"Be careful. This hammer is not light. Don''t flash your waist."


    "Don''t say, this thing is really not light. It weighs ten thousand kilograms at least."


    "Ten thousand kilos of giant hammer is second. If you want to beat the bronze drum, you have to burst out twice the weight of the bronze hammer."


    "True or false!?"


    "This is absolutely true. Moreover, the more upward, this force will increase exponentially. It is said that it takes 18 times the weight of the copper hammer to beat the copper drum at the highest ninth floor


    "Hell, it''s impossible for anyone to have 180000 kilograms of physical strength without using external force."


    "There are days outside the sky and people outside the people. If you can''t do it, it doesn''t mean others can''t. I knew that someone broke into the eighth floor an hour ago."


    "What, the eighth floor, doesn''t it say that the man has 170000 kilograms of great power."


    On the first floor of the drum tower, in the middle of the spacious hall, a large drum plate of several feet lying on the ground, simple and atmospheric, showing a sense of the vicissitudes of years.


    The big drum is made of ancient bronze. Its surface is dark yellow. It is said that it is made of the skin of a primitive beast. It is very tough and difficult to hurt by external force.


    Around the drum, dozens of people gathered here.


    Without exception, these people are qualified to enter the drum tower. Some people have as many as hundreds of points of life. Sometimes someone will come forward, pick up the copper hammer with both hands, wave it vigorously, hammer it heavily on the copper drum, and make bursts of dull noise.


    The bronze makes a loud noise to pass the customs. The small sound is not enough to go up to the second floor.


    "Well, someone is coming again."


    "Ha ha, look at his thin appearance. I''m afraid it''s difficult to pick up the copper hammer."


    "People can''t just look at their appearance. They may not be as miserable as you say."


    Suddenly, there was a whisper among the crowd, and then everyone looked at the main door of the hall.


    There, the figure of a teenager was clearly visible and was walking slowly.


    The young man was Yang Xuan. His face was calm. Ignoring the people present, he walked in front of the bronze drum and grabbed the bronze hammer.


    Although the copper hammer weighed ten thousand kilograms, it was easily screwed up by him like a toy in his hand.


    It was easy to lift the weight like light, which made everyone tongue tied for a while.


    "What a strong body. Is this son a dragon?"


    The dragon family is famous for its great strength. Looking at the world of heaven, even the body refiners in the eternal world can''t compare with the dragon family.


    Just as the crowd guessed the origin of Yang Xuan, a deafening noise came, but Yang Xuan swung a bronze hammer and beat the bronze drum vigorously.


    The copper drum was hit by him with a hammer, and the whole drum surface was constantly shaking, and then there were countless cracks. If you do it again gently, I''m afraid you''ll have to scrap it on the spot.


    "God, what kind of giant force is this? It destroyed all the drum faces."


    "Monster, this son is a monster!"


    "Damn it, damn it, the drum surface is rotten like this. What are we going to do next?"


    Looking at the tattered drum face, some people were shocked and others were angry.


    Imagine how they beat drums when the drum faces are like this?


    I''m afraid if you go down with a hammer, you''ll have to beat the drum surface to pieces.


    "What about people? Don''t anyone in charge come and have a look?"


    Someone shouted.


    "The drum surface is seriously damaged. I''ll find someone to repair it now. You all go out."


    A black armour puppet came in and said expressionless.


    "Damn, we haven''t done the task yet. How can we just let us out?"


    "Yes, the copper drum on the first floor is broken. Let''s go to the second floor. Is this the head office?"


    Many people spoke one after another, unwilling to leave.


    "To break through the drum tower, we must advance step by step, layer by layer. This is the rule, and no one is exception."


    The black armor puppet said coldly,


    "Sir, can I go to the second floor?"


    Yang Xuan suddenly opened his mouth and looked at the black armour puppet with an indifferent face.


    "You..."


    "This bronze drum was damaged by me and I beat it."


    "If you can beat the bronze drum, you can naturally go to the second floor."


    Hearing the words of the black armour puppet, someone was unwilling to say, "he made the bronze drums look like this. Isn''t it a destruction of public property?"


    "If you have the ability, you can also destroy the bronze drum. If you can''t, it can only prove that you are too weak."


    After leaving a word, the black armour puppet turned and left, leaving a group of people looking at each other.


    "Everybody, let''s say goodbye."


    Yang Xuan shrugged and went to the back of the hall alone. He walked along a corridor towards the second floor.


    "Who is this son?"


    "I know. He is the demon who passes through the hell hall. It seems that his name is Yang Xuan."


    "It''s him. No wonder his strength is so terrible."


    ……


    On the second floor of the drum tower, only a few dozen people sat cross legged one by one, secretly restoring their strength.


    It''s very laborious to beat the drum. Some people can''t beat the bronze drum for the first time. They still need to make persistent efforts and continue to beat the drum.


    Yang Xuan came here, directly swung the copper hammer, made the copper drum make a loud noise, and then went up to the third floor as if there were no one else.


    The more upward, the fewer people. When Yang Xuan came to the fifth floor, he saw only one person, a person he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with.


    "Hehe, I''ve let my little brother find my big brother."


    With a smile on his face, he stepped forward quickly and gave the man a bear hug.


    Yang Xuan was not surprised that this man was a barbarian with strong physique and natural brute force. He could break into the fifth floor with his physical strength.


    "Brother, why are you here? I''m going to go out of the drum tower and find you in Beicheng!"


    Manba is happy to see Yang Xuan.


    After more than a year of hard cultivation, coupled with the fate of the immortals, manba''s cultivation has entered the realm of divine power.


    Although he is only a newcomer to the divine power realm, with his physical strength, his strength is also very strong. The general martial artist in the divine power realm is not his opponent at all.


    "By the way, you said to find me. Do you know I''m in the city of destiny?"


    After the bully knew it, he asked.


    "Little brother not only knows that big brother has come to the city of destiny, but also knows that big brother is in the drum tower. As for the reason, let me talk slowly..."


    Yang Xuan and manba sat looking at each other and slowly told the situation in the temple of destiny. Manba was surprised to learn the whole story.


    He did not expect that such a miracle could be found in the temple of fate.


    After a few days of separation, they naturally have a lot to say.


    After a long time, manba got up and said, "the fifth floor is my limit. Brother, go now. I''ve heard that so far, no one has gone up to the ninth floor."


    "OK, I''ll see you later."


    After talking about the past, Yang Xuan left and went up to the sixth floor. As for the bronze drum on the fifth floor, it was easy for him to beat it.


    Just before entering the hall of eternal life, he had opened four of the eight gates of life and death. The strength of the flesh is beyond the reach of few people in the world.


    A small fifth floor can''t beat him.