"Where did you learn your sword skills?"
Just after leaving the "Martial Palace", I heard Lu Ling say.
"I really can't hide it from you."
Yang Ji was startled, then laughed. The way he put his five fingers together to form a sword to deal with Wang Xian was indeed using a sword technique. Almost no one could tell this, but obviously Lu Ling was not included.
"It's a long story. In fact, I learned this from the people in the green forest..."
Yang Ji didn't hide anything, and roughly told what happened.
Han Bin was surprised when he heard this. This was the first time he heard these things.
"I'm not very familiar with this sword technique. If Wang Xian's steel finger is too powerful, I won't use this technique."
Yang Jidao.
"Is this what you've been thinking about at Dilong Restaurant?"
Lu Ling said.
"Well, I had some ideas at that time, but they were not perfect yet."
Yang Ji laughed.
At noon at "Dilong Restaurant", Yang Ji hardly used chopsticks, he was just thinking about how to deal with Wang Xian.
Wang Xian's "steel fingers" are indestructible, and inserting someone is like inserting tofu. In this case, it is impossible to compete with him head-on.
The only thing that can deal with "swords" is "knives", so Yang Jicai thought of the sword skills he stole from Lu Lin Han Fei.
However, it is not that simple to deal with Wang Xian. Yang Ji also found a way to restrain himself after fighting him personally and catching the "rhythm" of his attacks.
"Oh, this method is indeed good, but you have to be careful. Before you compete, I went to the other side. There is a man named Bai Shengming, so you must be careful."
Lu Ling said while taking off his heavy helmet.
"Bai Shengming!..."
Yang Ji and Han Bin stopped at the same time, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.
"What? You know."
Lu Ling frowned and glanced at the two of them in surprise:
"That's fine. According to my observation, so far, none of you have been able to push his strength. If there are no accidents, this guy will be the strongest in this martial arts examination."
"Isn't even Zuo Guangdou as strong as him?"
Han Bin blurted out.
"No. If Zuo Guangdou makes a move, he can't stop him. So far, no one has been able to defeat him!"
Lu Ling was decisive.
"His!"
Han Bin gasped. Lu Ling is the daughter of the city lord's palace, and her strength far exceeds that of him and Yang Ji. After she went to see it in person, there was nothing wrong with what she said.
"I didn't expect him to be so strong."
Han Bin said secretly.
Yang Ji didn't speak, but his face didn't look very good either.
"Zuo Guangdou" is recognized as the strongest player in Yang Ji's division. Although his methods are cruel, his swordsmanship is surprisingly high. Although Wang Xian is powerful, there is still a lot of gap between him and Zuo Guangdou in terms of strength.
Lu Ling actually said that this "Zuo Guangdou" is no match for Bai Shengming. You can only imagine how powerful "Bai Shengming" is!
"If possible, I hope to compete with him in the finals."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart, feeling a sense of expectation.
Eight years of suppression left a huge gap between Yang Ji and his peers. But now, this gap has basically been equal. Unless he has a family background and can reach a higher level than himself, he will never be too much stronger.
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Lu Ling actually said that Bai Shengming was strong enough to defeat Zuo Guangdou with one move. This really made Yang Ji feel awe-inspiring but also curious.
"But this matter is not urgent for the time being. Only after passing the second round of re-examination will I have time to worry about these things."
Yang Ji thought secretly in his heart.
Compared with what happened in the finals, "Zuo Guangdou" is what Yang Ji needs to worry about. This person is ruthless and ruthless, and is an extremely dangerous person.
According to the competition rules of the martial arts examination, by the end of the second round of re-examination, Yang Ji has at least a half chance of encountering this cruel guy.
"Time is tight, I want to practice outside the city."
Yang Ji turned to Lu Ling and Han Bin and said, "A maximum of three games can be played in a game. After defeating Wang Xian, Yang Ji has no competition today."
"Well. I have to go back. This armor is really heavy to wear. I still prefer to wear casual clothes."
Lu Ling shook the helmet in his hand, showed a bright smile and said:
"I still have some time tomorrow, so I might not be able to watch your game. Yang Ji, come on, before your final game, I will find a way to spend some time with you to discuss and learn from each other. Zuo Guangdou is not weak, so don't be careless.
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Not far away, several guards from the City Lord's Mansion were waiting. Lu Ling turned around, smiled at Yang Ji, and immediately turned around and left.
After separating from Han Bin, Yang Ji went straight to the waterfall outside the city.
In the following days, Yang Ji exercised outside the city all night, guiding his blood energy to temper his internal organs. He made great progress every day.
Yang Ji had already accumulated a lot of blood energy in his body, but he just lacked correct guidance. Now that he knew the method of refining the internal organs from Lu Ling, he naturally made rapid progress.
On the second day, Yang Ji defeated two opponents in succession, and his winning record accumulated to five games.
On the third day, Yang Ji's winning record has accumulated to seven games. The "seven games" are won by the weak, and they are basically eliminated. But if they are used by the strong, they can win a day's rest.
At least, in the next day, Yang Ji will not be scheduled to compete again.
"boom!"
Dust was flying, and a pair of lifelike iron fist gloves was thrown at Yang Ji's feet, making a dull sound of gold and iron.
"Here you go! The gloves at the blacksmith's shop have been made a long time ago, but I couldn't find you and I didn't see you going to get them. So I brought them over for you."
Lu Ling, dressed in goose-yellow clothes and with a dashing appearance, walked over from the opposite side of the pool with striding steps.
Wow!
Yang Ji walked out of the pool dripping wet, and in a flash of blood, the clothes on his body were dried.
Yang Ji picked up the fine iron gloves on the ground, put them on and tried them on. The size was suitable and they were very flexible when bending and stretching. Yang Ji looked carefully and found that there were some small areas where the nails of this pair of fine iron gloves moved.
The small and exquisite design makes the fine iron gloves flexible and will not fall off easily.
"Yes. This pair of iron fists is indeed very good. Thank you."
Yang Jishu stretched his fingers twice and said happily.
This pair of fine iron gloves is quite comfortable, and the inside is relatively smooth. Although it is not very refined, it is still up to standard. It is more than enough to withstand swords in the martial arts examination.
"Yang Ji, you haven't lost many times in the martial arts examination. Hehe, come and compete with me!"
Lu Ling said while moving her hands and feet. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes flashed with a cunning look.
"This is not good. My level is not as high as yours."
Yang Ji smiled and immediately guessed what she was thinking.
"This is easy to handle. I just need to lower my strength to the same level as you."
Lu Ling leaves no room for doubt.
"boom!"
Lu Ling stepped into a horse stance. Suddenly, she heard a rumble, and a huge suction force suddenly appeared in her abdomen. The surrounding air roared continuously, and even the water in the pool made a splashing sound, as if
Pushed by a giant hand, he rushed towards Lu Ling's feet.
"!!!"
Yang Ji was shocked in his heart. Although he knew that Lu Ling was stronger than him, he did not expect to be so powerful. Compared with when they met half a year ago, her strength was obviously much stronger.
On the other side, Lu Ling closed her eyes slightly. The blood on her body was like a tide, collapsing and shrinking towards her Dantian. The breath on her body also changed rapidly. But in the blink of an eye, the thickness of blood on Lu Ling's body dropped to the same level as that of Yang Ji.
To be continued...