Yang Ji had never seen the "Floating Light Sword Technique" before, but he had seen Zuo Guangdou's "Quick Sword Technique". Moreover, Lin Qingyan's "Dian Mu Sword Technique" was only slightly better than the "Floating Light Sword Technique" of the Iron Sword Sect.
It will be stronger, not weaker.
The square was noisy, but Yang Ji's heart was completely silent. Everything was projected into Yang Ji's mind through his eyes, and then decomposed into countless fragments.
Yang Ji tried to figure out an advanced sword technique and an advanced boxing technique one after another. Under this continuous extreme training, his mental strength had already reached an astonishing level. In this level of fighting, analysis and deduction were extremely fast.
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In just a moment, thousands of battle fragments in Yang Ji's mind gathered into another "Iron Sword Sect disciple".
The next moment, in Yang Ji's mind, the person fighting against the genius disciple of the Iron Sword Sect was replaced by Yang Ji himself.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
In the endless sea of consciousness, light and shadow changed, and two figures shuttled back and forth, changing erratically. Yang Ji used his "Immortal Sword" to the limit. In just a moment, with a clang, Yang Ji used the "Immortal Guide" move.
"Defeated the opponent.
"The swordsmanship is good. But it's a pity that it's still too weak. It didn't even force my Immortal Shark Fishing out."
Yang Ji's eyelids blinked and he came back to his senses.
In terms of the degree of integration of advanced swordsmanship, this talented disciple of the Iron Sword Sect cannot catch up with him even if he tries to impress him. Yang Ji has thoroughly figured out two advanced martial arts in succession, and he is good at swordsmanship. There is no one at this level worthy of him to fight.
opponent.
"You came up with a solution so quickly?"
A voice came from his ears, and Sun Jue stood nearby with a shocked face. He had been paying attention to Yang Ji, and he immediately noticed the change in Yang Ji's eyes.
"Um."
Yang Ji snorted. This simple word "hmm" sounded like a thunder in the ears of Mo Long, Sun Jue and other Wu Tongsheng from Qingchuan County.
The four people were stunned.
Even Zhang Li, who was behind him, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
When Yang Ji agreed to Sun Jue, Zhang Li knew that there was no way he could persuade Yang Ji, and he was even prepared to wait for a long time.
For this reason, Zhang Li didn't have a good attitude toward Sun Jue and the others. But Yang Ji's resolution was really faster than he expected.
In this little time, I'm afraid I don't even have time to practice boxing! In fact, the battle in the square is not over yet.
"This guy is indeed very strong, but not as strong as you think."
Yang Ji smiled lightly. There was a sense of confidence in his voice. An opponent that he had completely seen through, Yang Ji could easily play with him.
Yang Ji asked Sun Jue, then smiled and said:
"You start with mountains and rivers splitting the ground, leading him to move. Then 'mountains and rivers are reversed', 'mountains and rivers are embroidered', 'mountains and rivers cover the ground', 'mountains and rivers are majestic'... and then the last move is 'mountains and rivers collapse'! No!
Unexpectedly, you can suppress him from beginning to end. As for the last move, as long as you don't waste the opportunity and give him a second chance to strike, basically this farce is over."
There was a smile on Yang Ji's lips. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking confident and calm.
"!!!"
Sun Jue suppressed the shock in his heart and couldn't help but said:
"You mean that as long as you follow this sequence, you can completely suppress his rhythm?"
To be able to win the first place in Qingchuan County Wu Tongsheng, Sun Jue is by no means a fool, let alone a weakling. What Yang Ji disrupted the order of his moves revealed is his complete grasp of the opponent's "rhythm". Otherwise, doing so is just selfish.
Take the humiliation.
But it was still hard for Sun Jue to believe that Yang Ji could control his opponent to such an extent without even watching a complete battle.
If his relationship with Yang Ji hadn't reached such a stalemate, Sun Jue would have even believed that this was a prank. Because it's impossible for anyone in the world to do this.
At least that's the case at this stage!
"Really? You'll know after you try it yourself."
Yang Ji smiled and said without too much explanation.
"All right."
Sun Jue hesitated for a long time, but his belief in Yang Ji finally gained the upper hand: "I believe you this time, let's give it a try for now."
That's what he said. But Sun Jue's expression looked like he didn't even believe it.
Yang Ji smiled in his heart and didn't say much. He turned to Zhang Li and said, "Let's go."
"Well. Let's go."
Zhang Li nodded. Although he was also curious about whether Sun Jue could succeed, in comparison, senior brother's matters seemed more important!
They left the square. Before Yang Ji and Zhang Li had left far, they heard two cheers from the crowd that sounded like landslides and tsunamis.
Yang Ji looked back and laughed. Everything was as he expected. In the two-level competition between "ordinary disciples" and "training disciples", the Iron Crown Sect won all!
Zhang Li walked in front and couldn't help but blink when he heard the cheers.
“It really worked!”
Although he witnessed it with his own eyes, Zhang Li still found it hard to believe that Sun Jue actually defeated his opponent. The method was just to change the order of his moves under Yang Ji's guidance!
"Okay, let's go. It's probably almost time to go to Senior Brother's place."
Yang Ji greeted Zhang Li and quickly rushed to Zhao Hua's residence.
After a while, he also saw it. The Iron Sword Sect was divided into four, and they launched provocations at the levels of "registered disciples", "ordinary disciples", "training disciples" and "senior brothers", in order to completely defeat each other at all levels.
Crack down on the "military habits" of the Iron Crown faction.
If they lose to each other at every level, the blow to the Iron Crown Sect disciples will be immeasurable. Even worse than a full-scale sectarian conflict.
Although they have won three battles now, considering that the Iron Crown faction lost countless battles before, the effectiveness of these victories led by Yang Ji has been greatly reduced.
The key thing is the battle between Zhao Hua and Song Yi.
The two people have the same talents, debut time and strength, which gives the fight between the two people extra meaning and becomes a battle of strength between the two sects.
And for Yang Ji, this is also related to the future relationship between him and Zhao Hua, as well as his situation within the sect.
Whether he and Zhao Hua are friends or foes in the future will depend on the power of the new "Ba Xia Fu Tian Fist" that Yang Ji has comprehended.
"Lai!"
The sound of wind passed by. Yang Ji and Zhang Li quickly disappeared outside the mountain one after the other.
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"A bunch of trash!"
When cheers came from the bottom of the mountain, on the top of the mountain, the faces of the Iron Sword Sect elders were as swollen as pig liver, and their faces were distorted.
One game was understandable, but two consecutive games were defeated by disciples of the Iron Crown Sect who were inferior to him. This was unacceptable to him.
And the most hateful thing is that he was staring at the mountain and couldn't see the slightest clue.
"Elder Ding, how's it going? Can we disciples of the Iron Crown Sect still tolerate this?"
The elder of the Iron Crown Sect was holding a cup of fragrant tea and took a leisurely sip with a proud look on his face.
After holding it in for so long, I finally took a breath!
The Iron Sword Sect elder snorted heavily and turned his head away, his eyes gloomy.
"There must be something wrong here."
A thought flashed through his mind.
They did not come just now. They have been here for a long time. Every disciple of the Iron Sword Sect is excellent. Before this, at least every one of them had defeated a large number of Iron Sword Sect disciples and severely humiliated them.
He became a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect.
If the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect were really that good, they would never have been allowed to be "prestigious" here for so long.
"What is going on? Three of the most outstanding disciples have lost in a row. And they still lost to people who are not as strong as themselves? This kind of thing can happen to others, but it will never happen to my disciples."
The elder of the Iron Sword Sect had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he carefully recalled what he had just seen. However, with so many disciples in the square, even if there was something fishy, how could he tell?
However, the elders of the Iron Crown Sect vaguely saw something.
"In these three battles, it seems that there are shadows of that disciple all around."
The elder of the Iron Crown Sect sipped his tea. But in his mind, he was thoughtful, and the figure of a young disciple faintly appeared. After all, he was a disciple of his own sect, and the elders of the Iron Crown Sect were more familiar with him than the elders of the Iron Sword Sect.
However, even he didn't recognize the "suspicious" disciple in his memory.
"It's very unfamiliar, maybe it's a new disciple. I'll ask later..."
The elder of the Iron Crown Sect secretly thought in his heart.
This left only the last battle. The elders of the two sects had no intention of talking, and each grabbed a cup on the table and drank tea.
It seemed so harmonious to outsiders that they might even have the illusion that the following fight was the decision of the disciples themselves. As everyone knows, it was a good thing that the two did not fight.
"I hope Song Yi (Zhao Hua) can win the last game!"
The same thought passed through their minds!
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When Yang Ji arrived at Zhao Hua's palace, he realized where so many people from the Iron Sword Sect had gone. Many disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were surrounded by a young man with a handsome face, extraordinary bearing, and a leadership style.
He and the people around Zhao Hua were very different from each other, and they were at odds with each other.
"This person is probably Song Yi."
Yang Ji thought to himself and looked at him quietly for a few times. It has to be said that from a facial appearance alone, Song Yi's appearance is indeed much better than that of Zhao Hua.
The atmosphere in the hall was a bit strange. Yang Ji and Zhang Li walked in without attracting anyone's attention. Only Zhao Hua glanced over calmly, slightly surprised, and gave him a look of "do it yourself", and then
He quickly turned his head away.
——He really has no time to greet Yang Ji at this time.
Yang Ji remained calm, leaning against the corner and merging with Zhang Li into a famous disciple of the Iron Sword Sect behind Zhao Hua.
"Senior Brother Yang."
Everyone around him greeted him quietly, and Yang Ji nodded in return.
"The two of them...don't know what they are doing."
Yang Ji frowned slightly. The Iron Sword sect's people had been going up the mountain for some time. Yang Ji originally might have been too late when he came over, and the two of them had already started fighting.
Or at least, there will be some conflicts.
But in fact, except for the disciples below, Zhao Hua and Song Yi didn't look hostile at all. It was like two familiar people invited to have tea together.
In the entire hall, time seemed to have frozen. Yang Ji didn't even know how long they had been waiting in this state.
“Ding-deng-deng!”
Just when Yang Ji was confused, bursts of footsteps came from outside the hall. In the blink of an eye, a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect wearing black cloth and a sword hanging from his waist hurriedly walked in. He took a look inside the hall.
He immediately walked to Song Yi and whispered a few words.
Yang Ji looked carefully. Although Song Yi remained graceful and calm on the surface, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch and his expression changed slightly.
"It turns out he was waiting for news from outside."
Yang Ji understood instantly. The grudge between Song Yi and Zhao Hua was far from being as simple as the grudge between two people. It also involved the competition between the two sects.
Moreover, along the way, Song Yi could not have been unaware of the provocations and humiliating plans of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect.
"One move can affect the whole body. This Song Yi is waiting to cooperate with the actions outside."
Yang Ji's heart suddenly became clear.
Just a few breaths later, another Iron Sword Sect disciple under Zhao Hua walked in quickly, walked directly around Zhao Hua, and whispered in his ear.
"Hahaha, Song Yi, you lost this round."
Zhao Hua flicked his sleeves and laughed, breaking the silence of the hall. (To be continued...)