When he was seven years old, he once bumped into a child about his own age at the gate of the Zhao family. His clothes were shabby and his body was shivering, huddled behind the gate.
Although he did not realize at the time that the boy was the "evil son" of the Zhao family. But many years later, when he saw Zhao Youhuai in Taiyuanzhou Mansion, Sima Shaozhen immediately reacted.
It turns out that I have seen him before, and I have seen him a long time ago.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Zhao Youhuai repeated the same sentence again. Although he was still cold, he was no longer as harsh as before, and his tone seemed to be softer.
"Haha, actually I just want to say that Shaozhen is very happy to see Brother Zhao this time. However, this martial arts examination is very important to me. I'm afraid I won't hold back when we compete later. I hope Brother Zhao won't take offense.
"
Sima Shaozhen chuckled.
"I won't hold back either."
Zhao Youhuai blinked, paused and said, his expression softened a lot.
"These two people know each other."
Among the crowd, a thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and he was a little surprised. Zhao Youhuai has the blood of the demon clan, and his origin is a mystery. Even the three lists of heaven, earth and people cannot find out his identity.
But Sima Shaozhen actually seemed to know him, which no one had ever known before.
Wu Xia didn't think too much, but the two of them were already fighting in the ring.
"Buzz!"
Although Zhao Youhuai's face was pale, he had not fully recovered from the battle with Yang Ji. But an expert would know if he was there as soon as he made a move.
Once Zhao Youhuai took action, his attack was immediately fierce, showing strong aggression.
The entire arena became his attack range. Zhao Youhuai's body disappeared and appeared, causing whirlwinds wherever he passed, which even the human eye could hardly keep up with.
"good!"
Waves of applause erupted from the crowd. Even those who hated Zhao Youhuai had to admit that his fighting skills were extremely superb.
This is exactly the ability, speed, and strength that every candidate expects to possess. Zhao Youhuai perfectly showed everyone what terrifying attack power will explode when these two abilities reach their peak.
Few people can match Zhao Youhuai's speed. The same goes for Sima Shaozhen.
With rumbles and roars of air, the entire arena was transformed into a fierce storm zone by Zhao Wuhuai's energy. Facing Zhao Youhuai's attack, Sima Shaozhen could only parry, but had no backhand strength.
Just hearing the continuous bangs and bangs, Sima Shaozhen was overwhelmed, and his momentum was completely suppressed by Zhao Youhuai.
"Come on! Zhao Youhuai!"
Seeing this scene, many candidates in the crowd who were from the same continent as Zhao Youhuai's eyes lit up and they put aside their prejudices. They all cheered and cheered.
Sima Shaozhen was a figure on the Heavenly Ranking, and Zhao Youhuai was able to suppress him in a single face-to-face encounter. This was beyond everyone's expectations.
"This Sima Shaozhen knows his body skills!"
Yang Ji watched for a long time, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat. A layman only watches the fun, while an expert watches the door. For many candidates, the current situation is that Zhao Youhuai is showing off his power and completely suppressing Sima Shaozhen.
But in Yang Ji's eyes, this was not the case at all.
Sima Shaozhen stood on the stage like Yue Zhiyuan, motionless as a mountain. No matter how violent Zhao Youhuai's attacks were, or how unpredictable his movements were, or how fast he was, Sima Shaozhen could always capture his true form.
No matter which direction Zhao Youhuai attacks from, Sima Shaozhen can block it in time.
Zhao Youhuai has the blood of the demon race in his body and has the talent bonus of the demon race. Therefore, in terms of speed, he is almost unmatched. Yang Ji also relied on the spiritual perception and force field of the Great Asura to capture his traces.
Although Yang Ji is not the most powerful in the field, his mental strength is rarely matched by others. No matter it is Sima Shaozhen, Zhang Pu or Wei Boyang, it is impossible for him to surpass him.
What even Yang Ji couldn't do was even more impossible for Sima Shaozhen.
It seemed more likely that Sima Shaozhen knew the movements performed by Zhao Youhuai so well that he could judge his direction and movements without having to catch him.
What was even more unfavorable for Zhao Youhuai was that Sima Shaozhen seemed to be passive, but Zhao Youhuai launched so many attacks, but none of them could shake Sima Shaozhen.
Sima Shaozhen's body was like a mountain, remaining unchanged to cope with all changes. He didn't even move his body.
"This Sima Shaozhen is more powerful than that boy from the demon clan!"
Deep in Yang Ji's mind, the Great Asura suddenly revealed the truth.
Zhao Youhuai not only has speed, but also strength, which is comparable to the strength of the eight major martial arts masters in the early stages. However, Sima Shaozhen's strength is more powerful than Zhao Youhuai, and he can lift a heavy weight with ease.
The pinnacle martial arts master of this level has overflowing energy. It is nothing short of magnificent. Sima Shaozhen is as smooth as a grid, without any great aura. He clearly has restrained energy. His control over blood energy has reached an extreme level. All the blood energy is not the slightest bit.
All the waste was used by him to deal with Zhao Youhuai.
In this aspect alone, Sima Shaozhen has surpassed most of the candidates.
"Is this the power of a military family?"
Yang Ji's eyes were solemn, and all his energy was directed to Sima Shaozhen. This game had just begun, and Yang Ji had already gained something.
Facing a strong man of Zhao Youhuai's level, Sima Shaozhen was finally slowly forced to show his strength.
"Buzz!"
In the ring, after several rounds, a sudden change occurred. Zhao Youhuai made a test and then suddenly let out a roar, changed his tactics, rumbled, endless black clouds flew out of his body, Zhao Youhuai's aura immediately lifted up, five fingers
The nails are elongated, shining with cold light, like sharp swords.
"Evil spirit!"
A flash of lightning flashed in Yang Ji's mind. Zhao Youhuai is not just a human being, but also has the blood of a demon clan. The violent black smoke demon cloud is the biggest characteristic.
Zhao Youhuai unleashed his demonic energy, and his threat level immediately increased exponentially.
"Whether we can force out Sima Shaozhen's trump card depends on now."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
Boom, light flashed in the distance, Zhao Youhuai's five fingers were sharp, and almost at the moment when the demonic aura was released, he appeared in front of Sima Shaozhen, and the strong aura roared out.
Facing Sima Shaozhen's demonic aura, even Sima Shaozhen couldn't help but his eyelids twitched and showed a heavy attitude.
"Boom!"
A thick red blood, a thousand times brighter than blood, burst out from Sima Shaozhen's body. The strong blood energy turned into half-moon shaped arcs of light and burst out from Sima Shaozhen's body.
"Xi Yu Yu!"
The arena was completely empty, but at this moment, everyone could clearly hear the sound of armored horses coming from the void, as if thousands of soldiers were clearly distinguishable, and they were killing each other fiercely.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and there was nothing in front of him. But Yang Ji smelled a strong smell of blood at the end of his nose. It wasn't the kind that was injured and bleeding, but it felt like he was in the Asura Hell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with blood flowing everywhere.
"This is"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of something in a daze. He squinted his eyes and looked at the stage, his pupils shrinking to the extreme.
"laugh!"
On the arena, a half-moon-shaped bloody arc shot out. Zhao Youhuai dodged the arc and hit the barrier's rainbow light with a bang.
A shocking thing happened. The rainbow light in the arena was suddenly made of paper, and a cut was torn out. The thin bloody arc penetrated the rainbow light, passed through the void with a bang, and hit hundreds of people.
A clear sound of gold and iron erupted from the dome of the Martial Palace a few feet away.
"ah!"
The crowd exclaimed in exclamation, and their eyes followed the arc of light to the top of the hall, their eyes full of fear.
As strong as Wei Boyang, Zhang Pu and his ilk also had slightly changed expressions.
The barriers of the arena were built to high standards. Sima Shaozhen's blood arc did not destroy the barriers, but it tore a hole from above and penetrated.
This kind of sharpness and edge is simply beyond the sharpness of a flying sword and makes people shudder.
"boom!"
Sima Shaozhen's robes were fluttering, and he suddenly stepped out in front of everyone's eyes. Since his fight with Zhao Youhuai, this was the first time that he took the initiative and left his original position.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Sima Shaozhen's expression was calm, and the ancient well was unruffled. It was extremely peaceful. He couldn't see Zhao Youhuai's position, so he adopted the simplest, but effective and most appropriate method at this time.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Sima Shaozhen strode forward without even looking, his sleeves swinging from side to side like flowing clouds, and half-moon-shaped bloody arcs as thin as paper were thrown out one after another, thousands of them, constantly.
These blood arcs were large and small, the small ones were only half an inch long, and the large ones were several feet long. They were densely packed and scattered in layers, filling the entire void around Sima Shaozhen.
All directions and corners are under Sima Shaozhen's attack, and there are no blind spots at all.
No one had ever seen such an attack before. The dazzling arcs of blood were so magnificent that they flew out one after another, filling every corner like a waterfall.
These arcs of blood are dangerous and deadly, but there is something extremely beautiful about them.
Tsk!
The sounds of clothes and flesh being torn apart kept coming from the void, but no one could be seen. Although they saw nothing, everyone could feel an invisible figure rushing left and right, trying to get closer to Sima Shaozhen.
.
But it was completely useless. The blood arcs constantly spilled from Sima Shaozhen's sleeves set up a dangerous trap around him. Even the rainbow light of the martial arts examination could not block the blood arcs, which was even more bearable for a warrior.
Danger.
Wisps of fuzzy black smoke exploded in the void, twisting and changing, but they were all scattered a few feet away from Sima Shaozhen. Those sharp demonic energies were cut and shattered by the sharp blood blade as soon as they took action.
, become invisible.
Zhao Youhuai is still struggling and has not given up yet.
But the situation was already under Sima Shaozhen's control.
Hey, there is nothing in the void, but there is blood splashing out, falling to the ground, turning into grains of iron sand, making a clanging sound.