"Next year …" Zhou Yang smiled and walked towards Guo Zhanxiong. "Uncle Guo, it's my turn on the list, right?"
Guo Zhanxiong nodded. "According to the list, it's you."
"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."
With that, Zhou Yang grabbed the drumsticks and walked towards the war drum. He did not take Ye Xin's words to heart.
"How dare you! Housekeeper Ye, take back the drumsticks." Ye Xin was furious. She had been in charge of the Zhou family all these years. Now that she was ignored by Zhou Yang, she was so angry that she had forgotten that Zhou Zhantian was beside her.
Ye Taishan attacked immediately after Ye Xin's instruction. A powerful vital energy overflowed from his hand, and the drumsticks that Zhou Yang had just grabbed exploded into pieces. If he had not let go in time, his hand would have been crippled.
Everyone saw this, but no one said anything because Zhou Zhantian did not move.
"You destroyed my drumsticks …" Zhou Yang suddenly laughed, then clenched his right fist. "Beat the drum, I don't need drumsticks!"
No drumsticks.
Everyone couldn't help but frown. If they used their fists to hit the war drum, the recoil would be even more direct.
But no one said anything. Everyone just looked at Zhou Yang quietly, waiting for the drum to sound. Only Ye Zhining did not look at Zhou Yang.
"No matter what you want to prove, it's all in vain. Everything has already been decided." Ye Zhining closed her eyes, her expression as calm as still water.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
The drum sounded, but it was different from the previous ones. This sound was more domineering because it was made with a fist.
"It's the fifth sound. I wonder what cultivation this boy has." Tang Zhenghe was suddenly curious. This domineering young man who did not even care about Ye Xin made him feel that this trip was worthwhile.
"Didn't you say that he has the cultivation of the Eighth Stage of the Saturn Realm? But his foundation is definitely not stable, and he can only make six sounds at most with his fist," Tang Yuewu said, swallowing a tanghulu.
"The princess is right. I see that this person is fierce in appearance but weak in heart. I'm afraid six sounds will be difficult," Yuchi Zhenjie agreed.
Bang …
Yuchi Zhenjie had just finished speaking when the sixth sound was heard.
"The princess guessed correctly. At most six sounds," Yuchi Zhenjie said awkwardly.
"Hmph, he's so stingy, his cultivation can't be that high." The Young Princess said proudly. Although she felt that cultivation had nothing to do with being stingy, as long as she could see Zhou Yang being defeated, she would be happy. Moreover, she had come here to see Zhou Yang being defeated.
Bang!
However, before she had time to eat the second candied haws, the seventh bell rang again.
"Seven sounds. Even if he is a rank eight cultivator, seven sounds with his fists is already his limit. Only seven sounds, let's see who will speak up for you today." Zhou Zitao was secretly delighted. He turned around to look at Xu Yunfei, who had just arrived, and both of them smiled at the same time.
"What a pity, if this young man had a high-grade Astral Soul, his future would be limitless." Tang Zhenghe sighed as he looked at Zhou Yang.
"City Lord Tang is right. Using one's fist to sound the drum seven times is already very amazing," Lady Nine agreed.
"Hmph, what's so amazing about that? I can do it too." Tang Yuewu clenched her fist in defiance, but her eyes were filled with astonishment.
On the main seat in the east, Zhou Zhan Tian was still as calm as an ancient well. His countenance didn't change in the slightest, but the third madam beside him, Ye Xin's eyes were filled with anxiety. She didn't think that Zhou Yang would be able to surpass Ye Zhining, but with Zhou Zhan Tian here today, the better Zhou Yang's performance, the more variables there would be in the future.
After all, Zhou Yang also had the bloodline of Zhou Zhan Tian, while Ye Zhining was only a collateral relative.
"Sounding the drum seven times, he's ranked third. It's a pity that Astral Souls are forcibly awakened." Ye Xin laughed.
"Third Sister is right. On the path of cultivation, Astral Souls represent one's future," Zhao Huan said in a low voice, glancing at Zhou Zhan Tian.
Zhou Zhan Tian nodded his head, agreeing with Zhao Huan's words. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Zhou Yang turning his head to look at him.
"Father, with my strength, can I participate in this examination?" Zhou Yang's question seemed to be directed at Zhou Zhan Tian, but everyone present knew that it was directed at Ye Xin.
Ye Xin's expression was ugly. She stood up and said unhappily, "You only sounded the drum seven times. If you don't count your talent, you'd barely be ranked third."
Zhou Yang smiled lightly and immediately clenched his fist again.
"Boom!"
His fist bombarded the drum, causing an even louder drum sound to resound throughout the training grounds. Many of the weaker guards turned pale after hearing this sound, and they unconsciously took a few steps back.
"What about now? What's your ranking?" Zhou Yang looked at Ye Xin, his voice cold.
The entire training grounds fell silent. No one expected Zhou Yang to actually sound the drum eight times, and with his fist at that.
"Impossible, how could he use his fist to sound the drum eight times? Could it be that his cultivation has already broken through?" Zhou Zitao's gaze darkened, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
"As a martial artist, you should keep a low profile. You are only at the Saturn Realm. What is there to show off? I don't know how your mother usually teaches you. You have no manners." Ye Xin retorted after a brief moment of shock.
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Zhou Yang's expression turned cold. He looked at Ye Xin with a trace of murderous intent, "Didn't you say that I'm not qualified to participate in the assessment? Now that I've proven it to you, you say that I'm showing off. Fine … Today, I'll show off for you to see."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yang punched the war drum at lightning speed.
"Pa …"
This sound was different from any other, because the drum … had been broken!
The drum had burst!
For a moment, the entire martial arts arena was in an uproar. Even a calm person like Tang Zhenghe actually stood up.
One in ten thousand …
Elder Du's words were still ringing in their ears, but this one-in-a-million thing had actually happened.
Zhou Yang broke the drum with his fist.
Ye Xin was stunned, and Elder Du was also silent. Even Tang Yuewu, who had been looking for an opportunity to attack Zhou Yang, opened her mouth wide, and candied fruits rolled out of it.
The silence of the martial arts arena was broken by the sound of candied fruits falling to the ground. Immediately after, a round of applause came from the entrance of the martial arts arena. Everyone turned around and saw an old man in a gray robe with a flame symbol at the corner of his robe.
Alchemy Guild, Sima Yan.
Everyone stood up at the same time to greet him. Zhou Zhantian even left his seat.
"Master Sima has come personally for a mere assessment. Zhantian feels guilty." Zhou Zhantian cupped his hands and said.
"General Zhou, you're welcome. I came at the right time to witness this one-in-a-million scene." Sima Yan looked at Zhou Yang with admiration.
Zhou Zhantian smiled and did not say anything. He only instructed the servants to prepare a seat.
After Sima Yan sat down, the Second Madam personally left the stage.
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