According to the academy's rules, there was a time limit for challenging the Dragon Elephant Steles. After delivering a single blow, Fan Lang immediately withdrew and stepped back, standing firmly in place.
Everyone stared fixedly at the Dragon Elephant Steles, waiting to see the result.
Because Fan Lang had recently risen to fame and possessed genuine accomplishments, people were still inclined to believe that he could shatter the Dragon Elephant Steles.
Time passed bit by bit, yet the attacked Dragon Elephant Steles showed no movement. Whether it was the Seventh Dragon Elephant Stele or the ones before it, all remained perfectly intact, without even a single crack.
The crowd waited and waited, but the Dragon Elephant Steles still did not change.
This outcome was beyond everyone's expectations, stirring up a huge uproar.
"What's going on? Did Fan Lang fail?"
"Looks like he failed. The Dragon Elephant Steles are completely unharmed."
"Haha, now this is interesting. Who would have thought that such an unrivaled genius could stumble too?"
"After all, these are Dragon Elephant Steles, not blocks of tofu. They aren't so easily shattered. Starting from the Fifth Dragon Elephant Stele, only Middle Gods can break them. Lower Gods have almost no hope."
"Hehe, with his strength, if he had honestly challenged the First Dragon Elephant Stele, he definitely could have shattered it. But he just had to show off and challenge the Seventh Dragon Elephant Stele. In the end, he couldn't even make a crack, failing just like the challenger before him. That's called overestimating yourself and bringing humiliation upon yourself!"
"Ever since the Gods' Judgement Arena, lots of people on the Main Brain Network have been praising Fan Lang as some kind of national hero. This hero doesn't seem all that impressive."
"He deserved it. Who told him to