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The Final Volume - Legend of Immortals Chapter 100 The Limit

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    Looking at the drumstick, I felt inexplicably nervous. I couldn't explain this nervousness. Was it pressure or something else?  I always think of Master's words. Today may be the turning point of fate. Does it start when I play the drum?

    But Sister Jenny came to me with the drumstick and did not hand it to me directly. Instead, she looked at Master and everyone else and said: "Are you sure, is this prayer drum played by Cheng Yi? According to the rules, the person who plays the drum is  Just wait for the person who breaks through, knock a few times to break through a few sections, and if you can't break through, the number of knocks will be counted wherever you break."

    "Yes, I also know that this prayer drum can only be played three times at most." The master looked solemn.

    Sister Jenny frowned and said: "What I mean is that before the drumsticks are handed over, the person who plays the drums can still be changed. Chengyi is not the best among you, so you are sure to let him do it."  Drumming?”

    "Yes." Master answered very quickly and directly, without any intention of being sloppy.

    "Sister Jenny, give me the drumstick." And I always believe that Master must have his reasons for insisting like this, and Master will not harm me.

    But Sister Jenny, who has always been decisive, did not give me the drumstick. Instead, she continued to look at the master and said, "You said that Chengyi is the key, and you also know what to do if this breaks through." Sure enough, she insisted on not wanting to know the master.  Sister Jenny, who had left me the reason, was still thinking about me, because I was the key, so she paid special attention to me. This does not mean that she is unjust, but that caring leads to chaos.

    "Don't worry, Sister Jenny. I just said that Chengyi should be the one to beat the prayer drum because of Master. You didn't let me tell you the reason." How could Master not understand and sighed,  I persuaded Sister Jenny.

    After all, she is still more chic and decisive than many women. As soon as Master said these words, Sister Jenny finally made up her mind. She put the drumstick into my hand and said: "Well, that Lao Li is always  Makes sense.”

    I hold the drumstick in my hand, and I feel that the drumstick looks not small, but it feels inexplicably light in my hand, like a child's plastic toy. Can such a drumstick beat the prayer drum?

    "Chengyi, this drum doesn't just sound when you hit it. Because it doesn't hit with force, but with your heart. Do you understand? As the great elder of the Snow Mountain lineage, I can only give you this reminder."  After Sister Jenny said this, she stepped aside.

    I nodded, holding the drumstick, and walked step by step towards the prayer drum placed in the middle. But for some reason, when I walked to the prayer drum, I held the drumstick in my hand, but I was delayed in beating it.  If I don't go on, my heartbeat gradually becomes faster from normal, and a feeling of tension gradually spreads to every part of my body.

    I am baffled. I have experienced countless dangers in my life. I swear I have never been so nervous and my heartbeat has never been so fast. It feels like it will be squeezed from my chest to my throat and pop out of my throat in the next moment.

    At this time, Young Master Xiao, who had never spoken to me before, walked up to me and took out the box of his cherished cigars from the waist of his robe. Under my surprised gaze, he carefully lit two cigars and one  One was stuck in my mouth, and the other was in my own mouth.

    Then, he suddenly tapped me on the shoulder and said to me like a bandit: "Chen Chengyi, I have watched a TV show before and I have forgotten it. The protagonist always leaves a glass of victory wine for himself. I will treat it as advance  We both lit a victory cigar. You hurry up and beat the drum, I can’t wait any longer. This is a war drum, there’s no reason why you can’t beat it, so beat it quickly! There’s no hesitation in beating the war drum!”

    After Xiao Chengqian finished speaking, he took a sip from his cigar. Thick smoke spurted out from his nose, instantly blurring his handsome face that was somewhat feminine, but his eyes were exceptionally clear, and what was burning inside them was  Full of passion.

    He suddenly shouted: "Knock, dying with my dead buddies is much more exciting than the elegant life I lived before. All I want in this life is excitement."

    I glanced at Xiao Chengqian, and the blood in my heart burst out. He was right. Whether it is a prayer drum or a sacred drum in front of me, it is our war drum. Beating it represents our  The will of the people, the indomitable fight, the fight regardless of life and death is for our responsibility and for our morality.

    A smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, with the cigar between my teeth. Without any hesitation, with this passion, I raised the drumstick and hit the drum head hard.

    The moment the drumstick touched the drumhead, I felt that some kind of will in my body was conveyed through the drumstick to the drumhead. The drumhead was silent for a moment, and then there was a deafening 'dong' sound.  , suddenly came out from the drum surface, and the mountain gate in the heart of the mountain suddenly echoed like a thunder.??Incessantly.

    "Ah, this drum sound." The moment the drum sound sounded, I heard Elder Bai shouting in silence, but Sister Jenny grabbed her collar and dragged her behind her.

    After the sound of the drum, I felt as if my will flowed into the drum, and a voice kept asking me, do I still want to continue to achieve what I want in my heart?  And the blood in my heart is not cold, but more boiling. Of course, why not?

    Without hesitation, I raised the drumstick and struck it hard again.

    Just like the previous feeling, another wave of my own will energy was transmitted into the big drum. Then, a louder 'dong' sound came from the drum, as if explosive power spread throughout the world again.  The whole snow-capped mountains.

    I stood high on the top of the platform, and I saw a large number of people starting to pour out of the buildings below that seemed to have been silent for a long time. People from the Snow Mountain lineage all looked at me in unison!

    At this time, a voice sounded in my whole soul, is there any stronger determination?

    My eyes were blurry. The many disasters at birth, the lonely practice as a boy, the separations in adulthood, the adventures of life and death, and the sad footsteps of following the Master. My heart was tempered time and time again. I was let go since I was a child.  I have a moral seed in my heart, the blood of Lao Li's family. I never dare to forget it, never dare to violate it, but at this moment I finally feel completely boiled over.

    My soul is roaring, of course it is!  My man also yelled almost at the same time: "Of course, I will leave without regrets!"

    During the roar, the drumstick in my hand fell heavily again, this time the sound was louder. I felt that the entire mountain gate in the snow-capped mountains was trembling with the sound of the drum. This time, not only a large number of people poured out of those buildings.  A disciple of the Snow Mountain lineage.

    I saw those deep caves, which seemed to be covered with dust. Figures in white clothes came out of the caves that locked the door to the outside world.

    Is this the end?  No, the blood in my heart has just reached its boiling peak. My soul is burning at this moment, and I can only feel the fiery temperature. How can I stop?  I often wonder how those heroes had the courage to sacrifice without regrets at the last moment, and how they had such integrity.

    At this time, I finally fully understood their state of mind, and I will never regret it!

    So, my drumstick fell heavily again, and I saw Elder Bai stamping his feet hurriedly over there. He wanted to come over to stop him, but he was held tightly by Sister Jenny, who also looked at me first.  It was full of surprise.

    But, how can I care about this? I only have my own feelings that I want to vent and pursue. I am expressing my endless determination.

    'Dong' 'Dong' 'Dong' drums sounded in this mountain gate again and again, each sound more shocking than the other. I felt that all the power of Master, Uncle Master, and my friends were converging on me, and I roared wildly.  There was a sound, and this time the drumsticks fell more violently, turning into a continuous drum sound like "dong dong dong".

    The entire mountain gate was shaken by the drum sound that brought out huge sound waves. It was shaking gently as if it was a slight earthquake, and some smoke and dust also fell on the top of the original and simple mountain gate cave.

    By this time, Elder Bai didn’t stop me anymore and just sighed, but I didn’t seem to be tired.

    At this moment, I saw the eyes of everyone below staring at me, and my master’s face suddenly burst into a smile full of pride, and an indescribable firmer determination.

    At this time, an old and cold voice sounded behind me, and the voice suddenly overwhelmed the drums.

    "Okay, let's pray that the drum beats the limit and breaks through the underground secret cave. From now on, this snow-capped mountain belongs to this little friend who beats the drum."

    What?
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