"Don't you understand? With my strength, if I want to win the reputation of a martial arts expert, do you think it will be difficult? Put it in any continent, do you think the Wu Jieyuan from that continent can have such a strong cultivation as ours?
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"this……"
Everyone was stunned. Even the person who complained the most about Bai Zongdao showed a pensive look at this time. Although he still didn't understand what the senior brother meant.
But the eldest brother's words had already made them understand a little bit of his thinking.
"Want me to be more clear?"
When Bai Zongdao saw everyone's reaction, he couldn't help but sigh deeply again. Those who watched clearly, those who entered the game. If Yang Ji were here, he would definitely understand what he was talking about.
In fact, he had understood it a long time ago. Otherwise, he would not have been so determined to ask him to borrow the "White Frost Pill". But his brothers and sisters were still in too deep and still didn't understand.
"What a pity, this guy is not a disciple of Mount Paektu!"
When Bai Zongdao thought of Yang Ji, he couldn't help but sigh deeply. In fact, if he had discovered it earlier, he could have dug Yang Ji into Mount Paektu.
But it turns out that Yang Ji is a disciple of Cheng Tieguan Sect. And it seems that it is difficult to recruit him now.
"...We already have so many martial arts experts and martial arts experts in Mount Paektu. Do you think the elders sent us out just to compete for one martial arts expert? No one will remember the second place in the competition!"
"This time, so many sects, aristocratic families, holy places, nobles, and wealthy families have joined in. Do you think they are competing for the position of a martial arts examiner? The weak will eat the strong, and the winner is king. Only by getting the first place in Wu Jieyuan can you challenge Zhongwu.
Only when Hou shows his strength to overpower other heroes can he be qualified to take advantage of this opportunity and enter the imperial court, and only then can he be qualified to talk about the sect's strategy."
"Other than that, no matter whether we place second or third place, we have actually failed!"
Bai Zongdao sighed. Yang Ji is different from them. His goal from the beginning to the end is Wu Jieyuan. Or a martial arts examiner, whether he is in the winner's group or the loser group, he is actually different from Yang Ji.
When defeated and classified into the "Losers Bracket", everyone has actually failed. It's just that some people have noticed it, while others haven't noticed it yet.
Now, only the people in the "winner group" are still fighting for Wu Jieyuan's goal. Although some people actually know that their hope is slim, they are still working hard for that little bit of hope!
"coax!"
There were bursts of cheers in the martial arts hall, as if a wonderful scene had taken place in the arena. However, everything around Bai Zongdao was lifeless and silent.
No matter how vehement they were or how opposed their opinions were, they were silent and speechless at this time.
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"Yang Ji, have you been sure that he would lend it to you?"
In the crowd, the great Asura became more and more suspicious as he thought about it, and finally couldn't help but said.
Until now, he still didn't understand why Bai Zongdao lent it to him. But after getting along with Yang Ji for a long time, he still understood at least one thing. Yang Ji rarely did such uncertain things.
Yang Ji seemed to be trying his luck. But there was something fishy about it. In retrospect, Yang Ji acted more like he had been sure that Bai Zongdao would lend it to him!
Yang Ji remained silent as an answer.
Silence is acquiescence. In the eyes of the Great Asura, Yang Ji has already admitted it.
"Why?"
Dao of Great Asura.
"Because he has already lost."
Yang Ji said calmly without explaining too much. After saying this, he took out the "White Frost Heavenly Pill" from his sleeve and swallowed it in one gulp.
This kind of blood-replenishing elixir takes a while to take effect. Therefore, it needs to be swallowed in advance before the competition.
"White Frost Heaven Pill" is cold, like a ball of snow, but colder than that.
Yang Ji swallowed it and felt as if he had swallowed the "White Frost Heavenly Pill". It was like swallowing a piece of black ice, from the throat to the stomach, and everywhere it passed was cold, as if he was in a hot summer.
It's like entering the freezing winter.
Yang Ji shuddered all over. Then he felt a gentle but powerful force emanating from his Dantian to his limbs.
This energy contains a lot of medicinal power, which cannot be absorbed immediately, but slowly evaporates and is digested. With the help of this power, Yang Ji immediately felt much better.
The power added by a "White Frost Pill" is not that much, at least not that exaggerated, but it is enough for Yang Ji.
"A White Frost Heaven Pill can restore a little more than half of the power. Save some time, and cooperate with the heart of the great Asura warrior general, it should be almost enough."
Yang Ji thought about it secretly and immediately came up with an idea.
This kind of thing still requires a lot of luck. If you encounter Zhang Pu or Sima Shaozhen one after another, these two pills may not be enough.
If it were anyone else, his current strength would be enough.
The ranking order of the martial arts examination was completely in the hands of the imperial court, so Yang Ji could only leave it to fate.
"clang!"
I don’t know how long it took, but clang! The bell rang, and it was finally Yang Ji’s turn.
"Next game, No. 0 Yang Ji!"
"No. 09 Zhang Heng!"
…
Hearing this name, Yang Ji let out a long sigh of relief.
“Good luck!”
The laughter of the Great Asura came to mind. Seeing Yang Ji rising and falling in tension like this, it actually felt pretty good.
"Very lucky indeed."
Yang Ji nodded and did not argue with the great Asura.
What Asura said was right. After meeting a strong opponent twice in a row, his luck was indeed much better this time. Yang Ji had an impression of this "Zhang Heng" and happened to have watched his game.
His ranking on the Third Ranking of Heaven, Earth and Humans is relatively low, at least not as high as that of Wei Shenzong. But this does not mean that his strength is low. On the contrary, there is not a weak person who can be on the Third Ranking of Heaven, Earth and Humans.
But in comparison, this Zhang Heng is definitely not as big a threat as Wei Shenzong, Zhao Youhuai, or Sima Shaozhen, Zhang Pu.
Strictly speaking, Bai Zongdao is stronger than him.
No competition system can be perfect. The same is true for the martial arts examination. If there is someone in the winner group who ranks at the bottom and needs to be eliminated, this Zhang Heng must be among them.
This is obviously a good thing for Yang Ji.
"Brother Yang, please be polite."
Entering the ring, Zhang Heng bowed slightly, looking very polite, and even looked at Yang Ji with a hint of fear. Having seen Yang Ji reveal his eight-armed demon and knock the Shen Wei Sect away, except for a few people,
There is nothing to be afraid of now.
Everyone has a steelyard in their heart, and Zhang Heng knows it well, and his strength is definitely not weak. Unfortunately, it depends on who he is. The disciple of the Iron Crown Sect in front of him has endless means, even far beyond the ranks of nobles, nobles, and famous families.
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Now, only a strong man with a "Bronze Blood Magic Artifact" level one, and it cannot be an ordinary "Bronze Blood Magic Artifact", can suppress Yang Ji.
"You are Welcome."
Yang Ji also returned the gift. "People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot." Yang Ji was not always so jealous of evil.
"Zhang Heng knows that he is not as good as Brother Yang, but the martial arts examination is no small matter. Even so, I have to give it my all. I hope Brother Yang can understand."
Zhang Heng said with firm eyes.
Compared with others, Zhang Heng is an outlier, polite and polite. In this aspect, he is somewhat similar to Yang Ji.
"That's how it should be."
Yang Ji nodded and didn't say much. The opponent he met this time was not as powerful as Zhao Youhuai and Wei Shenzong, which was a rare piece of luck.
For Yang Ji, this is an excellent opportunity to experiment with the ability of his "Heart of the Great Ashura Warrior" to convert energy of any attribute. He can also use this opportunity to practice combat, use combat to support combat, and replenish his own strength.
"clang!"
With a clang, under the rainbow light of the barrier, the martial arts examiner waved his arm heavily, and the competition between the two began.
"boom!"
As soon as the bell rang, Yang Ji was the first to attack. Bang! With a step of his foot, Yang Ji made a quick save and appeared in front of Zhang Heng almost at the beginning.
The last round of the finals began, and this was the first time that Yang Ji took the initiative in his hands.
"boom!"
Zhang Heng's face changed. Although he was still frightened, he raised his arms and smoke billowed. A majestic blood, with a hint of gold, spurted out like the rising sun!
boom!
Zhang Heng's strength may not be as good as that of Zhao Youhuai, who has the bonus of the demon clan's bloodline, but it is by no means bad. Being able to get all the way here is enough to prove his strength.
But when facing Yang Ji, Zhang Heng still had no idea. After all, the man in front of him could even defeat Zhao Youhuai, and his strength was comparable to that of Sima Shaozhen, the descendant of Sheyang Palace, and Zhang Pu.
However, when the fists and palms met, Zhang Heng was surprised:
"This is……"
Zhang Heng's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The force coming from Yang Ji's palm was light and not at all as powerful and terrifying as he had imagined.
He was originally going to explode with blood energy and blast Yang Ji away. But this sudden change caused the blood energy in Zhang Heng's body to flow straight into his body along Yang Ji's palm.
The result was too sudden and it was too easy to win!
Any warrior knows that the "Wuzong Body" can isolate and weaken most attacks. If the blood energy can be blasted into the body from the inside, the damage caused will definitely be much better than bombardment from the outside!
In this case, even a slight attack may damage the internal organs!
"How is this going?"
Zhang Heng was extremely shocked. This was completely different from what he had imagined before. However, he was stunned again, and Zhang Heng's warrior instinct immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
No matter what happened to Yang Ji, as long as the blood energy can blast into Yang Ji's meridians, it can definitely cause huge damage. So Zhang Heng did not hesitate, increased the blood energy, and blasted along Yang Ji's arm.
Boom, the huge air wave shook Yang Ji and flew into the air. Yang Ji's reaction was not slow. He rolled a few times in the air and quickly landed on the ground. With a "immortal shadow change", he dodged Zhang Heng's second combo.
