Almost at the same time, in the other direction, Zhang Daoyi glanced at the stage with hatred, then waved his hand and walked out with his fellow juniors to read a book.
Today is Yang Ji’s festival, and it is also the festival of all warriors, but it is definitely not Zhang Daoyi’s festival!
His festival had been cut off by Yang Ji two days ago.
Staying here now and watching Yang Ji proud on the stage will only cause more trouble!
Whoosh!
With a flick of his sleeves, the group of people quickly disappeared outside without stopping.
…
Yang Ji stood on the ring, condescending, and could see everything clearly. When he saw the people from Taiyuan Palace driving away in a chariot when he reached the top, Yang Ji could not help but have a flash of gloom in his eyes!
However, Yang Ji said nothing.
"What are you thinking about?"
A voice came from my ear, with a smile on it. The voice was neither high nor low, just enough for me to hear.
Yang Ji turned around and took a look, and found that the examiner next to him was raising his arms and looking at the stage with a smile, making it impossible to tell that he was talking to him.
"Your Majesty, this trip is not in vain. You are the Wuxiucaikui of Langya County. You don't know what extra things you took, right?"
Zhou Tong smiled and said, with sharp eyes, wandering around the crowd in the audience, still making it impossible to tell that he was speaking.
Yang Ji's heart moved, and he vaguely thought of something. ╠I want to ┠read a book┝╠┞.,1=k^ahu.
"Prince Taiyuan increased the rewards?"
Yang Ji relaxed and whispered tentatively.
"Of course. When the audience first came, although it was in the form of a reward for the first place Wu Jieyuan!"
Zhou Tong smiled, glanced back at Yang Ji, and then put down Yang Ji's right arm.
"oh?"
Yang Ji's heart was moved, and many thoughts vaguely flashed through his mind, but he didn't say anything. The audience cheered, just like Zhou Tong said, this is a festival worth enjoying and celebrating, and it is a festival of his own.
As for what happens next, that’s all in the future!
"One day, you will be like me. You will step onto this stage and achieve the same achievements as me!"
Yang Ji took the opportunity, suddenly turned around, and shouted loudly towards the crowd of candidates in the hall. Even Zhou Tong did not expect this scene. In an instant, the whole hall became more excited, and the excitement escalated to a higher level!
Countless people screamed with excitement at this sentence!
Yang Ji didn't know that the words he shouted out on the spur of the moment would echo in the martial arts hall of Taiyuan Continent for thousands of years to come. And it would inspire countless people to follow suit and hit the highest peak of martial arts!
"Well done!"
Zhou Tong cast an appreciative glance over and raised his thumb secretly. Soon, the examiner from Imperial Capital City turned his head and looked at the hall full of candidates. ╠Read a book╣1,k-a/n,s
`h`u.
"Everyone, listen, before the end of today's martial arts examination, this is the last major event to be announced before the end of this year's martial arts examination."
Zhou Tong's voice was loud and full of energy, and his deep voice resounded in everyone's ears. The crowd that was still in a state of uproar quickly calmed down.
Countless pairs of sharp eyes looked at the examiner on the stage.
"During the last competition, according to the rules of the martial arts examination, the first batch of martial arts candidates should have been announced. However, due to the well-known accident, it was not successfully held. So I want to take this opportunity to announce it now."
Zhou Tong stretched out his right hand and waved to a martial arts examiner below:
"Ziyu, bring the things up!"
Everything was quiet, and soon, there was a martial arts examiner in full armor, directing three elite soldiers to move three heavy bronze boxes onto the ring along the high steps, and lined them up with a bang.
Place it in front of Yang Ji.
Looking at these three large bronze boxes, Yang Ji vaguely guessed what was inside, and his two hearts beat violently. He even missed a few beats in the middle.
Yang Ji is not someone who has never experienced strong winds and waves. He has even experienced the danger of life and death countless times.
And ordinary people may never encounter it once in their lifetime.
But no matter how big the storm was, no matter how dangerous it was, Yang Ji had never lost his composure before.
"Big red pouch!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and it was difficult to keep calm.┠┟┡╣╋╬I want to read┠╣books.^1^k-a-n^
Dahongpao is its common name because it looks like a burning fire. It also has a name called "Martial Arts Examination Robe"!
I don’t know how many times Yang Ji dreamed that he was wearing this uniform that represented the achievements of the people. But now, all this is really going to become a reality!
"O No. 25 Sima Shaozhen, o No. 27 Wei Boyang, come on!"
Beside him, Zhou Tong announced loudly.
There were noisy crowds in the distance, a bronze door opened with a bang, and several elite soldiers helped Sima Shaozhen out. He was followed by the young attendant beside him.
Sima Shaozhen was seriously injured. He was obviously a little weak when walking, and his complexion was a little pale. But after all, he was a top-notch strongman with strong vitality. Sima World was also a behemoth in the military and had countless resources.
After such a long period of recuperation, Sima Shaozhen finally woke up, and his face became rosy. Although he still seemed unable to move, and was far from his peak state, his whole body was already recovering.
"Yang Ji, congratulations! You deserve this first place!"
Sima Shaozhen stepped onto the ring, looked at Yang Ji and congratulated him sincerely with a smile. His voice was still weak, Wei Boyang's arrow hurt him badly.
But I got through it after all.
"How about it?"
Yang Ji expressed concern. ╠┝╣╣I want to ┠read┟books┝.`1·k`a-n,s^h=u^. He still has a good impression of Sima Shaozhen.
"It's not bad, I can't die. I just need to rest for a while."
Sima Shaozhen said suddenly, he was quite open-minded and still maintained his cheerful nature.
While talking, Wei Boyang also entered the ring again.
"snort!"
Seeing Yang Ji, Wei Boyang didn't have a good look on his face. He stood next to Sima Shaozhen with a cold face and was far away from the two of them.
Yang Ji took a look and found that Sima Shaozhen's expression was as usual, with no hint of jealousy at all. It seemed that what just happened was just a trivial incident.
"The disciples of the aristocratic family are indeed different!"
Yang Ji shook his head, secretly admiring him in his heart. At this moment, he finally saw the demeanor of a descendant of an aristocratic family.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After opening the three boxes, Yang Ji quickly paid attention to the two powerful enemies beside him. With a flash of light, a vigorous glow of blood and flames spurted out.
Three high-ranking captains stood in front of three bronze boxes. They stretched their waists and reached into the box with both hands. They quickly took out three red robes that were as blazing as fire but the fabric was as smooth as water. They held them meticulously in their hands.
Seeing the charming, water-smooth, but blazing red robe, Yang Ji held his breath, and his whole mind was sucked in, feeling dizzy.
Yang Ji was not the only one who felt dazzled, the entire martial arts hall candidates were distracted, staring blankly at the three flaming red robes on the stage, with deep longing in their eyes.
"It's a merit uniform!"
"It's Dahongpao!"
"How nice it would be if you could wear it on me!"
…
Countless murmuring voices, but it is the deepest desire in my heart. A soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a warrior who does not want to win the election is not a true warrior!
Every candidate has a dream about "Martial Arts Scholar" and "Dahongpao". And it's not just Yang Ji?
"Da Hong Pao! The real Da Hong Pao!"
A group of disciples of the Iron Crown Sect looked at the stage with deep envy in their eyes. This gorgeous red robe was still too far away for them.
"Senior brother, congratulations!"
But Ouyang Zizhen was in a peaceful mood, looking at the figure on the stage, and expressed his deep blessings. After countless hardships, Yang Ji finally got his wish.
Ouyang Zushi only has deep wishes in his heart!
"Yang Ji, congratulations! Although your ranking in the martial arts examination still needs to be finalized and approved by the court, you are now a real martial arts examiner. Congratulations! This is a reward for the winner!"
Zhou Tong said sincerely with a look of admiration on his face. He took the gorgeous red robe from the hands of the martial arts examiner beside him and handed it over with both hands.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath. The dream suddenly turned into reality at this moment, which made Yang Ji suddenly have an unreal feeling, as if he was still living in a dream, and he didn't know what it felt like.
"Yang Ji?"
Seeing Yang Ji standing there in a daze with no movement, Zhou Tong called out again. He had a smile on his face, and only Xin Wei didn't mean much to urge him.
Having presided over so many martial arts examinations, he knew what Yang Ji was thinking and how he felt in his heart. Because he had been so worried before.
"Thank you, sir!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath and took the Dahongpao from the examiner of the Imperial Capital City in front of him. The Dahongpao's robe was very soft and slippery, as if water flowed over his fingertips.
This robe is not as burning as expected, but rather refreshing and cool, like a clear spring pouring down from the mountains.
But in this coolness, there is something else. This robe seems to have breath, resonating with the blood and energy in his body.
Big red pouch!
In the 19th year of his life, he finally put on this legendary robe that symbolized the fame of a martial artist just like his father.
At this moment, Yang Ji had mixed feelings in his heart.
"Yang Ji, congratulations. You deserve this!"
In his mind, the Great Asura whispered. He and Yang Ji shared a memory, and he also deeply understood how much effort Yang Ji had put in and how many risks he had taken for this day.
Today, there are countless pairs of envious eyes standing in the Martial Palace of Yang Ji. They don't know how much hard work and sweat Yang Ji has put in in this incomparable scenery and the light that attracts the attention of thousands of people.
People will always only see the bright side, but they will never see the hard work and hard work!