Chapter 300: The Main Event of the Imperial Examination (3)
This is a very quiet passage, with steel walls on both sides, neither wide nor narrow. The most peculiar thing is that there is a long and exquisite red carpet on the ground.∈♀,
It didn't feel like a martial arts examination, but rather like the corridor of a very high-end inn.
"What does it mean?"
Yang Ji was stunned. He had participated in the martial arts examination twice, but he had never seen anything like this. The red carpets on these floors were completely different from the style of the martial arts examination.
The martial arts examination emphasizes a hard, cold, practical, steel-like style, which is born for the battlefield. After all candidates gain fame, they will go to the battlefield to experience in the future.
This is not the ancient way of selecting scholars through literary examinations, but by measuring talents in martial arts!
Such flashy things will never appear in the martial arts examination!
The passage was quiet, and the previous candidate in front of him had disappeared. Yang Ji frowned, stepped on the soft red carpet, and walked forward.
The passage was not dark, in fact it got darker as it went forward. Yang Ji had a hunch that the answer he wanted was right in front of him.
The distance of tens of feet was quickly passed, and at the back of the passage was a spacious room. Different from the passage, this place was more exquisite, and the decoration in the room was antique and extremely elegant.
The carpets on the floor are spread in every corner, and they are even higher quality than those in the corridor.
In this square and extremely spacious room, Yang Ji saw the Wu scholar who had taken a step ahead of him. He and several other candidates were standing in front of a door of the room, looking confused or perhaps
Frustrated, confused, or pondering, but all of them remained motionless.
No one knew how long they stood there. They didn't even seem to notice that Yang Ji came in.
"Everyone!..."
Yang Ji called out, but there was no response. It was as if they didn't hear Yang Ji's voice at all.
"How is this going?"
Yang Ji frowned. This room seemed to be just a passage leading to the examination room. There was no one in the room except the candidates. Yang Ji didn't understand why these people stood here motionless.
"The martial arts examination is about to begin, won't you guys go there?"
Yang Jidao. But there was still no response.
Yang Ji reached out and patted the shoulder of an examinee who was somewhat impressed, but the latter showed no reaction at all like a zombie. It was as if the person Yang Ji was patting was not himself.
"Too strange……"
Yang Ji looked around again and had no idea what these people were doing. He shook his head. Yang Ji lifted his robe and continued walking forward.
After passing under the gate, a strange feeling surged through my body. It was as if I had been glanced at by something. But it disappeared quickly, as if it was an illusion.
Yang Ji didn't pay attention and continued walking forward.
There was another passage connected to the room. Yang Ji didn't know where the passage led, so he could only keep walking forward. After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw another fresh and elegant room.
This time, there were more than ten people in the room, more than those who were stranded in the last room. They were all devastated and stood motionless in the room.
Yang Ji heard some people muttering to themselves, but couldn't hear what they were saying at all. But compared with the last room, the expressions of the more than ten candidates were much more vivid, but they looked very nervous and anxious.
"Something's wrong!"
Yang Ji frowned and his heart skipped a beat. After careful review, he found that the people stranded in these two rooms were not of sufficient cultivation. They only had the cultivation level of Xiao Zhoutian, the fifth level of martial arts.
This is really quite common in this year's martial arts examination. Could it be that there is something in the room that is specifically targeted at those with the lowest level of cultivation?
Yang Ji looked around, but still didn't feel anything. At least, he came here normally. And nothing aroused his alarm.
"Too strange……"
Some vague thoughts passed through his mind, and Yang Ji faintly noticed something in his heart. However, Yang Ji didn't say anything, flicked his sleeves, passed under the gate, and continued to move forward.
No matter what problems these people have, or what these passages have. For Yang Ji, this is not a problem that he has to consider.
At least now is not the time to think about these things. Getting through these obstacles and entering the examination room as soon as possible is what you should do.
When it comes to your own destiny, career and future, this is no time to joke.
As he passed by, room after room, passage after passage, Yang Ji kept seeing candidates stranded there. These were all those who had stayed there before.
Yang Ji even heard low voices crying from some of them.
"Buzz!"
After passing through an unknown number of rooms, just when he passed through one of the doors, buzz! Without any warning, a powerful thought suddenly dropped from the top of his head and enveloped Yang Ji.
His feet suddenly stopped.
"It's spiritual power!"
Yang Ji raised his head and suddenly realized what was happening in his heart. He finally understood what swept across his body and stayed briefly when he passed through the gates.
That was the spiritual power left by the warrior, but because it was too weak at the beginning, Yang Ji didn't feel it at all. Yang Ji's current state was already at the eighth level of martial arts.
Even in the Great Martial Sect of the eighth level of martial arts, it is impossible to suppress Yang Ji with mental power. In other words, any mental power Yang Ji below Martial Master will not feel at all, and at most he will be watched.
That's all. I won't pay attention at all.
But this is obviously not the case for those warriors who are not very strong, have only the fifth level of martial arts, Little Zhoutian, and whose mental strength is only at this level.
At the very least, the level of the Great Wuzong will create a powerful pressure, which is simply not something that ordinary young warriors can withstand.
"Those candidates are not in a daze at all, or there is something wrong with themselves. They are affected by the mental coercion of the strong and blocked in the room!"
A flash of inspiration flashed in Yang Ji's mind, and he suddenly understood everything.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, Yang Ji's mind moved, and without hesitation, the huge mental power surged upward like a tide. In order to prepare for the discovery, Yang Ji even focused the awe-inspiring aura of Confucianism into his eyes.
The level of detail in the investigation this time was completely different from the previous ones.
"found it!"
Soon, Yang Ji's mental power captured something. Just above the door of the room, on the seemingly empty wall, someone left a "spiritual imprint" with a very clever technique.
This is not a simple condensation of mental power. Yang Ji felt a special kind of mental power fluctuation on it. Judging from the mental fluctuations, the opponent's strength is quite powerful, probably even worse than the "spiritual imprint" he left here.
Much more powerful.
"The mental power is weakened. This is the result of him deliberately suppressing his own cultivation!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind.
Some martial arts masters often take some measures to suppress their own cultivation in order to achieve their training goals. However, their own cultivation cannot be concealed.
Judging from the aura, this person is probably much more powerful than I imagined.
How can ordinary people in the important place of Martial Palace have such ability? You can already imagine who left it behind. This is not an accident at all!
"It turns out that the literary test has started long ago!"
Yang Ji was suddenly enlightened at this moment. An indescribable feeling came to his heart. No wonder the examiner from the Imperial Capital had said so much. He also reminded those who were not strong enough not to force themselves, but to leave early!
Obviously, those candidates who are sluggish, confused, or depressed are actually fighting against the mental imprint in the mezzanine of this wall.
Crying is also because your efforts have failed and you know that you have been eliminated.
Obviously, these people realized the beginning of the literary test earlier than themselves! This is really unexpected.
"call!"
Realizing this, Yang Ji lifted up his robe, speeded up and continued walking forward.
From here on, the number of stranded candidates did not increase but became less and less. Yang Ji realized that other candidates might have failed and left.
"Buzz!"
Unknowingly, he passed five or six rooms. When Yang Ji stepped into another room, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed, and a completely different feeling came to his heart.
Yang Ji Dingqing looked around and saw that the room was quiet. Two powerful candidates had their backs turned to him. They were trembling all over, sweating profusely, and even their backs were wet.
The two people stood there motionless, as if they were in a daze.
Yang Ji took two steps forward, and an invisible pressure immediately came from his heart. This feeling had never appeared before, and it was different from mental pressure.
After realizing this, Yang Jiruo raised his head and found something new above the gate. It was a plaque with gold paint on a black background, three feet long and one foot wide, with only two large characters on it:
"Just right!"
"It's the word!"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat. This time the problem did not appear on the wall on top of the gate, but on these two words. A huge momentum mixed with spiritual fluctuations radiated from the plaque.
At first glance, it looks like two big axes coming towards each other.
"It's anger!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. When reading these two fonts, Yang Ji felt the blood energy and fluctuations, integrating with his spiritual power.
At this moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind like lightning. The vague idea in Yang Ji's mind became clearer and clearer, and became more and more certain.
This level of test was not difficult for Yang Ji. After calming down, Yang Ji quickly moved forward.
One spacious room after another came one after another, "upright", "bright", "grand", "upright"..., the large black and gold-painted characters on the door of the room kept changing, and the momentum and pressure became stronger and stronger.
, but it’s always within Yang Ji’s tolerance.
With Yang Ji's current strength, he has defeated even the eighth-level junior martial arts master. If it wasn't a particularly severe test, he wouldn't be able to defeat him at all.
After calming down, Yang Ji walked leisurely from room to room. (To be continued...)