Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 1411 - 248: Eight Hundred Years Later, His Name Will Still Be Remembered!
On the high platform to the north.
Boom——
Boom——
Everyone just felt the ground shaking beneath their feet.
As they looked towards the source of the shock, they saw sixteen strong men, carrying a drum, stepping slowly from a corner of the training field.
The sixteen moved as one, lifting their feet together and setting them down together.
Each step they took sent tremors through the earth, as if an earth dragon was turning over.
"Is this the Kui Niu Drum?" In the stands, a spectator, feeling the vibrations through their body, exclaimed in awe.
"The Kui Niu Drum, also known as the Champion Drum, can only be sounded by each generation’s Martial Champion!"
"What kind of spectacle do you think the new Martial Champion will produce?"
"A dramatic change in weather!"
"And what about the Qi-Blood?"
"Although he won through Sword Dao, exceeding Master Mingxin, this youngest Martial Champion’s Qi-Blood should be able to transform into a Red Dragon!"
"..."
Amidst countless discussions, the sixteen strong men carried a drum less than a zhang wide, yet moved as if bearing a mountain, slowly advancing.
Each step shook the ground.
As they continued, you could see sweat rolling down the strong men’s bodies like raindrops.
It was clear that these sixteen strong men were gradually becoming exhausted.
"How heavy is this Kui Niu Drum exactly?" Jiang Ning watched this scene, feeling a little curious.
He could see that these sixteen men were not only physically strong as oxen but also had exceptional talent.
Crucially, these sixteen strong men were not weak in Martial Arts; all were Sixth Rank.
"This Kui Niu Drum must weigh at least over one hundred thousand jin."
His thoughts flashed through his mind, and he made a judgment.
A moment later.
Rumble——
The sixteen strong men reached the center of the training field and slowly set down the Kui Niu Drum.
Even though it was done gently, the earth still roared with a thunderous sound.
"Let the new champion sound the drum to announce it to the world!" Wang Hong’s voice rang out.
"Let the new champion sound the drum to announce it to the world!!" Soldiers all around shouted in unison, their loud voices almost overturning the entire training field.
Many spectators around turned pale with fright.
Dong——Dong Dong——Dong Dong Dong——
The sound of the drum in the training field suddenly began, the beating becoming more and more rapid, suddenly turning into raindrops like a storm.
Upon hearing it, one’s heart filled with blood boiling excitement.
This is a war drum, its beat intense and uplifting.
At this moment, spurred by the sound of the war drum, Jiang Ning also felt his whole Qi-Blood beginning to boil.
He immediately took off his shirt, revealing his streamlined muscles.
Seeing this, the Princess standing nearby immediately lit up with excitement.
"Shiqi, your husband’s physique combined with that face is truly extraordinary."
"Second Sister!" Ji Mingyue immediately looked at her with a cautious expression.
At this moment, Jiang Ning descended step by step along the stairs.
Soon, he passed through the training field and stood before the Kui Niu Drum.
Standing before the Kui Niu Drum, he could still feel a strong aura of hostility contained within the drum,
and as he approached, the aura of hostility seemed to be provoked, rushing towards him.
He squinted slightly, staring at the Kui Niu Drum in front of him.
The drum wasn’t large, only about seven feet wide, and the drum surface displayed patterns resembling clouds and thunder.
On each side of the drum lay two drumsticks, made from unidentified beast bones.
Jiang Ning grasped a drumstick in each hand, feeling the heavy weight in his hands.
He hefted them slightly in his hand and knew the drumsticks weighed no less than four thousand jin.
And this four thousand jin weight, he could handle only within the Eighth Grade Divine Power Realm.
Generally speaking, to freely wield four thousand jin, it required more than ten thousand jin of arm strength, while engaging the core muscles of the entire body.
He then swung the drumstick with his right hand.
Boom——
A thunderous sound exploded instantly.
At this moment, a strong vibration traveled up his arm and spread throughout his whole body.
In an instant, his whole body’s Qi-Blood boiled like hot water.
Boom——
Another swing landed.
Even stronger vibrations spread throughout his body.
At this moment, he felt a subtle current within the vibrations. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
With the current’s stimulation, his flesh seemed to be reorganized anew.
As the current dissipated, his whole body felt more transparent.
The Kui Niu Drum, to have such an effect!
His thoughts flashed through his mind.
Boom——
With all his muscles working in harmony, another strike landed.
The sound was like thunder, louder than before.
Boom——
Then another bead struck.
It was as if thunder exploded within the training field.
With the force increasing, he also felt the Kui Niu Drum’s feedback getting stronger.
The Qi-Blood boiled even more fiercely, countless currents running through his body.
Wherever they passed, his functions became stronger and more vital.
Boom——Boom Boom——Boom Boom——
One strike stronger than the last, the drumbeats rolled like thundering explosions, shaking up the dust from the ground, causing some to rise from their seats.
At this moment, as Jiang Ning swung the drumsticks, the movement of his muscles was clearly visible, his ape-like arms, wasp waist, distinct musculature, filled with an intense sense of visual impact.
Suddenly.
Rumble——
A thunderous roar echoed through the heavens and the earth, and the weather began to change dramatically.
Gale winds formed from nothing, and the once clear and cloudless sky suddenly filled with gathering dark clouds.
"Indeed, this new Martial Champion Jiang Ning has achieved the degree of a dramatic weather change!" In the stands, there were those who stood up, looking up at the sky, and spoke in amazement.
"There’s no doubt about it, this new Martial Champion has broken the Great Xia’s eight-hundred-year record!"
"Indeed! Over these eight hundred years, he is undoubtedly the youngest Martial Champion!"
"What do you think, in the next eight hundred years, will people still remember this new Martial Champion?"
"They certainly will! Especially if no one in the next eight hundred years can break his record, he will become a mountain atop countless new Martial Champions!"
"..."
Upon witnessing this scene above the training field, countless exclamations of amazement erupted.
