Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

Nasus looked at the King in front of him with satisfaction, and sighed in his heart. He thought that the King was just a second-generation rich man, but he could successfully pass three levels in the illusion blessed by the Moon Fox Patriarch. This character... This aptitude is much stronger than Lin Feng, Zhang Hu, and Li Hao!

"The next step is the test of willpower. You need to hold on for thirty breaths under my pressure to pass the test!"

As he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure erupted from Nasus, sweeping across the square like a raging wave. The shadow of the Desert Death God's martial spirit emerged behind him, its huge body blocking out the sky, its scarlet eyes looking down at everyone, like a ferocious beast from ancient times, ready to devour everything.

"what……"

There was a sudden scream in the square. All the disciples who were close to King Chen were trembling under this terrifying pressure. Many of them even collapsed to the ground, their faces as pale as paper, and cold sweat kept falling like raindrops.

“As expected of the deputy hall master!” Everyone held their breath involuntarily and looked at Nasus in awe.

"It is said that the pressure from the deputy hall master is different from that from the ordinary Titled Douluo!"

"What's the difference!"

"I can't explain it, it's just different! I've also felt the pressure from the first and second elders, but it's nothing like the pressure from the deputy hall master!"

"You feel that way too! I feel that way too!"

“It is said that only those with strong mental strength and firm will can withstand the test of Lord Nasus and gain his recognition!”

King Chen felt an invisible pressure coming from Nasus's soul power, as if it was going to crush him. He knew that this was Nasus' will testing his limits.

As time passed, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Prince Chen's forehead and his body began to tremble slightly, but he gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist the terrifying pressure.

One breath...

Ten breaths...

Twenty Breaths...

The disciples of the Baiyun Temple around had already begun to talk among themselves. They had never seen anyone who could hold out for so long under the pressure of Nasus' will.

"His Royal Highness Prince Chen's willpower is truly amazing! He has already held on for more than twenty breaths. I remember the last record was sixty breaths, right?"

"Yes, and look at His Royal Highness Prince Chen. Although his face is pale, his eyes are still firm. It is obvious that he has not reached his limit yet!"

Thirty Breaths...

Fifty Breaths...

Prince Chen's consciousness had begun to blur. He felt as if he was in an endless desert. The scorching sun burned his skin and the dry air made it difficult for him to breathe. It seemed as if he would pass out completely in the next second.

But there was always a voice in his heart shouting: Hold on! Never give up!

Sixty Breaths...

Seventy-six breaths...

Eighty Breaths...

Prince Chen's legs had begun to tremble, and his body was shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.

Ninety breaths...

Ninety-five breaths...

One hundred breaths!

Finally, after holding out for a hundred breaths, King Chen's consciousness fell into complete darkness, his body fell limply to the ground, and he lost consciousness.

"One hundred breaths! Oh my god, His Royal Highness Prince Chen actually lasted a hundred breaths!"

"This is incredible! This has broken the historical record of Baiyun Palace!"

The Baiyun Palace disciples around were completely shocked by the scene before them. They looked at King Chen lying on the ground in disbelief, their eyes filled with admiration and shock.

Nasus stared at the unconscious King Chen with his deep eyes, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. He had not met such a tenacious young man for a long time. The boy's character and perseverance were very similar to his own when he was young.

"Good! Good! Good!" Nasus said three good words in a row. His deep voice was like rolling thunder, making the eardrums of the disciples in the square buzz.

"Hmm..." Prince Chen groaned, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his consciousness gradually woke up from the darkness. He felt sore all over, as if he had been crushed by a thousand-pound boulder.

“What’s happening to me…” Prince Chen tried hard to open his heavy eyelids, and in his blurry vision, a weathered face came into view.

"Deputy...Deputy Palace Master?" Prince Chen woke up suddenly, struggling to get up, but found himself weak and powerless.

"You're awake." Nasus' voice was low and magnetic, like the sand blowing in the desert, carrying the vicissitudes of time.

Only then did Prince Chen realize that he was surrounded by disciples from the Baiyun Palace, all of whom were staring at him with awe and curiosity in their eyes.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Prince Chen asked, suppressing his physical discomfort.

“One hour.” Nasus replied calmly.

An hour? The King was shocked. He did not expect that he would be unconscious for so long under Nasus’s pressure.

“You are quite good.” Nasus suddenly spoke, his deep gaze seemed to be able to see through the heart of the King. “Your willpower far exceeds that of your peers, and even exceeds that of most geniuses in the history of Baiyun Palace.”

Hearing Nasus' praise, King Chen did not feel the slightest bit proud. Instead, he was even more in awe of this legendary strong man.

“What is your name?” Nasus asked.

"Disciple, Li Chen." Prince Chen replied respectfully.

“Li Chen…” Nasus repeated in a low voice, as if chewing on the name, “Would you like to be my disciple?”

There was a barely perceptible hint of anticipation in Nasus' voice. This anticipation was fleeting, but was still captured by the meticulous Li Chen.

Li Chen was shocked. He had never dreamed that this legendary strong man, the deputy master of Baiyun Hall, would take the initiative to ask to accept him as a disciple. This honor was enough to make the young talents of the entire Douluo Continent crazy.

"I..." Li Chen opened his mouth, but was too excited to speak.

Nasus did not urge him, but just looked at him quietly, with a hint of encouragement in his deep eyes.

"I do! Disciple Li Chen, greetings to Master!" Li Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed three times respectfully to Nasus.

"Good! Good! Good!" Nasus said three good words in a row, with a hint of joy that was hard to conceal in his deep voice.

The surrounding Baiyun Temple disciples were immediately furious upon seeing this.

"Oh my god! Did I hear it right? The deputy hall master actually accepted a disciple?"

"Who is this Li Chen, and why is he favored by the deputy hall master?"

"It really makes people envious and jealous!"

While everyone was talking, Nasus waved his hand and an invisible force lifted Li Chen up.

“Get up,” Nasus said calmly. “From today on, you will be my direct disciple. I will teach you everything I have learned in my life.”

"Thank you, Master!" Li Chen thanked him again excitedly.

Nasus nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the White Cloud Hall disciples around him, and he said in a deep voice: "Today I, Nasus, accept a disciple. It is a great honor for our White Cloud Hall. Everyone, go down."

"Yes!" All the disciples responded in unison, and then slowly dispersed with awe and envy in their eyes.

After everyone left, Nasus turned to look at Li Chen and asked, "Do you know why I accepted you as my apprentice?"

Li Chen shook his head. He was also very curious. With his mediocre talent, what on earth could have attracted the attention of this legendary strong man?

“Because…” Nether paused, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate Li Chen’s soul, “I see the shadow of my youth in you.”