Wang Xian had just taken action when a strong killing aura immediately enveloped the arena, suppressing Cao Meng's aura. At this moment, what everyone saw was no longer the arena, but thousands of troops and horses tearing apart.
The battlefield of killing.
"Cao Meng's strength... seems to be very unsuitable for this murderous aura."
Lu Ling accompanied Yang Ji and spoke in an attitude of discussing current affairs.
"Um."
Yang Ji raised his eyebrows and nodded. This Cao Meng was not weak in strength. Although he was a little worse than Wang Xian, he was not suppressed from the beginning.
Wang Xian's battlefield-like momentum clearly made him uncomfortable.
"Pingchuan County is located on the border, far away from the battlefield. At most, everyone only competes in martial arts, and has no experience of such battlefield conquests. It is human nature to be unable to adapt to the murderous atmosphere of the people in the army."
Yang Ji was silent, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.
The aura of brutal killing inherited from the military family is something that no clan or force can have. If you can't adapt to the opponent's powerful oppression and are timid before fighting, you will lose three points in the first place.
"I have also experienced the test of life and death, and the fierce green forest bandits, but I don't know if I can withstand the atmosphere of a soldier killing on the battlefield."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
The evil aura on Wang Xian's body was very strong, so strong that even Yang Ji was frightened when he watched from the sidelines, let alone Cao Meng, who was facing his enemy.
Bang bang bang!
The arena turned into the center of a storm, and Wang Xian and Cao Meng collided violently like two ferocious beasts. The two were so fast that they could hardly see their figures clearly, and only two blurred figures, one black and one red, could be seen.
blood.
The bloody energy was naturally that of Cao Meng. As for the black fog, Yang Ji guessed that it was the effect of the "Black Evil Fist" practiced by Wang Xian.
"Quick, ruthless and accurate, this guy is definitely a powerful enemy."
A flash of lightning flashed in Yang Ji's mind.
Wang Xian, who was born in a military family, showed stronger strength than any opponent he had ever fought. Neither Shen Tong nor Zhao Qi could compete with Wang Xian. Moreover, Wang Xian had extremely rich combat experience. Yang Ji observed
After all this time, no flaws have been discovered.
In the ring, the battle between Cao Meng and Wang Xian has reached a fever pitch. "Wang Xian" is really strong, but Cao Meng is obviously not like "Li Xing". Even if his momentum is suppressed by Wang Xian, Wang Xian still has trouble defeating him.
It's not easy.
"It's almost the same, Cao Meng is going to lose!"
Beside, Lu Ling suddenly said.
Boom boom boom!
Almost at the same time, as if in response to Lu Ling's judgment, there was a sudden violent roar on the stage. The powerful power of the two people set off a huge storm on the stage, and the violent air flow swept through an area of more than fifty steps. Even Lu Ling
The heavy armor leaves on his body were also blown loudly.
"Buzz!"
Without any warning, the two figures went from extreme movement to extreme stillness. Cao Meng kept the same action as before the attack, with his eyes wide open and his throat rumbling. Four or five blood holes in his body were gushing out blood at the same time. And Wang
The two fingers of Xian were like sharp arrows, piercing deeply into his chest.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Wang Xian's serious and calm face and Cao Meng's unbelievable eyes were deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.
Hiss!
The entire rematch stadium was quiet for a minute, and then there was a gasp. Faced with this scene, many people felt deeply shocked.
boom!
When Cao Meng stepped back with his eyes wide open, like a wooden stake, the whole arena let out a roar, and everyone was shocked by Wang Xian.
Yang Ji was also shocked and looked at Wang Xian's bloody fingers and calm face in surprise.
"Military doctor, military doctor!..."
The captain of the army who was presiding over the competition in the ring raised his eyebrows, stepped over in three or two steps, stretched out his fingers to touch Cao Meng, and then sprinkled some golden sore medicine on him for rough treatment. Soon a doctor from the army carried Cao Meng out from behind.
Go down.
The crowd was talking a lot. For most people, no matter how brutal the previous competition was, the final result was either the opponent being kicked out of the ring, or the opponent admitting defeat and believing that his skills were inferior to others.
This was the first time for many people to see blood in the martial arts examination. Wang Xian’s last poke left a deep impression on people. The human body is not tofu, but Wang Xian’s ten fingers are the sharpest steel fingers.
.
For many people, the martial arts examination, which is held every three years, is just a martial arts competition, but for others, this is obviously not the case.
"This guy is too strong!..."
Han Bin murmured. Although he had known Wang Xian's information for a long time, this was the first time he saw his fingers piercing into the opponent's body like daggers.
Previous opponents could only force out Cao Meng's "Black Evil Fist", but could not force out his unique skill. Obviously, Cao Meng was stronger than any opponent Wang Xian had ever encountered before!
"Yang Ji, this Wang Xian is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you may not be his opponent."
Lu Ling said with rare seriousness.
Everyone here is not as good as her. If it weren't for Yang Ji, she wouldn't come here at all. But even with Lu Ling's vision, self-awareness and pride, she has to admit that there are indeed many talents in this year's martial arts examination.
There are few masters. At least this Wang Xian, even she cannot ignore.
"really."
Yang Ji nodded. He felt no less danger in Wang Xian than Cao Meng in the ring:
"His martial arts skills are very good, with few flaws, and he has extremely rich practical experience. If you want to defeat him..., his boxing skills must be extremely strong and powerful, lacking a little bit of psychic change. This may be the only chance of victory."
Lu Ling turned around and glanced at Yang Ji, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"In half a year, it seems that you have put in a lot of hard work."
Lu Ling said with an admiring look:
"However, you have to be careful about his external Kung Fu training. His secret skill of steel fingers has nothing to do with martial arts. It is the result of tempering with drugs since childhood. It is numb, painful and itchy, and ordinary people cannot persist at all. He can practice it casually
To reach the point of piercing the human body with your finger requires at least ten years of hard work. It’s not easy!”
Success is not a fluke. Lu Ling's family has a long history of learning, and he naturally knows the secret skills of Wang Xian's steel.
Yang Ji nodded. There was no good way to deal with Wang Xian's ten steel fingers. The best way was to dodge his "steel fingers" and avoid being stabbed by him.
Cao Meng was injured a lot just because he fought fiercely with him. But if this was the case, then he would be timid in the battle. It would be good to be able to exert 50% of his 100% strength.
Yang Ji was silent, his heart heavy. He had to admit that even he felt huge pressure due to the strength of "Wang Xian".
"There is no invincible martial arts in this world. Wang Xian is not the strongest in this martial arts examination. If he wants to enter the final gold list, he must be defeated. There must be some way to restrain him."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
There were only 24 people in the second round of the martial arts test. Excluding the opponents who had lost seven consecutive games and were eliminated, the remaining people had to face more than half of the 24 people.
Yang Ji has no choice but to avoid "Wang Xian" in the second round of retests. And although "Wang Xian" is powerful, it is just a preliminary internal training and has not yet officially laid the foundation, let alone the second level.
"Blood like pulp".
In this martial arts examination, I dare not say that everyone can defeat him. But Yang Ji is at least certain that if he meets Li Chen, Li Chen can definitely defeat Wang Xian.
Wang Xian's ten "steel fingers" could never be more powerful than a broadsword. Li Chen could defeat four sword-wielding green forest gangsters, so naturally he could defeat Wang Xian.
"Cao Meng is just injured, Wang Xian wins, the game continues!——"
Soon, after the inspection, the military captain announced the results.
According to the rules of the imperial court, if you kill other candidates in the martial arts examination, you will be deprived of the qualification to participate even if you win.
This was to avoid turning the "Martial Arts Examination" used by the imperial court to select talents into a bloody killing feast. Although Wang Xian's "steel finger" was terrifying, he obviously controlled his attacks and did not attack Cao Meng's vital points.
After Wang Xian heard the announcement, he left the ring calmly without any change.
Next, a steady stream of "masters" entered the ring. Except for "Li Xing's" accident, most of them performed admirably.
"Next game, No. 0043 Zuo Guangdou..."
Hearing this name, Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat and he looked up sharply. Among the dense crowd, a black figure stood still and jumped onto the ring.
This man wore a huge bamboo hat on his head, was covered with a piece of black cloth, and was also dressed in black. He looked eerie and strange.
As soon as this person appeared in the ring, the temperature of the entire arena suddenly dropped a few points, and the crowd was silent, giving it a depressing feeling.
Lu Ling's originally careless eyes suddenly became focused, and his attitude became much more serious.
"Danger, very dangerous..."
Yang Ji stared at the dark figure on the stage. This person was even more terrifying than Wang Xian made him feel.
Zuo Guangdou's opponent also entered the ring. He was tall and thick. Standing on the stage, he looked like a strong bear standing upright. And compared with his age, he was obviously much taller.
Zuo Guangdou stood opposite him, obviously a head shorter.
His stature makes him obviously not afraid of "Zuo Guangdou".
"Game start!--"
The voice of the military captain had just sounded, and a blurry black shadow was as fast as lightning, and it immediately passed half of the arena.
Swish, swish, swish!
Accompanied by a panicked and painful scream, the game ended. The tall young man, who was as strong as a bear, had three bone-deep sword wounds on his body, and the last sword pierced his chest directly, close to his heart.
position, penetrated him from the back, and lifted his entire feet off the ground.
Too fast, too fast!...
Almost at the beginning of the game, this tall and burly young man was lifted up in the air like a rag doll. Blood sprayed from his chest, but he did not dare to move because the "heart" was next to him.
The scene was cruel, cold-blooded, and terrifying. Everyone could see the terror of death in the young man's eyes. If he moved even a little bit, he would be doomed.
Most of the stadium was silent, everyone was shocked by this scene, and the soles of their feet felt cold.
If Wang Xian made people see "blood", then this candidate named "Zuo Guangdou" made everyone deeply understand what "helplessness" and "cruelty" mean.
"No, don't kill me..."
The pleading voice of the burly young man made everyone feel cold in their hearts. Many people wanted to say something and make angry sounds, but nothing came out.