Four hundred and twentieth chapters final challenge (three)
There was a huge flow of people in the hall. Yang Ji was regulating his breath and recuperating his energy and energy in order to reach the peak during the competition. At this moment, there was a loud sound of the door opening.
At the same time, the crowd on the edge of the hall was commotion, and a huge pressure radiated from a distance like a tide.
"My lord is here, my lord is here!"
"Everyone, get out of the way!"
…
The crowd was in an uproar. This sudden movement was like a huge stone thrown into the water, causing a commotion. In the martial arts examination, only one person could exude such powerful pressure, and that was the examiner from the Imperial City.
He is also the only eighth-level martial arts sect in the entire martial arts palace!
Yang Ji frowned. He heard the movement in the distance. However, Yang Ji felt something was wrong. Although the pressure radiating out like a tide was powerful, it seemed to be different from the examiner of the Imperial City.
The smell is a little different.
It was just that the time was too short, and before Yang Ji had time to think about it, there was a roar in the distance, two gates opened in the distance, and a tall and tall figure appeared at the gate and came into everyone's eyes.
"Buzz!"
When he saw Xin Chang's figure at the gate, Yang Ji's eyelids twitched, and his heart was severely shocked: "How is that possible? It's actually him!"
At this moment, Yang Ji's heart was no less than a magnitude 7 earthquake.
At the same time︽↘t, the candidates in the distance also discovered the truth. One of them exclaimed, unable to believe his eyes.
"Sima Shaozhen?!"
"Why is it him?"
"Where is your lord?"
…
Gazes glanced behind Sima Shaozhen at the door, looking around blankly, trying to find the examiner with the highest status in the martial arts examination.
For those who had discovered the truth, the appearance of Sima Shaozhen gave them a huge shock.
It's Sima Shaozhen!
The person exuding majesty like a tide was none other than Sima Shaozhen standing in front of him! In just one day, Sima Shaozhen felt as if he had become a different person.
Although it is unbelievable, it is exactly the truth.
"Yang Ji, you are in trouble!"
The solemn voice of the Great Asura came in his mind. Yang Ji was not the only one who looked at Sima Shaozhen. The Great Asura also saw the changes in the distance through Yang Ji's eyes.
Sima Shaozhen has changed so much!
In him, the Great Asura felt a considerable threat. If Sima Shaozhen used to give people the impression that the awl was in the bag, now, the "awl" has been stabbed out. The sword has been unsheathed, and
It was pressed against Yang Ji's back, and the cold light penetrated into the texture.
"He has changed so much. Although it has only been a day, it seems that you are not the only one who is not idle. If you want to defeat him in this battle, you may be in danger!"
The Great Asura said with a solemn voice.
As a "symbiosis" with Yang Ji, the Great Asura's words about his "host" were quite euphemistic. In fact, it was not that he was in danger, but that Yang Ji might lose.
Sima Shaozhen originally had the "Blood Scythe" at the level of a bronze blood weapon. Now that his strength has become so terrifying, Yang Ji's chances of defeating him are even slimmer.
Yang Ji's face looked very ugly.
In this state, it doesn't need to be said that Yang Ji felt it, and the situation was not optimistic for him. Sima Shaozhen gave people the impression that he was the "examiner" at the level of the Great Wuzong. This
Not a good thing!
In the matter of "Cangxu City", Yang Ji had to get the first place, Wu Jieyuan, to have a chance. But under the current situation, the fight for Wu Jieyuan might go bankrupt.
"Senior brother, then, is that guy your opponent?"
"It seems a bit strong!"
"What nonsense! Senior brother, don't listen to them, come on! I believe you!"
"Yes, senior brother, we support you!"
…
Several disciples of the Iron Crown Sect who entered the Martial Palace for the first time also noticed something was wrong. This Sima Shaozhen is too strong, and it seems that the senior brother is no match for him!
But in front of Yang Ji, no one said anything.
Yang Ji smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't know what everyone was thinking. Even he felt how powerful Sima Shaozhen was, let alone them.
"Don't worry, I can handle it."
Yang Jidao.
He said this, but Yang Ji's heart sank. He did not expect the changes in Sima Shaozhen. Logically speaking, even if he does not get the first place Wu Jieyuan, it is quite good to get the top three, and
There are also a lot of good rewards.
But Yang Ji was still a little unwilling in his heart.
"Cangxu City, are we about to give up like this?"
Yang Ji felt a strong sense of unwillingness rising up in his heart.
The matter in Cangxu City is a great opportunity. If it is solved, it will be an important chess game for the imperial court. For myself, it will be a huge opportunity and achievement.
If I miss this time, I'm afraid I'll have to struggle in this position like everyone else, and maybe I won't be able to get into a good position for more than ten years.
I don't have much background, so I can't compare with others who have abundant resources. If I continue to suffer like this and have no backer, I'm afraid I won't be able to compete with others.
I may be full of ambitions, but in the end, I'm afraid I'll still have to suffer from hatred.
"Buzz!"
It was too late, but it was too soon. Just when these thoughts were passing through Yang Ji's mind, suddenly, a strange wave came from behind.
This wave of fluctuation is far less grand than that of Sima Shaozhen. It feels like a wisp of autumn wind ruffling the surface of the pond, as if it is deliberately restraining the breath.
Yang Ji turned around, and through the thick space, he saw a familiar figure, carrying a long silver bow, stepping in from the door.
Wei Boyang, the last person who came in from the door was none other than the descendant of Sheyang Palace.
"clang!"
Almost at the same time that Wei Boyang stepped into the hall, a loud bell echoed across the sky and earth. This was the sound of the end of entry. From this moment on, no candidate was allowed to enter the hall, regardless of whether he was late or not.
There was a lot of noise in the martial arts palace, but Yang Ji's heart was quiet.
The three of them stood apart from the crowd. You looked at me, I looked at you, but no one said anything.
The top experts can sense each other and can easily sense the existence of the same level as themselves from the crowd. The dense crowd in the Martial Palace did not act as any obstacle to the three people in the crowd.
effect.
The void was silent. At this moment, Yang Ji could be sure that Wei Boyang, like himself, must have noticed the movement on Sima Shaozhen's body.
"The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive", this is the survival law in the martial arts world.
The three people represent the top three in the martial arts examination, and they are also the strongest among thousands of candidates. However, the three of them also know that on this stage, only one person is destined to step onto the stage and win the first place "Wu Jieyuan"
title and become the strongest "leader" among thousands of candidates!
Wen Wu is first and Wu Wu is second. In this arena, no one will admit defeat!
The three people's eyes met, and there were faint sparks flying in the void. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
"clang!"
A clear chime sound rang out, breaking the silence between the three of them. Deep in the inner hall, there was a faint sound of sonorous footsteps, like an overwhelming force. It was the examiners of the martial arts examination who were about to come out.
"snort!"
Wei Boyang was carrying a big bow on his back, with a look of disdain flashing in his eyes. He quickly looked away from Yang Ji and Sima Shaozhen, flicked his sleeves, crossed the threshold, strode in, and quickly blended into the crowd.
In the other direction, Wei Boyang smiled, lowered his head, and with the young attendant behind him, he also blended into the crowd.
Yang Ji's eyes were changing, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Until a gentle cry in his ears woke Yang Ji up:
"Senior brother, senior brother..."
Yang Ji turned around and saw at a glance several junior disciples from the Iron Crown Sect around him, looking at him with some worry and anxiety.
"Brother, are you okay?"
A disciple of the Iron Crown Sect said with concern. Yang Ji had been keeping that action for a while. Moreover, they were not stupid, and they could tell by watching their actions that this final seemed to be somewhat disadvantageous to Yang Ji.
His two opponents were both quite strong, and to a certain extent, their aura even suppressed Yang Ji. This was not good news.
This time the elders made a stir and went to Taiyuan City in person to support Yang Ji. They even waited outside the court for Yang Ji's game. Everyone had expectations for him.
But the current situation is not optimistic.
"Brother, come on! Although they are very powerful, you are not weak either. We all support you, you will definitely be able to do it!"
Several disciples of the Iron Crown Sect cheered for Yang Ji, worried that he would be under too much pressure and that it would affect his ability to show his strength.
"Haha, don't worry! I won't lose my energy before the game even starts."
Yang Ji smiled and quickly returned to normal. But only the Great Asura knew that Yang Ji was not as optimistic in his heart as he showed.
"What are you going to do?"
The great Asura said, his voice solemn.
"We can only take one step at a time!"
Yang Ji said in a deep voice. Compared with these two people, his disadvantage is too obvious. That is, his trump cards have been exposed, but these two people still have not shown their talents and have not tried their best.
Such a long time is even enough for them to formulate a combat plan based on their own characteristics. It will be even more difficult for Yang Ji to win!
The great Asura also felt solemn in his heart. He had been with Yang Ji for a while and knew that he was always optimistic and rarely said this kind of "take one step at a time".
Obviously, Yang Ji also felt that the form of this competition was quite unoptimistic.
"Don't be discouraged, the bronze blood magic weapon may not be as powerful as you think! With your strength, you may not be able to give it a try with all your strength."
Dao of Great Asura.
But even it knows that this is just a word of comfort. The bronze blood magic weapon is definitely a heavyweight at this level, and can overturn the balance of strength and weakness in a battle. (To be continued.)
