The audience was shocked by Einherjar Wannabe's arrogance. Meanwhile, Zambrotta's apprentices on Mars started to curse at Einherjar Wannabe. Fortunately, they weren't in the arena, or else they would have caused a huge commotion. The Martians were known for their short tempers, and Zambrotta's Thunder Drum was known for its violent nature. However, Zambrotta didn't refute Einherjar Wannabe's words.
Instead, he took out his Thunder Drum. Einherjar Wannabe stood there with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed. It was as if he was listening to the music instead of fighting.
What the hell was going on?
Boom …
Zambrotta's Thunderclap Drum sounded. Although he did not know how powerful the real Thunderclap Drum was, the Thunderclap Drum was known as a godly weapon in PA. With Zambrotta's performance, it was like the descent of the Thunder God.
It was an earth-shattering strike. GN Force was unleashed in the form of shockwaves. When the GN Force was converted into sound waves through a special technique, not only would it not be weakened, but it would also be extremely difficult to defend against. It was definitely an indiscriminate attack. It was not hard to imagine how the Thunder Drum King single-handedly killed thousands of Zergs.
Zambrotta's clothes exploded with a roar, and his GN Force suddenly increased. A Level Six Fighter's Soul Energy would increase from five hundred, and with the sound of the drum, Zambrotta's GN Force had already broken through six hundred.
"Mountain Quake!"
The drumsticks hit each other violently, and waves of shockwaves exploded. It was obvious that the shockwaves were gathering towards Einherjar Wannabe. When one's training reached a certain level, one would be able to control one's drumming. After all, an indiscriminate attack would cause a lot of damage, and Zambrotta had already reached this level.
His control of sound waves had reached the acme of perfection.
The sound of the drum shook the entire arena, and waves of shockwaves hit Einherjar Wannabe. However, Einherjar Wannabe seemed to be asleep.
This drumbeat full of battle qi was awakening his memory bit by bit. His heart was filled with a power that couldn't be vented. In the depths of those tens of millions of battleships, there seemed to be a figure who looked down on the world. He used to despise the world, he used to be invincible, and no one could resist him!
Zambrotta's face was completely twisted. His drumming was divided into three parts. The first part was the Mountain Quake, but Einherjar Wannabe didn't react at all. Even Lie Jingtian had to defend himself after hearing his drumming, but Einherjar Wannabe was still breathing calmly.
"Earthquake!"
As someone who had advanced to the second stage, Zambrotta was completely in the zone. He had never expected to encounter such a formidable opponent in such a place. The drums sounded suddenly. One needed to be in the right state of mind in battle. Right now, Zambrotta refused to believe that the person before him was only 17 years old unless he was a ghost.
The sound of the drums grew louder in an instant. The thunderclaps not only shook the earth, but also the souls of the spectators. The officials were scrambling to reinforce the power of the barrier, but it had already killed a large number of IPA players. PA would surely be sued for compensation after the match, and they had never hosted such a powerful match before. Although he had predicted that the barrier would be able to withstand up to 700 sols of attack, he had forgotten that the effect of Soul Energy on the GN Force would change according to the user's GN Force and the way he attacked, and it was not just a simple stream of data. Although he had predicted that the barrier would be able to withstand up to 700 sols of attack, he had forgotten that the effect of Soul Energy on the GN Force would change according to the user's GN Force and the way he attacked.
The PA officials didn't have any experts. How would they know how powerful the Thunderclap Drum was?
The rhythm of the earthquake clearly slowed down, but each strike was heavier, directly bombarding his spiritual sea!
Not only did the sound wave attack attack the body, but it could also directly attack the mind. At the same time, it would cause a dizzying effect and force the opponent to seal off their sense of hearing.
However, Einherjar Wannabe didn't seal off his sense of hearing, it seemed like he was enjoying the drumming.
Wang Tong didn't look at the battle, he was just watching the show instead of watching the fight. Instead, he was listening to the drumming. Although it wasn't as good as watching a live match, the fighting spirit was able to awaken many things and bring him inspiration.
Wang Tong had been marching towards the ultimate path of Martial Arts, but it was too difficult for him to reach this step. Everyone knew that it would lead to a bright future, but throughout the history of mankind, only a few people had been able to make it.
The earthquake!
Zambrotta was finally going to use his trump card, the third stage of the Thunderclap Drum, and it was also the most terrifying stage.
— Heaven Shaking!
Boom …
Zambrotta became arrogant. At this moment, he was like a master of martial arts, the representative of the sound wave attack. He was going to show off the power of the Thunderclap Drum in front of the whole world.
One strike of the drum shocked the world!
Boom …
Seven hundred sols of Soul Energy.
However, it didn't matter. The energy of the sound wave in the air had completed a miraculous superposition. The invisible sound wave became visible to the naked eye, and it was about to engulf Einherjar Wannabe as if it had a life of its own.
Einherjar Wannabe was unable to dodge, and there was nowhere to hide, and at the same time, he was unable to defend himself. When the third stage was completed, the superposition of the sound wave had reached the stage where even a fighter with a stronger Soul Energy would have to find a way to stop the Thunderclap Trilogy.
Maybe it was because of the pressure from his opponent, or maybe it was because there were countless people watching, but Zambrotta performed very well.
It was the perfect Thunderclap Trilogy.
Einherjar Wannabe saw the figure of the lone figure massacring his enemies, and he didn't know why, but he also felt guilty and sad, as if he had lost the most important thing in his life. Einherjar Wannabe had lost his mind, and the most important thing in his heart was the source of his sadness and madness. Einherjar Wannabe finally understood it after losing it, but it was all too late.
The recording stopped abruptly.
The attack was coming.
Roar ~ ~ ~
Einherjar Wannabe roared into the sky. His voice was filled with indescribable confusion, as if he was shouting silently, "Who am I?!!!!"
Bam ~ ~ ~
Zambrotta's face turned pale as he took seven to eight steps back. It was an absolute blow to his confidence. Einherjar Wannabe had completely shattered his Thunderclap Triple Strike with just a long roar.
Zambrotta's disciple froze in his frenzy, because it was impossible. This was the Thunderclap Trilogy that even Einherjar Wannabe had to avoid!
Einherjar Wannabe stared at Zambrotta's drum, and with a wave of his right hand, the Thunderclap Drum landed in Einherjar Wannabe's hand.
Einherjar Wannabe completely ignored Zambrotta's existence, as if he was no match for him. Einherjar Wannabe stared at the drum in his hand, he could feel the intense emotions in his body, but it was chaotic and intermittent.
Suddenly, he raised both of his hands high up.
Bam …
The sound of the drum swept across, as if it only needed one strike to strip away Einherjar Wannabe's Soul Energy.
— Confusion!
Zambrotta sat down.
Einherjar Wannabe raised both of his hands high up again, and then slowly lowered them down. However, for some reason, his vision seemed to be overlapping, as if he had eight hands.
Bam …
— Nirvana!
Zambrotta's seven orifices started to bleed, his Soul Energy had reached its peak, and he was trying his best to defend himself. His hands were tightly gripping the drumsticks, as if they were his life.
Zambrotta was on the verge of death, one more strike and he would definitely die. Although he might not suffer any physical damage, it would definitely cause a great deal of damage to his Soul Energy.
Einherjar Wannabe's eyes were filled with murderous intent, because the last strike was the real killer move. Zambrotta's face darkened, he could feel that his opponent only needed two strikes to deal damage to him, and it was even more powerful than before.
Einherjar Wannabe slowly raised his hands, and everyone's eyes were glued to his hands. These were the hands that held the power of life and death.
At this moment, Einherjar Wannabe seemed to have turned into a devil …
Suffocating …
Zambrotta felt that his decades of hard work had been in vain. Einherjar Wannabe's two strikes had revealed the essence of drumming, and it was because he understood that he was powerless. For the past five years, Zambrotta's ultimate goal was to give up on the drumsticks and achieve the level of controlling the sound with his hands, which was the highest level achieved by the creator of the Thunderclap Drum.
However …
As the successor of the Thunderclap Drum, Zambrotta knew very well that he would be finished after the third strike.
Einherjar Wannabe's face was filled with murderous intent, he was as unstoppable as the devil himself. If the third strike landed, Zambrotta would be crippled.
Kill him, kill everything in his path, kill! Kill! Kill!
Einherjar Wannabe's soul was shaken by the murderous intent that came out of nowhere …
Slowly, he lowered his hand and glanced at Zambrotta. He didn't land the third strike, and the murderous intent gradually disappeared.
Einherjar Wannabe went offline.
What's going on???
Everyone was dumbfounded. Who won in the end???
Why didn't the third strike land???
Zambrotta fell to the ground with a thud. He had fought many aces on Mars, but none of them could match Einherjar Wannabe's murderous intent.
Einherjar Wannabe's murderous intent was like that of an Asura or a demon king. Even his soul was corroded by the murderous intent. If they were in the real world, Einherjar Wannabe would have died without a trace. Even in a virtual world like this, Einherjar Wannabe's strength would have regressed by at least five years.
Zambrotta slowly picked up the Thunderclap Drum, put his palms together, and bowed deeply. He had finally seen the bare-handed Thunderclap Drum that even his mentor had failed to achieve.
Zambrotta went offline as well.
Although no one knew what had happened, they had a feeling that Einherjar Wannabe had spared Zambrotta's life. Even so, Zambrotta put his palms together and gave a ninety-degree bow, which was usually done by a disciple or a respectable person.
This …
About five minutes later, the officials announced that Einherjar Wannabe had won!
The Martians had admitted their defeat.
The players were really excited this time. None of them went offline because they had too many questions!
A seventeen-year-old Einherjar?
Apart from Einherjar Wannabe, who else could defeat a Level Six ace? Zambrotta was not a passerby, he was one of the top ten aces on Mars!
He was one of the strongest aces on Mars.
Einherjar Wannabe had given Einherjar Wannabe a taste of his own medicine!
Even the Thunderclap Drum Art was no exception. There was no such thing as the strongest, only stronger.
Even Einherjar Wannabe couldn't do it.
Who's still not convinced?!
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