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nThe spectating disciples were shocked after seeing the display of Zhao Luo's power.

nHis endurance was enough to handle the attack of the drum but his power was even more than they could imagine.

nSome disciples started whispering about their future plans regarding Zhao Luo.

n'We shouldn't get on his bad side.'

n'Indeed.'

n'Look what he did to that poor drum.'

nThese whispers continued as the person being discussed was solely focused on the second drum of the fourth row.

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"Hmm, let's not touch the drumhead this time.

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nZhao Luo said with a light voice as he simply grabbed the drumsticks to beat the drum.

nZhao Luo did the same stance as he was doing before and with his controlled strength, the drumsticks in his hand fell on the drumhead.

n'Boom.'

nA loud sound was released from the drum as Zhao Luo was already walking towards the third drum.

n'Boom.'

n'Boom.'

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nOne after another ten echoes reverberated around the Training Area.

nThis was no longer a challenge for Zhao Luo.

nThe carefree and calm expression on Zhao Luo's face showed how hard this 'Drum Of Bellum' was for Zhao Luo.

nJust like that Zhao Luo cleared the other three drums in the fourth row. Every time he struck it hard enough to get ten echoes.

nThis resulted in him walking to the next consecutive drum without facing a single attack by the drum.

n'Only the last row is left.'

nZhao Luo who had cleared the first four rows thought as he looked at the fifth row.

nThese were the last five drums that he had to beat. This was where he will receive the reward of this whole ordeal when he strikes the fifth drum.

n'What could be the effect of these drums?'

nZhao Luo questioned as he walked towards the first drum.

nHe didn't know anything about the fifth row except that they would cause mental attacks on the person challenging it.

n'Come at me with all you got.'

nZhao Luo was determined with a serious expression, he grabbed the drumsticks of the first drum.

n'How many echoes should I go for?'

nAnother question appeared in his mind.

nZhao Luo still didn't know how hard he should be hitting the drum.

n'How much power should I use?'

nQuestion after question appeared in his mind but in the end, he finally reached a conclusion.

n'Let's go all out.'

nZhao Luo had finally decided as he pulled his arms back as much as he could and arched his back before bringing everything forward before striking the drum with the drumsticks in his hand.

nZhao Luo's hands were lifted back again after he had hit the drumhead but no sound was produced by the drum.

nThis left the spectators silent. They were waiting for the result and not this silent show.

nHow could a drum not produce a sound after being hit?

n'Did he already use all his strength?'

nOne of the disciples thought while looking at the still-standing Zhao Luo.

n'So sad. Handsome brother....'

nA female trainee disciple thought while looking at Zhao Luo.

nShe thought that Zhao Luo was in shock as no sound came from the drum.

n'He failed!'

nMite thought with a big smile on his face.

nSince the start, this was the only moment he felt a little happy because of Zhao Luo's failure.

nThese last five minutes felt like a hellish eternity to him, never-ending like Mite was trapped around burning drums and every time the sound of a drum would be heard, he would burn.

nEveryone thought that Zhao Luo had failed but nobody knew the reality.

n'Brother.'

nFeng Mei thought while staring at Zhao Luo's back.

nThe reality was way different than what others could see.

nA reality that was only known by Zhao Luo and nobody else.

nZhao Luo who was standing in front of the first drum of the fifth row had his eyes closed.

nIt all happened at the exact moment when the drumsticks in Zhao Luo's hand had come in contact with the drumhead.

nZhao Luo had suffered a mind tearing attack by the Drum which had invaded his body in the form of vibrations.

nThese vibrations in turn combined and exploded as sound when they reached his ears.

nA sound that could have resounded in the whole training area was now closed inside Zhao Luo's head reverberating inside his mind in the form of echoes.

n'Boom.'

nThe first echo resounded causing Zhao Luo to clench his fist.

nThe impact was great but he was handling it fairly well.

n'Boom.'

nThe second echo appeared as the first echo died down.

nZhao Luo still endured it.

nThis continued till the seventh.

nA vein had popped out on Zhao Luo's forehead as he was now clenching his teeth too along with his fists just to help him direct all this pain towards other parts of his body.

n'Boom.' Eighth echo.

n'Boom.' Ninth echo.

n'Boom.' Tenth echo.

nAfter echoing ten times inside Zhao Luo's head the sound finally disappeared.

nZhao Luo was left in unimaginable pain.

nHe wasn't prepared for such kind of mental attack.

n'Phew, my head.'

nZhao Luo touched his head with his hand while feeling a headache that was tearing his head into pieces but he had to bear with it.

n'So the best way to pass these drums is for the drum sound to echo out three times.'

nZhao Luo had confirmed this fact by going through excruciating pain.

n'Shwaa~'

nThe drum in front of him glowed for a moment but the next moment its glow died down.

nThis caused a wave of discussion to rise among the crowd of disciple that was watching Zhao Luo.

nThey all thought that Zhao Luo had failed but what was this?

n'Why did the drum glow?'

nThe disciples thought.

n'So he passed it?'

nOthers wondered.

nWhile they were questioning the situation, Zhao Luo moved to the second drum of the fifth row.

nThis time Zhao Luo didn't hit it as hard as before instead he only raised his arms high enough to reach his head level before bringing the drumsticks in his hands to hit the drumhead.

n'Boom.'

nAnother sound attack appeared inside his head like a typhoon.

nZhao Luo was now grabbing his head. Even though it was like hell inside his mind, Zhao Luo couldn't give up after coming this close to the drums.

n'Boom.'

n'Boom.'

n'Boom.'

nAfter the sound echoed three times, Zhao Luo's handsome face was now red as a tomato.

n'Shwaa~'

nThe second drum glowed for a moment showing that Zhao Luo had passed the stage.

n'It's like someone was throwing grenades inside my head.'

nZhao Luo complained as he cried about the confrontation.

nThe disciples could notice Zhao Luo's predicament because of his actions after beating the drum and the color of his face.

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"Tip, Tip.

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nBeads of sweat dropped on the ring floor as Zhao Luo walked towards the third drum.

nWhile looking at Zhao Luo, Feng Mei, and Yan looked hurt. They hadn't seen Zhao Luo in such a state before.

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"Brother~.

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nFeng Mei cried out with her cute voice.

nWhereas Yan was still silent with tears in her eyes.

n'I am a man. I can't cry right now.'

nYan thought as she was actually 'Brother Yan' right now.

nZhao Luo moved to the third drum.

nEverything repeated the same way as the last time on the second drum.

nThen to the fourth drum.

nZhao Luo went through the same painful experience again.

nThe drums glowed for a moment showing that he had passed both times.

n'Hah.'

nZhao Luo was now like a walking sea of sweat as he moved towards the fifth drum.

nHis shoulders were dropping because of being mentally tired after the sound attacks that reverberated in his head breaking his mind again and again.

nZhao Luo stood against the last drum of the fifth row with his eyes half-closed.

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"Hahaha.

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nZhao Luo laughed through his clenched teeth.

nHe looked even more mesmerizing under these roughed-up conditions than before.

nZhao Luo laughed cause he could see his victory right before his eyes.

nHe just had to strike the drum.

nTo do that Zhao Luo grabbed the drumsticks once again and raised his arms to his head level which was already hard for him to do.

nWith all the strength that Zhao Luo could muster, he hit the last drum with the drumsticks in his hand.

n'Here it comes.'

nZhao Luo thought.

n'Boom.'

nZhao Luo could once again hear the sound of the drum in his head.

n'What?'

nZhao Luo was shocked because this time even though the sound was the same as the last four times, there was a melodious tone hidden in it.

nLike a rejuvenation spell taking over him, Zhao Luo felt as if all of his fatigue started disappearing.

n'My body...'

nZhao Luo's body was being filled with strength as the sound started echoing again and again.

nIt didn't stop at just three echoes and kept on resounding till Zhao Luo started feeling so powerful that all of the tiredness that had accumulated inside his body since last night had disappeared.

n'Huff.'

nZhao Luo took a deep breath as the drum started glowing.

nThe glow didn't vanish this time but instead absorbed Zhao Luo's consciousness.

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"What...

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nThe shocked Zhao Luo said as he appeared in a vast world with the azure sky as its roof, leaving his body outside on stand-by mode.

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