Great Wuzong!
Only the eighth-level Grand Martial Sect has the ability to compete with all the martial arts geniuses in the palace!
Yang Ji turned his head and saw at a glance two heavy steel doors that were more than three feet high and slowly opened. A tall and burly general, wearing heavy armor and with an aura like a mountain, was walking out of the steel doors.
His eyes were stern, sweeping across the sky as bright as stars. The candidates in the hall seemed to be unconsciously dwarfed in front of him!
"boom!"
Stepping out his military boots, this general with the eighth level of martial arts walked out of the gate with a sword on his shoulder. Behind him, seven or eight fully armored generals with shiny armor lined up in a row, walking at the same pace as him.
out.
At this moment, an indescribable feeling came over me. Seven or eight people marched forward in unison, and their momentum was earth-shaking, overwhelming, and incomparable.
In particular, a row of eight people with armor and iron horses had a strong killing aura, which was experienced on the battlefield and could only be tempered from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Eight people accompanied the general at the front, marching together, creating a momentum similar to that of thousands of troops.
People in front of the steel gate kept shouting in surprise. The soldiers in Zhoujun had never been on the battlefield. Faced with the brutal killing atmosphere refined from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, they all turned pale and backed away like snakes and scorpions.
Wherever a general, together with eight generals, went, the crowds dispersed, and no one could match them!
"It's them!"
Yang Ji glanced around and looked unsurprised. The general at the head was the one Yang Ji had seen on the street when he signed up on the first day.
Obviously, he is the examiner of this martial arts examination! (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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Chapter completed!