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Chapter 371 Sima Shaozhen! Zhao Youhuai! (1)

Jian Wu Jiu glanced around, without any hesitation, and walked directly to the stage through the thick blood, as calmly as when he came.

In the "Hidden Sword Palace", what is "hidden" is not in the scabbard, but in the bones.

At this moment, everyone felt the unique, weird and unusual style and style of the Hidden Sword Palace.

Jian Wu Jiu quickly disappeared into the crowd, but everyone still had no time to recover from the battle.

I don’t know how long it took, but the crowd finally burst into applause, which was heartfelt admiration. The strength of Hidden Sword Palace won everyone’s admiration.

In the distance, a row of elite soldiers from the imperial court quickly stepped onto the ring. With such a big beast and so much blood, it would definitely take a lot of time to clean and tidy it up.

The next game will not be held in a short time.

On the side, Ouyang Zushi and Ouyang Zhuming looked away and glanced at Yang Ji next to them, their eyes full of worries. At this moment, the two brothers suddenly understood why Yang Ji was so cautious.

Yang Ji has won three of the six games. Logically speaking, there should be great hope for promotion to the "Martial Arts Examiner". But this game made the two brothers realize the cruel competition that Yang Ji faced.

Originally, it was thought that Yang Ji's opponents were only Sima Shaozhen, Sheyang Palace descendant Wei Boyang and a servant Zhang, but now, there is no doubt that "Jian Wu Jiu" will be added to the list.

There are 14 contestants in the "winner group". Excluding Yang Ji himself, there are only 13 contestants.

Yang Ji has already fought three people, but among the remaining ten people, there are four top and formidable opponents. In the next three games, if Yang Ji wants to avoid all four people, the chance is probably very slim.

"Zhang Pu, Sima Shaozhen, Wei Boyang, Jian Wujiu... plus Zhang Daoyi, each of these people is not easy. It will be even more difficult for him to win three games in a row. Although it is not without hope,

But I’m afraid it’s also extremely difficult.”

Ouyang Zhuming looked at Yang Ji, feeling suddenly sympathetic.

It's okay to be eliminated prematurely, because you knew early on that you had no hope. But it's really difficult for the players who haven't settled there yet.

"The competition for this year's martial arts examination is really fierce!"

In the end, Ouyang Zhuming couldn't help but feel deeply.

When the politics of the imperial court got involved, a simple martial arts examination to select talents also became different. Ouyang Zhuming knew very well that in the next few years, or even decades, Taiyuanzhou would never encounter such fierce and cruel competition.

’s competition.

Among those who have been eliminated here, if you pick any one at random, you can compete for the current martial arts examination in other continents. But here, you have become a loser.

When the stars and the moon are put together, the former is destined to shine dimly and no one notices it.

The blood stains and animal carcasses on the ring were quickly cleaned up, and a new round of competition officially began.

"Next game, No. 25 Wei Boyang!..."



The voice of the martial arts examiner sounded again, and this time it was finally the turn of the descendant of Sheyang Palace, who is also one of the Five Holy Lands. As a person on the Heavenly Ranking who can compete for "Martial Jieyuan", Wei Boyang's strength completely surpasses the others.

Wei Boyang doesn't have a big secret. Compared with other players, he is the simplest.

Because everyone can guess it without looking at it. Wei Boyang's biggest trump card is definitely the "arrow". Guan Jian, understanding this is equivalent to not understanding it.

The "archery skills" of Sheyang Palace are unique in the world, but in fact no one can understand it until now. Wei Boyang also inherited this.

Wei Boyang's arrows can transcend the distance and shoot into the depths of the sky, killing the high-flying eagle. Similarly, his arrows also have the effect of breaking the Gang and can penetrate the warrior's blood shield and the body of the warrior.

Just two such simple things, not much change, but no one can resist it.

A simple thing, when practiced to the extreme, it transcends everything else and becomes the biggest trump card.

Wei Boyang perfectly performed this point.

Boom boom boom!

At the beginning of the competition, Wei Boyang held the bow in his hand and as soon as he stepped on the stage, he immediately fired arrows. Boom boom boom! In a short period of time, Wei Boyang shot more than ten arrows. Each arrow was shot without looking at the target at all.

No one can dodge in front of Wei Boyang's "arrows". His arrows seem to have built-in tracking capabilities. If they don't hit, they will never come back. No matter how much you dodge, it will be useless.

Yang Ji's opponent did not dodge any of the eleven arrows, and they were all pierced in his body.

Eleven arrows later, Wei Boyang's opponent's strength was as strong as a deflated rubber ball, and as if he was under a curse, the aura on his body directly descended to several levels.

Wei Boyang took a lunge and then landed the final blow, easily defeating his opponent.

Same routine, same style of play!

In front of Wei Boyang, there seemed to be no difference between the peak Wu Zong and ordinary generals. All opponents were defeated by the same simple method, with clean and neat techniques.

In front of Wei Boyang, those powerful descendants of aristocratic families, nobles, and strong men inside and outside the continent could not display their strength at all, and were as weak as a baby.

"Sheyang Palace's archery skills are too weird. Unless you guard against his archery skills, no one can be his opponent."

Yang Ji's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he was filled with fear.

Although there are many fallacies in the Three Lists of Heaven, Earth and Man, one thing is correct: Zhang Pu, Wei Boyang, and Sima Shaozhen are not ordinary figures.

These three people are far more difficult to deal with than the other distant warriors.

"Did you see the secret on his arrow?"

Yang Ji looked in front of him and spoke to someone deep in his mind.

The great Asura was silent for a while, then shook his head, "There is no way, the distance is too far, and my mental power cannot reach it at all. You are wrong about one thing, the real problem is not his arrows, but his Qi

strength."

"Those arrows are not real arrows at all, but the condensed energy of his energy. If I guessed correctly, he should have practiced at least seven previous archery techniques. Each different technique condenses into one

Arrows of different colors.”

"Once you are hit by his arrows, you will immediately start to become weak. This is no longer a matter of blood, but spiritual power. His arrows must have used a large amount of condensed and purified spiritual energy."

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of his "Soul Vortex" and "Soul Spear". There are very few unique skills in spiritual arts.

If what Asura said is correct, then Wei Boyang, like himself, has mastered powerful and rare spiritual secrets.

"Don't think about it! Unless he actually shoots an arrow. Otherwise, it's impossible for you to know the strength of his archery skills. No matter how close you get, it's useless."

The Great Asura seemed to know what Yang Ji was thinking and blocked all his unrealistic thoughts in advance.

Yang Ji could only sigh in his heart and gave up the idea.

After Wei Boyang came on, Sima Shaozhen was next.

This young man from a border military family has his back straight as if pierced by a big gun. He always maintains the iron-blooded style of the military. But at the same time, he smiles lightly and does not lose the gentleness of the young man.

At least in terms of demeanor, this Mr. Sima has completely defeated most of the candidates present.

"...No. 68 Zhao Youhuai!"

When he heard the name "Zhao Youhuai", the entire martial arts hall booed. Yang Ji was also surprised. No one expected that Sima Shaozhen's opponent was actually Zhao Youhuai.

It is no longer a secret that Zhao Youhuai has the power and blood of the demon clan. What everyone is disgusted with is that Zhao Youhuai has not been disqualified from the competition, so they booed.

Zhao Youhuai came out from the depths of the martial arts palace and turned pale when he heard the boos. But he said nothing and walked all the way to the ring under the escort of several military attachés.

"It probably hasn't recovered yet."

Yang Ji observed carefully for a while and found that Zhao Youhuai's face was pale and his breath was weak. Apparently he had not recovered from the previous battle.

The snow ape monster was killed, and Zhao Youhuai himself was injured. His current strength is actually not as good as before. But with the power of the monster's transformation, Zhao Youhuai's combat power is still strong!

There was a commotion all around. Yang Ji stood in the crowd and looked at Zhao Youhuai carefully, with an expectant and solemn expression. Can the Northwest Military's bronze blood weapon "Blood Scythe", known as the number one "Jianghe" level, be forced out?

It depends on Zhao Youhuai.

"clang!"

The bell rang, and the competition scene was noisy. The sound was an octave higher than before.

"Zhao Youhuai, come on!"

"Sima Shaozhen, come on!"

"Zhao Youhuai defeat him!"

"Defeat him, Sima Shaozhen!"



The two supporters shouted hoarsely in the Martial Palace, their faces red. Although Zhao Youhuai was disliked by many people, his strength was undoubtedly strong.

Before Yang Ji appeared, Zhao Youhuai was recognized as a strong man who could challenge the three top masters on the Heavenly Ranking.

This game is a showdown between strong players and has aroused many people's expectations.

However, to everyone's surprise, when the ring's barrier rainbow light rose and enveloped the entire ring, the two people on the ring did not immediately break out into a heated battle.

"Brother, long time no see!"

On the ring, Sima Shaozhen smiled slightly and had a graceful demeanor. He had the iron-blooded demeanor of a young man in the army, but also the elegant brilliance of a young hero.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Zhao Youhuai's voice was cold, but there was no expression on his face.

"Brother Shi may not remember me. But I still remember Brother Shi. When I was seven years old, I visited the Zhao family with my father. At the gate, I bumped into someone..."

Sima Shaozhen said, raised his head, looked at Zhao Youhuai and smiled:

"I wonder if Brother Zhao still has any impression."

Zhao Youhuai's cold face finally showed a trace of fluctuation.

"Haha, it seems Brother Zhao still remembers me."

Zhao Youhuai smiled.

Zhao Youhuai was born to a legendary figure of the Zhao family and a woman from the demon clan. This incident was regarded as an insult to the Zhao family. Zhao Youhuai was also regarded as an "evil son" of the Zhao family and was imprisoned in Zhao family.

In the depths of the family's family, there is no contact with outsiders.

However, Sima Shaozhen remembered that he had met this "evil son" of the Zhao family. (~^~)

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