A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and it instantly turned into a ray of light and shadow and rushed towards Shi Zhongye. Buzz, suddenly, blood light hit his face, and a thin blood mist enveloped the arena.
There was a flash of light and a bang. Yang Ji's palm actually missed.
"Um?"
Yang Ji was surprised. After being consumed by him so much blood, Shi Zhongye still had fighting ability!
"This is blood!"
Yang Ji's nose twitched and he smelled it, smelling a strong smell of blood in the air. The mist that was created out of thin air was actually made of blood.
Shi Zhongye evaporated the blood spurted from his injury into blood mist, covering the entire arena.
"call!"
Turning around, Yang Ji turned around and looked in another direction.
"Yang Ji!"
Seven or eight feet away from Yang Ji, Shi Zhongye's eyes flashed, and he slowly walked out of the blood mist. He held a thin needle not much thicker than a hair in his hand, and his chest was covered with
The blood was stained red, but his expression was surprisingly calm and calm.
Yang Ji glanced at the silver needle in his hand and immediately felt that something happened that he didn't know about that blow just now.
"Ding!"
Shi Zhongye walked calmly and threw away the silver needle he had just pulled out from his palm with his right hand.
"I rarely misjudge a person, but this time, I have to admit that I misjudged it. I was originally preparing to fight for the martial arts leader and deal with Bai Julu with this move. But now, I was forced to use it in advance.
Out."
Shi Zhongye stretched his right hand across his head, jerked it suddenly, pulled out another needle, and dropped it casually at his feet.
His expression was cold and there was no expression in his eyes.
"Buzz!"
In Yang Ji's surprised eyes, Shi Zhongye's aura actually increased, and a new force rumbled in his body. With the support of this new force, he not only restored his original skills, but also won many victories.
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"It's the silver needles...there's something wrong with those silver needles!"
Yang Ji's pupils shrank, thinking of the silver needle that Shi Zhongye had just pulled out of his mind. He immediately realized something.
Yang Ji once read some books. In the world of martial arts, there are some special secrets that can stimulate people's potential and make them stronger than before under impossible circumstances.
The silver needles pulled out by Shi Zhongye probably belong to this secret method.
Secret techniques that can stimulate people's potential are often extremely rare and are generally only in the hands of a few people. However, the wealthy Shi family has accumulated it for a long time, which is extraordinary. They are likely to master such secret techniques.
"Ding ding ding!"
Shi Zhongye kept his eyes fixed on Yang Ji, and his fingers kept reaching for some secret points on his body. In just a blink of an eye, the silver needles on the ground were pulled out.
And Shi Zhongye's aura was not only fully restored at this moment, but even became stronger!
"Buzz!"
Shi Zhongye stretched out his palm and opened it ten feet away. The "blood cauldron" that was lifted off by Yang Ji flew towards him and fell into his palm with a swish.
This magic weapon was originally as tall as a person, and it was no problem to cover a person inside, and the space was more than enough. But after receiving a palm from Yang Ji, it shrunk to less than one-fifth of its original size. The whole thing was like water.
Tank size.
Shi Zhongye grabbed the red cauldron and poured a stream of blood energy into it. The magic weapon immediately roared and bursts of red light burst out from it.
"Yang Ji, I put you in the blood cauldron and refined it with the cauldron fire. I was wrong. I didn't expect you to be able to absorb my flame energy. But this time, let me see how you can absorb it!"
Shi Zhongye's eyes flashed with cold light. His robes moved without any wind, and a huge aura emanated from his body.
The more arrogant a person is, the more intolerable they are to humiliation and failure in public. Being consumed by Yang Ji and being teased for so long without being noticed, this is a fact that Nakano, as cold and arrogant as a stone, cannot accept no matter what.
What was even more unacceptable to Shi Zhongye was that the method originally used to deal with the "White Giant Deer" was used in advance because of Yang Ji.
The Shi family's secret technique has huge sequelae. No matter whether he loses or wins in this game, he will not be able to use this secret technique that stimulates his potential for a long time.
This also means that the "Ten Thousand Catties of Copper Mother" that he and the elders have planned for a long time will change hands to others. How can Shi Zhongye endure this?
If it weren't for the martial arts examination here, Shi Zhongye would have wanted to kill him.
"hehe!"
Perhaps feeling the murderous intention deep in Shi Zhongye's heart, Yang Ji looked at Shi Zhongye opposite and suddenly laughed:
"It seems that you are very unwilling! If I don't defeat you in an upright manner, you probably think that I am relying on luck all the way, and you will not be convinced no matter what."
Yang Ji's sudden change made Shi Zhongye startled.
"What does he want to do, little junior brother?"
Pan Chen, Zhao Hua and others looked at each other.
Although Shi Zhongye's "picture poor dagger appears" is shocking, Yang Ji's words also seem to have some meaning.
"Forget it, in that case, I will simply convince you to lose."
Hearing Yang Ji's words, Shi Zhongye was shocked and confused, as if it was the first time he met this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect who had never seen him in person. In his ears, only Yang Ji's voice continued to come:
"Everyone has a killer move. Recently, I happened to understand a new move, so I will simply use it on you. I will give you a complete ride."
"Buzz!"
The crowd was buzzing. At this moment, everyone's curiosity was piqued by Yang Ji. Even Shi Qing couldn't help but pricked up his ears subconsciously.
The disciples on Mount Paektu also stretched their necks one by one.
The most unbearable thing about a martial arts examination is that at the end of the competition, they find that both of them have reserved means and have not used all of them.
The most anticipated thing is that these two people also faced off in a game.
"Interesting, so interesting! These two guys are really amazing."
A candidate's appetite was whetted, and he felt that this time was worth the price no matter what.
"Junior Sister Lin, do you know what secret techniques Yang Ji has practiced recently?"
Pan Chen turned his head and looked curiously at Lin Qingyan aside.
On Tieguan Mountain, Lin Qingyan undoubtedly far exceeded the others in terms of time and frequency of interactions.
If there is any news or new developments at Yang Ji's place, Lin Qingyan will most likely be the first to know.
"How do I know?"
Lin Qingyan smiled bitterly. In fact, let alone Pan Chen, even her curiosity was aroused. The closer she got to Yang Ji, the more she knew that he would never lie.
Once it's said out loud, it's definitely true.
But the problem is that in such a short period of time, even Lin Qingyan didn't know what methods Yang Jixin had practiced.
"Hmph! Pretending to be mysterious!"
Shi Zhongye's pupils shrank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He didn't believe that Yang Ji's so-called "trump card" could surpass him.
Since the martial arts examination, there have been all kinds of powerful opponents. What cards everyone has have been almost used up. The reason why Ishi Nakano still keeps the "Blood Cauldron" is entirely because no one is qualified enough to force him out.
A magical weapon until Yang Ji.
As for the secret technique that stimulates potential, it is not Shi Zhongno's own, but was given to him by the family elders. It is not his real trump card.
But Yang Ji was different. Both Zhang Dang and Zhou Qun were extremely powerful opponents. He absolutely did not believe that Yang Ji had any hidden cards.
If that were the case, it would have been impossible for him to be trapped in the blood cauldron by his own move and have been refining it for so long.
Trump card, trump card..., that is to prevent himself from being put in danger. If everyone is dead, what else is the trump card? In Shi Zhongye's view, the magic weapon that can absorb his own cauldron fire is already Yang Ji's last trump card
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"you do not believe?"
Yang Ji looked at Shi Zhongye and laughed.
He knew what Ishi Nakano was thinking, but it was different from what Ishi Nakano thought. He did not have this "trump card" early on, but had been studying and pondering it all the time.
It wasn't until the moment when he finally broke out of the cauldron that Yang Ji completed the last step and had this "trump card".
"Stop talking nonsense, if you really have this ability, just show it to me!"
Shi Zhongye said coldly. He stretched one hand across the back of his head, sucked the end of the silver needle with his five fingers, and finally pulled out the last silver needle.
"Boom!"
When the last silver needle was pulled out, the blood in Shi Zhongye roared, and the surging energy roared in his body like a giant beast.
Shi Zhongye's clothes were still in the wind, and he felt that his body was about to burst. The huge energy roared, and if he didn't spit it out, he would explode and die.
"Yang Ji, die!"
Shi Zhongye screamed loudly, and his entire face twisted, becoming ferocious and terrifying.
"Boom!"
A strong wind passed over the hall, causing the entire metal frame to roar. In just an instant, Shi Zhongye jumped into the air, the blood furnace in his body roared, and torrents of blood roared like a volcano erupting.
It came out with great force, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, and rolled towards Yang Ji.
"Crack!"
The torrent of blood and energy that destroyed the world has not yet fallen, and the smooth surface of the mirror-like arena seemed to be affected by an invisible force, causing the surface to dent slightly.
"ah!--"
An examinee who was facing the direction of Ishi Nakano leaned too far forward and was swept up by the strong wind. He screamed and was thrown off the ground, screaming and thrown backward.
"ah!"
There was a commotion in the crowd. Seeing this scene, everyone was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. They were frightened and frightened. They all backed away like snakes and scorpions.
There was a rumble, the hall thundered, and the majestic blood energy covered the sky and enveloped the entire arena. At this moment, Yang Ji had no way to retreat!
At this moment, time seemed to slow down infinitely.
Wang Tai, Yang Xuanlan, Bai Julu, Shi Qing, Zhao Hua, Chen Zhu, and countless eyes from all directions gathered above the ring.
Win or lose?
The picture shows that when both people resort to their last resort, only one person is destined to stand on this arena. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
