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Chapter 288 Hidden Sword Palace, Jian Wujiu

The game continues!

Next, everyone in the Martial Hall truly saw what a real master is. Compared with the "stars" who were talked about in the streets and talked about by everyone before, these people are the real strong ones.

"These guys are scary!"

"When did we have so many masters come to Taiyuan Continent?"

"It's too strong. No wonder they had a bye in a major event like the martial arts examination and had five days of rest. If it hadn't been like this, I don't know how many people would have been eliminated!"



The seed players like Yang Ji caused a huge shock to everyone in the martial arts hall. Almost everyone solved the battle quickly and neatly, without any sloppiness.

This makes the strong ones picked out in the previous auditions look completely weak.

No matter what the Taiyuanzhou scholars in the Martial Palace thought, for Yang Ji, the focus of his concern was still his potential rivals.

Although not everyone in Gou Mangdian's test defeated the wooden puppet like Yang Ji, the rules of the competition were that the wooden puppet's palms only needed to be supported for a certain period of time.

It does not rule out that many people use this method to preserve their strength. So after the numbers were ranked, although Yang Ji defeated the wooden puppet, the number he received was still there.

In other words, before him, there were 22 people who successfully passed the test. Yang Ji was almost certain that these people had hidden their strength.

As for why this is done, it is obvious.

"boom!"

The air waves separated, and a dim sword energy was as straight as a pillar, and it was split open with one sword. There was only a roar, and the opponent in mid-air flew out with a roar, and hit the rainbow light of the arena.

"No. 26, Jian Wujiu wins!"

The sonorous voice of the examiner's adjutant soon resounded through the hall.

"It turns out his name is Jian Wujiu! There is actually someone named after Jian, what a strange surname!"

Yang Ji looked at the introverted figure on the ring, who looked ordinary and ordinary, but was also majestic and high-spirited, with a strange look on his face, and thoughts flashed through his mind.

This is the first time that Yang Ji knows the name of the heir to the Hidden Sword Palace. The heir of this sect is different from others in that he actually takes Jian as his surname.

And unlike other seed players, Jian Wujiu didn't hide his strength at all. He just followed the normal competition and made an ordinary chop with his sword.

This sword seemed to be tailor-made, not too strong, but just enough to defeat his opponent!

"Brother, look at that man. He couldn't move in the ring just now. Why does it seem like nothing happened at all now? Isn't his resilience so amazing?"

Ouyang Zushi suddenly pointed to the distance and said, his voice full of surprise.

Those candidates who fought against the seeded contestants were basically seriously injured. This was the case for Chen Bo when he met Yang Ji, and it was also the case for others when they met the people from Paektu Mountain and Heishui Cliff.

Basically, there is no one without injuries. But the player who fought Jian Wujiu looked like he was fine at all.

"oh?"

Yang Ji turned around and looked, along the steps going down from the ring, and sure enough, Yang Ji saw the player who lost to Jian Wujiu. He had already reached the bottom of the steps at this time.

As Ouyang Zushi said, this man was indeed not injured. When he was walking, no matter how energetic he was, there was nothing wrong with him. He just had a red face.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji just glanced at it, his expression suddenly changed, and his heart immediately stirred up a huge wave.

"It's not that his recovery power is amazing. It's that he wasn't injured at all!"

Yang Ji said in a deep voice.

"ah?"

Ouyang Zishi looked puzzled. He was not strong enough and could not see many problems like Yang Ji. Yang Ji's words made him a little confused.

"What do you mean, senior brother? But he was indeed injured just now and couldn't move at all?"

Yang Ji did not speak. He turned to look at the figure on the stage, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. Hidden Sword Palace is one of the five holy places. He knew that the people in Hidden Sword Palace were very powerful, but Yang Ji did not expect that his

His swordsmanship has actually reached this point.

"It's not that he was injured, it's just that his acupoints were sealed and his blood was frozen."

Yang Ji said lightly, looking at the figure slowly walking down. He took a deep breath:

"This Jian Wujiu's cultivation in the way of swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle. His control over the sword energy has been controlled by his heart, and he has reached the state of 'no harm'!"

The innate ability of kendo is attack. It exists for the purpose of attack. Although kendo in the world is defenseless, just like the blade of the sword, the offensive nature has been integrated into the marrow of all kendo.

Even when defending, swordsmanship is extremely aggressive. So it is the combination of offense and defense. Jian Wujiu slashed down with his sword, clearly hitting the opponent without any hesitation, but the opponent was completely helpless.

Injury, there is no injury at all, it is just that the blood energy was blocked during the battle.

This kind of "no harm" state is much more difficult than defeating or seriously injuring the opponent. The state of mind is different.

"Has the swordsmanship in the Hidden Sword Palace reached this point? It can control the sword energy inspired, every detail!"

Yang Ji took a deep breath, and his heart went up and down.

Ji Wujiu's seemingly ordinary sword strike shocked him too much.

Also as a master of swordsmanship, Yang Ji has a subtle awareness and can discover every subtle flaw of his opponent. He can also control the blood and energy in his body freely.

Even the flying swords released may disperse or gather together, fight individually, or attack together. Each flying sword seems to be controlled by a strong martial artist.

Opponents who fight Yang Ji often have the illusion of being surrounded by more than ten masters at the same time!

This is the power of "Ancient Swordsmanship" and what Yang Jishen is proud of!

It wasn't until he saw this heir of the Hidden Sword Palace that Yang Ji realized that the sword energy could still be used in this way. He hit the opponent with one sword, but the target was unharmed.

This kind of sending and receiving is done by the heart, so exquisite that every inch of the sword energy and sword light are not even possible by Yang Ji, let alone anyone else.

In this Jian Wujiu, Yang Ji saw a brand new path of swordsmanship!

The competition continued in the main hall, and more and more masters came on the stage. Yang Ji and Ouyang Zushi stood together and gathered together to gather their thoughts. Abandoning the utilitarianism, this year's martial arts examination was actually quite exciting.

Especially after five days, a large number of ordinary candidates were eliminated, and those who remained were the elites. Each of these competitions was extremely fierce, and the level of excitement even completely exceeded the finals of the scholar examination.

"No. 30 Ouyang Zhuming!..."

Suddenly, a voice came into his ears. Hearing this name, Yang Ji's heart moved.

"Senior brother, look, it's my ninth brother!"

Ouyang Zushi suddenly pointed to the stage and shouted excitedly.

"Um."

Yang Ji nodded and looked back, but he was secretly surprised. It was beyond his expectation that Ouyang Zhuming could be ranked as the last seed player.

In fact, thinking back carefully, Yang Ji still doesn't know what Ouyang Zhuming's strength is until now.

"Ninth brother, come on!"

Ouyang Zizhi ignored Yang Ji next to him and jumped up happily, waving his hands while jumping. He completely turned into a fan of Ouyang Zhuming.

This made Yang Ji couldn't help but secretly sigh. After all, they belong to the same family, and after Ouyang Zizhi jumped into the core circle of the family, the relationship with the backbone of these families will become closer and better.

Thinking of this, Yang Ji couldn't help but secretly feel happy for Ouyang Zishi.

On the ring, Ouyang Zhuming seemed to hear something. He glanced in the direction of Yang Ji, not sure if he heard it or not.

"No. 30 Ouyang Zhuming wins!"

The battle ended cleanly. After all, he was a disciple of a noble family, and his background, power, resources, etc. were not comparable to ordinary people. It was still difficult for ordinary people to defeat these disciples of aristocratic families.

"Haha, Brother Yang! Brother Six!"

As soon as Ouyang Zhuming got off the stage, he ran straight in the direction of Yang Ji and Ouyang Zishi, with enthusiasm on his face:

"There are too many people. I was wondering where you were before. If the stage wasn't high enough and I could see far, I really wouldn't have been able to spot you."

Brothers Ouyang Zishi and Ouyang Zhuming hugged each other fiercely, and then stood still in front of Yang Ji.

"Congratulations!"

Yang Ji smiled.

"No, senior brother is still great. That Chen Bo was unlucky. When he met senior brother, his confidence was completely shattered."

Ouyang Zhu Mingdao.

Chen Bo's strength is actually not that bad, but it's a pity that he lost so badly in the first game that his confidence was completely destroyed. His subsequent performances were all weak, and now the whole audience is booing.

"I don't have enough perseverance and my determination is not firm enough. The outcome will be sooner or later, but it has nothing to do with me. I still won't talk about him."

Yang Ji said calmly.

"That is."

Ouyang Zhuming nodded. "Obviously", who had been the most popular figure in the five days before the martial arts examination, was just forgotten by the two of them, and he was not even able to discuss it. There is no doubt that Chen Bo will be eliminated.

"There are really too many masters in the martial arts examination this time. My family still hopes that I can win Wu Jieyuan, but looking at it now, to be honest, I feel uncertain!"

Ouyang Zhuming said with a stunned look on his face. Yang Ji is now also a guest of the Ouyang family, and there is no need to hide it in front of him. Although he was hidden just now, to be honest, Ouyang Zhuming didn't feel relaxed at all.

"There are so many masters inside and outside the continent. Looking at the whole audience, who dares to say that they are so sure?"

Yang Jidao.

His strength is considered to be strong, and he has all kinds of treasures on him. But to be honest, even Yang Ji is not sure.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to say that. It seems that others are even more out of luck. The few days before the martial arts examination, including today, are just a formality. The real martial arts examination candidate has to be among our thirty seeded contestants, that is

I wonder who will have the last laugh and successfully win Wu Jieyuan?"

Ouyang Zhu Mingdao.

Yang Ji didn't speak, but he believed Ouyang Zhuming's words in his heart. The thirty seed contestants represented the strongest candidates. Wu Jieyuan should have appeared here.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a rumble and the earth shook. This huge sound exceeded any previous battle. It was like the sound of a giant hitting the ground! (To be continued)

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