"Little Sword, Little Divine Sword, are you sure it's that poor sour boy?" Wang Luchun rubbed his chin and observed carefully.

Xiao Baojian raised the roster in his hand: "Second Senior Brother, I have read it several times, it is called Mu Yan, that's right." ”

Wang Luchun's eyes flashed: "That matter has been arranged, right?"

Xiao Shenjian said: "Don't worry, he will definitely not be able to pass the first level!"

......

There are a total of 10 force measuring tablets, and the tests of 10 groups are carried out at the same time.

At this time, there were already five or six people in front of Mu Yan who had tested it, and none of them had made seven sword marks!

"Elimination!"

"Elimination!"

"Elimination!"

......

The little Taoist priest who was in charge of supervising this group had an indifferent expression and was announcing the results.

"Where did these people get their self-confidence, they don't have the strength of an intermediate knight, do they want to blend into Shushan? It's really whimsical!" the green-shirted young man sneered.

He was right in front of Mu Yan, and now it was finally his turn.

"Let you see what power is!"

The green-shirted boy walked up to the stone monument, his feet open, and his gaze suddenly became very sharp.

"Fight!"

He roared, his momentum climbed to the extreme, and his power was condensed in his hand, turning into a fist that crushed everything, and bombarded out fiercely!

Bang!

The stele erupted with a terrifying divine light.

One, two... When it reached the sixth path, the light stopped abruptly and turned into six sword marks, which were printed on the stone tablet, which was very eye-catching.

"What? It's only six?" The green-shirted young man was dumbfounded, you know, he originally had hidden strength, and now he is full of strength, and he can blast out eight or nine sword marks with a light flutter, but now he hasn't even reached the passing line.

The rest of the people were in an uproar, shouting pity.

"It's not scientific, this is the most proud punch in my life!" the green-shirted boy shouted unconvinced.

The little Taoist sneered: "Don't look for trouble, I've seen a lot of players like you, don't talk about science in martial arts, it's useless." ”

He thought that the green-shirted young man was going to make trouble, and with a wave of his hand, all the nearby Shushan disciples gathered over.

The green-shirted young man saw the black oppressive crowd and said worriedly: "I think there is something wrong with the stone tablet......

The little Taoist priest said coldly: "Blasting him out." ”

The Shushan disciples rushed up, set up the green-shirted boy, and threw it outside.

"There must be something wrong with this stele!" the mournful cry of the green-shirted boy echoed in the air.

It was finally Mu Yan's turn.

He stood in front of the stone monument and did not move.

The little Taoist priest said coldly: "Don't think about delaying time, if you don't test, it will be eliminated." ”

From the green-shirted young man's shot just now, Mu Yan was already very sure that there was definitely something wrong with this group of stone tablets!

Thinking of this, Mu Yan's eyes swept into the distance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Han Dashao, have you passed?"

Han Zhenhai was still immersed in the joy of passing the test, and when he heard this voice, his face immediately changed: "Mu Yan, what do you want to do?" Let me tell you, this is Shushan, don't mess with me." ”

This guy already has a shadow on Mu Yan in his heart.

Mu Yan laughed and said, "How many sword marks did you blast out just now, I want to compare with you!"

Han Zhenhai said: "Pull it down, I won't compare with you." ”

However, he also walked over, and he really wanted to see how many sword marks Mu Yan could blast out.

You must know that when I was at the gate of the mountain, I was so pressed by Mu Yan that I couldn't raise my head.

"That's a shame. After Mu Yan finished speaking, he controlled his strength at the intermediate knight, and then punched lightly.

The stele immediately shines brightly!

One, two...... Until the fourth path, the light suddenly stopped, turning into four sword marks, which remained on the stone tablet.

Only four sword marks?

Han Zhenhai's eyes were about to pop out.

Li Zilang's heart in the back was tight, and Mu Yan didn't pass the test?

Li Miaoyi was secretly happy in her heart, Mu Yan, the bastard, was finally going to get out.

"Hey, that's a shame. Mu Yan shook his head.

"Wait!" Han Zhenhai suddenly jumped up.

Mu Yan was very strange: "What's the matter, Han Da Shao?"

Han Zhenhai said: "Did you want to compare with me just now, who has more sword marks?"

Mu Yan said: "That's right." ”

Han Zhenhai said excitedly: "I hit eight sword marks in another group, Mu Yan, you lost, quickly kneel down and call me three times Grandpa." ”

When Mu Yan heard this, he was happy: "Han Dashao, are you stupid to practice your brain, you said that playing eight is eight, can it be counted if you don't play it in front of me?"

At this time, Han Zhenhai was completely immersed in the joy of victory, his mind was completely lost, and his mind was full of pictures of Mu Yan making four sword marks.

"Even if you are powerful, you can only make four sword marks, no matter how I fight, I will win!"

Han Zhenhai's eyebrows fluttered, he raised his fist, and blasted towards the stone tablet in front of him.

I saw that the stone tablet was shining brightly, and then it broke out one or two, and after the third one, it became a sword mark.

There are only three sword marks!

Han Zhenhai was dumbfounded: "What's the matter, I'm a player with eight sword marks?"

"Hahaha!" Li Zilang was about to burst into tears.

The little sword in the distance was in a hurry, so he hurriedly ran over and said to Han Zhenhai: "Which group are you from, what are you doing here?" ”

Han Zhenhai was still standing on the spot, his eyes full of disbelief.

How could it be that there were only three sword marks?

When Mu Yan saw the little sword rushing towards him, the question in his heart was immediately solved, and the answer was about to come out.

"Don't run, Han Dashao, kneel down and call grandpa!" Mu Yan said loudly.

"It's impossible, I've cleared the other group, how can I just play three games here?" Han Zhenhai was angry, and he still wanted him to call his grandfather?

He raised his fist, and his whole body surged out, and he was about to bombard the stele again.

When Xiao Baojian saw it, he was anxious: "Come on, pull him away for me." ”

He rushed over and was about to stop him, but he was pulled by Mu Yan and grabbed his robe, and his feet were like roots, and he couldn't run.

"Xiaodao Chief, can you watch this scene quietly?" Mu Yan said with a smile in a mocking tone.

Mu Yan's gaze carried a look of insight into everything, so that Xiao Baojian did not dare to look directly.

Han Zhenhai once again made three sword marks!

Poof!

Han Zhenhai was paralyzed on the ground, only feeling that his worldview was collapsing, why was this happening? Why did everything change to Mu Yan? It's too evil!

"Those brothers who have passed the level, come and take a look, there is a problem with this stone tablet, you all try it!" Mu Yan shouted.

The sound was very loud, piercing through the golden cracked stones, breaking through the clouds, and echoing throughout the martial arts arena.

Many of the teenagers who passed the test were all arrogant geniuses, and when they heard this, they all gathered around.

"I'll try!" a handsome young man walked up, and with a bang, only four sword marks were made.

Another genius boy walked over, and there were no more than seven sword marks.

......

Seeing these teenagers taking turns to test, Xiao Baojian's face became more and more pale, and he suddenly felt that things were going in the worst direction!