Asura could only express his deep sympathy for Yang Ji's bad luck.
"It's a blessing, not a curse, but you can't avoid it. Sooner or later, you're going to be on stage. Now that it's here, just face it head on!"
Yang Jizhen said.
Although it seems that his luck is really bad. But for Yang Ji, the best "luck" has been sent by Tu Su Renxiong, and he doesn't care about the others so much.
"Brother, come on!"
"You can definitely do it!"
…
A group of disciples from the Iron Crown Sect stood beside Yang Ji to encourage him.
"Don't worry, I will do it!"
Yang Ji smiled, stepped forward, and walked towards the ring. Although he had been looking forward to seeing the match between Wei Boyang and Sima Shaozhen first, so as to gain a slight advantage.
But Yang Ji found that when the expected thing did not happen, but the worst and most unfavorable situation occurred, he felt calm and not so afraid.
Walking through the crowds of people, Yang Ji's steps became more and more steady, faster and calmer. In the end, a smile appeared on Yang Ji's lips.
Since the storm is coming sooner or later, let it come more violently. No matter what the difficulty is, you will definitely face it!
"Yang Ji!"
"Yang Ji!"
"Yang Ji!"
…
When Yang Ji walked towards the stage, deafening cheers began to ring out! The whole audience was filled with Yang Ji's name. The warm cheers surged like waves and resounded throughout the sky.
In terms of the degree of adoration received by candidates on the spot, Yang Ji is not inferior to Sima Shaozhen at all. Even because of his ordinary background, he has more fans and a wider audience, receiving more support than Sima Shaozhen.
When thousands of candidates shouted wildly together, the huge sound could even be heard clearly by the civilians gathered outside the Martial Palace, which naturally included the elders of the Iron Crown Sect.
"Finally it's Yang Ji's turn!"
The three elders were all shocked.
"It seems that his opponent is not weak! That Sima Shaozhen should be the son of the Sima family."
Elder Qiu's eyebrows were furrowed like silkworms, and there was a worried look in his eyes.
They are not allowed to enter the martial arts hall. Therefore, they have nothing to worry about. No matter what happens in the martial arts palace, they cannot see it.
Moreover, what worries Elder Qiu is that Sima Shaozhen seems to be the strong enemy mentioned by Yang Ji.
"Don't boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige. Have you forgotten the Skeleton Ghost King? That kid Yang Ji can definitely do it!"
Elder Xing said.
Yang Ji was unclear about the matter of the Skeleton Ghost King of Wanfenling. Although he put himself aside, after the three elders thought carefully about it, they probably still had to do with Yang Ji's concern.
"This thing is different from that thing. Yang Ji was able to defeat the Skeleton Ghost King because he received Confucian inheritance. But this Sima Shaozhen is different. Moreover, the Skeleton Ghost King may not be as powerful as him!"
Elder Qiu said with a worried look.
The original Skeleton Ghost King only managed to reach the eighth level of martial arts with the help of evil spirit relics. But these geniuses in the martial arts examination, although young, are all from rich or noble backgrounds, and have great backgrounds.
To be fair, the strength of the Iron Crown Sect is actually not bad, at least not bad in Langya County. But in the Zhou Mansion, it is either aristocratic families, aristocrats, holy lands, or behemoths of the military... and these behemoths
In comparison, the Iron Crown Sect suddenly became insignificant, as insignificant as ants.
Elder Xing moved, but stopped talking.
It was easier said than done for Bai Chi to take the next step forward? The fact that Yang Ji could advance to this point in the martial arts examination was beyond their expectations. And the remaining opponents were either from Sheyang Palace or from the military Sima family.
The background is really huge!
In fact, he didn't understand the dilemma Yang Ji was facing. However, he was still full of expectations for this disciple in his heart, hoping that some kind of miracle would happen. Otherwise, why would they come all the way from the Iron Crown Sect day and night?
Did you come all the way to Taiyuan City?
"Okay, don't argue!"
Elder Zhang said, stopping the two people from arguing. He frowned, but he thought of the letter from General Wang Tai.
In the eyes of others, Yang Ji's current achievements are actually quite good. At least he can return with a full load, and it doesn't matter whether he fails or not.
But Elder Zhang knew very well that this game held extraordinary weight for Yang Ji! He was fighting for his own destiny!
Either it will become a blockbuster! Or it will take more than ten years!
"Haha. Actually, you don't have to worry so much!"
At this moment, a majestic laughter came from the side:
"The situation is indeed unfavorable to Yang Ji, but it is not as bad as you imagine!"
The three elders all turned their heads and looked at the owner of the Dihuoshan Villa beside them. Even among the dense crowd, Tu Su Renxiong's rough and serious face was highly recognizable.
"Master Tusu, what do you mean?"
Elder Zhang's heart moved and he turned around and asked. After Yang Ji entered, the two groups came together at some point.
"This matter cannot be explained clearly. You will know when Yang Ji comes out."
Tu Su Renxiong stroked his black beard and said.
The three elders of the Iron Crown Sect still don't know what Tu Su Renxiong gave Yang Ji. They saw the purple gold box, but out of respect for the Dihuo Manor, they did not ask rashly.
Therefore, I had no idea that things had turned around.
"I can only tell you that Yang Ji's background may not be as strong as Sima Shaozhen's, but his strength is not inferior to him at all. It's still unclear who will win in this game, and no one will know until the end."
Tu Su Renxiong looked at the expectant eyes of the three elders of the Iron Crown Sect. Considering that the other party was an elder of the Yang Ji Sect, he finally let it out.
Yang Ji's biggest shortcoming is that he does not have a heavyweight "Bronze Blood Artifact" like Sima Shaozhen, but now, this last shortcoming has been made up.
At least at this moment, the two of them were on the same starting line again.
Just having the bronze blood magic weapon does not mean that victory is guaranteed, so Tu Su Renxiong did not dare to say anything. Moreover, the magic weapon had just been made, and in order to rush for time, Tu Su Renxiong took it out without even verifying it.
, and was delivered to Yang Ji.
In fact, even Tu Su Renxiong doesn't know what power this magical weapon has, how it is, and whether the refining is successful or not. Everything needs to be discovered by Yang Ji, the master of the magical weapon!
Whether this magical weapon that I refined is stronger or weaker than the "Blood Scythe" of the Northwest Army can only be compared in a real competition.
For this game, Tusu people's ambitions are no less ambitious than those of the three elders of the Iron Crown Sect. This is not only a game that belongs to Yang Ji, but it is also the place where the new magical weapon he built has its first cry.
The four of them each had their own thoughts and were silent for a while.
…
No matter how people outside the hall feel, the cheers in the Martial Hall are getting louder and louder, and the atmosphere is getting more and more enthusiastic. Everyone has been looking forward to this match between Yang Ji and Sima Shaozhen for too long.
One is a representative of civilian warriors on the Earth Ranking who have overcome obstacles, overcome obstacles, and experienced many difficulties and challenges along the way, while the other generation has always been a high-ranking competitor on the Heavenly Ranking.
There is so much to see in this game!
Everyone is looking forward to this challenge between the latecomers and the forerunners. However, Yang Ji and Sima Shaozhen have never met, let alone fought against each other.
This wait, I just waited until the final final!
"Yang Ji, come on!"
"Let everyone see your strength!"
"Defeat Sima Shaozhi, and you will be our hero!"
…
The crowd cheered and booed a lot. Everyone was enjoying it. So far, Sima Shaozhen and Wei Boyang have been using their tricks to the end, and no one has been able to force out their trump cards.
Compared to others, their strength is much higher. There must be someone with similar strength to them to force them to use all their methods.
And Yang Ji is like this. Privately, many people hope that Yang Ji can force them to use their full strength.
"Haha, you are so popular!"
On the high platform, Sima Shaozhen was dressed in military green clothes, with his hands behind his back, his body straight, and his movements with a certain grace.
He came on stage before Yang Ji, and he was standing high on the stage, so he could clearly see Yang Ji under the stage. The welcome that Yang Ji received was really surprising.
But he was surprised. Sima Shaozhen didn't think that Yang Ji had won him!
"When the game here is over, it's time for me to return to the northwest!"
Sima Shaozhen sighed in his heart.
It has been a month or two since I arrived in Taiyuanzhou. When the martial arts examination is over and Wu Jieyuan wins the first place, he will be able to complete his mission and return successfully.
Yang Ji is very powerful and poses a great threat, but after all, he is not his opponent. Wei Boyang may have this strength, but Sima Shaozhen does not think that he can defeat him.
Ta-ta-ta, crisp footsteps soon sounded from the other end of the ring, and Yang Ji slowly walked up from the bottom of the ring along the steps.
Sima Shaozhen smiled slightly, quickly calmed down, and silently waited for his opponent to arrive.
"Boom!"
When Yang Ji stepped into the ring area, a huge colorful barrier quickly rose up from behind him, like a transparent cauldron, flipping upside down on the ring, shrouding the two of them.
"Yang Ji, come on!"
"Sima Shaozhen, come on!"
"Yang Ji, come on!"
"Sima Shaozhen, come on!"
…
The scene reached another climax when Yang Ji stepped into the ring and the barrier rose. Thousands of candidates in the hall were clearly divided into two groups, tit for tat, cheering for the ones they supported, just like a competition.
Listening to this deafening sound, Yang Ji's heart surged. There were only two final rounds left in this martial arts examination, and he was only a few steps away from his final goal. (~^~)