Li Xian and others were positioned towards the back, their faces pale with shock. But, catching a glimpse of Li Xian, they couldn't help but feel admiration. Amidst the intense thunderous drum sounds, Li Xian remained calm and composed, not retreating half a step.
One hundred seventy-six... one hundred eighty-five... one hundred eighty-nine...
Lei Chong's breath was long and sustained, but as the sound reached this point, it gradually slowed and softened. Seeing the momentum waning, Lei Chong suddenly clenched both fists, forcefully pounding his chest.
The thunder drum sound suddenly intensified, its momentum surpassing before. The thunderous sound made the roof tiles of tall buildings tremble, windows creak, and birds flee in terror. Many officials and servants at the Marquis's post were startled by the thunderous sound and came to observe near the training grounds.
