Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

On the high platform to the north.

boom--

boom--

Everyone felt a tremor beneath their feet.

Following the awe-inspiring gaze, one could see sixteen strong men carrying a drum slowly walking out from a corner of the training ground.

The sixteen are like one body, lifting their feet together and landing together.

Each step he took was accompanied by a tremendous, earth-shaking sensation, as if an earth dragon were turning over.

"Is this the Kui Niu Drum?" In the stands, some spectators felt the vibrations in their bodies and were filled with amazement.

"The Kui Niu Drum, also known as the Zhuangyuan Drum, has always been reserved for the martial arts champion of each year!"

"Do you think this newly crowned martial arts champion can produce any extraordinary phenomena?"

"The winds of change will surely blow!"

"And what about qi and blood?"

"Although he won by swordsmanship, he was able to defeat Master Mingxin. This youngest martial arts champion's blood and qi should be able to transform into a red dragon!"

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Amidst countless murmurs, sixteen burly men carried a large drum, less than ten feet wide, and moved forward slowly as if carrying a mountain.

With each step, the earth trembled.

As you walk to the back, you can see beads of sweat rolling down the burly man's body like raindrops.

It was clear that these sixteen strong men were gradually becoming exhausted.

"Just how heavy is this Kui Niu drum?" Jiang Ning wondered, a sense of curiosity rising within him as he watched this scene.

He could tell that these sixteen burly men were not only physically strong like oxen, but also exceptionally gifted.

More importantly, these sixteen burly men were all quite skilled in martial arts, each holding the sixth rank.

"This Kui Niu drum must weigh at least 100,000 jin (50,000 kg)."

A thought flashed through his mind, and he made a judgment.

After a while.

Boom——

Sixteen burly men arrived at the center of the training ground and slowly put down the Kui Niu drum.

Even though it was very slow and gentle, it still caused the earth to rumble.

"Please have the newly appointed top scholar beat the drum to announce this to the world!" Wang Hong's voice rang out.

"Please have the newly appointed top scholar beat the drum to announce this to the world!!" The soldiers from all sides shouted in unison, their loud voices seemingly lifting the entire training ground.

Many of the onlookers were so frightened that their faces turned deathly pale.

Thump—thump thump—thump thump thump—

Suddenly, the sound of drums rang out in the training ground, growing more and more rapid until it turned into a torrential downpour.

Upon hearing this, I felt my blood boil.

These are war drums, their sound intense and resonant.

At this moment, influenced by the sound of the war drums, Jiang Ning also felt his blood and qi boiling.

He immediately took off his shirt, revealing a set of streamlined muscles.

Upon seeing this, the second princess's eyes lit up.

"Little Seventeen, your husband's physique is absolutely perfect with that face."

"Second Sister!" Ji Mingyue immediately looked at her with a wary expression.

At this moment, Jiang Ning descended the steps one by one.

Soon, he crossed the training ground and arrived in front of the Kui Niu Drum.

Standing before the Kui Niu Drum, he could still feel an extremely strong malevolent aura emanating from it.

As he approached, the malevolent energy contained within the drum seemed to be stimulated, surging towards him.

He immediately narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Kui Niu drum in front of him.

The drum is not large, only about seven feet wide, and its surface is decorated with cloud and thunder patterns.

On either side of the drum are two drumsticks, which are actually two unidentified animal bones.

Jiang Ning held a drumstick in each hand, feeling its heavy weight.

He lightly weighed the pestle in his hand and knew that it weighed no less than four thousand catties.

The weight of four thousand jin was the limit that only he could achieve at the eighth-grade divine power realm.

Generally speaking, to freely swing a weight of 4,000 jin, one needs arm strength of tens of thousands of jin, and at the same time, one needs to mobilize the core muscle groups of the whole body.

Then, he struck down with his right drumstick.

boom--

A deafening roar erupted immediately.

At that moment, a strong tremor ran up my arm and through my whole body.

In an instant, his blood and qi surged like boiling water.

boom--

Another hammer fell.

An even stronger tremor spread throughout my body.

At that moment, he felt a subtle electric current within the tremor.

With the stimulation of electric current, the flesh and blood seemed to be reshaped.

As the current dissipated, my whole body felt even more refreshed.

The Kui Niu Drum has such an effect!

A thought flashed through his mind.

boom--

With the coordinated effort of all the muscles in his body, another hammer fell.

The sound was like thunder, even louder than before.

boom--

Then another pestle was struck.

It was as if thunder had exploded in the training ground.

As he increased the force, he felt the feedback from the Kui Niu drum become stronger.

His blood and qi surged even more intensely, and countless electric currents flowed through his body.

Wherever it goes, the functions become stronger and more active.

Boom—Boom boom—Boom boom—

Each strike was stronger than the last, the drumbeats like rolling thunder, shaking the earth and sending dust flying, causing some people to stand up from their seats.

At this moment, as Jiang Ning swung the drumstick, the movement of his muscles was clearly visible. With his long arms and narrow waist, his physique was well-defined, exuding a visually striking beauty.

suddenly.

Boom——

With a deafening roar, the heavens and earth began to shift and change.

A strong wind suddenly appeared, and dark clouds inexplicably gathered in the previously clear and cloudless sky.

"As expected, this newly crowned champion Jiang Ning has also achieved the level of causing a stir!" On the stands, someone stood up and looked up at the sky, praising him.

"There is no doubt that this newly crowned martial arts champion has broken the record that has stood for over eight hundred years in the Great Xia Dynasty!"

"Indeed! Counting across eight hundred years, this person is the youngest newly appointed martial arts champion in history!"

"Do you think people will still remember this newly crowned martial arts champion eight hundred years from now?"

"That's for sure! Especially since no one will be able to break his record in the next eight hundred years, he will become a mountain weighing down on the heads of countless new martial arts champions!"

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Upon seeing this scene above the training ground, countless gasps of amazement arose.

Boom——

Suddenly, the roaring sound grew even louder.

A bolt of lightning erupted overhead.

That was the collision of two clouds.

At this moment, Jiang Ning's drumsticks showed no sign of slowing down; on the contrary, he swung them even more vigorously.

With each swing, you could see the taut muscles in his arms.

Looking at Jiang Ning in the middle of the training ground, the Second Princess couldn't help but wipe her drool.

"Little Seventeen, we're like sisters, we must stay in touch!"

"Second sister, you know I'm a loner and don't like to go out much!" Ji Mingyue said warily.

“As the eldest sister, I should get closer to Little Seventeen. How can I watch Little Seventeen remain so aloof?” the Second Princess said.

"Second sister, you seem a little unfamiliar to me!"

"Little Seventeen, you're overthinking it. I just feel like we haven't been close enough before, which has caused our sisterly bond to grow distant!"

"..."

As the two talked, the drumbeats in the center of the training ground resounded even more loudly.

The drums thundered, each beat louder than the last.

The world grew increasingly dark. At this moment, Jiang Ning also sensed that the Kui Niu Drum seemed to be gradually coming back to life.

Gradually, it ceased to be an inanimate object and instead became a strange beast standing before him.

The sound of drums gradually grew louder, spreading throughout the entire capital.

At this moment, everyone in the capital knew that the Kui Niu Drum had been sounded.

The new champion of martial arts has been born.

……

Imperial Prefecture.

"Brother Li, do you think it might be A-Ning?"

“It must be him, it has to be him!” Jiang Li nodded heavily.

"Brother Li, do you really trust Ah Ning that much?" Liu Wanwan asked with a smile.

"Of course, my brother told me that this year's martial arts champion is definitely his!"

……

Rumble boom—

Thunder rumbled from the training ground and rolled across the sky above the capital.

Dark clouds gathered, and the sky gradually darkened.

click-

Suddenly, the two dark clouds collided, and a bolt of lightning instantly ripped through the sky, illuminating the world.

"My God! This year's newly crowned martial arts champion has made such a commotion!!"

Who could this be?

"It must be Wan Jianyi from the Bashu Sword Pavilion! He's ranked number one on the Heavenly Ranking."

"It can't be him!"

"Why is it impossible?"

"To produce such a phenomenal effect from the Top Scholar's Drum requires a martial arts champion with an extremely strong physical body and boundless qi and blood! Although Wan Jianyi is ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking, his strength lies in his swordsmanship, not his physical body!"

"If it wasn't him, then who could it be?"

"Who else could it be? It must be the Buddha Mingxin from the Vajra Temple! It is said that the Buddha Mingxin's Vajra Indestructible Body has reached the level of transcendence and sainthood. With the blessing of the Immovable King Body, the Buddha Mingxin's physical body must be extremely powerful!"

"..."

click-

Another silver snake streaked across the sky, interrupting the conversation of countless people.

suddenly.

boom--

With a deafening roar, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, landing precisely at the training ground.

"Heavenly lightning has descended upon the world! This is heavenly lightning descending upon the world!!" someone exclaimed in disbelief.

"Lightning tempering, the last time was more than five hundred years ago!" Someone stared wide-eyed, muttering to himself, his eyes filled with a dazed and confused expression.

In the training ground.

Lightning struck, pouring down across the training ground and instantly engulfing the figure.

On the high platform to the north, the gazes of the crowd watched the lightning falling below.

"He actually triggered the Heavenly Lightning to temper his body! I thought his strength lay in his elusive swordsmanship, but I never expected his physical body to be so powerful as well!" General Shen, with his full beard, stared blankly into his eyes.

"Ninth Master, do you think this martial arts champion is worthy of Little Seventeen?" the man on the dragon throne asked the man in white robes beside him.

"He is worthy!" the man in the white robe said calmly. "In over eight hundred years, this person's talent, innate ability, and comprehension are undoubtedly number one!"

"Mr. Jiu actually speaks so highly of this person?!" The man on the dragon throne spoke with a hint of unease.

“He deserves such praise!” said the man in the white robe.

"What makes Master Jiu value this person so highly?" the man on the dragon throne asked.

"The newly crowned martial arts champion is already a prodigy of our time! And at such a young age, he has already reached the realm of a second-grade Grandmaster!"

"A second-grade Grandmaster?!" The man on the dragon throne was immediately taken aback, his sallow face revealing disbelief: "Could Mr. Jiu have made a mistake?"

“Although this person is well hidden, his every breath is in harmony with the rhythm of heaven and earth. How could we be mistaken!” said the man in white and green robes.

Upon hearing these words, the man on the dragon throne turned his gaze to the bearded man not far away.

He moved his lips slightly, transmitting his voice.

at the same time.

Upon hearing the voice of Emperor Ning, General Shen, with his full beard, turned his head to look in the direction of the dragon throne.

Although the dark veil shrouded in starlight obscured his view, he could still sense that the man on the dragon throne was watching him.

"Your Majesty, what Mr. Jiu said is indeed correct. This Jiang Envoy has indeed entered the realm of a second-grade Grandmaster!" he transmitted his voice.

"Is that really true?!" Upon hearing their confirmation, the man on the dragon throne was secretly shocked.

He knew what an extraordinary achievement it was to be a second-grade Grandmaster.

That required the royal family and the court to win them over with titles of nobility and fiefdoms.

"Having reached this stage at such a young age, if given enough time to grow, will he truly be able to replicate his achievements in the future?"

Thinking of that figure who dominated the world for over eight hundred years and was invincible for over eight hundred years, his gaze became extremely profound.

To outsiders, this figure was the cornerstone of the Great Xia Dynasty, the pillar of stability, and the core figure who made the Great Xia Dynasty a powerful force for over eight hundred years.

But he understood that this being had not only suppressed the world for over eight hundred years, but also the Ji clan for over eight hundred years.

This existence led to the decline of imperial power, and for more than eight hundred years, the Ji clan has never been able to have absolute say.

The most powerful institution in the world today was not established by the royal family or the imperial court, but by the Martial Saint Palace.

Martial Arts Academy, Imperial Academy, Taoist Palace.

Over the past eight hundred years, these three institutions have cultivated countless strong individuals and grandmasters.

These figures were all entrenched in various departments of the imperial court.

Today's inspectorate is above all else, possessing the power of life and death over local officials.

In those eighty-three years, he witnessed too many painful issues, yet was powerless to change them.

That mountain not only pressed down on all the sects and blessed lands of the world, making it hard for them to breathe, but it also pressed down on him and the Ji clan, making it hard for them to breathe.

Although the world is ruled by the Ji family, he understands that as long as that person lives, the world will never be ruled by the Ji family again.

At that moment, countless thoughts raced through his mind.

His gaze became unusually deep.

But no one saw this scene under the veil of starlight.

Boom——

The heavens and earth roared once more.

Dark clouds continued to gather, and a bolt of lightning struck down from the collision of the clouds, landing in the center of the training ground.

boom!
Then came another one.

boom!
One after another, they fell.

The earthquake shook the heavens and the earth, and the capital city seemed to be trembling.

Countless eyes were drawn to this scene.

"Eight hundred years from now, people will still talk about this day!" Ji Minghao murmured as he looked at the dazzling lightning pouring down.

"Eighth brother, congratulations! You have a good brother-in-law!" said the Fifth Prince Ji Mingyuan.

"Fifth Brother is joking! Little Seventeen is my sister, and also Fifth Brother's sister!" Ji Minghao said, feeling everyone's gaze on him.

at the same time.

Mingxin and Wan Jianyi were also watching this scene in the center of the training ground.

At this moment, Wan Jianyi's expression became even more complicated.

Nobody knows what he's thinking.

suddenly.

He sighed.

The voice was filled with a variety of emotions, making it difficult to interpret.

But Mingxin felt the same way at that moment.

the other side.

The martial arts performers were watching from the stands.

The crowd retreated again and again.

They were afraid of being caught in the shockwave of the falling lightning.

“To live in the same era as him is both a blessing and a curse!” Xu Sansheng said with a melancholy tone.

"We are all the pride of our time, yet he is like a mayfly seeing the blue sky!" Zhang Ming exclaimed with deep emotion.

“Eight hundred years from now, people will still mention his name, while we will have long since been swept into the long river of history, unable to make a ripple!” another person said with deep emotion.

"Could someone like him really go that far?" someone asked.

The martial arts performers remained silent for a moment.

"Difficult! Difficult!! Difficult!!!" someone said three times in a row, then slowly shook their head.

"We are the pride of our time, he is the pride of history, and that one is the sky that overshadows the entirety of history!" (End of Chapter)