Yang Zong on the stage was extremely uncomfortable, just as Xu Yu said, and his whole body seemed to be sweating profusely, his forehead was covered with sweat. The other party seemed to have completely understood his attack mode and calculated every step he made. This feeling was like playing chess, and every step he made was in the other party's calculations.

He felt awe-inspiring in his heart, knowing that he could no longer be like before. If he continued to do this, he would be suppressed and exhausted before he took action!

Yang Zong made a quick decision and roared up. A white crane flapped its wings and rushed into the air. He took a palm into the air and his internal energy was erect. Although it was not violent, it seemed to be central and vast in peace, with a vast and vast force, as if the sun star was hidden and the mountains were hidden. Fan Kuai on the stage couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw this scene:

"What a long-lasting palm of the Songhe Crane! It seems that this kid, Yang Zong, should be the registered disciples of those famous and authentic sects, but this kid may not know yet..."

The county magistrate and the lieutenant on the stage couldn't help but nod. The palm alone showed the style of the Yang Sect. This person was definitely not a small person. They had read the information of Yang Sect and knew that Yang Sect was just a declining direct descendant of a small family. It was impossible for them to come into contact with such a central and broad martial arts. The only possibility was that the other party was valued by some hidden masters in the world of the world and passed down this martial arts. This kid might not know that he had become a registered disciple.

"It looks like a disciple of Mo Shenggu." County Magistrate Tian Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, and finally said slowly.

"It's interesting." The captain nodded slightly, "Mo Shenggu has always regarded himself as a famous master. The martial arts in this way should be their way, but Songhe Wanshou Palm is these ordinary martial arts of famous masters. Although it is very likely that this martial arts method is like, it is not ruled out that some old guys set up a suspicion array."

Tian Feng nodded in agreement.

When Qi Hao on the stage saw Zhongzheng's huge palm, he couldn't help but look solemn. He shouted lightly and slowly waved his hands. This was the first time he was so solemn in the martial arts imperial examination, and his internal strength was rapidly moving at this moment.

The bright moon rises on the river!

He also pushed out with his palm, and everyone felt a flash of eyes, and a huge internal force gushed out. Everyone could faintly hear the huge sound of rivers in their ears. It seemed that there was a big river in Qi Hao's body. Although the sound was calm at this moment, the more everyone heard it, the more they felt that there seemed to be a huge undercurrent hidden under the calmness, as if extremely violent power could be burst out anytime and anywhere!

Tian Feng on the stage was stunned and said with a strange expression: "I was wondering just now. Which old guy's disciple is this kid? Does such martial arts really exist?"

The captain didn't say anything. He watched Qi Hao use the Jiang Yue Chao Sheng technique, and he was a little uncertain. His voice was a little erratic: "It seems a bit strange. I saw many shadows of martial arts on him. What I saw now are the Sky Eagle Claws, Ripple Power, Tide Sustaining Palm, Hundred Flowers Fist, Cold Moon Palm Technique, Eighteen Kills of Dragons..."

"But these martial arts are all great things, so they shouldn't be the successors of an old guy," the captain's voice was like a metal collision, but he didn't feel uncomfortable when he heard it. Suddenly the captain was stunned and reacted, "What do you mean is that an old guy helped him melt these martial arts into a furnace and re-compile a martial art. Is this specially tailor-made for him?"

Tian Feng glanced at the captain meaningfully and said, "We are officials in the same dynasty, and I will not fight you with any mystery. I believe you know better than me what is going on in the current priest."

When it comes to the current saint, the captain's face suddenly became awe, solemn, and calmed down. Even the evil aura on his body became much calmer in an instant, but he did not move at all on the surface:

"The Lord is a born saint, I am just a little captain, so I dare not comment."

County Magistrate Tian Feng ignored the other party's cautious words and actions, but continued to say to himself: "The dragon body of the sage is not safe now, and now there is even undercurrents in the court. Many princes are seizing power and enriching their strength."

"I dare not say much about other people, but because the dragon body of the Holy Lord was not safe, the major sects, sects, and seclusion families that were originally safe and stable began to move. When the Holy Lord was healthy, he was overwhelmed by an era. None of these sects dared to cross the red line, because they would be furious of thunder."

"In recent years, news that the God-Shanglong Body is in peace has been heard from Luoyang, the capital of the gods, and many people have their own thoughts."

"You said, Qi Hao and Yang Zong are just the chess pieces that these people fiddled with?" He took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and chuckled.

"No matter which of them is, we can't touch the shrimps like us. Although I am a magistrate of the ninth rank of county magistrate, I am just a grasshopper in front of them."

"Sometimes I will sigh alone that the general trend of this world is like a big river, surging endlessly. We two are just fish in this river, and those big forces are the real helmsmen. If we are not careful, we will have a catastrophe."

"Although I often reflect on myself, there are inevitable mistakes and omissions."

After saying that, he remained silent and continued to watch the two people fighting on the stage.

The captain naturally heard the other party's obscure words and fell into deep thought. He knew that the other party had just an excuse to transfer him to suppress the scientific examination, so he must have had other ideas, but he didn't expect that it would be such a shocking thing.

He actually had something to do with the princes and those aristocratic families and sects, and he didn't dare to respond much for a moment, because he knew that once he responded too early, he might be crushed to pieces if he stood in the wrong team!

He fell silently into deep thought, while the two of Qi Hao and the two of them on the stage became more and more intense. Songhe Wansheng Palm is so peaceful. He saw the bright future in the vastness and showed his sharpness in the vastness. Qi Hao also discovered that the other party's martial arts was unfathomable, but his cultivation was higher than the other party. After all, the other party was only the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm, while he was in the Blood Refining Realm. The Jiang Yuechao Succession Art that the system deduced for him may not be much worse than the other party.

boom!

The two of them interspersed in the air. Qi Hao was obviously pressing against the other party and fighting. On the one hand, his cultivation was even more advanced. On the other hand, Qi Hao saw through many of the other party's flaws and used it. However, the other party's inner breath was long and his cultivation was superb. He actually relied on this set of Songhe Wanshou Palm to deal with Qi Hao until now.

"It seems that if you want to decide the winner, you have to use that move..." Qi Hao's heart was calm. Suddenly he felt the attention of the two adults on the viewing platform. He calmed down in an instant, and the complicated thoughts in his heart were cut off by his thoughts like a knife.

His face was in a vague mood. Seeing Yang Zong rise up again, his palm suddenly swayed gently, and he whispered in a low voice:

"thunder!"

Boom!

Qi Hao's voice was not loud, but there was no sound of thunder in everyone's ears. Many onlookers who were approaching from the audience could not help but be cleansed by Qi Hao's thunder voice, and their heads were empty, as if they had no thoughts anymore, and no thoughts stood there stupidly.

The one who was most affected was naturally Yang Zong. In an instant, he could not defend the spiritual platform, and his whole body was shattered by the sound of thunder!

The master often said that he would not be disturbed by external evil when he was to keep the spiritual platform clear and clear. However, Qi Hao shouted at this moment, and actually shattered his spiritual platform! He entered a state of invisibility and in purity in an instant. He stood there in a blank space, and no longer had any sense of consciousness.

Qi Hao took action in an instant, and when everyone came to their senses a moment later, they saw that Yang Zong had vomited blood and fell from the ring!
Chapter completed!