at Jian Wushuang.

"Apart from me, this person is the only one who can stand and face the pressure. I wonder how powerful he is?" the golden-haired youth muttered.

"The first round of assessment has ended. Those who passed will rest for an hour. After an hour, the second round of assessment will begin," the indifferent man who was in charge of the assessment said loudly.

On the martial arts practice field, the people who passed the first round of assessment immediately seized the time to recover.

After an hour, almost all of the Ancient Gods had recovered to their peak state.

At that moment, a total of eight Ancient Gods carried a huge war drum and walked slowly to the martial arts practice field.

"War drum?" Jian Wushuang revealed a surprised expression.

"This is the Beast King Drum. It is a war drum unique to the Ancient God Clan," Gu Wang's voice rang in Jian Wushuang's mind.

Other than Jian Wushuang, the other ancient gods on the training field obviously knew about the Beast King Drum and were very familiar with it.

"The second round of the examination is the Beast King Drum. I don't need to explain the rules. Step forward one by one and sound the Beast King Drum as many times as you can." The cold-looking man said.

Immediately, the first Ancient God stepped forward.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The ancient god began by striking the drum three times in a row. The sound shook the heavens. Then, he slowed down, but the drumming didn't stop. After striking the drum twelve times, the ancient god tried to strike the drum for the thirteenth time. Unfortunately, the drumstick didn't make any sound when it struck the drum.

"Twelve echoes. That's barely enough. I don't think you'll pass the second round." Gu Wang's voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's mind.

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang's heart skipped a beat.

He could tell that the Beast King Drum wasn't easy to strike. The first Ancient God tried his best but only managed to strike twelve echoes.

Next, the other ancient gods stepped forward and struck the Beast King Drum continuously. However, most of them only struck between the thirteenth and eighteenth echoes. It wasn't until the golden-haired youth, who had performed extremely well in the first round of the examination, stepped forward that the golden-haired youth struck the Beast King Drum twenty-one echoes with all his might.

He was also the first Ancient God to strike twenty echoes.

After the golden-haired youth struck twenty echoes, the cold-looking man couldn't help but glance at him and nod his head slightly.

Finally, Jian Wushuang stepped forward.

After taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang walked in front of the Beast King Drum.

"Jian Wushuang, the Beast King Drum isn't rare in the Ancient God Sanctuary. Not only in the Gu King City, but also in some Ancient God tribes. Hence, the Ancient Gods participating in the examination have struck the Beast King Drum countless times before and know how to control the power within. However, you're different. This is your first time coming into contact with the Beast King Drum and you don't know how to control the power within it. Hence, when you strike the drum later, don't hold back. Use your Ancient God Power and strike the Beast King Drum as many times as possible," Gu Wang said.

"Understood." Jian Wushuang nodded his head.

After taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang took over the drumstick. After that, the Ancient God Power in his body immediately surged.

"Dong!"

When Jian Wushuang struck the Beast King Drum for the first time, he wasn't as coherent as the other Ancient Gods at the beginning. After he struck the drum once, he paused for a moment. However, the sound was unusually deep.

As for Jian Wushuang, the moment he struck the drum, he felt a great resistance coming from the Beast King Drum.

"Do I have to break through this resistance and strike the Beast King Drum?" Jian Wushuang's eyes focused and he continued to strike the drum.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"

After four consecutive drumbeats, Jian Wushuang could feel that the resistance from the Beast King Drum was getting stronger and stronger.

"I don't care so much. I just have to do my best."

Jian Wushuang clenched his teeth and immediately activated his Ancient God Power to the maximum. After that, he struck the drum violently.

One after another, the sound of drums resounded in the Martial Arts Practice Field.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Wushuang had struck the drum for a total of twenty times.

However, at this point, the resistance from the Beast King Drum had reached an extremely high level. Jian Wushuang could feel that he didn't have much Ancient God Power left.

"I see. No wonder you said that I don't know how to control my power. When I struck the Beast King Drum previously, I didn't need to use so much Ancient God Power to strike the drum. The extra Ancient God Power was purely a waste. Now that I've struck the drum for twenty times, at least fifty percent of my Ancient God Power has been wasted." Jian Wushuang shook his head and smiled. He didn't care.

Anyway, he had already struck the drum for twenty times. Next, he continued to use the remaining Ancient God Power to strike the drum.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"

Four more times. When the fifth time came, Jian Wushuang's Ancient God Power was completely exhausted. The drumstick hit the drum, but no sound was heard.

Jian Wushuang finally stopped at twenty-four drumbeats.

"Jian Wushuang, with the purity of your bloodline and the richness of your Ancient God Power, if you don't waste so much Ancient God Power, you can strike the Beast King Drum for twenty-eight or even thirty times." Gu Wang's voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's mind.

"Haha, indeed. But it doesn't matter as long as I can pass the test." Jian Wushuang smiled. He didn't care at all.

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