The position of the drum cruise boat has been given up.

Zhao Wuyang waved his hand, and a long-armed man with fair skin and short hair walked to the golden drum.

Then he took out a bag of strange beads and shook them.

"I'll bet on whether there are too many of these twenty treacherous beads."

Chu Ren took out a bag of magic beads and placed them on the stone table next to the golden drum. These twenty magic beads were lent to him by his senior brothers and sisters.

The Golden Fist Sect is now in decline, and even its direct disciples cannot produce many tricky beads.

"I almost forgot, there is only a small mine of strange beads in the Golden Fist Sect. Okay, just twenty."

Zhao Wuyang mocked and threw a small bag of treacherous beads on the stone table.

"As expected of a direct disciple of the six major sects, twenty treacherous beads can be used for gambling so easily."

"Isn't that right? With such a good talent and so many devious beads, it's hard for anyone to survive."

Dozens of treacherous beads were used as bets, and the warriors in the attic, who were not even born, couldn't help but talk sarcastically.

Seeing Chu Ren and Qin Ye standing still, Jian Xuehen turned his head and said softly: "Xiaolan, please tell me the rules of drumming and boating."

"Drumming and boating, if the wooden boat travels a certain distance, you can get a reward from our Spirit Sword Sect. If the wooden boat travels ten meters, you can get a hundred spirit coins for free."

"For fifteen meters, you can get one bead. After that, for every five meters you travel, you can get one more bead."

"When you reach forty meters, you can get five extra magic beads and get the opportunity to exchange martial arts with my lady alone."

A maid next to Jian Xuehen stood up and briefly explained the rules.

Chu Ren made a calculation in his mind. If he could make the wooden boat travel to forty meters, he would be rewarded with eleven strange beads.

"You can place your bets first."

The maid waved her hand, and several women appeared in the three-story circular attic and began to accept bets on the outcome.

Although it is called a small competition, it is actually a disguised form of gambling. The Lingjian Sect is like a banker.

Use different games as the targets for betting, and then use the reward of strange beads and the martial arts exchanges of Jian Xuehen as gimmicks to attract warriors to place bets.

This is a game between the eldest disciple of the Changquan Sect and the disciple of the Tianjiao of the Golden Fist Sect.

The warriors in the whole attic were actively placing bets and it was very lively.

"It's a pity that I'm so poor, otherwise I would have pressured myself and made a fortune."

Seeing the bustling attic and the constant piles of bets, Chu Ren couldn't help but sigh that Lingjian Sect would still make money.

The betting plates were brought to Zhao Wuyang and Zheng Xiuhai.

Zhao Wuyang pressed five magic beads, and Qin Ye won.

"Don't let us down." Zheng Xiuhai glanced at Qin Ye and threw five strange beads at him.

The bet can be in spirit coins or magic beads, there is no limit.

Zhang Qingyin and Lu Yuesheng also bet 1,000 spirit coins each on Chu Ren to win.

Both of them had lent their spirit beads to Chu Ren, so they could only use their spirit coins to bet. It was not about winning or losing, but to support their junior brother.

In fact, although the number of people who buy Chu Renying is far less than those who buy Qin Ye, there are still quite a few.

Obviously there are quite a few warriors who are optimistic about his talent being able to win.

Chu Ren nodded to his senior brothers and sisters and gave him a reassuring look.

Seeing that several women had collected their bets, Jian Xuehen's maid nodded: "The betting is over, you two can start."

Chu Ren picked up the special drumstick placed next to the golden drum, glanced at Qin Ye who was doing the same, and knocked hard.

"Boom..."

As the sound rang out, the wooden boat on the water in front of Chu Ren began to move slowly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Qin Ye's drumming was louder and faster. His wooden boat naturally traveled faster.

"As soon as the drum beat weakened, the boat went backwards and couldn't stop at all. It was like diving while holding your breath, and it really took a lot of physical strength and energy."

Practicing exercises is rhythmic, with a rush and a slowdown between each move. There will also be a pause after completing a set.

Even when fighting the enemy, it is impossible for a warrior to make such continuous moves.

Once a warrior strikes out one after another without stopping or taking a breath, it means that he will risk his life.

And this drum cruise is a non-stop, great test of physical strength. Second only to fighting to the death.

Chu Ren adjusted, maintaining his strength at a physical strength of over fifty, and began to beat the drum.

One meter, two meters, three meters...

The wooden boat moved forward steadily amidst Chu Ren's continuous drumming.

Although his voice is not as loud as Qin Ye's, this is not a game that requires strength.

Soon, Qin Ye's wooden boat took the lead in breaking through to a distance of ten meters.

Ten meters is a threshold distance. Most Jingyuan realm warriors can achieve it, but they can only achieve this step.

If you can reach fifteen meters easily, wouldn't you just get a trick bead as a reward from the Lingjian Sect?

Lingjian Sect will not engage in loss-making business.

But for the body quenching realm, fifteen meters is very simple.

Seeing that Chu Ren's boat was still sailing nine meters away, Qin Ye smiled proudly.

"Although Junior Brother's speed is a little slower, it can be seen that he is not in a hurry."

Lu Yuesheng glanced at Chu Ren, whose expression remained unchanged, and nodded slightly.

"Although my junior brother is very confident, why do I feel that he will lose?" Zhang Qingyin said worriedly.

Lu Yuesheng quickly comforted him: "Sister, don't worry, my junior brother has a good attitude. Even if he loses, he won't be hit."

Zhang Qingyin glanced at Zhao Wuyang and gritted her teeth: "I only hate that I am not strong enough to avenge my fourth junior brother."

"Senior sister, I have never forgotten the hatred of the fourth senior brother. The future is long, don't let hatred affect your martial arts practice."

Lu Yuesheng's face turned ugly when he mentioned Fourth Senior Brother.

It’s not that the two of them don’t want revenge, but they are far less powerful than Zhao Wuyang.

"Dong dong..."

After a while, Qin Ye's wooden boat took the lead in reaching fifteen meters and began to move towards the next target.

Chu Ren's boat was still unhurried. Not only did it not catch up, but it fell behind from about one meter to three meters.

"Junior brother Qin has higher energy than ordinary people. He can at least walk thirty-three meters. I want to see how you win!"

Zhao Wuyang had a sneer on his lips and looked at Chu Ren who was playing the drums.

Eighteen meters, nineteen meters, twenty meters!

Qin Ye's wooden boat got further and further away. When Chu Ren only reached fifteen meters, his wooden boat reached twenty meters.

"This genius of the Golden Fist Sect is not good enough. He was thrown five meters away."

"Twenty meters is the watershed. Only 20% of Jingyuan realm warriors can reach here."

The warriors in the attic were whispering to each other, and those who bet on Chu Ren’s victory were already a little unable to sit still.

"Twenty-five meters away!"

Qin Ye kept increasing his speed, and the wooden boat soon reached 25 meters.

At this time, Chu Ren's wooden boat finally reached twenty meters.

"Thirty meters away!"

Qin Ye began to sweat slightly on his forehead, and the frequency of the drumsticks also began to decrease.

"Then it's time to see the real chapter."

"The limit record before the Jingyuan realm, I remember, was thirty meters, and in the early stage of body tempering, the longest distance seemed to be thirty-four meters."

Everyone looked intently at Chu Ren and his wooden boat.

Chu Ren's boat also arrived at 25 meters.

His face was expressionless, the drumming frequency was the same as before, and the speed of the wooden boat did not slow down at all.

Looking back at Qin Ye, after exceeding thirty meters, the speed of the wooden boat began to slow down, and the drumming became less stable.

When Qinye was thirty-one meters long, Chu Ren’s wooden boat was twenty-six meters long.

When Qin Ye was thirty-two meters long, Chu Ren’s wooden boat was twenty-eight meters long.

When Qin Ye reached thirty-three meters, the whole place was in a commotion. Because this was the farthest record in the early stage of body tempering.

At this distance, Qin Ye's wooden boat was moving at a very slow speed, and the golden drum was beating loudly.

Even so, most of the warriors in the field have already concluded that Qin Ye is about to win.

The limit distance in the early stage of body tempering has been broken, how can it be possible to win the Jingyuan realm?

Once the limit distance is reached, it is extremely difficult to move forward even one meter.

"I didn't expect Qin Ye's energy to be so strong. I remember the record of the early stage of body tempering, it was left by Zhao Wuyang, right?"

"This genius of the Golden Fist Sect was tricked by Zhao Wuyang. He deliberately found a disciple with extremely strong energy and talent to compete with him."

"Did he hit the muzzle of the gun, or was his whereabouts already known to Zhao Wuyang? It's too tragic."

"Thankfully I bet on him to win, look at how confident he is."

"No wonder him. Judging from his condition, I'm afraid he can break the thirty-meter record of Jingyuan Realm. It's a pity that he met Qin Ye."
Chapter completed!