This is My Heroic Path

"Anyway, no matter what you do, you will only end up with failure. This is fate—"

The chosen sword was pulled out from the giant rock by An Zhiyu at the next moment.

The uproar just fell silent for an instant, not only Morgan Le Fay, but even An Zhiyu himself was stunned.

What's happening here? !

Chapter 75 Don't You Believe It?I pull it again!

An Zhiyu thought about many things that would happen when he drew his sword.

For example, he couldn't shake the sword in the stone at all, and then left the scene sadly.

For example, he pulled out a thread, but the next moment the selected sword embedded itself into the boulder.

But he never thought that such a weird thing would happen.

It's really light. Why can't so many people pull it out with this level of weight?

An Zhiyu raised his head to look at Merlin, but saw that the man who always had a flirtatious smile suddenly stopped smiling.

An approving smile appeared on Morgan Le Fay's face, and his beautiful eyes looked at An Zhiyu with brilliance.

Unexpectedly, he really pulled it out.

Originally, she didn't have much hope, and even planned to implement other plans to restrict King Arthur after failure, but now all of them are unnecessary.

Sure enough, Scathach has always had a good eye in selecting candidates.

The smile on Morgan Le Fay's face became more and more cheerful, but at this moment, she suddenly saw Merlin walking towards An Zhiyu.

What the hell is this guy trying to do?

There was a hint of doubt in Morgan Le Fay's eyes.

This man always looks like he sees through everything, because he has the eyes to see through the present, and he can calculate the future by combining the current information. Has he also seen the current situation?

No, if he had seen through it, he wouldn't have that surprised expression just now.

Morgan stared at the direction of An Zhiyu.

Once a mutation occurs, she will act immediately.

"This is really amazing. I actually pulled out the sword from the stone." Merlin looked at the selected sword in An Zhiyu's hand, with a look of admiration on his face.

"Is this within your expectation?" An Zhiyu asked.

"No, to be honest, you are a strange person, you don't belong to this world, and you can't even see the future," Merlin wandered around An Zhiyu, "I always thought that only a real king can pull out the Sword from the Stone, and you It was pulled out."

"so what?"

"Pull it again," Merlin said.

"You want me to plug it back in and pull it out again?" An Zhiyu frowned.

"That's right, pull it out again." Merlin shrugged, "Since you are the real king, you should be able to do it."

An Zhiyu was silent for a while.

Sure enough, you still don't want to believe me?

That's true, after all, the red dragon body that Merlin discussed with King Uther was Altria. She started training at the age of five just for this day, but he was pulled out of the stone by an outsider that day. sword.

Whoever changed it would probably be a little unacceptable.

"In this way, you will recognize me?" An Zhiyu asked.

"Ah, if you can pull it out again, I believe everyone will recognize you." Merlin looked at the surrounding knights when he finished speaking.

"Since you don't believe it, I'll show you again." An Zhiyu inserted the chosen sword back into the giant rock.

Then, lower your voice: "Before we start, I want to ask you one thing."

"Tell me, as long as I can answer." Merlin spread his hands, "Of course, maybe I won't tell you the questions I can answer."

"You don't want Lily to become king, do you? Why would you stop someone from pulling out the Sword in the Stone?" An Zhiyu lowered his voice.

"I will not prevent the established destiny," Merlin said, "but you drew that sword, the track deviated from that line, and the invisible future will be very dangerous."

"Okay, please draw out that sword again when everyone can see clearly." After Meilin finished speaking, he turned around and walked back into the crowd without giving An Zhiyu time to speak.

Under the eyes of the knights, An Zhiyu took a breath and let it out slowly.

Staring at the selected sword that was put back into the giant rock in front of him, he stretched out his hand to grab the hilt.

Try to pull it out.

The selected sword did not move at all.

Strange... the chosen sword, which was light just now, seems to be embedded in a huge rock.

An Zhiyu frowned involuntarily, and looked in the direction of Merlin.

Is it that guy's fault?

The knights also seemed to have noticed that An Zhiyu had exerted all his strength but had not drawn out his sword just now, so they couldn't help but start whispering at this moment.

"I can't pull it out."