Fantasy: Becoming stronger starts from being beaten

"Everyone, the most exciting moment has come. I don't know which lucky ones among you can become disciples of the Sword God!"

"Back to the city!"

Liu Jian said loudly to everyone, and flew to Tiancheng first.

On the edge of the arena outside the Chen Mansion, the high curtain was still not removed, Chen Huan came to the middle of the arena first, and waited for everyone.

"Nine people come every time!"

"Attack the nine steles separately!"

Chen Huan said in the arena, but his voice spread outside the arena.

Liu Jian presided over the order outside the ring alone, letting nine people in each time.

The first nine people who came up were all smiling.

They believe that it is not difficult to break a stone tablet.

And they all knew very well that the stele was only nine pieces, that is to say, the sword god Chen Huan could only accept nine disciples at most.

Therefore, the people in the front have more opportunities.

If it is the turn of the latter, the stele may be broken by the former, and there will be no chance to become the disciple of the sword god.

The nine people mobilized their spiritual power and used their strongest attacks to hit the stone tablet.

After the mixed loud noise, the attack of the nine people did not cause any damage to the stele.

"This, this, how is this possible?"

The nine people looked at the stone tablet they attacked in horror.

In any case, they are considered good talents in their hometown.

Now, even a small stone tablet can't be broken!
"Sword God, this stele..."

One of the bolder ones turned around and asked Chen Huan.

"Don't ask why, you just need to know that you only have one chance, if you don't succeed, it means that you are not enough."

"Now, there are two choices in front of you, one is to go home, and the other is to be my disciple!"

Chen Huan didn't want to explain, the person who can comprehend the mysteries in the stone tablet shows that he has enough understanding, and at the same time, he also has something in common with the attributes of Guiyuan Gangqi.

Only by accepting such people as disciples can Chen Huan truly teach.

"Sword God, we choose to become Sword God disciples!"

The nine people looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and replied together.

The Sword God accepts disciples, and in the future when the Sword God teaches, he can also listen to it.

If you can get a little bit of guidance, it will be of great benefit!
"Well, Da Chen, bring them in!"

After the first nine decided to become disciples of the Sword God, the next group of nine came on stage.

The result was the same as the previous nine people, no one could smash the stele at all.

But these people almost all think the same thing. If you can't be the disciple of the Sword God, you can be the disciple of the Sword God. As long as you can learn something from the Sword God, it will be of great benefit.

Next, several groups in succession, the same is true.

Chen Huan was not surprised when he saw the performance of these people.

Among the three people in 620, three people can break the stone tablet, thank God.

Then, as before, Chen Huan took a chair, sat on the ring, and watched these people quietly.

Looking at their hopeful attack on the stele, they chose to become Jian Shen's disciples in disappointment.

Seeing fewer and fewer people queuing up, Chen Huan gradually became a little disappointed!

Could it be that there is not even one of the three 620 people?

Gradually, there were only two groups of people left, one group was nine people, and the other group was two people.

The group of nine people, like the previous ones, attacked the stele with all their strength, but the result was still the same, unable to shake the stele at all.

"Ugh!"

Chen Huan sighed, put away his chair, and watched the last two enter the ring.

These two people are a pair of brothers. They are not very gorgeously dressed, but a little plain.

However, such makeup could not attract Chen Huan.

There are many such people in the front, and there is nothing surprising about it.

However, after the two entered the ring, they did not directly attack the stele.

Instead, he stretched out his hand at the same time, and gently touched the stone tablet.

Immediately afterwards, the two retracted their hands together, squeezed their sword fingers, and poked at the stone tablet.

The sword fingers of the two were inserted into the stone tablet in an instant.

The next moment, the stele shattered inch by inch, turning into a pile of rubble!