What is the origin of this guy wearing a golden mask?
This martial arts master was horrified. ↖,
He is decisive in killing, and if provoked, he will be punished on the spot; if he shakes his hand, it will cause a seventh-level martial arts master to scream in pain... How can he dare to get close to an opponent who is so powerful, whose origin is a mystery, and who is not easy to provoke?
"Hmph! Do you think there is anything wrong with my treatment now?"
Yang Ji clamped the man in black's right palm tightly and said coldly.
The person is still the same person, the voice is still the same, but when everyone hears it, it is chilling to the bones, which is completely different from before.
Pairs of eyes around him looked at Yang Ji with fear.
"You, you, stop being so wordy..."
The man in black had pain all over his face and cold sweat on his forehead. He was so humiliated in front of so many people. How could he bear it? The blood in his body roared, and he used his free left palm to fight back and strike at Yang Ji.
"boom!"
Just when the man in black was about to show his face and attack with all his strength, boom! A mental stab was like a city-breaking cone, piercing into the mind of the man in black.
boom!
The man in black staggered and took a few steps back. His whole face turned white. As if he had been hit hard, the blood on his face had completely faded.
Yang Ji pushed his palm, and at the same time let go of the man in black's hand. He flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the man in black with a sneer.
It was quiet all around. The face of the man in black was turning blue and white, and the bloody scar between his eyebrows looked like it was about to drip blood. Eyes looked from all directions, and they fell on his body like needles pricking him.
The man in black looked at Yang Ji with unpredictable eyes, sometimes full of murderous intent, sometimes full of worries. He was unwilling to give up and wanted to regain his face. But he was not sure at all.
Although the "handshake" just now was just a test, it had clearly shown the level of strength between the two people. Moreover, the strong, milky and pure power coming from Yang Ji's palm also made him very excited.
fear.
"snort!"
The man in black flicked his sleeves, stepped over Yang Ji suddenly, and strode away angrily. This time he lost all his face. He couldn't find Yang Ji anymore, and he had no face to stay here anymore.
The little prince Jiuding will never take in a loser!
"Buzz!"
As soon as the man in black left, there was a buzz in the hall. Yang Ji turned around, and a master of good and evil looked at him with fear, and immediately subconsciously stepped back, trying to stay away from him.
They had witnessed the entire incident and were afraid that Yang Ji would target them.
When Yang Ji saw these fearful looks, he smiled in his heart, knowing that his goal had been achieved.
"...Now, I believe no one will cause trouble for me anymore."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
In the world of warriors, the weak and the strong survive, and the fittest survive. Politeness and respect will not gain the respect of warriors. Using this method to deal with those provocateurs not only establishes dignity, but will not be too sharp and provoke too many people.
Attention and trouble.
At least Yang Ji was very satisfied.
"Young Master Yang is indeed amazing!"
A familiar voice came from my ears. Two young guards came over from the side with enthusiasm on their faces. Their eyes were filled with admiration. Even the middle-aged guard who was leading them also had a look of admiration on their faces.
"I knew you would win!"
A young guard said happily.
Yang Ji proved himself with his own strength and won their respect. The three of them had a better impression of Yang Ji.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, a sound of knocking on the counter table suddenly came.
"alright!"
Behind the counter, Mr. Zhao Da finally spoke. He rested his left elbow on the table, clenched his fist with his other right hand, and knocked the table loudly:
"The fight is over. Boy, do you still want to register? I really doubt it. Are you here to seek refuge with the young prince, or are you here to cause trouble?"
Yang Ji turned around and saw Mr. Zhao Da with a gloomy face and cold words, but there was no blame in his eyes. He smiled in his heart and quickly walked to the counter.
"Of course I came to seek refuge with the young prince!"
Yang Jidao.
"Hmph, I'm warning you once. Fighting and fighting are prohibited in this official post. But for the sake of driving away that annoying guy, I'll spare you this time."
Mr. Zhao Da turned his pen upside down and tapped on the counter.
"clear."
Yang Ji smiled and said, knowing that Mr. Zhao Da was mentioning something that he should pay attention to here.
"name?"
Mr. Zhao Da lowered his head, still looking like a dead person, pressing the thin film with one hand without raising his head.
"name……"
Yang Ji opened his lips and suddenly stopped. This ordinary question stumped him. When the words came to his lips, Yang Ji realized that he had not given a name for this important identity.
"What's wrong? Did you get into a fight with someone and become so dizzy that you don't even know your own name?"
Mr. Zhao Da raised his head and looked at Yang Ji, with a look of surprise and confusion on his face.
"Yang..."
Yang Ji opened his lips, and in the flash of lightning, countless thoughts passed through his mind. Yang Ji suddenly thought of Lu Ling, and suddenly noticed something in his heart:
"Yang Ling! Just call me Yang Ling!"
When he stepped into martial arts, it could be said that Lu Ling led him in. She taught him archery and martial arts step by step. From this level, Lu Ling could be regarded as half of his master.
People must not be ignorant of benevolence and righteousness, and must not be rude of courtesy and wisdom. Yang Ling can just be grateful to Lu Ling.
"I heard that she left Pingchuan City and I don't know where she went?"
Yang Ji suddenly thought in his heart, feeling slightly sad.
"Yang Ling? Okay!"
Mr. Zhao Da vaguely sensed something from Yang Ji's expression, but said nothing. He shook his head and wrote the word Yang Ling on the paper.
Ginger is spicy when you eat it. If you eat too much rice, you can see many problems. However, these people recruited by the young prince are good and evil, and have various origins. It is not a big deal to use pseudonyms.
Anyway, as long as it can be used by the young prince.
"I won't look at that mask of yours. I would like to give you a friendly reminder that this thing may cause you some trouble."
Mr. Zhao Da said in a low voice.
Yang Ji was startled. He felt strange in his heart. He came to the Little Prince Jiuding to fish in troubled waters, but he was not prepared to actually climb this golden vine.
Yang Ji was not prepared to know much about these royal nobles, nor did he have much favorable impressions of them. However, meeting this ordinary, powerless Mr. Zhao Da here made him feel good about them.
As for Mr. Zhao Da, he is pretty good.
From Mr. Zhao Da, Yang Ji received a gold lacquer plaque as promised, and the treatment was indeed much higher than that of others.
Under the leadership of three guards, Yang Ji also found the room with the number shown on the gold paint sign. It was a huge palace, with beds, tables, drinking utensils... each of them covered with gold threads.
It's extremely luxurious.
"Mr. Yang, this is where you live. Everything is the best. Here, you don't have to leave the house. You can do whatever you need to do? However, you only need two hours of listening time in a day. The location
It's in the hall you just passed."
The middle-aged guard at the head explained.
"That's it, I understand."
Only then did Yang Ji suddenly understand why so many martial arts masters were lying or sitting there strangely, but doing nothing.
This little prince of Jiuding looks completely different from what he imagined, and his tactics are different from those of ordinary people.
After bidding farewell to the three guards, Yang Ji closed the door. He walked to a gold-rimmed Arhat table in the room and sat down. The warriors who came in on the first day still had time to get familiar with this place. There was no need to go to the hall to listen to the instructions, so Yang Ji
There is still some time to consider future countermeasures.
To be continued...