Zhang Pu looked arrogant and triumphant, Yang Ji, Zhang Daoyi, Jian Wujiu, Wei Boyang or Sima Shaozhen... No matter how brilliant these so-called geniuses were before, no matter how big their backgrounds were,
If you encounter yourself, you will eventually be trampled under your feet.
After decades of enduring humiliation and burden, today I can finally feel proud! Thinking about how humble I was before, and then thinking about how proud I am today, Pu Zhang’s heart is not ordinary proud!
After decades of hard work, I finally came out!
"Boom!"
There seemed to be a thunderbolt in the void, and a mighty strong wind swept across the arena. Zhang Pu stumbled, like a majestic mountain shadow, covering the sky and the sun, crushing towards Yang Ji.
What kind of genius? What kind of rookie? There was a bright light in front of him. Zhang Pu stirred up the blood in his body and turned it into a blood-red storm, pressing towards Yang Ji, preparing to end the battle quickly.
A strong sense of crisis surged from his heart and grew exponentially. In front of Zhang Pu, Yang Ji felt tremendous pressure.
Unlike last night, the entire arena was shrouded in barriers, and there was no room for Yang Ji to escape if he couldn't defeat him. Moreover, Zhang Pu's strength far exceeded any of his previous opponents.
The strength of the Intermediate Great Wuzong level makes his blood energy cover an extra wide area, and at the same time, his blood energy is extremely long and strong, which greatly reduces the space that Yang Ji can dodge.
"... If you continue like this, you will lose sooner or later!"
Yang Ji's mind was filled with thoughts. He was here to defeat Zhang Pu, not to escape. But if this continues, let alone implementing the plan, it would be difficult to say how many moves he could sustain in front of Zhang Pu.
In the flash of lightning, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. In the haze, a thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, but it quickly disappeared.
"Boom!"
Huge pressure hit his face, and the rolling wind hit his face like a sword. Zhang Pu's whole body was burning with blood. Like a bloody demon, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were playful but triumphant.
"boom!"
The next moment, there was no time to think too much. Yang Ji jumped up, instead of retreating, he advanced and actually took the initiative to pounce away:
"Hegemony, bear the sky!"
"Boom!"
A thunderbolt seemed to flash across the sky of the Martial Palace. On the arena, there were dense sword lights, and big green hands like mountains whizzed down. And at the bottom, Yang Ji turned into a bloody rainbow and fiercely broke into Zhang Zhang.
In the blood of the servant.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
When Zhang Pu saw the lightning-like bloody light rushing towards him, he sneered at the corner of his mouth. Yang Ji was just trying his old trick because he was exhausted.
Even if he tried his best, with all his stunts and tricks, he would never be his opponent.
No! It’s more than that!
In this martial arts hall, no one is my opponent. Although the martial arts examination is not over yet, I have long been well-deserved and the true uncrowned king!
"go to hell!"
A violent look flashed in Zhang Pu's eyes, cold and cruel. Boom. A huge blue copper furnace hung down from the blood behind Zhang Pu. As soon as the "Essence and Blood Copper Furnace" appeared, Zhang Pu mobilized all the blood in his body and turned it into an axe.
, and swung it out fiercely.
"The mountain-splitting axe!"
The sharp roar in the void was different from the last time. Above Zhang Pu's head, a bloody giant ax appeared out of thin air. "One force can defeat ten wills". To deal with Yang Ji, Zhang Pu didn't even need to use any skills.
The ax shook the mountain and hit it hard.
"Boom!"
There were no surprises. It was like the previous battle reappeared. Bang bang bang! All eighteen swords and hands of death were knocked away and flew out.
In terms of strength, Yang Ji and Zhang Pu were completely unable to compete. In the first fight, Yang Ji felt as if he was hit by a mountain.
Every impact was a severe injury to the internal organs. Zhang Pu did not use weapons. Therefore, it would not easily cause tearing of the body surface, but the majestic force would cause shocks and severe injuries to the internal organs. The consequences of this are far worse than
Body surface tears or injuries are more serious!
Yang Ji relied entirely on the "Eight-Armed Demon God" and "Green Emperor's Robe" as well as his restrained "bloody golden body" to arrive at Yiqiang without losing a trace.
But this situation will never last long!
Zhang Pu's blood is much stronger than his own. If this continues, he will definitely be the first to fall.
"There is no other way but the troops are in danger!"
These thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind, he gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed, and he finally made up his mind.
"What do you want to do"
Asura discovered Yang Ji's thoughts and was shocked. But before he could stop him, Yang Ji had already taken action.
"Boom!"
In the lightning flash, at the moment when the two people's blood energy collided and was about to be knocked away again, Yang Ji suddenly relaxed his defense. While resisting half of Zhang Pu's blood energy, he allowed the other half of the mixed blood energy to blast into the body. Overworked Palace,
Through the shoulder well, the journey was smooth, and finally it penetrated into his newly transplanted second heart.
Boom, the moment Yang Ji's second heart was hit by the mixed but rich blood energy, Yang Ji's internal organs were shaking, and he felt that his heartbeat was about to stop.
Yang Ji had absorbed a lot of blood, but he had never absorbed such majestic power. Zhang Pu's strength was far stronger than Zhang Heng.
This huge force hit the wall of the atrium, making Yang Ji feel extremely cramped. In his heart, Yang Ji was already prepared that the transformation would fail and that these majestic blood energy would not be absorbed for a long time.
But the next moment, something surprising happened.
"Buzz!"
In the second heart, the majestic blood energy disappeared. Yang Ji's second heart was like a huge furnace, absorbing all the mixed blood energy.
And almost at the same time, streams of pure blood that had the same origin as his own surged out from the "second heart" and pumped to every corner of Yang Ji's body.
Not to mention Yang Ji, even the great Asura hiding in the depths of the sea of consciousness was shocked by this scene.
One person and one Shura were all stunned.
"Yang Ji, you're in luck! None of this kid's energy is his!"
A thunderous voice echoed in Yang Ji's mind. The Great Asura was the first to react and was overjoyed. Zhang Pu's strength looked huge, as if it had surpassed the eighth-level intermediate Great Martial Sect, but in fact they were all a bunch of low-level ones.
, formed from a pile of low-level blood that is not pure.
His blood energy is one after another, ranging from the initial level of Wuzong, to the intermediate level of Wuzong, to the peak level of Wuzong, and even to the sixth level of general.
The nature of these blood energy is also completely different, either tame or violent, gray or bright... In some aspects, it is not even comparable to Zhang Heng, the peak martial artist who Yang Ji had fought against.
Zhang Pu relied solely on the evil god's methods and power to make up for these shortcomings of mixed blood qualities.
And to deal with these low-quality and mixed blood energy, the conversion efficiency of "Heart of the Great Shura Warrior" is far lower than other blood energy.
This increase in efficiency is not one or two times, but a hundred or a thousand times.
It's like punching a wall. The wall will be fine, but you will be hurt. But if the wall turns into cotton, it's completely different.
For the "Heart of the Great Asura Warlord", no matter how powerful Zhang Pu appears, he is essentially a ball of "cotton".
With the power of the Great Asura, low-level energy, no matter how much, can be completely absorbed and transformed at an alarming rate. The only thing that is a little troublesome is the power of the evil god in Zhang Pu.
These tough and silky cosmic-level energy trapped Zhang Pu's low-level generals and Wuzong-level energy together, which made Zhang Pu behave so terrifyingly if he could crush them.
However, after all, the "evil god's clone" cannot use its own energy openly. These high-level cosmic energies are completely second-level, energy transformed by the evil god's clone.
As far as its level is concerned, the "Heart of the Great Ashura Warrior" can completely offset the cosmic energy absorbed from the depths of infinite time and space.
In other words, Zhang Pu has now completely become a mobile warehouse carrying a huge amount of blood!
"Buzz!"
It was too late, but soon, a powerful, axe-like arm was reflected in Yang Ji's dark pupils, which changed slightly, and quickly approached.
Along with this palm came Tao Tian's torrent of blood. But it was Zhang Pu who noticed that Yang Ji had not been repulsed, and swung down hard with his free hand.
"Boom!"
Just a few feet away from Yang Ji's head, Yang Ji raised a demon arm and blocked Zhang Pu's heavy blow like a streamer!
"ah!"
There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
On the ring, Zhang Pu looked at his opponent in shock, eyes that couldn't believe it!
At the bottom of the ring, Sima Shaozhen, Zhang Daoyi, Song Hong, Huang Tong and others also showed shocked expressions. There was still a big gap between Yang Ji and Zhang Pu before.
The generation gap between the primary level Great Wuzong and the intermediate level Great Wuzong is much larger than that between generals and Wuzong! The fact that Yang Ji was knocked away with a palm was the result of this gap!
But now, Yang Ji actually blocked Zhang Pu, and did not use any other means. He just relied on his own strength to withstand Zhang Pu's attack.
Both sides are equally divided!
"How can this be?"
In the corner of the main hall, Sima Shaozhen raised his brows and showed a surprised look for the first time. In fact, there was not much suspense in the battle between Yang Ji and Zhang Pu.
Sima Shaozhen knew some information. Yang Ji could not resist Zhang Pu from such a background. Moreover, the gap in strength between the two could not be made up by manpower.
But Yang Ji actually resisted Zhang Pu's attack with his own strength.
Beginner level Great Wuzong and Intermediate level Great Wuzong?
How can this be?
Sima Shaozhen rarely showed signs of losing his composure. But this time Yang Ji successfully made him do it.
Sima Shaozhen was not the only one who was also confused. Zhang Daoyi had fought against Yang Ji. He knew how much Yang Ji weighed, and at most it was about the same as him. (To be continued.)