But he was surprised. Sima Shaozhen didn't think that Yang Ji had won him!
"When the game here is over, it's time for me to return to the northwest!"
Sima Shaozhen sighed in his heart.
It has been a month or two since I arrived in Taiyuanzhou. When the martial arts examination is over and Wu Jieyuan wins the first place, he will be able to complete his mission and return successfully.
Yang Ji is very powerful and poses a great threat, but after all, he is not his opponent. Wei Boyang may have this strength, but Sima Shaozhen does not think that he can defeat him.
Ta-ta-ta, crisp footsteps soon sounded from the other end of the ring, and Yang Ji slowly walked up from the bottom of the ring along the steps.
Sima Shaozhen smiled slightly, quickly calmed down, and silently waited for his opponent to arrive.
"Boom!"
When Yang Ji stepped into the ring area, a huge colorful barrier quickly rose up from behind him, like a transparent cauldron, flipping upside down on the ring, shrouding the two of them.
"Yang Ji, come on!"
"Sima Shaozhen, come on!"
"Yang Ji, come on!"
"Sima Shaozhen, come on!"
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The scene reached another climax when Yang Ji stepped into the ring and the barrier rose. Thousands of candidates in the hall were clearly divided into two groups, tit for tat, cheering for the ones they supported, just like a competition.
Chapter completed!