Douluo: The Body Shines Through the Azure Sky
Chapter 181

Sun Moon Divine Drum

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Some Four-Ring Soul Ancestor with low strength also came on stage one after another, trying to try their luck.

One of the young men, Soul Ancestor, thought he was very smart and acted cleverly.

He thought, when beating a drum, the smaller the force used, the smaller the counter-shock force will be.

Then I'll give it a light punch and ring the first sound first.

So.

He walked up to the drum, raised his fist, and struck the drum lightly.

Does the drum surface not move at all?

There was no sound at all.

His smile froze on his face.

According to the regulations, only the first ring is eligible to continue.

If the first call is not heard, you will be immediately disqualified from the challenge.

He stood on the stage blankly, at a loss.

It wasn't until the staff stepped forward to signal him to step down that he walked off in a daze.

Under the stage, there was a burst of sighs.

"Tch, I thought it was so awesome!"

"How dare Sihuan go on stage? It's embarrassing!"

"That Eight-Ring Soul Douluo just knocked four times, and this person didn't make a single sound. Isn't the gap too big?"

The Soul Ancestor lowered his head and disappeared dejectedly into the crowd.

Next, several more Level 5 Soul Engineer came on stage one after another.

But without exception, they did not ring the third tone.

Some even were sweating profusely and exhausted by the second sound, and had no choice but to give up.

Immediately afterwards, a defense type Level 6 Soul Engineer came on stage.

He has a burly figure and muscles all over his body. At first glance, he is a type who is good at defense.

He walked to the drum confidently, thinking: I am a defensive type and have strong endurance, so I should be able to knock more times, right?

The first sound, "Boom--!"

It rang.

A proud smile appeared on his face.

However, just when he was about to knock the second time, a force of ten times the force of the shock hit him hard like a giant hammer!

The thick defensive shield on his body was instantly shattered!

That huge force penetrates the defense and goes straight into the organs!

His expression changed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and still managed to ring the third sound.

"Boom--!"

The third sound sounded, and there was another counterattack ten times stronger than the previous one!

He was so shocked that he took a step back, blood surged in his chest, and he almost vomited blood.

He looked at the drum in front of him in horror, and finally understood how terrifying it was.

At this time, he no longer dared to think about the future. He shook his head and silently walked off the stage.

There was dead silence under the stage.

It turns out that when the first sound is sounded, ten times the force of the shock will be returned to the person who made the sound.

Moreover, the second time must be stronger than the first time before the second sound can be sounded.

If you use the same intensity the second time, the drum will not sound at all.

Calculate according to this rule.

If you want to reach the level of "Tianjiao", ringing six times may require thousands of kilograms of strength!

But if the force of the knocking is only one thousand kilograms, the force of the shock back is ten thousand kilograms!

It requires at least a physical body of Soul Douluo to be able to withstand such a huge force!

The first person to take the stage, the eighth-level Soul Douluo, rang four times.

After that, there were hundreds of people, but no one could reach the fourth tone!

There were 150,000 people in the audience, and there was silence.

Some of the four Level 5 Soul Engineer with low strength shook their heads.

I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of everyone, so I never dare to go on stage.

The atmosphere is a bit dull.

At this moment, a figure swept out from the crowd and landed steadily on the stage.

Evil Monarch Soul Master Regiment leader, Wang Yiheng!

"It's Captain Wang!"

"Level 9 Soul Engineer! Is he going to take action too?!"

The audience suddenly burst into cheers.

Wang Yiheng The purpose of this trip is precisely to boost the morale of the audience.

He strode to the drum and without any fancy movements, he directly raised his right fist.

One punch!

"Boom--!"

The first sound resounded throughout the entire audience!

Then, the second punch!

"Boom--!"

The third punch!

The fourth punch!

His movements were smooth and smooth, as if the ten times the force of the shock had no effect on him!

The whole place is excited!

"Five! Five! Five!"

Countless people began to shout rhythmically!

Wang Yiheng took a deep breath, his whole body Soul Power was running wildly, and punched for the fifth time.

"Boom--!!!"

The fifth sound!

The sound was so loud that it almost overturned the entire Trial Grounds!

However.

The moment the fifth sound fell, the counterattack force tenfold came crashing over!

Wang Yiheng's body was so shaken that he took several steps back!

A trace of blood actually flowed from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Five tones.

He could only ring five times?

How is this possible?!

He is Level 9 Soul Engineer! He is a strong man with the title Douluo!

However, facing this drum, he could only play five times?

But he reacted quickly, secretly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stabilized his body, and stopped continuing.

He stood there, seemingly calm, as if he was just clicking away.

But only he himself knew that he had reached the end of his rope and could no longer make another sound.

The people in the audience did not notice this.

They only thought that Wang Yiheng was holding back and did not use all their strength.

"Captain Wang is awesome!"

"Five! The highest number in the audience so far!"

"Too strong!"

Cheers came and went.

But Wang Yiheng's heart felt cold.

As one person after another came on stage, Long Zhanye never moved.

He is not in a hurry.

He had to first judge the pattern of strength from the sound of the drum.

He carefully observed everyone who came on stage.

Their hand movements, force exertion methods, expression changes, and reactions after being shocked.

He found that the critical value of the first sound is a delicate balance.

If the first sound is too loud, the subsequent sounds will only become stronger and stronger.

The force of the counter-shock will become stronger and stronger, and eventually it will be unbearable.

If the first sound is struck too softly, the drum will not sound at all.

Therefore, the best way is to stick to the critical value that can be hit.

Use minimum force to strike the first sound, then gradually increase the intensity and advance steadily.

This is the safest way.

But the problem is that no one knows exactly how much force is required for the first ring.

You can only rely on your own guesses and perceptions.

At this time, Long Zhanye and Double Pupil have been turned on to the extreme.

He didn't miss any Soul Power fluctuation after the drum head's rebound, and he didn't miss every player's subtle reaction.

The vibration frequency of the drum surface, the changes in the strength of the counter-shock force, the trembling of the players' muscles and the twinkling of their eyes.

Everything was within his sight.

After testing with nearly three hundred players, Long Zhanye roughly judged a range in his mind.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the huge Sun Moon Divine Drum on the stage.

The strength of the first punch should be about twenty kilograms.

The second punch is about thirty kilograms; the third punch is about fifty kilograms; and the fourth punch is about eighty kilograms.

The fifth punch is about 150 pounds.

As for the sixth tone? No one has sounded it yet.

Long Zhanye silently calculated these information in his heart.

He observed the subtle reactions of nearly three hundred players through Double Pupil and analyzed them bit by bit.

Every critical value of force and every change in the strength of the counter-shock were firmly engraved in his mind.

However, knowing is one thing and doing it is another.

The people who ended up were all very strict-mouthed.

After they stepped off the stage, they refused to say a word about their drumming skills and feelings.

After all, this is an opportunity to select Kong Deming Grandmaster's closed disciples. Who would be willing to provide experience to others?

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