The crowd was in an uproar. No one knew what happened at this moment and how it happened.
"Wei Boyang, Wei Boyang has fallen!..."
I don't know who shouted. This news was like a torch igniting the crowd. The excitement of the originally excited crowd increased to a new level.
Countless pairs of eyes swish, looking towards the high arena like sharp swords. Needless to say, everyone noticed this time. On the edge of the barrier, Wei Boyang collapsed to the ground, and a scarlet sword penetrated from his left shoulder.
He lifted it up high and flew the nail onto the barrier.
Wei Boyang's face was pale, his lips were blue, his breath was dying, and his clothes were soaked, as if he had been fished out of the water. How could the weak and fragile Wei Boyang now be the same as the arrogant and powerful successor of Sheyang Palace?
appearance.
His physical strength, energy, and blood were all exhausted.
Those two "Sun-Splitting Arrows" looked brilliant and mighty, as if they were made by the hands of gods. However, they also exhausted all his power.
The current Wei Boyang is no more powerful than an ordinary person who does not know martial arts, and is even worse.
"Impossible, this is impossible..."
Wei Boyang slipped down from the barrier barrier and fell to the ground, muttering to himself, repeating this sentence over and over again, as if he had lost his soul.
On his right hand side, more than three feet away, an ancient silver bow was thrown to the ground. The silver bow had been completely destroyed. Along the center line, the entire silver bow had countless cracks, and each one was sharp.
The fibers were densely packed and shot out from inside.
The bowstring that tied the two ends had already broken, and lay curled loose on the ground.
Yang Ji was right, the power of the Sun-Splitting Arrow was too powerful. It was not something that an ordinary bow could withstand. In order to kill Yang Ji, Wei Boyang used the "Sun-Splitting Arrow" twice in succession, plus he had previously dealt with Sima
Shaozhen's arrows were shot three times in total!
The ancient silver bow has withstood the power beyond its limit three times, and has been completely destroyed from the inside out. Even if it is repaired, it cannot be used!
Compared with Wei Boyang's tragic situation, Yang Ji's condition was obviously much better. Because, as for him, he was standing.
boom!
"The Green Demon's Great Shield must be the Green Demon's Great Shield!"
The disciples of the Iron Crown Sect below the ring were the first to notice this scene. They raised their arms and jumped up excitedly. They were all dancing happily.
When everyone was puzzled, only they knew what was going on. The invisible barrier that resisted the Sun-Splitting Arrow was none other than the Green Demon Shield given to Yang Ji by the three elders.
They were there at the time, so they knew it all too well.
"The winner is our senior brother from the Iron Crown Sect, Yang Ji!"
…
The disciples of the Iron Crown Sect shouted happily and announced loudly to the candidates around them. Yang Ji, their senior brother Yang actually successfully passed through many obstacles, defeated incredible opponents such as Sima Shaozhen and Wei Boyang, and seized Wu Jieyuan's
Laurel crown!
Before the game, no one would have dared to imagine this. Even if they were killed, they would not have believed it.
However, this is the fact, Yang Ji successfully did it!
The Iron Crown Sect has the first Wu Jieyuan crown!
Yang Ji overcame all the heroes and created a history for the Iron Crown Sect. And all of them were witnesses to this historical record.
"Senior Brother Ouyang, Senior Brother Ouyang, did you see it? Senior Brother Yang succeeded!"
Several Iron Crown Sect disciples hugged Ouyang Zushi and jumped up with excitement. They were almost crazy. Although they were not the ones who won today, it was the glory of the entire Iron Crown Sect.
Ouyang Zizhi didn't speak and was speechless. In fact, he was no less excited than the others now.
His success gave him a huge shock!
Yang Ji once said that he wanted Wu Jieyuan's crown! At that time, Ouyang Zushi just regarded him as Yang Ji's dream!
And Yang Ji actually did it!
"Senior Brother Yang, wow!——"
Ouyang Zushi howled loudly and screamed excitedly.
Not only the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect, but in fact the entire Martial Palace was boiling.
Although I don’t know how Yang Ji did it and how he blocked this blow. But there is no doubt that the final result of this martial arts examination has undoubtedly come out.
And Yang Ji is the final winner. He is the well-deserved first place "Wu Jieyuan!"
boom!
One stone stirred up thousands of layers, and for a time, the entire martial arts palace from south to north, from east to west, unanimously erupted with cheers and cheers like a landslide and tsunami!
"Yang Ji!"
"Yang Ji!"
"Yang Ji!"
…
Throughout the martial arts hall, thousands of candidates were all shouting the same person's name, their faces flushed with excitement, their eyes filled with enthusiasm, full of idol worship!
Only by understanding what kind of life-and-death dilemma Yang Ji just faced can we understand how difficult it was for Yang Ji to survive such difficulties!
It is precisely because I understand this that I admire you even more!
Yang Ji started from the grassroots. He went through many challenges along the way, defeating countless children from aristocratic families, wealthy geniuses, and military rookies, and finally succeeded in reaching the top!
At this moment, Yang Ji became the only hero in the audience!
Like a lighthouse, Yang Ji illuminates the future of countless warriors. For countless people like Yang Ji who come from ordinary backgrounds, are unknown, and have no backing.
There is nothing more exciting than this martial arts examination. There is nothing more inspiring than Yang Ji.
"Wow wow wow! Yang Ji, you are our idol!——"
"Strong! You are truly strong!"
"Defeat them! Even grassroots can become Wu Jieyuan!"
"You are our real hero!"
…
Countless people followed the crazy vent and screamed. When the dust settled, the winner was the king and the loser was the bandit. Even those who originally supported and supported Wei Boyang also cheered for Yang Ji heartily at this time.
In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected!
Yang Ji has used his strength to show everyone that he is a stronger man than Wei Boyang!
…
Yang Ji couldn't hear the cheers under the ring, but he could see the crowds of excited and red faces under the ring, as well as the admiring eyes looking at him.
"Finally it worked!"
Yang Ji breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling like he had escaped and lived for two lives. At that moment, he thought he could not escape.
"I can't believe you did it."
The Great Asura said silently.
He did not expect that Yang Ji successfully escaped this disaster and seriously injured Wei Boyang. The scarlet long sword was the bloodthirsty sword in Yang Ji's hand.
At the last moment, Yang Ji threw the bloodthirsty sword in his hand and hit Wei Boyang.
"Thank you, you saved my life. But to be honest, I never want to experience this kind of thing again."
Dao of Great Asura.
"Don't worry. It won't happen."
Yang Ji smiled.
"No, you still can."
The Great Asura suddenly remembered Zhang Pu's time and said silently:
"Despite this, I still hope that there will be fewer such things."
"Hahaha……"
Yang Ji couldn't help but laugh. That's right! People who take risks will always take risks, otherwise they wouldn't be called risk-takers. Likewise, as long as you are enterprising, you will continue to encounter such opponents.
Such things are inevitable.
Unless he wants to be like the Yang family in Jin'an City, he will always be a servant, ostracized and looked down upon by others. This is what Yang Ji never wants to go back to.
"Click!"
Yang Ji reached into his arms with his left hand, quickly took out a Qi-tonifying pill, threw it into his mouth, bit it gently, and then quickly swallowed it with body fluids.
The pills were given to him by the three elders. The Iron Crown Sect could not give him other things, but he could still give a few pills of this kind to replenish energy.
Although it is not as good as the "White Frost Celestial Pill" of Mount Paektu, it is still quite good. It is particularly precious at this time.
The only trouble is that all qi-replenishing elixirs are not effective so quickly and require a little time to be digested slowly.
Yang Ji doesn't really care about this.
With the Qi-replenishing elixir, coupled with the beating heart of the Great Asura Warrior in his right cavity, which was constantly drawing energy from the depths of space and time, the blood and energy in Yang Ji's body quickly recovered.
——At least, it is much faster than Wei Boyang!
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he quickly focused his attention on Wei Boyang not far away. Although Wei Boyang looked very weak. The two Sun-Splitting Arrows drained all his energy, physical strength, and blood.
But the more important the moment, Yang Ji is more cautious.
The cheers of the crowd under the ring were so fierce that Yang Ji could even see familiar faces looking in his direction. There was a look of congratulation in their eyes.
But until the dust settles and the bells ring for the game, Yang Jidu will not really think that the game is over.
There are too many people who fall at the finish line because of their carelessness.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji stepped forward, and at the same time, with a move of his right hand, he took back the bronze magic weapons Magma Crocodile, Hand of Death, eighteen swords, and the Green Demon Shield that fell aside.
——The fight for Wu Jieyuan cost a lot this time. These things will at least take a long time to repair.
But as long as you succeed, everything will be worth it.
boom!
Yang Ji walked over step by step, and stopped five or six feet away from Wei Boyang.
"Wei Boyang, you lose!"
Yang Ji stood down from a high position, with long hair flying on his temples, silently looking at Wei Boyang who was lying limply on the ground and dressed in bright red.
"Humph, are you proud in front of me now?"
Wei Boyang said coldly. Although his face was pale, he was as cold as ever, as hard as a stone.
"No, I'm waiting for you to admit defeat."
Yang Ji flicked his sleeves and said calmly.
"Then why don't you come up and listen to me?"
Wei Boyang raised his head, looked at Yang Ji, and said sarcastically.
"That's not necessary anymore."
Yang Ji said calmly:
"At this point, do you still want to play any tricks? Maybe you want me to add another sword to your left shoulder? Of course, you can also add your two legs!" (To be continued.)
