The crowd looked at the Butcher, though he was repelled, no one would look down on him. It was already very impressive to have cracks on the sixth war drum because of him.
The crowd from the Snow Moon Holy Institute all looked at the Wolf Blade, with a faint sneer in their eyes. They wanted to see how this man with the bronze mask would compare to the Butcher.
At this moment, the Wolf Blade stood in front of the war drum, his gaze calm and profound, a domineering aura of the blade suddenly rising.
The crowd's gaze condensed, only to see the Wolf Blade step forward, his palm directly chopping down on the first war drum.
"Ch, ch!"
Clear sounds rang out, without the violent explosion, just like tofu, the war drum was cut directly, broken.
Then, the second, third, and even the fourth war drums were all chopped off, effortlessly. The Wolf Blade, from start to finish, was just one action, one breath.
It wasn't until the fifth war drum that the Wolf Blade's hand slightly lifted, and then suddenly chopped down. Immediately, the war drum split open from the middle and flew to both sides, still so easy and calm.
What's even more terrifying is that the Wolf Blade, his figure still, even before reaching the sixth war drum, was still a single slash.
"Crack!"
The blade was piercing and chilling, and the sixth war drum was still easily chopped apart, without any pause.
Only at this point did the Wolf Blade's movements stop, without continuing to chop the seventh war drum, as if he had no interest at all. He turned calmly, took a step forward, and walked towards the crowd of the Tianyi Academy.
"A waste dares to be so arrogant."
A indifferent voice came out of the Butcher's mouth, causing the crowd to slightly freeze. This guy actually insulted the Butcher as a waste, but compared to him, the Butcher did indeed seem very weak.
The Butcher's face was extremely ugly, alternating between green and white. When he was in the Cloud Sea Sect, he was treated as a genius, arrogant and unruly. Even when he came to the Snow Moon Holy Institute, he was still heavily nurtured. But at this moment, he was insulted as a waste, and he couldn't even refute it.
With all his strength, he struck the sixth war drum, but the Wolf Blade effortlessly chopped it apart. The gap between the two was too great.
"Not bad."
Duan Wuyan smiled and nodded, "Is there anyone stronger?"
The crowd looked at each other, and then many people stepped forward to try, but in the end, no one could do better, and even the sixth war drum couldn't be beaten back.
"Butcher, we came here this time because of your strength. Don't you want to show off their might?" At this time, the Butcher said to Linghu Heshan beside him. They were both disciples of the Cloud Sea Sect in the past and were now in the Snow Moon Holy Institute, so naturally, they were somewhat familiar.
Linghu Heshan shook his head slightly, looking at the crowd of the Tianyi Academy and said, "The man in white over there is called Wen Aoxue. He ranks third among the disciples of the Tianyi Academy. Although he usually acts low-key, his strength is unpredictable. I didn't expect him to be here this time. I'm not absolutely sure I can win."
Linghu Heshan's words made the Butcher's gaze slightly condensed, and then he looked towards Wen Aoxue, who was as beautiful as a woman. At this moment, Wen Aoxue's beautiful eyes also looked towards him, shining brightly, making the Butcher's gaze flicker, and he dared not look directly into those eyes.
Among the disciples who came from the Snow Moon Holy Institute this time, Linghu Heshan was the strongest. If he made a move, Wen Aoxue would definitely stand up. If Linghu Heshan lost, it would be embarrassing for the Snow Moon Holy Institute, so he was not absolutely sure and would not make a move.
"I'll help you regain some face." At this time, a young man sitting next to the first seat on the side of the Snow Moon Holy Institute said, he was Moon Tianchen.
Standing up, Moon Tianchen looked at Duan Wuyan and Duan Xinye beside him, and said, "Your Highness, the safety of the princess should naturally be guarded by me. Others, no one has the qualification to compete."
Moon Tianchen's words were arrogant, but the crowd felt it was natural.
Moon Tianchen, the heir of the Moon family, was extremely noble, and his own strength was also at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, very powerful. Coupled with his terrifying martial soul, no one stronger than him would provoke him, and those weaker than him would only be humiliated by him.
Duan Xinye's eyes flickered, but she said nothing, while Duan Wuyan chuckled and said, "Let's see how many war drums Brother Moon can beat."
Moon Tianchen nodded slightly, but he did not immediately walk towards the war drums. Instead, he looked towards the crowd of the Tianyi Academy, or to Lin Feng.
"The princess's status is noble, and those who are worthy of the princess, whether in martial arts talent or birth, need to be impeccable. Those who are lowly in status, have a little strength, and are ignorant of their own abilities, are still deluding themselves into coveting the princess's status and trying to climb the dragon and attach themselves to the phoenix, which is ridiculous."
After saying that, Moon Tianchen walked directly to the front of the war drum, his gaze solemn.
A glint flashed in the eyes of the crowd, and their eyes all fell on Lin Feng. Although Moon Tianchen did not name him, it was obvious that he was talking about Lin Feng just now.
Lin Feng, even coveted the princess?
At this moment, Lin Feng's gaze slightly solidified, and there was a hint of cold light in his eyes.
Was he lowly in status and ignorant of his own abilities? Did he still delude himself into coveting the princess's status and trying to climb the dragon and attach himself to the phoenix?
At this moment, only Moon Tianchen continued, "Today, I will sing a song for the princess."
As the words fell, a deep and distant voice came from Moon Tianchen's mouth.
"The vast snowy moon, soldiers beat the drums."
"Boom!"
With the explosive sound, the first war drum shattered as Moon Tianchen sang loudly.
"Wearing armor, with great ambitions."
"Boom, boom!"
One word, one tremor, two war drums exploded.
"The blood of men, stepping on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains..."
Moon Tianchen's voice was loud, and a powerful sense of blood surged from him. Two palm forces struck out, and the fourth and fifth war drums were annihilated in an instant.
Moon Tianchen's breath, not only did not dissipate, but became more and more high-spirited.
"Building, a great cause for a thousand generations."
Moon Tianchen's footsteps moved forward, and his whole body was like a stream of light, unstoppable, destroying everything
. With a loud bang, the sixth war drum shattered again.
At this moment, Moon Tianchen's body stepped fiercely on the ground, and the yellow earth roared as if smoke and flames were rolling, and a terrifying wave spread out.
Moon Tianchen, with one palm, struck the war drum.
"Just to welcome, the return of the beauty!"
As the low voice fell, Moon Tianchen's breath finally dissipated. With a crisp sound, the seventh war drum was shattered into pieces.
"The vast snowy moon, soldiers beat the drums, wearing armor, with great ambitions."
"The blood of men, stepping on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, building a great cause for a thousand generations, just to welcome, the return of the beauty."
The crowd whispered, looking at the handsome figure, their hearts trembling, and a little blood burning in their bodies.
Especially those Snow Moon soldiers, their eyes all emitting dazzling light, as if they were the protagonists in this song.
"Well done."
The crowd from the Snow Moon Holy Institute cheered loudly for Moon Tianchen, and on the seat, Duan Tianlang also smiled slightly and said, "Tianchen is indeed worthy of being the heir of the Moon family, with lofty ambitions. With just one breath, he sang and broke seven war drums. It's really rare, and he is indeed worthy of being matched with the princess."
From singing loudly to attacking the seven war drums, Moon Tianchen's breath had never stopped, and he had to sing while attacking. This was much more difficult than pure attack, after all, it required only one breath and could not stop.
Moon Tianchen turned around and nodded slightly to Duan Tianlang, then looked at Duan Xinye, his eyes showing a hint of gentle smile. Duan Xinye also smiled lightly but remained silent.
"Not bad." Duan Wuyan smiled and nodded, "I didn't expect Brother Moon to not only be talented but also so talented. It's rare."
"It's just a petty trick, Your Highness is too kind." Moon Tianchen's eyes showed a hint of pride, then he glanced at Lin Feng, perhaps in his eyes, Lin Feng had already become an imaginary rival.
"It's not just a petty trick, it's simply ridiculous and absurd."
At this time, a indifferent voice sounded, causing the crowd to slightly freeze. Ridiculous and absurd?
They looked towards the person who spoke, and it was Lin Feng.
"This guy has a big mouth." The crowd thought to themselves, quite critical of Lin Feng.
Moon Tianchen's eyes narrowed slightly, coldly looking at Lin Feng, taunting, "Since I'm ridiculous and absurd, why don't you try?"
"I have this intention."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. On the Nine Heavens Continent, there were too many people stronger than him in martial arts, but if it came to poetry, he was probably second to none, and who would dare to say they were the first.
Standing up, Lin Feng walked slowly towards the other line of war drums, causing the eyes of the crowd to all freeze. Lin Feng, actually wanted to really do it.
Everyone's eyes were filled with a hint of anticipation. They wanted to see how Lin Feng would surpass Moon Tianchen in strength and talent, which seemed quite impossible.
Duan Wuyan and Duan Xinye also looked at Lin Feng, their eyes filled with anticipation. This guy, they didn't know what kind of tricks he would come up with this time.
"I want to see if you can break seven war drums or sing poems."
Moon Tianchen smirked coldly, his eyes full of mockery. Lin Feng couldn't possibly do everything he did. He would only humiliate himself.
Lin Feng closed his eyes slightly, then took a deep breath. A solemn and melodious voice came out of his mouth, shocking everyone.
"Angry, hair stand up, leaning on the railing, the rain stops."