THE MARTIAL GOD

Chapter 19: The War Drum

Lin Feng had completely released his dark spirit. Sweat dripped all over his body as he struggled with every breath.

The attack became very powerful. Lin Feng was definitely an incredible talent that could only be seen every ten thousand years. It was almost like he was holding ten thousand swords simultaneously. The thunderous roar had consumed the entire atmosphere within the abyss.

Lin Feng was stunned by the progress he had made. He could predict when and how the counterattack would retaliate. He didn't stop attacking the drums for even a second. If he stopped even for a moment, the sword Qi from a single counterattack would destroy him. Lin Feng did not anticipate this kind of situation.

"How does it get strong?" Lin Feng had thousands of theories but could not understand his current situation. Lin Feng had never been able to release such a powerful energy, so how could the energy he had returned be so much stronger. Even a Cultivator who had reached the Ling Qi layer would find it difficult to unleash such a powerful attack.

“Since I started using the Roaring Thunder skill, the energy from each attack has accumulated and the sword Qi is getting stronger. This was how it achieved such overwhelming strength. '' Thought Lin Feng while still avoiding each and every counterattack.

The Qi of the Sword had turned into an unknown power.

"Although Han Man had only reached the eighth Qi layer, it seemed like he was able to achieve a perfect fusion with the Earth under his feet. Earth gave her power. It was precisely because he used the power of the Earth combined with his abilities that he was able to defeat a Cultivator of the ninth Qi layer in three boxing matches and even cause injuries to that disciple. ”

Lin Feng suddenly thought of the fight between Han Man and the Cultivator of the ninth Qi layer which gave him a brilliant idea. He originally thought that Han Man could use the power of the Earth because his spirit was an earth spirit but Lin Feng realized that this type of thinking was wrong. This power is all around us at all times and anyone can use this power as their own.

Every time he used the Nine Great Waves to attack the drum, the drum counterattacked.

Lin Feng had realized that if the eight drums did not have the potential to attack. If the Nine Heavy Waves bounced off the drum to return at Lin Feng, it was because of the strength in the attack. If Roaring Thunder rose from the drum and returned to Lin Feng, it was because of the strength of his Roaring Thunder skill.

"Strength!" Lin Feng had a bright smile on his face. He suddenly changed the way he used his sword and each of his attacks became more skillful and elegant. His swordplay had become graceful and while each of his movements required unparalleled skill, when used by Lin Feng it seemed as easy as breathing.

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In the Stormy Gorge, in the Life and Death Arena suddenly a group of people approached from the sky.

When the crowd in the Canyon saw these people, everyone from the Yun Hai Sect looked at them with great respect. But in their hearts, they were all a little nervous and stunned at the turn of events. Chu Zhan Peng was one of the eight officials of the country; however Patriarch Yun Hai ruled over everyone in his territory, even though both sects had equal status. He was the great leader of the sect that made all the elders of the Yun Hai sect anxious upon his arrival.

"Patriarch, Great Elder" Every member of the Yun Hai sect bowed at the same time to greet the two special hosts.

"Chu Zhan Peng greeted Patriarch Nan Gong and Elder Mo. '' Chu Zhan Peng said to the two people who were calmly moving towards him while slightly bowing respectfully. He still had a strange smile on his face that made him look handsome while unleashing his evil intentions.

"Young Master Chu Zhan Peng, how are you today?" Nan Gong Ling looked at Chu Zhan Peng while nodding his head. Nan Gong Ling was middle-aged but still had signs of youth on her face and she was surprisingly calm in front of the junior patriarchy. His youth showed that he spent less time than most on the path of cultivation but still had a mature composure.

"Nan Gong Ling was the youngest Patriarch the Yun Hai Clan had ever had in its entire history. Although you are not as strong as my father yet, but if we have to fight, I will have a lot of pressure and the outcome will be unknown. Your strength is amazing at a young age. "Said Chu Zhan Peng looking calm. He was secretly amazed by Nan Gong Ling. Nan Gong Ling was the strongest disciple of the Yun Hai sect in the past hundred years. He had become the Patriarch of the Yun Hai sect when he was only forty years old. His reputation was known throughout the cultivation world.

“My father is much stronger today than when you last saw him. He also told me to welcome you when I went to come to the Yun Hai Sect. "Father Chu Zhan Peng was actually the Patriarch of the Hao Yue Sect.

Nan Gong Ling nodded and said: "Mo Xie, Chu Zhan Peng came here as a guest, how could you let him stand. ”

"The great Chu Zhan Peng came to the Yun Hai Sect because he wanted us to free him one of our ordinary disciples called Lin Feng. "Said Mo Xie explaining.

"Because of ordinary students?" Nan Gong Ling asked frowning annoyedly.

Chu Zhan Peng faced the great elders and patriarchs of the Yun Hai sect, so he was careful not to sound too exaggerated with his words or else he might not go with his life. He wanted Nan Gong Ling to accept his request. Therefore he used a gentle and humble tone. However, Nan Gong Ling was not that kind of person and she perfectly understood what was going on.

"Mo Xie, how do you want to handle this?" Nan Gong Ling asked.

Mo Xie did not immediately reply. He secretly glanced at one of the great elders standing beside Nan Gong Ling.

“That child, regardless of the elders and superiors is guilty. He must be expelled from sect ”.

Mo Xie was protected in his speech. If he were to directly say that he was going to give Lin Feng to Chu Zhan Peng to save his face, it would definitely anger Nan Gong Ling. Lin Feng was still a disciple of the Yun Hai Sect after all. How could he send one of his disciples to the Hao Yue sect without question? But saying he was going to take Lin Feng out of the Sect implied that everything that happened after him would have nothing to do with the sect anymore because Lin Feng would not be a disciple anymore. How cruel was Mo Xie to this ordinary disciple on his face?

Nan Gong Ling frowned and shook her head. He knew exactly what Mo Xie meant in his words. Nan Gong Ling was unwilling to give up one of his disciples.

"Patriarch, his behavior is dangerous to our sect and his reputation, if he stays in the Yun Hai Sect, it will be a disaster in the future. Mo Xie begged that you take out that disciple for the welfare of the other sect disciples. “Say Mo Cang Lan; one of the elders of the sect.

Everyone around them completely understood the situation. Solutions must be found. Mo Cang Lan, as one of the Great Elders was also in charge of law enforcement within the sect. His position in the sect hierarchy was extremely high. He was also Mo Xies father. After what he said, it could easily be understood what the consequences were for Lin Feng.

“Murid regular. "Whispering Nan Gong Ling. He was inwardly shocked but did not show it. He did not approve of Mo Xie's decision but Mo Cang Lan was the main character in the sect. Nan Gong Ling could not make Mo Cang Lan lose face because of a simple Ordinary disciple. Leaving Lin Feng was the only solution.

At that time, Nan Gong Ling would agree.

"GOOONNNG" A deep soul-piercing sound rang out and it seemed as if the sound was echoing through the mountains, each vibration making everyone present slightly tremble. It sounds like the gods are marching to battle in heaven and this is the war drum they are playing.

The whole crowd was confused. Where did that loud and scary sound come from? They could not think of what caused the sound they had just heard. The patriarch of the Yun Hai sect, Nan Gong Ling shivered on his back as a light shone in his eyes. It was the sound of drums in the Cliffs of Zhangu.

Mo Cang Lan was amazed. His eyes also blinked. He gazed into the distance towards a certain mountain range. There's a steep cliff in that mountain chain. On that hanging cliff, there was a small room with eight drums. The drums there have not let out a single sound in over a hundred years.

"GOOOOONNG" Another drum sound sounded as if it was descending from the highest heavens.

"That ... That's the second drum! Impossible! ”Nan Gong Ling could not believe what he had just heard. Right after that, the smile on his face could not be removed. Only the most talented and strongest disciples, the so-called geniuses, could make the drums make a sound. They were hoping to announce that the Yun Hai sect had an outstanding disciple, a true genius amongst geniuses.

Nan Gong Ling's mood was not good because of what happened to Chu Zhan Peng. Being in such a situation was due to an ordinary disciple, putting a big sect like the Yun Hai sect to shame. But at this moment, Nan Gong Ling had forgotten about this event and could not contain her excitement. It has been more than a hundred years since the sound of the drumbeat was heard. Now he had heard the sound of drum beating twice.

"I don't know who that disciple was .. It was amazing that he was able to pass the examination from the Cliff of Zhangu. "Say Nan Gong Ling. He asked himself who had passed the test. He had completely forgotten that matter with Chu Zhan Peng.

"GOOOOONNNGGGG" The third beating sound of the drum spread throughout the sky above the Yun Hai Sect. Back then, almost everyone in the Yun Hai Sect looked on with a hint of fear visible in their eyes, but some of the stronger disciples could somewhat tell which direction the sound was coming from and nothing more. The strongest disciples knew the voice they heard. It's been a long time since they've been so happy.

Nan Gong Ling also looked at the sky. The history of the clan dates back a thousand years.

"Fiuh .." Nan Gong Ling breathed deeply and tried to contain her excitement. The Patriarch of the Sect was very young yet in his generation he would bring untold glory back to the Sect.