Yang Ji's eyelids twitched slightly. The warriors who came here to participate in the martial arts examination basically had the cultivation level of "Blood Furnace Realm", but he was just bumped by the leading man in white, and he actually drew blood from the bump.
Yang Ji could see clearly that the man in white did not use his blood at all, but only used the power of his body. This power was simply terrifying.
After seeing the power of these people, other warriors around them gave up their thoughts, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and everyone was as if they were avoiding the plague.
"Ah! My food!"
An old woman selling vegetables was squeezed by the crowd, screamed and fell to the ground. The vegetables she carried were scattered all over the ground. The old woman was in a panic and wanted to pick up the vegetables she dropped on the ground. She didn't even notice the bees around her.
The crowd came.
"not good!"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat. This old woman only cared about her burden and had to be trampled to death. Seeing a foot trample on the old woman's vegetable-grabbing palm, Yang Ji didn't have time to think about it. The book rolled up in his hand
Wang Xian's book immediately flew out.
"Snapped!"
With a flash of white light, Yang Ji's book was ready to pass through the gap in the crowd and hit the pressed foot, revealing his superb skills.
Yang Ji's strength was not great. The man was hit with a book by Yang Ji and immediately pulled his legs back as if he had been electrocuted. The old woman was frightened and quickly withdrew her palms.
However, the surging crowd has already come over. It seems that the old woman is about to be crushed under the chaotic crowd.
"Buzz!"
It was too late, but it was soon. The arc flashed, and a powerful blood energy swept out like a wall of blood, blocking the turbulent flow of people. Then a slender, white palm stretched out from behind and grabbed the old woman.
He grabbed her by the back of her neck and lifted her up.
"Are you OK?"
Under the eaves of the street, a young man with black hair and a handsome face patted the dust on the old woman's body and showed concern for her.
This young man is about twenty-four or five years old. He is wearing a black robe and has an elegant and decent manner. His fair skin is in sharp contrast to the black robe. When he speaks, there is a gentle feeling in the corners of his eyebrows and lips.
smile.
It's just that this gentleness was greatly offset by his feminine temperament.
"Who is this person?"
Yang Ji stared blankly at the handsome young man in black, feeling a strange feeling in his heart. It was the kind of feeling that seemed familiar and yet strange at the same time, but it didn't seem to be completely like this.
Anyway, it’s an indescribable feeling.
"Ah!"
When Yang Ji looked over, the handsome young man in black seemed to have sensed something. He raised his head and smiled at Yang Ji.
It was at this time that Yang Ji saw his eyes, which were dark and deep, and seemed to have something else in them.
"Pop!"
The handsome young man in black quickly withdrew his gaze and said something to the old woman next to him. Then he moved his palm, blood light burst out, and a vortex air flow appeared in the air. The vegetables scattered on the street were immediately hit.
An invisible force floats in the air.
The handsome young man in black made a move with his palm, and all the vegetables immediately fell back into the burden.
After doing this, the young man in black patted the old woman on the shoulder. Then he quickly left and disappeared into the crowd.
Yang Ji watched his back disappear, and a flash of lightning flashed across his mind. Yang Ji suddenly understood what else he saw in his eyes.
"What an evil look..."
Yang Ji murmured to himself.
He had always thought this man was a bit strange, but now he finally understood what was strange about him. This man's smile was not a real smile. That look in his eyes gave people a strange feeling.
On the street, the figure of the young man in black has disappeared, leaving only the surging crowd. Everything seems to have returned to normal, leaving only the old woman frowning on the street, lamenting the vegetables she trampled.
Yang Ji walked over, and when he passed by the old woman, he flicked his fingers and Ding! A gold coin immediately slipped through the seam of cloth quietly and got into the blue baggage on the old woman's shoulder.
One gold coin is not much, but for the old woman, it is enough to make up for her loss.
Yang Ji moved so quickly that even the old woman didn't notice and left quickly.
…
At the end of the street, a pale white and elegant palace stands tall and straight with cornices and brackets. Inside the palace, there are towering ancient cypresses and lush trees, giving it an elegant atmosphere.
Yang Ji stood in front of the gate and looked at the plaque "Martial Saint Station". The name was quite grand. Although there was not a single Martial Saint in the inn, for all warriors, the achievement of "Martial Saint" was endless.
, majestic to heaven and earth, is undoubtedly everyone’s dream.
This is one of the three government inns in Langye City, specially designed for candidates to stay. During the martial arts examination, it is undoubtedly one of the quietest places.
Wusheng Inn was not full of people yet, but there were already quite a few people there. There were many disciples from various sects. As soon as Yang Jigang appeared at the door, he immediately attracted people's attention.
"Senior Brother Yang!"
There was a cry of joy, with a hint of fanaticism. Yang Ji didn't even notice, but he found that there was another person in front of him.
"Ouyang Zushi?"
Yang Ji looked at the young man in Iron Crown Sect costume in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and was slightly surprised: "Why are you here?"
Yang Ji didn't expect that not long after he came to Langya City, Ouyang Zushi would also come and meet him here.
"Haha, Senior Brother Yang, I finally met you."
Ouyang Zushi looked at Yang Ji in front of him with a look of joy on his face:
"I heard in Zongli that you had gone down the mountain a long time ago, so I followed you to Langya City. I thought you would definitely come to the government inn, so I waited here every day. Haha, I finally met you."
"Waiting here every day?"
Yang Ji looked surprised. He only thought it was a coincidence, but he didn't expect Ouyang Zushi to actually say that he had been waiting here.
"Haha, Senior Brother Yang, how are you preparing? I believe that this time the Wu Xiucai must be yours."
Ouyang Zishi said.
This sentence made the candidates around him look angry. Wu Xiucai's quota is limited, so he is so confident. What do you think of the rest of us?
Yang Ji shook his head and laughed, not wanting to be blocked at the door:
"Let's go. I still have to change my room number and check in."
After passing through the gate, Wusheng Station was crowded with people, but overall it remained quiet.
"Shopkeeper, I want to move in."
Yang Ji handed over the account he had prepared. This was a document that the government post must check from the beginning.
"Wait a mininute."
The innkeeper, who looked upright and had an official air about him, took the transfer application, took a look at it, and then flipped through the household register and read:
"Let me see. The first three buildings are all occupied. Although there are still rooms available, but... Wuhou Post sent someone to inform them that their post is already full. There are also a group of people who have been admitted.
I said hello and made a reservation for them in advance. I'm afraid there won't be many houses left..."
Yang Ji suddenly frowned. It was not difficult to understand that the government stations communicated with each other. But it was a bit surprising that he had no place to live.
"No need to go to such trouble. Let him stay in our room!"
Suddenly, a loud voice came, with a bold flavor. Before it came out, clatter, a wooden sign inlaid with gold wire immediately flew down from the air and landed on the yellow flower wood counter.
"This is……"
Yang Ji and Ouyang Zishi looked over together, and saw a young man with sharp eyes and a shining face striding towards Yang Ji.
"Yang Ji, long time no see!"
The visitor said nothing and gave Yang Ji a big bear hug when he came up.
"Chen Zhu?!"
Yang Ji also had a look of surprise on his face.
This person turned out to be "Chen Zhu", the senior brother of the Black Sword Sect who had been separated for a long time.
"Haha, junior brothers, let me introduce you. This is the Yang Ji I told you. If it weren't for him, our Black Sword Sect would have been completely wiped out in the Tianyin Sect Headquarters, and not even the one who reported the news would have died.
No."
"Beishan Sect and Iron Sword Sect are so ambitious. Everyone will remember this martial arts examination. If you encounter someone from Iron Sword Sect, beat them to death. Don't hold back."
Chen Zhu looked at the young Black Sword Sect disciples behind him and said harshly.
"Yes, senior brother!"
Everyone bowed together and responded with a loud voice.
"Senior Brother Chen, what are you doing?"
Yang Ji was frightened by Chen Zhu's behavior. It was not like he was taking part in the martial arts examination.
"Hey, don't worry about this. The Beishan Sect and the Iron Sword Sect have killed so many of us. Although we can't do it due to the constraints of the sects, we still have to give them a good beating in the martial arts examination ring.
It’s okay. Come on, call Senior Brother Yang!”
Chen Zhu hooked Yang Ji's shoulder and said.
"Senior Brother Yang!"
Seven or eight people bowed down and shouted again, all of them respectful and looking very respectful.
The "Battle of Langya" has been spread by Chen Zhu and everyone in the Black Sword Sect has become aware of it. Yang Ji is not related to the Black Sword Sect. He first rescued his brothers from the Black Sword Sect in the chaos.
Later, Chen Zhu was rescued.
Although due to unexpected circumstances, everyone except Chen Zhu died in the sneak attacks of the Beishan Sect and the Iron Sword Sect, almost everyone in the Black Sword Sect was very grateful to Yang Ji.
"No need to be polite."
Yang Ji waved his hand quickly. Being greeted by everyone in such a grand manner, Yang Ji was unprecedented and felt a little flattered.
"Haha, this is your junior brother, right? It's a mistake."
Chen Zhu said hello to Ouyang Zishi, without asking any further questions, and his eyes fell on Yang Ji. At this sight, something suddenly changed:
"Hey, Yang Ji, you actually got through Xiao Zhoutian?!"
There was surprise in his eyes, as if it was the first time he saw Yang Ji.
He clearly remembered that last time, Yang Ji was only at the level of Blood Furnace. In the blink of an eye, he had broken through to Xiao Zhoutian so quickly.
This entry is simply amazing!
"Haha, this is not the place to talk. Let's go in and talk."
Yang Ji smiled.
"okay!"
Chen Zhu nodded.
After changing the wooden signs and checking in, Yang Ji carried his luggage and entered the depths of the inn with Chen Zhu and the others.
The room Chen Zhu arranged for Yang Ji was right next door to their Black Sword Sect. Chen Zhu was here to accompany his fellow juniors. Originally, outsiders were not allowed to enter the government inn.
However, the rooms booked by Chen Zhu were all booked in the name of the sect.
The major sects in Langya County have special status, so some rooms are specially given to them.
"I see."
Yang Ji looked astonished. This was the first time he heard Chen Zhu mention that major sects still offer such discounts. (To be continued...)