Their feelings toward Zhou Qun and Yang Ji were okay. Although they were not familiar with each other, they at least did not look like Zhang Dang or Cao Dian.
However, no matter what kind of opponent he is, there is no difference to Yang Ji.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, a huge roar came from the front.
Yang Ji's heart moved, and he looked around. He saw a crowd of people in front of him, exclaiming in surprise. Amidst the sound of rolling steel, the ground cracked, and an extremely heavy fine iron ring, weighing at least hundreds of thousands of kilograms visually, rose from under the Martial Palace.
came out.
The newly emerged arena is more than three people tall, and its surface is extremely shiny and smooth as a mirror. Its weight, workmanship, and sophistication far exceed those of other competition arenas.
After a high-ranking captain in black armor walked onto the stage and announced the rules of the competition, the martial arts examination officially began.
"First round, Bai Wujuan, Li Heiyi."
As soon as these two names were announced, the audience was silent for a moment, and then there was a roar, and the roar of the sky rose into the sky, almost breaking the roof of the Martial Palace.
Yang Ji didn't react at first, but soon he realized it when he saw the two people's distinctive clothing, one black and one white.
"Baektu Mountain, Blackwater Coast?!"
Yang Ji looked surprised.
The first round of the knockout round was actually the disciples of Paektu Mountain and Heishuiya. When Yang Ji took part in the martial arts examination for the first time, he didn't even know what the Five Holy Lands were.
But by the second time, the level of candidates taking the martial arts examination had improved a lot.
In the past few days, while walking back and forth in Wusheng Station every day, Yang Ji had heard many secrets that were discussed, including Baitou Mountain and Heishuiya.
"This is an old enemy!"
Yang Ji stood in the crowd, his pupils contracted slightly.
Baekdu Mountain and Heisuiya are both one of the five holy places in Taiyuanzhou in the east. Not to mention anything else. Just because of the two characters "black" and "white" in their names, it is destined that the relationship between the two holy places will not be good.
The martial saints of these two holy places have a long history. It seems that the grievances can be traced back very far, not just in the past few years. Yang Ji does not know the detailed origin.
I only know that this seems to involve the competition and conflict between the two holy places in the court, the army, the sect, the secular world... in all aspects.
This is no longer as simple as two personal grudges.
Under the influence of this overall situation, the relationship between the disciples on both sides can be imagined.
However, when he saw the Heishuiya disciple, Yang Ji was slightly surprised and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
"It's actually him!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind.
During the preliminary competition, Yang Ji had seen this disciple from Heishui Cliff. He only glanced at him at that time, and he immediately reacted to him and responded with a threatening gesture of wiping his neck across the crowd.
Yang Ji didn't show any weakness and immediately responded with a thumbs down gesture.
This happened in an instant. Yang Ji quickly forgot about it and didn't even know his name.
"It turns out his name is Li Heiyi."
Yang Ji murmured to himself, thoughtfully.
In the arena, the atmosphere was cold and tense. Whether it was the disciples from Baitou Mountain or the disciples from Heishui Cliff, they were all arrogant and arrogant.
For other candidates, the martial arts examination may be an important thing related to their life destiny. But for them, it is just a formality to gain fame.
The purposes are so different, the mentality is so different. You can imagine the way these Holy Land disciples look at other candidates.
On the ring, the two men, one black and one white, looked like two aggressive roosters.
Yang Ji could vaguely see their lips opening and closing, but the crowd around them was making a lot of noise. It was so loud that he couldn't hear what they were saying. But he didn't think they had anything nice to say.
"here we go!"
Chen Zhu's voice came to my ears.
Yang Ji stared at the ring and saw the high-ranking captain's arm swing down heavily.
"boom!"
No one can describe the speed of this moment. Almost at the same time as the high-ranking captain's arm fell, the two disciples from Baektu Mountain and Heishuiya on the ring immediately collided fiercely.
"Roar!--"
"come on! Come on!--"
"Kill him! Come on!——"
…
The candidates in the entire martial arts hall were like a barrel of ignited gasoline. They exploded violently. The atmosphere at the scene immediately exploded to the extreme.
Every warrior's blood always longs for two things - violence and blood. This sentence was once again confirmed in the martial arts examination.
The blood energy soaring to the sky swept everywhere. The names of Mount Baektu and Heishui Cliff had black and white in them, and even the blood energy of the disciples were like this. The blood energy of two different colors, one black and one white, swept all around like a pair of horses.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The new refined iron arena that had just been put into use buzzed and trembled as the two collided. Even the eyes of the high-ranking captain on the arena showed a strange color.
This arena, which was newly raised from the ground and propelled by a mechanism, weighed hundreds of thousands of kilograms, far exceeding other arenas. The vigor of the two men fighting actually made the fine iron arena tremble, and one can imagine their strength.
The martial arts examination has been carried out so far, and the remaining twenty or so people are all lucky, and their strength can be imagined.
"come on! Come on!--"
Crazy shouts could be heard at the scene, vaguely mixed with the shouts of Baektu Mountain and Heishui Cliff. The fierce battle infected the crazy crowd, and the craziness of the crowd triggered the battle on the stage. The battle on the ring had just begun.
From the beginning, it went straight to an extremely intense and intense stage.
Even with the conflicts and grievances between the two holy places in the past, the two people in the ring were all fists and fists, and there was no room left in the fight.
"The Five Holy Lands..., it's rare to see them competing on the same stage. Now is the best opportunity!"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he quickly focused his attention on the two of them. At the same time, his mind quickly projected all the scenes of the two fighting into his mind.
Every moment of the fight between the two people was broken into hundreds of details, then projected into the mind, and then reassembled to form another spiritual "contest".
This was the first time that Yang Ji saw the martial arts of the two holy places. Under the provocation of the other party, the two of them had almost no way to hold back.
"So fast! The reaction ability is also extremely powerful!..."
Yang Ji stared at the stage with all his attention.
Yang Ji also fought against Sui Yiqiu and Zhang Dang. It was not about how bad these two were, but compared to their acquired fighting instincts. Bai Wujuan and Li Heiyi looked more like they had experienced
A systematic acquired training system trains reaction speed and ability.
This kind of reaction ability is not necessarily superior, but it is more capable.
More importantly, it is different from relying on innate talent. With such a complete system, batches of masters with extremely fast reactions and strong combat skills can be trained.
"The Five Holy Lands are indeed rich in heritage, if nothing else. Just relying on the atmosphere and environment composed of a large number of such disciples, and working hard every day, the disciples trained will definitely not be far behind. At least they are above the disciples of the sect."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
"Qiang!"
With a clear sword cry, Bai Wujuan suddenly pulled out a frost-like sword from his waist. The sword's light was as bright as autumn water. Compared with Yang Ji's Guquan Sword, it was even better.
Almost at the same time, Heishuiya disciple Li Heiyi also drew a long sword as black as ink.
"ah!"
The surrounding people exclaimed as the two men fought with fists and kicks. No one knew that the two belts on their bodies, one black and one white, were actually two soft swords.
The long sword was unsheathed, and the dangerous aura on the two men doubled.
The high-ranking captain who was originally standing in the center of the ring, relying on his own blood shield to resist the violent aura, was directly forced to the corner of the ring, and looked fearful and extremely uneasy.
"Yang Ji, pay attention. The two of them have already unleashed their fire energy and are about to display the unique skills of the Five Holy Lands. This is not something you can see all the time. You are good at swordsmanship. If you look carefully, it will be of great help to you."
Chen Zhu's voice rose to a high pitch and suddenly came from his ears.
In the Battle of Langya, if it weren't for Yang Ji's help, Chen Zhu would have died there long ago. Chen Zhu knew that Yang Ji was good at swordsmanship, so he challenged Li and immediately reminded him.
Yang Jin hummed. His eyes immediately focused on the two people on the stage, with hungry expressions on their faces, unwilling to let go of even the slightest movement.
"hold head high!--"
Amidst the thunderous roar of the dragon, a huge demonic dragon suddenly appeared behind Li Hei. His expression was ferocious, and the black soft sword in his hand was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight... In an instant, it transformed
Countless sword shadows, like wild waves, swept towards Bai Wujuan on the opposite side.
"This kind of swordsmanship!..."
Yang Ji was shocked and opened his eyes wide.
The swordsmanship that Yang Ji was exposed to all emphasized the word "fast". The faster the sword, the stronger and faster it would be. If it was extremely fast, it would be a victory with one move. But the swordsmanship displayed by Li Heiyi was completely different.
A way.
Such ferocious, violent, and aggressive swordsmanship is simply unheard of and unseen. In particular, Li Heiyi's movement is not fast at all.
But the soft sword seemed to turn into countless young demonic dragons in his hands.
Every sword shadow is a demonic dragon!
Hundreds of demonic dragons all devoured Bai Wujuan.
"You actually have such swordsmanship!"
Yang Ji was truly shocked. The previous battle was secondary. No matter how fast his reaction was or how wonderful his moves were, it was nothing to Yang Ji.
Only this sword technique opened up a new path in front of Yang Ji that he had never seen before.
For Yang Ji, it broadened his horizons and provided great inspiration in the way of swordsmanship.
"No wonder the status of the Five Holy Lands is far above the major sects. This sword technique alone is not comparable to the sword techniques in many sects."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
Swordsmanship is not only about power, but for Yang Ji, it is also about inspiring ideas and opening the door to thinking.
On the other side, Bai Wubo swung his long sword, also displaying the unique skill of Baekdu Mountain.
A ripple rippled in the void, and amidst the bursts of low shouts, a snow-white figure appeared behind Bai Wujuan.
This figure has a cold face, wears a jade crown, his clothes are white like snow, and his silver hair is like frost. He is lonely and independent in the void, floating elegantly out of the dust.
When anyone sees him for the first time, they will feel a strong sword intent, which is so sharp and sharp that it seems like their eyes will be hurt even by looking at him.
"Celestial Swordsmanship! The unique skill of Mount Baektu!"
Chen Zhu looked shocked and blurted out. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better novels and faster updates!