"I have three conditions for accepting apprentices this time!"

"First, you can't be more than twenty-two years old!"

"Second, you have to be able to come in front of me to be qualified!"

"Third, the strong take precedence! Good qualifications are preferred! ”

"If the conditions are not met, don't move forward if you don't have the ability!"

Han Nuo's voice spread far away.

Most of the martial artists who heard these conditions sighed silently in their hearts, and their hearts were filled with disappointment and low feelings.

Han Nuo had already planned to accept apprentices.

The first condition is the audition, which can directly exclude most of the martial artists in the field.

The second condition is selection, and those who can walk in front of Han Nuo under the suppression of the Purple Thunder Realm will certainly not be weak.

And there are not many people who can meet these two conditions at the same time.

The third condition is the final determination of the quota, the strongest among the strong, and the most talented among the geniuses.

The power that had just erupted in the Purple Thunder Realm was deeply felt by many martial artists, and at this time, they felt the coercion of the Purple Thunder Realm again, and they all gave up after a hasty attempt.

If you want to get in front of Han Nuo, you must first be able to withstand the pressure just now.

But how many such people are there?

Not a single one, to be exact.

Of course, the situation is different from what it was just now.

Han Nuo was obviously going to make a move just now, and those who didn't want to do it with Han Nuo naturally retreated.

And now, it is a test, a test related to one's own future and destiny!

The warriors who have reservations in Fang are all going all out at this time.

But many times, the reality is harsh.

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory!

There are few who can carry the pressure of the Purple Thunder Realm and move forward step by step!

"Poof!"

"Ugh!"

"Bang!"

One after another, the warriors who wanted to forcibly break through vomited blood, were injured, and fell to the ground!

"Damn!"

"Hah!"

The sound of angry shouts came, and several people in the arena had already stepped into the ring, but they were still a hundred meters away from Han Nuo.

Behind Bei Ming, Bei Ming Lei called softly: "Dad! ”

"What? Would you like to try it? Bei Ming Zheng turned his head and asked.

Bei Ying Lei nodded: "Yes, the child wants to try." ”

Bei Ming is a little hesitant, in fact, he is not optimistic about Bei Ming Lei, even if he is his own son.

But he nodded and said, "If you want to try, go ahead." But if you can't hold on, come back, don't force it! ”

Although Bei Minglei also knew that Bei Mingzheng felt sorry for him, he felt that his father had underestimated him, and he was not convinced, but he wanted to prove his strength.

The cultivation of "Outside the Sky Chapter" is free to run the whole body, and the North Thunder walks forward step by step.

"I'll try it too!"

Another person behind Bei Ming said loudly.

The whirring wind sounded, and the man rushed up in a few steps, and soon he was on a level with the Northern Thunder.

Han Nuo turned his head to look, and it turned out to be Nangong Wentian who he had seen before.

I haven't seen him for two years, and at this time, Nangong Wentian has also become a grandmaster, and his free and easy aura appears outside, turning into a yin and yang hexagram, protecting Zhou's body and resisting the coercion of the realm.

As the protagonist of "Divine Soldier Xuanqi", with the help of the core Yuan Zhu of the Heavenly Crystal Divine Sword in his left arm, the great improvement in skill was not unexpected by Han Nuo.

Nangong Wentian walked forward step by step, his steps were calm and his expression was firm.

But the Northern Thunder next to him was in a hurry.

"It's just a little slave, and you dare to stand side by side with me?"

Thinking like this, the pace of the Northern Stygian Thunder sped up a bit.

Nangong asked the heavens to see it, and turned his head to look at him in some surprise, and then his pace also sped up a little, always keeping up with the pace of the Northern Thunder.

"Damn it!"

Walking out of a distance under the pressure of the realm, Bei Ying Lei found that he could not get rid of Nangong Wentian, and he was even more anxious, and when he was short of breath, there was a momentary error in the operation of the exercises in his body.

"Humph!"

The qi diverged, the meridians were suddenly damaged, and the Northern Thunder snorted, and his footsteps were paused, and he had to stop.

"Damn! Damn it! This unscrupulous servant! ”

Beiming Lei hated Nangong Wentian very much in his heart, but now that the qi was not smooth, and the qi and blood in his body were surging, he didn't even dare to speak, so he had to suppress the chaos in his body first.

Nangong Wentian was bullied by the Northern Thunder in the past, and a lot of resentment was accumulating in his stomach, and this time he did it on purpose, just to make him lose face in front of everyone.

Sure enough, the Northern Thunder was in the middle of the plan, and in a hurry, he had to stop and breathe.

Nangong Wentian didn't stop under his feet, and continued to walk forward at the speed just now.

Over there, the "Dao Yin" Song Chao also asked Song Que beside him: "Don't you want to try it?" ”

Unlike Sun En, Shi Zhixuan and others who already have masters, Bei Minglei and Song Que both learned martial arts from their fathers, and practiced family martial arts, so they can worship another master.

But Song Que is different from Bei Ying Lei.

The Northern Netherworld family is in Youzhou, not far from the Yellow Turban forces, and it is easy for the family to go to the past.

The Song family is in the Lingnan region, located in the middle of nowhere, separated from Jingzhou and Yanyu for nearly half of the territory of the Han Dynasty.

So Song Que couldn't help but have some concerns: "Father, is this really okay?" ”

Song Chao smiled and said, "What does it matter? Go with confidence! ”

Song Que also wanted to go, but with his father's permission, he naturally stepped forward.

Han Nuo was standing in front of the VIP seat, and Song Que was originally in the VIP seat, although he was forced to withdraw thirty or forty meters by Han Nuo's previous three moves, but the distance was still the closest now.

It is closer than Nangong Wentian, who started first.

And in addition to Song Que and Nangong Wentian, the nearest martial artist was already only fifty or sixty meters away.

However, it seems that the man has stopped there.

"Poof!"

The man's face was bruised, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground.

"Who's that?"

"Does anyone recognize you?"

Even if the man had failed completely, he was pretty good compared to the others. Even if Han Nuo doesn't accept it, there are others who take a fancy to his qualifications.

"It seems, it's the Cowherd?"

"The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl's Cowherd?"

"It's the Cowherd of the Iron Sword Gate."

"Ahh Yes, that iron sword is indeed the style of the Iron Sword Gate. ”

The cowherd who fell to the ground was carrying a hundred-pound sword behind him, and the length of the sword even surpassed the height of the cowherd.

Cowherd is brave and brave, frank and upright, since his debut, he has often acted chivalrous and righteous, fought unevenly, killed many murderers and bullies, and his reputation in the rivers and lakes is not small, so many people recognized him at this time.

"However, speaking of which, although the head of the Iron Sword Sect is known as an iron courage real person, in fact, many people secretly call him a 'gallless Taoist'! Because he was afraid that the Cowherd would cause trouble, he was directly expelled from the sect. (To be continued.) )