Chapter 64: The Way To Increase Strength

Being the top scorer didn't even matter to Zhao Luo that much. But it was a big deal for others.

For the time being, he just wanted to go into his Mental Word, the Dark Space that was in his mind. But it looked like that Zhao Luo will have to wait.

Wu Yang looked at Zhao Luo as if he had many questions for Zhao Luo to answer but he didn't ask them.

Wu Yang continued to stare at him for a while before he got up from Zhao Luo's bed.

"Will you challenge the Drums of Bellum tomorrow?"

Wu Yang asked Zhao Luo.

He wanted to know if Zhao Luo would be ready by tomorrow

"I am not sure. But the moment I am ready, you will see me at the ring. I will be standing in front of those drums."

Zhao Luo said with confidence.

'I wasn't ready last time but this time it will be different.'

Zhao Luo thought as he remembered losing his consciousness and the fake praises by Mite.

"I will show him what it feels like to be on the losing side."

Zhao Luo said with anger in his voice.

The angry expression on Zhao Luo's face made him look even more handsome as Yan and Feng Mei were looking at him with likeness in their eyes.

'Gulp.'

Wu Yang swallowed his saliva as he felt nervous while looking at the angry Zhao Luo.

'It's over for Senior Mite.'

Wu Yang thought.

"Your method...Will it work?"

Wu Yang asked Zhao Luo as he still wasn't sure about it.

"If you are unsure, we can go to the library and buy a strength manual with your points."

Wu Yang tried to persuade Zhao Luo again.

"Don't worry. There is no need to waste my points."

Zhao Luo had already calmed down and replied to Wu Yang.

He didn't mind, Wu Yang, telling him to go to the library. It wasn't Wu Yang's fault, nobody could have a way to increase their strength like the way Zhao Luo had.

Zhao Luo rejected Wu Yang's idea so there was now no need for Wu Yang to stay in Zhao Luo's room anymore.

It was all on Zhao Luo and how he increases his strength. Thus Wu Yang bid them farewell and left Zhao Luo's room.

"We should go now. Brother rest well."

Feng Mei said to Zhao Luo as she was still worried about his health.

It was already dark outside so Feng Mei and Yan had to leave before they fall asleep in Zhao Luo's room again.

"Okay. I will rest."

Zhao Luo assured Feng Mei and smiled at the two girls who were taking their leave.

'Thud.'

After the door of Zhao Luo's room closed, he was left alone there.

Zhao Luo looked down.

He looked like he was lost in his thoughts. Zhao Luo was thinking about the whole ordeal that he had face after entering the training area.

"I have to become the strongest. I have to clear the last drum as soon as I can."

Zhao Luo said to himself. He knew what his priority was at the moment.

Zhao Luo straightened his back as he pulled his leg across each other to sit in the lotus position. He then closed his eyes and started breathing deeply.

The next moment Zhao Luo opened his eyes, he was in his Dark World.

Zhao Luo who was surrounded by darkness summoned his apparitions.

'Fwoosh.'

Nine apparitions appeared in front of Zhao Luo as they only looked at Zhao Luo with disdain in their eyes. As if they had a bone to pick with Zhao Luo.

"What?"

Zhao Luo shouted as he questioned them. He still hadn't forgotten the beating they gave him after he fell to their numbers before.

The apparitions noticed that Zhao Luo was already angry so they evaded their sight from him and looked around as if they had never seen him with the eyes that blamed him.

The apparitions were the result of his thoughts coming into form in his mind space and because of how he got played by Mite, all these nine apparitions were filled with a little hatred towards Mite and also disappointment towards Zhao Luo.

While the apparitions were looking around, Zhao Luo was wondering about the way that he should use to get stronger. Strong enough to clear the five rows of Drums of Bellum

"I can either keep on fighting them and increase my strength as I absorb them or should I try something else?"

Zhao Luo questioned. He was still deciding the method he would be using to increase his strength.

'Only if there were drums here so I could practice on them.'

Zhao Luo wished as practicing on drums like the Drums of Bellum would be better for him.

So Zhao Luo gave it a try.

This was his World so something like this should be possible.

It only took a moment for Zhao Luo to think about the ring shape and drums lined up in rows.

The next moment all of the things he had thought about appeared in his dark space.

'The Drums of Bellum.....'

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Zhao Luo thought while looking at the similar-shaped drums in front of him.

There were even drumsticks with every drum.

The apparition was quite surprised.

Even though they were a materialization of Zhao Luo's thoughts but these apparitions were quite advanced. So they had some emotions and decision-making abilities.

'Should I try beating them?'

Zhao Luo thought as he was looking at the rows of drums as every row had five drums.

The feeling coming from them was quite similar to the feeling that Drums Of Bellum gave Zhao Luo.

Before Zhao Luo could move towards the drum, the eight apparitions were already lined around the ring while the ninth one was in front of a drum as he held the drumstick in his hand.

'Hmm, that may even be better.'

Zhao Luo thought as he rubbed his chin lightly with the fingers of his right hand.

This was one of the benefits of the Naoli he had mastered.

If these apparitions learned something useful or somehow got stronger, it would all be benefitting Zhao Luo.

At the end of the day, they were a part of Zhao Luo so they would merge with him when he is done training.

So Zhao Luo didn't stop his apparition as it started beating the drum.

The apparition already knew that he had to beat the drum with just enough strength such that the drum produces only three echoes.

The apparition followed the same movement that Zhao Luo had used when he had beaten these drums. Just like that, the apparition struck the drumhead with the drumsticks in his hand.

"Boom."

"Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom."

The sound produced by the drum when the apparition hit its drumhead, was so loud that it echoed around Zhao Luo's space 8 times.

Zhao Luo was shocked.

"Why did you hit it that hard?"

Zhao Luo questioned his apparition.

Even though the drum wasn't a perfect copy, his apparitions were still meant to control their strengths so that sound of the drum only echoes three times, no more and no less.

The apparition smirked at Zhao Luo's question and looked at the other eight apparitions.

"I will be first. Hahaha."

The apparition was taking this as a challenge to show his standing to the other apparitions.

It was like Challenge.

The reason was simple the apparition was confident enough to handle the attack by the First Drum of the Fourth Row and he wanted to be the first among the other apparitions.

The apparition continued to beat the drums like this.

The second row had more pressure and the weight of the drum sticks had increased. But the momentum of the apparition didn't stop there. He cleared it while averaging 7 echoes.

The third row, with 8 echoes again.

Finally, he stood at the First Drum of the Fourth Row.

Zhao Luo was also very interested to see what would happen to his apparition.

His apparition was going to face an attack that had the power of more than a hundred echoes in it.

'Gulp.'

The apparition was somewhat nervous.

As it moved its hand towards the drum to hit the drumhead, the drum sticks slipped from his hands and fell on the surface of the drumhead.

'Bang.'

A sound could be heard.

"Hahaha. What was that?"

Zhao Luo laughed as he made fun of his apparition.

But that wasn't the end yet, the apparition looked at the drum in front of him.

The attack of the drum came at him suddenly.

He could feel a foreign power attacking his body.

The next moment the apparition was sent flying away as blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.

"Woah."

Zhao Luo was surprised as he had found another secret of Naoli.

The attack of this drum wasn't truly the attack of the drum that Zhao Luo had faced. But it was quite similar to what Zhao Luo had thought of it according to his memories and what Wu Yang had told him.

While the first apparition had fallen, the other apparition was going to the drum.

Zhao Luo had his arms folded while he spectated them.

Somewhere in his dark world.

"Hehe, I knew our successor would be interesting since our first meeting."

A female voice said.

"Hmm, agreed. This is an interesting show that the young man has set for us."

A manly voice answered.

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