God of Defiance

The moment he stepped onto the 101st step, Chu Tian suddenly felt a slight spiritual pressure falling from the sky and pressing on his shoulders.

"Haha, it finally started to appear."

Chu Tian chuckled, as if he had expected this.

Previously, in the cave of the first dean Gongsuntai, if you wanted to obtain the inheritance of Gongsuntai, you had to pass two tests.

It can be seen from this!

No strong man will casually hand over the good things he possesses to others, even if that person is his blood descendant!

Want to get good stuff?

sorry!

You need to pass the various tests I set first!

In fact, this is also human nature.

Because every strong man knows it very well!

No one will cherish the things you get easily!

If the strength is not enough, it may even cause huge disasters!

What's more, the Caitianxing who left the tombstone is still a peerless strong man in the realm of the Holy King, so he must value what he leaves behind more!

Chu Tian secretly guessed that the test might have started when he stepped on the first step.

However, he was too strong and passed the previous test with great ease, without even feeling anything.

One hundred and one!

one hundred and two!

One hundred and three!

…

With a calm face, Chu Tian climbed up the steps.

As Chutian climbed, the spiritual pressure transmitted from above his head became stronger and stronger.

Gradually, a trace of sweat began to appear on Chutian's forehead.

However, this level of spiritual pressure was far from being able to suppress Chu Tian.

Chu Tian kept moving forward without stopping.

One hundred and fifty levels!

One hundred and sixty levels!

One hundred and seventy levels!

…

Not long after, Chu Tian had already stepped onto the 199th step!

At this moment, his face was covered with sweat, his clothes were getting wet, and his breathing became a little heavy.

despair!

After a breath, Chu Tian took steps and stepped on the two hundredth step.

Another square platform appeared, with a stone futon placed on it.

Chu Tian took a deep breath, stepped onto the platform, sat cross-legged on the stone futon, and slowly closed his eyes.

However, in less than ten breaths, Chu Tian opened his eyes again and shook his head gently.

Just now, Caitianxing demonstrated another earth-level spiritual martial skill, but the level was higher than the previous spiritual pressure falling from the mountain. It was the peak earth-level spiritual martial skill.

It's a pity that Chu Tian only wants heaven-level spiritual martial arts now!

In the next breath, he stood up. After a moment's pause, he took out his right foot and stepped on the 201st step!

When Chu Tian completely stood on the 201st step, a terrifying weight suddenly fell from the sky!

Chu Tian groaned, his upper body became slightly bent, and the sweat on his face kept oozing out.

He clenched his fists vigorously, raised his feet and continued to climb the stairs.

As Chu Tian continued to climb, not only was the pressure from the sky getting stronger and stronger, but even Chu Tian's consciousness gradually became blurred.

More than ten breaths later.

His feet were still climbing slowly and mechanically, but his expression was dull and his eyes had lost their usual sparkle.

At this moment, Chu Tian found that he had turned into a little beggar begging on the street. He was dressed in rags, his face was dirty, and his hair was as disheveled as a chicken coop.

He was standing on the street begging with some other little beggars.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"When the young master arrives, get out of your way wherever you can!"

…

At this moment, loud and arrogant shouts accompanied by the sound of a whip being whipped came from far and near.

Hearing the sound, Chu Tian hurriedly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

In sight, a team of gorgeously dressed people appeared.

Two strong men in black robes rode tall horses and came to the front, holding dark leather whips, twitching and shouting.

The figures on both sides looked frightened and hurriedly dodged to both sides for fear of being hit by the whip.

In the middle of the team, there was a noble prince wearing fresh clothes and a furious horse, with a sword hanging on his waist, and his handsome face was full of undisguised pride.

It's Mr. Waiting!

"stop!"

When the team passed in front of Chu Tian and others, Mr. Hou suddenly stopped the team and turned to look at Chu Tian.

"Kneel down and you'll be rewarded!"

Mr. Hou spoke, his words were brief and dignified.

Chutian and the other beggars were obviously stunned for a moment.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Suddenly, whips struck hard.

"Damn it, you bunch of garbage beggars, didn't you hear what Mr. Hou said? They all kneel down!"

"Kneel down, kneel down immediately!"

"If you dare not kneel down, you will be beaten to death on the spot!"

As the whip was whipped hard, angry shouts also sounded one after another.

The little beggars immediately had dazzling blood marks on their bodies, screamed horribly, and were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground.

After a few breaths, Chu Tian was the only one who still stood there, motionless, showing no intention of kneeling down.

"Boy, kneel down immediately, or I'll beat you to death!"

A strong man had a fierce look on his face and threatened in a cold voice.

Chu Tian remained motionless, making no movement at all.

"court death!"

When the strong man saw this, he cursed angrily and lashed out with the whip in his hand.

Another strong man also raised his whip and whipped it hard.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Immediately, whip shadows fell on Chu Tian's body like raindrops one after another, and terrible pain immediately spread from all parts of Chu Tian's body!

After only two or three breaths, Chu Tian's body was covered with scars and he turned into a bloody man.

"stop!"

Mr. Hou suddenly spoke and stopped his men.

Immediately, he rode up to Chu Tian, ​​looked down at Chu Tian, ​​and said calmly: "Kneel down and you will be rewarded!"

"Chu Tian, ​​kneel down quickly!"

"Yes, Chu Tian, ​​it is not a shameful thing to kneel down to Mr. Hou, and you can even get a reward!"

"Yes, Mr. Hou is one of the first-class wealthy men in the city. How many people want to kneel down in front of him but still can't find the chance!"

Chutian's beggar friends began to whisper to Chutian.

After Chu Tian heard these advices, his heart softened, and his knees slowly knelt towards the ground.

Seeing Chu Tian's actions, Mr. Hou couldn't help but twitch a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He is a well-known rich man in the city, but a little beggar stands in front of him. How dare he not kneel down!

Just when Chutian's knees were about to touch the ground, voices suddenly sounded in Chutian's mind.

"You can't kneel!"

"You can't kneel!"

"You must not kneel!"

These sounds were small at first, but soon became like thunder, exploding in Chu Tian's mind.

Chu Tian suddenly stood up straight again.

"Little beggar, you!"

Seeing Chu Tian suddenly stand up again, Young Master Hou couldn't help but widen his eyes, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

"Young Master, please get off your horse. I want to truly kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to the Young Master!"

The next breath, Chu Tian spoke respectfully.