Four hundred and thirtieth chapters final challenge (nine)
clatter!
Taking a step forward and flicking his sleeves, Yang Ji walked towards Sima Shaozhen opposite.
"After the game, are you interested in taking a trip to the northwest?"
Before Yang Ji could speak, a refreshing voice came from his ears. Yang Ji was stunned for a moment before he was sure that Sima Shaozhen was talking to him.
"Is this solicitation?"
Yang Ji stopped and looked strange. Before the martial arts examination was over, Sima Shaozhen wanted to recruit him to join the northwest military.
This feeling makes people feel extremely weird.
"Haha, you can think so too."
Sima Shaozhen smiled with a sincere look in his eyes. He took a few steps forward:
"I just think that you are a very capable person. Unlike others, I think your talents should not be buried in a place like this. And the northwest may be a very suitable place for you to display your talents."
Sima Shaozhen said it very casually, as if two people were in a teahouse, drinking tea and having fun. The martial arts examination has not started yet, and for Sima Shaozhen, there is still a long time.
During this period, if we can recruit a truly powerful person for the Sima Family, it will be another huge gain from this trip.
"The northwest is indeed a very suitable place to display your abilities. I also think so."
Yang Ji felt strange in his heart. Sima Shaozhen's style was beyond his expectation. Only he could do this kind of thing to attract opponents before the final.
Cangxu City was located in the northwest territory of the Han Dynasty. In fact, there was no need for Sima Shaozhen to recruit him. Yang Ji had already planned to go there.
However, it is absolutely impossible for Yang Ji to join the Sima family. Relying on others and being sent by others, there is no way to have the freedom of being the master of one's own family.
And compared to recruiting from the northwest military family, Yang Ji had a better choice.
"But there's no need to recruit me. I'm not interested in it yet."
Yang Ji said calmly.
Sima Shaozhen was greatly surprised. Hearing Yang Ji's previous sentence, he thought Yang Ji had promised him. Unexpectedly, he refused the next sentence.
"Why? If you don't go there, I can understand your refusal. But if you want to go there, I really don't understand why you refuse. In the northwest, there is no way you can bypass military families like us."
Sima Shaozhen said curiously.
"There are two ways to cooperate. One is to be a slave, and the other is to be an ally. Tell me, which one will you choose?"
Yang Ji said calmly.
Sima Shaozhen was startled and couldn't help but laugh. He understood what Yang Ji meant. This person actually wanted to cooperate with the Sima family as an equal in the future, so that both parties would be on equal footing.
One is a young martial arts scholar who has no name and no reputation, and the other is a behemoth who has been in the military for hundreds of years...
Sima Shaozhen had never encountered this kind of request made by Yang Ji before.
"Indeed, if it were me, I would choose the latter instead of being a slave to others."
Sima Buzhen followed Yang Ji's words and smiled:
"Of course, this is just a suggestion. Since you have rejected it, just pretend that I didn't say it. I don't mean anything else, and I hope you don't take it to heart."
He said and bowed slightly apologetically.
Even from Yang Ji's point of view, Sima Shaozhen's behavior and demeanor are impressive among his peers. He has the majestic bearing of a wealthy family.
"You're welcome. It's better to get it straight than to ask for it. What's mine is mine. Begging makes me feel unhappy."
Yang Ji waved his hand and said calmly.
Sima Shaozhen also thought secretly in his heart that although the person in front of him was from a humble background, his heart and magnanimity were not inferior to those of the children of the rich families like them.
The two people looked at each other, and they couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for each other in their hearts.
"I won't hold back for a while."
Sima Shaozhen said in a sincere voice.
"me too."
Yang Jidao, with his right hand in his sleeve, is clasping the Naji bottle. His mind is connected with the magic weapon in the purple gold box. Sima Shaozhen is indeed a good opponent, no matter in terms of demeanor, mind, or temperament.
However, no matter how much he admires his opponent, Yang Ji will not show any mercy. He is bound to win this game.
Yang Ji believed that Sima Shaozhen was the same.
Yang Ji looked at the opposite side and took three steps back. He opened the distance between him and Sima Shaozhen. On the other side, Sima Shaozhen bowed slightly and also stepped back.
"Prince Taiyuan congratulates you!"
Just when the two of them were ready to fight, suddenly, a clear sound of a bell rang out, and Yang Ji and Sima Shaozhen were shocked and greatly surprised.
"Boom!"
The door opened, and almost at the same time, eight dignified guards with golden swords walked in from the outside carrying a golden and blue chariot.
The eight guards were all dressed in golden uniforms, and their auras were surging all over their bodies, like a hurricane. Against the backdrop of the eight people, the golden and blue chariot made the Chinese feel extremely luxurious.
The eight guards stepped in, moving in unison, as if they were one person. At the same time, a clean and peaceful aura radiated out in all directions like a tide, spreading to the entire Martial Palace.
"His!"
Thousands of candidates in Youda's Martial Hall have long been stunned. No one expected that the person who is supreme in the entire Taiyuan Continent and truly holds the highest authority would actually come to the Martial Hall.
"King Taiyuan, is he actually King Taiyuan?"
"Why did he get here!"
"Hey, it's incredible! I didn't expect that I could actually see King Taiyuan in the Martial Palace with my own eyes!"
"Is this to deal with an abnormal situation like an evil god? No wonder the court is not worried at all. It turns out that King Taiyuan is in charge."
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People in the Martial Palace have long seen that people in the royal family are so high up that they cannot be seen easily. Especially Prince Taiyuan. Even people who have lived near Prince Taiyuan's Mansion for decades can rarely get a glimpse of Prince Taiyuan.
His true face, let alone anyone else.
For others, they know better.
King Taiyuan is the master of the entire Taiyuan Continent. Although the martial arts examination is not presided over by him, but by the examiner sent by the imperial court from the imperial capital. But nominally, King Taiyuan is still the highest level in the entire Taiyuan Continent.
As a decision-maker, in theory, he can enter and leave the examination room.
It's just that the examination has been held in Taiyuanzhou so many times. King Taiyuan has never visited the examination site before.
The current situation is the first time!
The chariot stopped not far away and then remained motionless, surrounded by eight golden guards. Yang Ji stood on the high platform, condescendingly seeing all this clearly.
The appearance of Prince Taiyuan temporarily attracted Yang Ji's attention more than Sima Shaozhen.
"Why is he here?"
Yang Ji frowned slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Just the night before yesterday, Yang Ji had seen King Taiyuan fighting with the evil god's clone. He didn't expect that today the tenth-level martial saint in Taiyuan City would
Appeared at the imperial examination in Wudian.
For the supreme ruler of Taiyuan Continent, Yang Ji's feelings were far more complicated than those of others.
Prince Taiyuan is not only the highest-level decision-maker in the imperial examination, but also a nobleman of the royal family and a tenth-level martial saint. For Yang Ji, he also has another identity, the father of Princess Chaoyang and the biggest figure behind his great rival Yang Xuanlan.
backing.
Although it could be said that he had never interacted with Prince Taiyuan at all, Yang Ji remembered deeply that when Tong Sheng took the exam, the official document deposing him and depriving him of his honors had Prince Taiyuan's name on it.
That kind of thing has the seal of Prince Taiyuan, so it cannot be faked. In other words, although Yang Xuanlan was the one who dealt with him, it still had Prince Taiyuan's approval!
It is impossible for a person of Prince Taiyuan's level to "praise" him so much and think about dealing with him when he was still a little martial arts boy.
But there is no doubt that a person of this level will never care about the life or death of a little martial arts boy like him. Even now, such a pure-blooded tenth-level martial saint may not think highly of himself or pay much attention to him.
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But there is one thing that Yang Ji is sure of. This aloof and noble Prince Taiyuan will definitely be the biggest obstacle he encounters in the martial arts examination in the future.
Except for him, no one in the martial arts examination can hinder him from getting what he wants.
In Pingchuan City, Prince Taiyuan had already dealt with him once. Yang Ji also believed that he would never mind dealing with him a second time.
Although he may not really take himself so seriously!
This is like an elephant trampling an ant to death, and will never look at it!
The chariot was quiet, and except for the eight golden sword guards around it, it seemed like there was no one inside. The night before last, Yang Ji had seen Prince Taiyuan throw stones with his hands, his wrists reaching to the sky, and the power of destroying the sky and the earth.
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However, Prince Taiyuan, who now appeared in the Martial Palace, was like a pool of clear water, with all his aura restrained. Even the people close at hand could not be sure whether there was really anyone in the chariot.
The chief examiner from Imperial Capital City and several martial arts examiners quickly appeared next to the golden-green chariot. They had a quick and brief conversation, and then quickly returned to normal.
"It seems that you have attracted his attention!"
The voice of Great Asura came in my mind, and I was very careful.
"really."
Yang Ji nodded in his mind. Such a big thing happened the day before yesterday. A powerful clone of the evil god appeared in Taiyuan City. In the area under his rule, it would be impossible for Prince Taiyuan to not react at all.
Prince Taiyuan may not think highly of himself, but it's probably because he was involved in the evil god's clone. After such a big thing happened, it would be impossible for Prince Taiyuan not to come and take a look at himself, the instigator.
"Hehe, but maybe this is your chance!"
Great Asura suddenly laughed and said:
"Aren't you always worried that he will hinder you in the martial arts examination? Since he can appear here, he obviously doesn't have that much hostility towards you. If your performance can conquer him, maybe it will reduce your worries a lot in the future.