The game continued, with fewer cheers, but the atmosphere became more and more tense. Zhao Hua, Lin Qingyan, Chen Zhu and others tried their best not to disturb Yang Ji. If they had any questions, they would wait until after the game to ask them, hoping to let him concentrate
into the final game.
At this point in the martial arts examination, many things have become quite obvious. The battle for first place in the martial arts examination this time is obviously between Yang Ji and Bai Julu.
Compared with these two people, the seemingly fierce competition in the ring is almost a foil.
"Hey, I hope I can get what I want this time!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath and thought to himself.
A ten thousand kilogram copper mother, a Yang Fire Talisman, and the "Golden Body of Blood" in the box were all temptations that Yang Ji could not resist.
In the sect, these rewards are impossible to appear. The rewards of the martial arts examination exceed those of the sect, and these are generally recognized.
After all, the martial arts examination only happens once every three years. If you miss it once, you don’t know how long you will have to wait.
Yang Ji did not dare to be careless. He lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes. He took the time to recuperate his blood and absorb as much vitality as possible so that he could enter the best state before the battle with the white giant deer.
"boom!"
"The white giant deer wins!..."
With a loud noise, the voice of the high-ranking captain presiding over the competition resounded throughout the entire venue.
Yang Ji was shocked, and when he raised his head, he saw a man in white clothes floating by the edge of the ring, and Bai Julu had already stepped off the ring.
"So fast!"
A dark cloud flashed between Yang Ji's brows. So far in the competition, Bai Julu's opponents have almost always been defeated with one move, without exception.
Yang Ji could clearly feel that Bai Julu had not used his full strength until now. Even in the crucial finals, no one could force him to use all his trump cards.
"Brother Yang, come on! I believe you can win!"
Ouyang Zushi felt Yang Ji's gaze and suddenly raised his fist with a look of fanaticism. For Yang Ji, Ouyang Zushi had reached the point of being almost blind.
However, everyone on the left and right, whether it was Zhao Hua, Lin Qingyan, or Chen Zhu, remained silent, which was in sharp contrast to Ouyang Zushi's enthusiasm.
No one dares to underestimate Baitou Mountain, especially after witnessing Bai Julu's battle. The higher the martial arts, the deeper the understanding of Bai Julu's strength, the more he feels the pressure Yang Ji is facing, and the less he dares to speak easily.
Come up with words that will win.
This ultimate challenge of the martial arts examination is destined to be full of thorns and difficulties.
"Yang Ji, come on. We are all on your side!"
Pan Chen patted Yang Ji's shoulder and said.
"Well. Do your best and believe in your own strength!"
Lin Qingyan nodded her head and said encouragingly.
"It's the last level. Defeat Bai Julu, you will be the last martial arts leader!"
Zhao Hua also spoke, everyone encouraged Yang Ji in their own way.
"Thanks."
Yang Ji smiled and understood what everyone meant. Everyone has a clear mind, so they couldn't say false things.
Yang Ji's eyes swept across everyone's faces and quickly looked away.
"No matter what, I must defeat Bai Julu. If I can't defeat him, how can I defeat Yang Xuanlan?"
A voice passed through Yang Ji's heart, rumbling like thunder, and then he quickly closed his eyes and silently adjusted his breathing.
The game has entered the final stage. In addition to Bai Julu, Yang Ji finally faced his last enemy.
"Next game, Yang Ji, Bai Wuji!"
Hearing this voice, Yang Ji's eyes flashed and he opened his eyes. In the crowd, he saw a white shadow flickering and floating, and instantly stepped onto the ring.
The sparkling eyes, the confident look, and the iconic Paektu Mountain robe. It was Bai Wuji who Yang Ji had met once before.
"Senior brothers, I'll go up there for a moment."
Yang Jida said. Then he jumped up. After a while, he landed on the ring several times.
"Bai Wuji!"
Yang Ji fell opposite Bai Wuji.
"Senior Brother Yang."
Bai Wuji smiled and bowed his hands. His attitude was neither humble nor overbearing. He seemed close but also seemed distant.
Yang Ji frowned. He had originally wanted to ask him a lot about Bai Yuanyuan, but the situation now was different from what he expected.
"Bai Wuji, you said before-"
Before Yang Ji could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Wuji:
"Senior Brother Yang, I don't know what you are talking about. The game is about to start, please!"
This situation was not what Yang Ji had expected. Bai Wuji's attitude and reaction were completely different from what he expected. It seemed as if he had completely forgotten what he said before.
Before he had time to think too much, Yang Ji heard a familiar voice in his ear:
"Game start!"
"call!"
A stream of blood rushed towards him. This blood was different from most warriors. It was not blood red, but as white as snow, exuding a holy smell.
But the strength is the same.
"boom!"
Without any time to think, Yang Ji stepped on his feet, stretched out his left arm, and performed the "Head Up" move. The rolling blood energy turned into a solid barrier on his body, blocking Bai Wuji in one fell swoop.
After Yang Ji understood "Baxia's Wrath", he gained further insights into the entire "Baxia Futian Fist". At the same time, the moves are now more flexible and more rounded.
Bai Wuji failed in one move and was not angry at all. His body swayed and an afterimage appeared on Yang Ji's left side. His body remained unchanged and he attacked with another move.
"Boom!"
The rolling blood energy was like frost and snow, violently bombarding Yang Ji's blood-red barrier. The light and shadow behind him intertwined, showing the illusion of glaciers and snowy mountains. The blood energy intersected, and a cold artistic conception penetrated into his body. He wanted to
Frozen Yang Ji’s bone marrow bloodline affects the blood energy in Yang Ji’s body!
"Good exercise!"
Yang Ji's eyes lit up. The Baitoushan Kung Fu practiced by Bai Wuji seemed to be different from others. It contained a bit of the cold smell of the snowy mountains.
But for Yang Ji, mastering the power of the Flame Demon, among other things, happened to be able to restrain Bai Wuji's special technique.
Rumbling, the blood energy in Yang Ji's body roared, like the roar of the river and the sea. The rolling fire of the demon instantly drove away this icy mood.
With a thought in his mind, Yang Ji moved his hands, trying to unite his blood and the fire of the demon. He was preparing a counterattack when he heard a short and low voice:
"Senior Brother Yang, Miss Yuanyuan is in danger now!"
"Um?"
Yang Ji's brows jumped, and the strength that was originally ten percent was immediately reduced to seven or eight points, and the scorching flame demon fire was also weakened by seven points by Yang Ji. With a bang, Bai Wuji was knocked out.
"Senior Brother Yang, what a great skill, take another move from me!"
A few feet away, Bai Wuji shouted loudly, blood boiling in his body. Like frost and snow, he headed towards Yang Jizhen like an avalanche. He looked as if nothing had happened.
"I see."
Yang Ji's heart moved and he understood instantly. He jumped up and fought with Bai Wuji again.
Boom boom boom!
The fierce wind was powerful, the energy was surging, and two kinds of blood energy, one red and one white, enveloped the arena. The two people seemed to be trying their best, but the center of the battlefield was a completely different story.
"what is going on?"
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
"It's hard to explain this matter. I also have my own difficulties. Miss Yuanyuan's affairs are now taboo in the sect and no one is allowed to talk about it. I am someone close to the miss and my senior brothers have been keeping a close eye on me. Especially last time.
This is even more true after coming into contact with you. I am strictly prohibited from talking to you about Miss Yuanyuan."
Bai Wuji said anxiously.
Yang Ji was shocked. He turned around and saw a famous disciple from Mount Paektu under the ring looking at him with a gloomy expression.
"boom!"
The red and white blood energy trembled. Bai Wuji was shaken away by a palm, and then his body swayed and he rushed towards him again:
"Yang Ji, Mount Paektu is one of the Five Holy Lands. If the lady doesn't really have no one to help, she will never let me come to you. No matter what, you must help her."
"The lady said that you are smart, decisive, and have a good sense of the overall situation. With your help, she will definitely be able to get out of the current predicament and escape."
Bai Wuji looked at Yang Ji with extremely sincere eyes.
Yang Ji remained silent. Bai Yuanyuan's evaluation of him really moved him. However, Yang Ji really couldn't understand what situation was so serious that Bai Yuanyuan, the descendant of Mount Paektu, needed to come to him for help.
"A gentleman dies for a confidant, and a woman looks for someone who pleases her." Although Yang Ji and Bai Yuanyuan have not reached this point, she can still think of sending someone to ask for help when she is in trouble. This trust alone is enough.
It is already very valuable.
Not to mention, the two of them were still going through life and death in Pingchuan City. Yang Ji even asked her to give her the "Five Ghost Transporter" from Paektu Mountain without hesitation!
These thoughts came and went, just passing through Yang Ji's mind in an instant.
"You have to tell me what's going on, otherwise, I can't help you at all."
Yang Ji thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.
"Senior brothers are keeping a close eye on you, so I can't possibly talk to you in the ring. But Miss Yuanyuan has a handwritten letter for you. Please wait for my news."
As Bai Wuji said that, his Dantian suddenly shook, his blood energy exploded, and he and Yang Ji separated from each other with a loud bang. Yang Ji didn't move at all, but Bai Wuji's body shook, staggered a few steps, and "almost" fell off the ring.
"No need to fight!"
Bai Wuji suddenly stretched out a palm and stopped Yang Jidao from a few feet away:
"Now that the martial arts examination has been carried out, the situation has become very clear. I ask myself that I can't be more powerful than Shi Zhongye. Attacking you can't do anything to you, and continuing to fight is a waste of time. - Yang Ji, I give up!"
As soon as the voice fell, he jumped up and flew away from the ring with a swish, and fell off the stage.
"good!"
There was a burst of applause under the ring, and they were quite impressed by Bai Wuji's "decisiveness". By now, everyone knew that the top three in this martial arts examination were Yang Ji, Shi Zhongye, and Bai Julu.
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Shi Zhongye has lost, and the remaining battle for leadership is between Yang Ji and Bai Julu. As for the others——
What difference does it make whether you are ranked fourth or twelfth? They are all just Wu Xiucai!
Yang Ji understood, swayed his robes, and walked down the stage.
"Yang Ji!"
When we reached the last level of the stairs, a group of people suddenly blocked us.
Yang Ji raised his head and saw a circle of Baitou Mountain disciples standing in front of him with their arms folded, looking at him with an unkind look. Among these people, Yang Ji suddenly saw several familiar faces, including Bai Wujuan.
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"What? Are you trying to change the rules of the game and cause trouble in the martial arts palace?"
Yang Ji sneered.
He had fought against several of these people, and they were all defeated by his hands.
"Hmph! Stop changing the subject for us!"
"What are you and Bai Wuji talking about up there?"
"You don't think we can't see it, do you?"
…
A group of Paektu Mountain disciples said angrily.
"Since you are so powerful and have seen everything, why do you come to me?"
Yang Ji said coldly.
"Hmph! Yang Ji, stop pretending to be confused."
Among the crowd, Bai Wujuan stood out, took a few steps forward, looked at Yang Ji and said coldly:
"I remember telling you before, stay away from Junior Sister Yuanyuan. Your status is very different. Junior Sister Yuanyuan is not something you can afford."
"oh?"
Hearing these words, Yang Ji felt disgusted, his pupils shrank, and he said coldly: "What if I insist on it? Is it just up to you?"
Yang Ji's character has always been about being soft-spoken and not being threatened at all. The more he threatens him, the more he will do it, and the effect will be counterproductive!
"asshole!"
Everyone was furious, Yang Ji clearly looked down on him.
"enough!"
Suddenly, a majestic voice came from behind. The white giant deer, with a majestic appearance and a majestic expression, walked over from behind. (To be continued)