C121 Limit
C121 Limit
Many geniuses from other cities and towns were looking forward to seeing Han Feng. Compared to some of the major powers in the outer city of Tianfeng City, as well as the sects and families with Genuine Martial Stage warriors, most of the geniuses belonged to grassroots families. They didn't have such a deep background. In terms of status and resources, they had lost a lot.
The nine super geniuses all had terrifying backgrounds, and they could do whatever they wanted in the outer city.
However, Han Feng was different. He had defeated Hai Zhan, one of the super geniuses. No one knew his background. They only knew that he had entered the Herb Medicine Pavilion with his strength, and many young geniuses looked up to him.
At this moment, on the high platform, it seemed like Han Feng was taking their place and fighting against the super genius. Furthermore, Young Master Tianwang was ranked in the top three among the nine super geniuses.
"There's another seat." Loong Yi's eyes swept across the place. He discovered that many people were staring at Han Feng and Sun Tianwang, but none of them noticed that there was an empty war drum in the corner.
"Let me do it." A pleasant female voice was heard from the crowd. Then, everyone saw a graceful figure slowly walking out. A faint fragrance entered their noses, making them feel refreshed.
"Chen Dan." Someone gently called out the woman's name.
Chen Dan was another super genius of Chen family. She was like a moon surrounded by stars. Not only was she beautiful, she was also very strong. Seventeen years old, Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine. He had comprehended the will of water, and with a raise of his hand, he could form rivers and seas.
In the past two years, there had been many young masters from wealthy families who came to propose marriage, hoping to form a good relationship with the Chen family. However, none of these people were worthy of Chen Dan's attention.
In the Tianfeng City, countless people were guessing what kind of extraordinary genius her future husband would be. It would be very difficult to surpass Chen Dan in terms of martial talent and strength.
In the direction of Chen family, the patriarch of Chen family stood up. Chen Dan was his only daughter. Compared to her brothers, Chen Dan's talent was much better. He had poured the most effort into Chen Dan, hoping that she could surpass Chen Ye.
"Let's begin." Seeing that everyone had gathered, Loong Yi didn't say anything and let everyone begin to perform.
"Dong!"
Three war drums simultaneously sounded out. Three invisible combat intent collided with each other, suppressing the remaining hundred people's war drums for a moment.
The three of them looked at each other. The combat intent on their bodies became even stronger, as if there was an invisible golden dragon roaring madly. Han Feng and the other two men struck out their palms once more, causing the war drums to tremble and the heavens and earth to tremble.
Han Feng's Devil Technique was overbearing, and Sun Tianwang's Intent of Devouring was incomparably domineering. However, although Chen Dan looked weak and weak, the strength that erupted from her was also shocking, making people sigh with emotion.
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
... ""
The three of them actually struck seven times in a row without any effort.
Behind Han Feng, the phantom of a devil king emerged. The Devil Dao Qi on his body was even more terrifying, as if it would erode his body if it was touched.
As for Sun Tianwang, his eyes were filled with endless sharp light. A terrifying devouring whirlpool seemed to be gathering around his body. Any energy that came out from the war drum would be devoured by him.
A layer of light blue light emerged on Chen Dan's body, like a fairy in water. Her delicate hands looked weak and boneless, but they could still make a loud sound that shook the sky.
These three people had already made nine echoes, reaching the standard of passing the test. However, the eyes of the crowd became even more fervent. Nine echoes was definitely not the limit of these three people.
"Brother Zhuo, continue." Sun Tianwang smiled, causing Han Feng to have a smile on his face. "Alright."
Han Feng and Sun Tianwang did not have any grudges with each other. Instead, they were sparring to prove themselves.
Their battle intent rose crazily, as if it was going to solidify. In Han Feng's body, the bloodline power was roaring, as if it was going to boil completely. The image of the devil king became more and more solid, as if it was a real devil king that had descended from the heavens.
"What's the difference between the ninth and the tenth echo?" Sun Tianwang was puzzled. Many of them had already made the ninth echo. However, the tenth echo had sent them flying down the platform. This meant that... There was definitely a big difference between the two sounds.
However, Han Feng had already experienced such a difference.
His cultivation realm was at the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight, so he only needed to strike eight times. When he struck the ninth time, the rebounding force from the war drum was ten times stronger than before. The area between his thumb and forefinger was somewhat numb. If it wasn't for the fact that his Devil Dao had broken through to the Level Two, he would have been knocked down by the rebounding force.
Many of the people who had tried to hit the drum a few times earlier were knocked down by the sudden force of the drum, which was several times stronger than the number of times they had hit the drum.
"Dong!" The ground let out a sound as if the three of them had some kind of tacit understanding. Once again hitting the drums at the same time, endless battle intent raged wildly. The entire venue shook violently. Han Feng's Devil Palm Print and Sun Tianwang's Devouring Fist Light... Chen Dan's Ice Palm had become many times stronger under the activation of the war drum. Even a Half-step Genuine Martial Stage warrior would not be able to escape death if they encountered one.
Although the backlash was very strong, the energy it could unleash was even more powerful.
"It's the tenth echo." Everyone muttered in their hearts. These three were all extremely talented people. It shouldn't be any less than the echo of the ocean battle, right?
Loong Yi's eyes swept across this place, and a satisfied smile emerged on his face. The students of this year's batch were all very good. They were able to produce a sound that surpassed their cultivation realms. This proved that their combat strength and talent were definitely many times greater than those of the same cultivation level. Such an examination allowed one to clearly see the potential of each student.
"Who is this kid? He's only a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight, but he managed to strike ten times with ease?" Loong Yi's eyes swept across Han Feng, then he suddenly stopped. In the report he received, this black-robed youth wasn't mentioned. However, this young man seemed to be able to produce more results. His talent should be extraordinary. Why wasn't he on the list of super geniuses?
The so-called super geniuses were not solely based on cultivation. They were chosen based on the age, cultivation, combat strength, and many other factors. However, among the students of this year's batch, amongst the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven and Level Eight, it seemed like there were no geniuses whose combat strength surpassed their cultivation level by too much, which made the nine super strong geniuses all Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors. However, at this moment, it seemed like the people who were sent out were blind. They didn't record this young man named Zhuo Mu.
"Perhaps it was an oversight." Loong Yi thought to himself. Even if Han Feng had great talent, he wouldn't stay for too long. There were many geniuses, but very few were able to truly grow.
In front of the war drum, Sun Tianwang was shocked. The power of the tenth sound was indeed very strong. Compared to the ninth sound, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.
"Again!" Han Feng shouted out loudly and his palm trembled. * Hong Long...... * Many of the weaker warriors had pale faces and felt helpless.
"Brother Zhuo is indeed extraordinary." Although Sun Tianwang already knew that Han Feng was that man's son, he was still shocked when he saw Han Feng's explosive strength.
Such an attack wasn't any weaker than his, but there was still a realm of difference between them.
When Han Feng broke through to the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine, he would be able to kill a Genuine Martial Stage Level One warrior, right?
Young Master Tianwang and Chen Dan struck the war drum at the same time. The sound of the drum rolled in the air. The sound of the drum was incessant, as if a devouring storm had swept across the venue. At the same time, a blue airflow that was like a river and ocean rolled crazily. It canceled out the devouring force.
"Young master Tianwang and young lady Chen Dan are fighting with the war drums!" Everyone's eyes focused. This war drum could not only be used to prove one's talent, it could also be used to attack.
Immediately after that, the rumbling of the war drum sounded once again. The phantom of a devil king appeared in the middle of the Devouring Storm and the ocean current. An incomparably terrifying devil king arm stretched out from nowhere and ripped apart the Devouring Storm!
The devil king's face seemed to be brimming with a smile. He suddenly struck out with his palm and instantly shattered the blue air flow into nothingness.
The sound of the war drums rang out crazily. Everyone seemed to have forgotten the number of people beating the drums. Instead, they looked at the collision of the three sides in the void with infatuation.
"Young Master Tianwang seems to have joined hands with Miss Chen Dan."
In the sky, the shadow of a devil king was shrouding the sky. The light blue water spear was crazily rushing towards him. A devouring palm print was unleashed from the war drum of young master Tianwang, continuously attacking the shadow of the devil king. It seemed like Han Feng was receiving attacks from both sides at the same time.
This wasn't because Sun Tianwang and Chen Dan wanted to push Han Feng away, but because Han Feng's previous attack had given them tremendous pressure. If they didn't join hands, they would certainly be suppressed by Han Feng.
Han Feng seemed to have the overbearing power of the Devil Technique and his powerful bloodline. The terrifying will of the Martial Dao was superimposed on each other, causing Han Feng's war drum to unleash unparalleled strength. He had the complete upper hand.
Boom!
Terrifying air currents crashed into the ground, causing sand to fly everywhere. Han Feng and the other two men unleashed their incomparably powerful combat intent, causing one's heart to tremble.
The three of them were like true warriors, crazily fighting with all their might. The sound of drums rumbled, and black hair fluttered in the air. The heaven and earth rumbled, and everyone's eyes flickered with astonishment.
"It's the eighteenth echo!" There were still people staring at the war drums in their hands. Even though the sounds of the drums were endless, the actual number of echoes they produced was eighteen.
Loong Yi's expression changed.
It wasn't just him. The faces of the elders on the platform changed. They knew very well what 18 sounds meant.
For thousands of years, those who could produce eighteen echoes were all top geniuses. Genuine Martial Stage couldn't stop them. Even a low grade Astral Martial Stage was considered weak.
It was said that there was once someone who could produce twenty-five echoes of the war drum. That person had become a figure that shook the entire State of Zhao.
In the void, the water spear and the Devouring Palm Seal dissipated. Sun Tianwang and Chen Dan walked down from the stage. Eighteen echoes was their limit.
"Zhuo Mu, why is he still on the stage? Could it be that he can still continue?"
Everyone took a deep breath. Eighteen echoes was actually not Han Feng's limit?