After entering the Handyman Hall, it was rather quiet for the first few days.
Fang Chen did not want to waste any time and had been working hard to cultivate.
However, on the fifth day, someone came to look for him.
"Fang Chen, the Senior Brothers are going to cultivate. Hurry up and be their sparring partner," a disciple of the Handyman Hall said.
Fang Chen nodded, stood up, and headed to the square.
The entire city was the territory of the Handyman Hall.
As for the disciples, they would usually cultivate in the square.
When Fang Chen arrived, there were already many people there.
"Hurry up, you're the only one left."
The elder in charge of the Handyman Hall disciples' cultivation said in a deep voice.
Fang Chen immediately jogged over. The elder asked him to stand with a row of people in the center of the square.
"Just stand with them," the elder said.
Fang Chen realized that the group of people in the center of the square were also sparring partners like him.
After standing properly, the elder said, "Today, the main purpose is to train your strength.
Each of you will choose a sparring partner. The training will begin now. "
As soon as the elder finished speaking, a disciple came forward to choose.
"You, come with me."
"You look very sturdy. Come with me."
Although there were many disciples in the Handyman Hall, there were very few who could be focused on by the Handyman Hall.
After a while, the disciples who were focused on training had been selected.
However, the elder's gaze fell on a woman in black in the distance.
"Mo Shengge, it's your turn to choose."
The elder's attitude towards the woman in black was very gentle.
When he looked at the woman in black, his eyes were full of smiles.
Fang Chen heard the whispers of the people around him.
"So this woman is the strongest disciple of the Handyman Hall," Fang Chen said to himself.
The strongest disciple of the Handyman Hall meant that she would definitely be able to join the Sword Palace of the South Tomb.
The Handyman Hall would directly train her as a disciple of the Sword Palace of the South Tomb.
The woman in black turned around with a cold expression. There was an aura that kept people thousands of miles away from her. It was very cold.
She walked to the remaining sparring partners and swept her gaze across the crowd. Finally, her gaze fell on Fang Chen.
"I choose him," the woman in black said in a heavenly voice.
Hearing this, the elder was stunned.
"Shengge, why did you choose him?" the elder asked in confusion.
Among the many sparring partners present, only Fang Chen was in the Life and Death Realm. The others were all in the Eternal Realm.
"Shengge, he's too weak. He can't resist your attack."
The elder wasn't worried about Fang Chen's life or death, but the cultivation progress of this woman in black called Mo Shengge.
He was worried that Fang Chen would be too weak and affect Mo Shengge's cultivation.
Fang Chen sighed in his heart.
When he was in the Lower Realm, he already knew that this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak.
At that time, he felt that the competition wasn't too fierce.
However, after coming to the God Realm, he had a deeper understanding of the law of the jungle.
If you are too weak, no one will care about your life or death.
"I'll choose him."
The black-clothed woman, Mo Shengge, frowned in displeasure.
Seeing this, the elder did not say anything else.
After Mo Shengge made her choice, the elder waved his hand, indicating for the other sparring partners who were not chosen to leave.
Fang Chen could vaguely hear the whispers of the sparring partners who were not selected. They were very happy.
"Okay, let's start training."
The elder said.
It was no exaggeration to say that this batch of disciples would all pass the test soon.
They were also very strong.
"I'll go first."
A fat martial artist suddenly punched out.
Dong!
Wild power emanated from his body and instantly gathered in front of him to form a terrifying fist aura. After that, it ruthlessly struck the body of the sparring partner opposite him.
Crack!
The sparring partner's body did not have any strength to resist and was directly sent flying.
Dong!
The sparring partner spat out blood and died instantly.
"Too weak."
Seeing this, the fat warrior sneered.
"Zhuang Heng, you've become stronger again."
"Zhuang Heng, even a hundred sparring partners won't be enough for you."
"Zhuang Heng, you'll definitely be in the top three in the test in three months."
Many disciples were praising Zhuang Heng.
Only the black-clothed woman, Mo Shengge, did not even look at Zhuang Heng.
The black-clothed woman, Mo Shengge, carefully observed Fang Chen with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
Suddenly, Mo Shengge asked, "Did you ascend from the lower realm?"
Fang Chen was a little surprised, but he still nodded and answered.
Mo Shengge nodded slightly and said, "Actually, I admire you warriors who ascend from the lower realm with your own efforts.
You shouldn't have joined the South Tomb Sword Palace. "
"Oh."
Fang Chen was a little curious.
"There are seven top forces in the God Realm. One of them was founded by an ascender called the Sky Bone Palace.
The palace master of the Sky Bone Palace, the Bone Progenitor, is also one of the top experts in the God Realm. He is a powerful warrior who ascended from the lower realm.
You should go to the Sky Bone Palace. After all, only ascenders will be protected there. "
Hearing this, Fang Chen was shocked.
He did not expect the Bone Progenitor to be so powerful.
The Sky Bone Palace that he founded was actually one of the top seven forces in the God Realm.
Seeing Fang Chen's shock, Mo Shengge shook her head slightly.
After a long time, Fang Chen woke up from his shock.
He felt that Mo Shengge was deliberately reminding him, so he asked, "Why are you telling me this?"
Mo Shengge fell into silence, her expression a little pained.
"Because I once fell in love with an ascender."
Hearing Mo Shengge's answer, Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, but he did not say anything else.
After venting her emotions, Mo Shengge returned to the main topic.
"I will help you while you are at the Servant Hall.
However, I can't help you for long. You will have to rely on yourself, "said Mo Shengge.
Perhaps it was because Fang Chen was an ascender from the lower realm that brought back her memories.
"Thank you." Fang Chen thanked her apologetically.
Mo Shengge waved her hand and said, "You are too weak. You will be my sparring partner and observe."
With that, Mo Shengge clenched her small white hands into fists, and power surged.
"So strong."
Fang Chen felt his scalp go numb.
He activated the Perfect Sword Body to block Mo Shengge's attack.
Dong!
Fang Chen's body quickly retreated, and pain filled his entire body.
"Okay."
Mo Shengge was a little surprised to see Fang Chen only take a few steps back.
"Although you are weak, your physical defense is not bad."
To put it bluntly, the sparring partners of the Servant Hall were cannon fodder that could die at any time.
This was the first time Fang Chen was a sparring partner, and he saw several of his fellow sparring partners die.
Their cultivations were all in the Eternal Realm.
This was the reality. No one would sympathize with the weak.
It was normal for sparring partners to die.
Fortunately, Fang Chen met Mo Shengge.
She had been holding back, so although he was injured, he did not die.
Of course, Fang Chen's actions also caused some disciples to be dissatisfied.
It was better to say that Zhuang Heng was very strong.
After Zhuang Heng killed a sparring partner with one punch, his gaze fell on the black-clothed Mo Shengge.
Then, he walked towards Mo Shengge.
"Shengge, what's the point of having such a trashy sparring partner?"
Mo Shengge ignored Zhuang Heng and continued to fight with Fang Chen.
She was very pretentious after being rejected and vented her anger on Fang Chen.
"Brat, someone like you wants to get close to Shengge? Go to hell."
Zhuang Heng suddenly threw a punch with great strength.
Caught off guard, Fang Chen did not have time to dodge.
Bang!
At the critical moment, Mo Shengge blocked Zhuang Heng's attack.
"Zhuang Heng, what are you doing?"
Mo Shengge's pretty face was a little angry as she said coldly.
Zhuang Heng had feelings for Mo Shengge, so he would be very unhappy if any of the disciples in the Servant Hall got close to her.
As time passed, no one dared to get close to her.
But now, he attacked a sparring partner, and Mo Shengge was angry at him.
"Shengge, he's just a sparring partner."
Before Zhuang Heng could finish speaking, Mo Shengge stopped him.
"Zhuang Heng, I'm cultivating. Please don't disturb me," Mo Shengge said expressionlessly.
Zhuang Heng saw that Mo Shengge was really angry. He wanted to say something but stopped.
He flicked his sleeves, coldly looked at Fang Chen, and then turned to leave.
Fang Chen saw a trace of undisguised killing intent in Zhuang Heng's eyes.
He wanted to kill him.
Hmph, if you want to kill me, you have to pay a sufficient price.
Fang Chen thought to himself.