Yang Ji's eyes stayed on the Silver Blood Sect for a moment and then quickly moved away.｀
"Next, 0453 Zhang Dang..."
The voices in the Martial Hall came and went, and Yang Ji was quickly attracted by another figure.
"Don't, don't..., I give up, I give up!"
Another candidate who had just stepped onto the stage and looked very capable had his legs trembling. He looked at the cold-looking young man opposite him and waved his hands repeatedly, looking fearful.
The young man named "Zhang Dang" had no expression on his face. Just when the opponent turned around and was about to leave the ring, suddenly——
"boom!"
A silver-white rainbow streaked across most of the arena, and the sharp sword energy went straight forward, hitting the candidate who was about to give up and leave like a fierce waterfall.
There was only a shocking loud noise, screams, blood splashing, and the candidate turned into a bloody man and flew out of the ring.
"Meng Kai, Meng Kai... Wang Badan, why are you so cruel!"
There was a sound of anger and panic, and several figures in the crowd rushed past from several directions to catch the candidate who was thrown out.
"Silver Blood Pie!"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he recognized the Taoist robe on the opponent, who was a disciple of the Silver Blood Sect. In the "Battle of Langya", Yang Ji had already seen the arrogance and selfishness of the Silver Blood Sect.
However, the person in front of me is obviously more skillful than others. Even when the opponent is about to give up and has already won, he still takes advantage of the situation. His ruthlessness and ruthlessness in taking advantage of others are evident.
"Next, 0231 Zhou Group..."
In addition to the elite disciples of each sect, another young man with no family or sect and who seemed to have a hidden background also attracted Yang Ji's attention.
"Boom!"
The appearance of a ferocious electric python faintly appeared in the void, and the air emitted the anxious sound of bursts of thunder and lightning. There was only a flash of light on the arena, and the candidate was immediately hit by a straight green horse that was dozens of feet long, and he screamed.
With a loud sound, he was thrown up from the ring and flew dozens of feet away.
"What a fast sword!"
Yang Ji raised his eyebrows. He himself is an expert in swordsmanship, and his cultivation in swordsmanship can be seen at a glance. This mysterious Zhou Qun not only has a powerful sword and extremely fast speed, but also has extremely powerful fighting instincts.
The direction of his sword was clearly the biggest flaw in the opponent's moves. This ability had the same effect as Yang Ji's psychoanalytic ability.
One can imagine the strength of the opponent!
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Yang Ji felt a chill in his heart. He felt a cold wave in the void, and a chill rose in the back of his heart. Yang Ji turned around and saw a figure walking through the crowd.
"It's him!"
Seeing the young man in black with black hair, a handsome face, and a calm and elegant manner, as if he was strolling in a garden, Yang Ji's heart was violently shaken, and the relaxed look on his face instantly disappeared.
Yang Ji frowned. He did not expect to see the handsome young man in black clothes helping the old woman selling vegetables on the street again under such circumstances.
Unlike other elite disciples of the sect, this handsome young man in black gave Yang Ji the feeling of being on his back and very dangerous.
If there is anyone who can threaten Yang Ji in this martial arts examination, then this handsome young man in black is definitely one of them.
More importantly, this handsome young man in black clothes always gave Yang Ji a strange feeling. It was very scary.
Whoosh!
The handsome young man in black walked through the crowd. Wherever he passed, the crowd parted one after another. Even if their backs were turned to him, they all moved out of the way without them even feeling it.
Separating the crowd, the man in black smiled and slowly walked to the ring on the 12th. Opposite him, a young man with a strong aura and full of energy stood proudly, with an aura on his body that was eager to try.
As soon as the voice of "The game begins" fell, the candidate launched a thunderous attack almost instantly.
"All beasts are galloping!"
Amid the violent shouts, the young man's momentum surged, like a waterfall falling thousands of miles, or like a river pouring out. The mighty blood burst out, fell to the ground, and actually transformed into countless vivid, roaring beasts,
They pounced, bit, jumped, and all pounced on the handsome young man in black.
"Buzz!"
The handsome young man in black smiled evilly, and thrust out his five fingers. The strength displayed was not high, that is, he was at the fourth level of martial arts, Blood Furnace Realm.
But the next moment, these five iron-like fingers stabbed through the surging blood, and one claw pierced the opponent's shoulder, puff puff! Five fingers fell, and there were five bloody holes. The majestic and high-spirited young man
A moment ago, it was extremely fierce, but every step of the way, it was like a punctured ball, all the strength was used to pierce it with those five slender fingers.
"boom!"
The handsome young man in black slapped his opponent with five fingers, and the calm opponent fell to the ground. The young man lay on the floor of the ring, his body twisted and spasmed like a snake, and he let out bursts of moans, with a look of great pain on his face.
But he couldn't make any resistance and lay on the ground like a piece of soft mud.
"how?"
The handsome young man in black smiled slightly and looked at the senior captain on the stage. The other party was stunned for a moment and finally realized:
"No. 0021 Caodian wins!"
"Cao Dian? It turns out his name is Cao Dian."
Yang Ji looked at the dead dog-like examinee on the ground, and a deep shadow suddenly passed through his heart.
There was no cheering or cheering, the crowd around was quiet, and the atmosphere was indescribably weird.
I have watched a lot of various competitions, some were evenly matched, some had tragic endings..., but this is not the case. The strength of the two sides seems to be about the same, but the results shown are as if there is a huge difference in strength, and it is completely overwhelming.
of.
This feeling is indescribably weird.
Cao Dian didn't say much. He showed an evil smile on his handsome face, nodded, and then slowly and leisurely walked off the ring, just as he had stepped onto the ring.
The game continued, Cao Dian was just a small episode, causing a ripple, and then returned to calm after a short bubble.
Even those candidates who witnessed the competition gradually forgot about it. After all, "Blood Furnace Realm" is not a very high level of cultivation. There are many powerful opponents in this martial arts examination.
Only Yang Ji looked at this scene and remembered it deeply in his eyes.
It is impossible for a Blood Furnace Realm warrior to knock down his opponent like this just for fun. Even Yang Ji couldn't do it. Defeating his opponent is one thing. But what this handsome young man in black showed is completely different.
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"What a fast speed!..."
Yang Ji closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no trace of "Cao Dian" in the crowd.
…
The first day of the competition ended quickly. This was just the most elementary knockout round, and there weren't many highlights yet. However, when leaving the martial arts hall, Yang Ji encountered some troubles.
"Are you Yang Ji?"
At the gate of the Martial Palace, a group of people blocked the door arrogantly. A few people were leaning against the gate, and several people were lined up in a row, like a wall.
Standing at the front was a thin young man in white with his legs spread wide and staring at Yang Ji with cold eyes, looking like he was coming with a bad intention.
The martial arts examination was a major event for the imperial court, and the rules were strict. Ordinary candidates would not dare to block the entrance. But these people seemed to have no scruples.
As soon as Yang Ji came closer, seven or eight eyes immediately glanced over, looking up and down, carefully, with critical, disdainful, and deep hostility from unknown sources in their eyes.
"What's up?"
Yang Ji did not answer, but responded lightly. He recognized these people who ran rampant on the street the day before yesterday and almost injured the old vegetable seller and his group. Naturally, they did not have a good temper.
"Huh! I'm not very capable, but my temper is quite bad."
The young man in white at the head snorted and pressed forward with his arms folded:
"Let me ask you, do you know Yuanyuan?"
"Yuanyuan? What Yuanyuan?"
Yang Ji frowned and asked.
"Hmph, you're pretending to be confused because you understand, right? Bai Yuanyuan, don't you know the person who competed with you in Pingchuan City to be a martial arts student?"
The young man in white sneered.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji was shocked and raised his head sharply.
"Humph, now that you know it, are you no longer confused?"
The young men in white had sneers on their faces. In their eyes, Yang Ji's performance was just pretending to be confused.
"It turns out you are from Mount Paektu."
Yang Ji's pupils shrank and his eyes narrowed. No wonder he felt an inexplicable feeling. No wonder these people were so powerful. No wonder they dared to block the door of the hall when the martial arts examination was over.
Yang Ji has already met two groups of people from the five holy places in Taiyuanzhou. Before, they were people from Heishui Cliff, but now they are directly from Baitou Mountain.
No wonder he feels confident.
In the flash of lightning, various thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind. He had seen Bai Yuanyuan, and that silvery blue hair was the most striking feature of Baektu Mountain.
These people are obviously not the core direct descendants of the Five Holy Lands, but they should undoubtedly be disciples of the two Holy Lands.
As one of the Five Great Holy Lands, there is no need to look down upon this kind of martial arts examination. However, for the disciples of the two sects, the name Wu Xiucai is still useful.
For the disciples of the two holy places, people with a name like Wu Xiucai just come and pick them casually, and they will definitely not lower their heads to pick up the fruit.
With this kind of status, it will naturally be much easier to enter the imperial court and rise to prominence in the future.
Thinking of this, Yang Ji suddenly understood a lot about the nature of this martial arts examination.
The young man in white clothes opposite didn't know what Yang Ji was thinking. His eyes were like swords, and he stared at Yang Ji coldly, assuming a condescending posture:
"I would like to advise you, for your own good and the good of your family, it's best to stay away from Yuanyuan. If a rotten toad wants to eat swan meat, he won't urinate to look after himself."
The words are extremely harsh.
"Hey."
Yang Ji was thinking about something, but when he heard this, he suddenly smiled and raised his head:
"So it's because of this, what? Are you jealous because of this?"
"Don't praise yourself too much."
A dangerous look flashed in the eyes of the young man in white:
"I've seen too many people like you. Do you think that if you are entangled with Yuanyuan, you can become a successful person? I advise you to be sober. What kind of place is Baektu Mountain? Do you think you can climb it? This time
This is advice, next time..."
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