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Zuo Yin's body naturally exudes a bloody aura, just like the way of martial arts recognized by his master Bai Changzhi - the way of killing, the knife in his hand is naturally used to kill.

Then it doesn't matter if you serve your family and country, and you don't care about love and hatred.

Between life and death, there is nothing else to do.

It's just life and death.

The surrounding candidates began to gradually disperse, and their eyes looked at Zuo Yin with complicated eyes.

Of course, they know what the identity of this seemingly indifferent but proud teenager is.

He came from Cangnan.

The Cangnan Army, which is listed as the strongest legion in the empire along with the Xuanbei Army.

Actual combat experience must not be something that those of them who have not yet seen blood can resist.

Hope you don't run into this guy too soon.

Most of them prayed in their hearts.

Bai Yifeng saw that the people around him gradually made room for the two of them, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, looking at the candidates one by one provocatively, their tails were about to reach the sky.

Zuo Yin was a little helpless, yesterday's impromptu remarks in the art of lobbying, although he also had his own thoughts for many days, but it was still a stroke of genius, which was rare.

He did not regret such remarks, but felt that he had played well.

Although it seems that at the moment, almost everyone knows that he is from Cangnan, and their evaluation of themselves in their hearts must be arrogant.

What people he doesn't know think of himself, he Zuo Yin has no ability to care, and he has no interest in care.

Let him go, and the pure will clear himself.

Bai Yifeng patted Zuo Yin's shoulder while Zuo Yin was thinking: "Hey, Brother Zuo, which girl are you missing?" ”

A look of ridicule on his face.

Zuo Yin was a little helpless, if he didn't say something, this product would inevitably be chattering non-stop.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Bai, you haven't started yet?" ”

Bai Yifeng nodded, "Like you, you have to wait, let's take a look at the first game first." ”

At this moment, the candidates in the first round of the competition are already standing in the ring.

In this ring, there are five zhang square, which is enough for candidates in the forging period.

Zuo Yin looked back, in the northeast corner of the venue, Ouyang Shun lightly jumped into the ring, and after feeling Zuo Yin's gaze, he looked over and smiled at Zuo Yin.

There is appreciation, and there is hostility.

Immediately, Ouyang Shun began to confront his opponent.

Zuo Yin also turned his head and looked at the venue.

This is the first time that two people have looked at each other.

But it's just the beginning.

On the ring, the sword light and sword shadow, you come and go, the two sides will dance with weapons, but Zuo Yin is a little sluggish.

He could naturally see that although the realm had gone up, the actual combat experience of the two people in front of him was not much.

This so-called actual combat experience is naturally not a salute before a soldier among peers.

It's a fight to the death.

If the blood is not drained, it is not a pity to die a battle to the death.

Zuo Yin put his left hand on his knife, raised his head and glanced at the sun, today is a rare good weather.

It's just that to his surprise, there were very few onlookers on the viewing platforms on both sides, which was very inconsistent with the crowds of people he saw on the periphery when he just came in.

It seems that today's test of the other two colleges is very attractive.

Just when Zuo Yin was thinking about it, in the ring, you sang and I appeared, and it had been three rounds.

At this time, the gentleman in the ring in front of Zuo Yin spoke: "No. 16, Zuo Yin, No. 7, Song Junyi." ”

Zuo Yin took a steady breath, and then jumped into the ring.

Opposite him was a scholar in a yellow shirt, who was incompatible with the military atmosphere of the martial arts hall, like a student of Taixue.

The man was weeping and mourning, obviously already thinking that he was going to be defeated.

Just kidding, look at the temperament of the guy called Zuo Yin, obviously there is more than one killing, and the same is true for Wutang, can people who have been in battle be the same as those of us?

It's just not fair.

But he can't control it so much at the moment, Song Junyi stared at Zuo Yin, slowly drew out his long sword, and with the weapon in his hand, his expression was much calmer.

Breathing, gradually steady.

Zuo Yin still had his right hand hanging down naturally, and his left hand was on the scabbard, silent.

As Mr. Wutang, who was in the middle of the two, waved his hand and retreated, Song Junyi's breathing became heavier again.

His body began to leap forward.

Zuo Yin slowly closed his eyes, and his body was like a river and a river, standing still.

The two men actually began to confront each other.

Around the venue, among all the rings in the later stage of the forging body, the competition between Zuo Yin and Song Junyi was the most eye-catching.

Everyone wanted to see if this guy who spoke out yesterday was indeed as tough as his words.

Or, just a strong outsider.

And now the confrontation between the two people obviously made the underground candidates a little dissatisfied, and some people even shouted directly: "Go on, don't be cowardly." ”

"That's it, hurry up, this competition has a time limit."

Zuo Yin still didn't move.

Song Junyi couldn't hold it back, he felt a heat and dryness, and then loosened his neckline with his hand.

Is this guy really pretending?

Song Junyi gritted his teeth.

The surrounding candidates saw Song Junyi's movement, and they were even more noisy.

"Come on, don't grind."

"Brother Song, I respect you as a man, so I'm going to beat that guy up and get angry for all of us."

"Yes, hurry up, it's all in the late stage of forging, what are you afraid of?"

The clamor among these candidates is boiling, as long as it is not too excessive, the martial arts hall will not care.

When you are in battle, how can you be disturbed by the outside world?

Song Junyi took a deep breath and looked at the guy in front of him who was still with his eyes closed, a little hateful.

Let you bluff.

Then move forward quickly.

The pace is sensitive, and the sword in his hand is tightened, aiming at Zuo Yin.

All the way to the rush.

Zuo Yin still didn't move.

It seems that it has not been heard.

The more Song Junyi moved forward, the more happy he was in his heart.

Their family's secret technique, the swallow thorn, is known for its swiftness.

This Zuo Yin is so big, the victory and defeat have been divided, but after winning, will he be humiliated, or will he step down lightly?

It's a tough question to decide.

Then when Song Junyi was five steps away from Zuo Yin, he instantly accelerated.

The sword in his hand pierced out like a spear.

Precise, fast and light.

Swallow thorns!

Zuo Yin opened his eyes suddenly, and the rich blood in his pupils made Song Junyi's heart tremble.

Immediately, Zuo Yin stepped heavily on the ring and dodged Song Junyi's sword sideways.

With the left hand, the long knife at the waist is forward.

The handle of the knife slammed directly into Song Junyi's abdomen.

Knocked back with one blow.

There was an uproar.

"Cough, cough" Song Junyi was like a lobster, arching himself on the ground, and kept rolling.

Saliva that keeps flowing out.

The candidates under the four were dumbfounded.

They could see Song Junyi's sword momentum, and many people knew the power of the Yan Thorn.

But it was dissolved.

Just one hit.

In retrospect, Zuo Yin's movements were simple and rough.

But it's very practical.

Everyone, secretly swallowed their saliva.

Next, don't run into this guy.

On the ring, Zuo Yin originally wanted to go down directly, but Mr. Wutang, who was in the corner of the ring, said:

"It's over."

Zuo Yin looked back nonchalantly, glanced at Mr. Wutang, and did not excuse himself, and jumped out of the ring directly.

As he jumped down, the candidates around him instantly dispersed.

The gentleman who spoke about Wutang was a little stunned, Zuo Yin's eyes just now, the secretly hidden killing, actually made him retreat a little.

This momentum is definitely not something that can be accumulated by killing a lot of people.

In the Cangnan Army this year, there is only such a Zuo Yin.

What is his identity?

The same question arises in everyone's mind.

Bai Yifeng is still fighting in the ring over there, this guy has no rules at all in fighting, although the weapon is a sword, he does not have a trace of neutral and peaceful momentum, but he looks like a gangster on the street.

In his hand, it was not so much a sword as a stick that he picked up casually, and he kept throwing it towards his opponent.

Not in style.

Bai Yifeng's opponent is obviously extremely aggrieved, this test, although winning or losing is important, but after all, he can accept it, but he can't accept it anyway by being smashed and lost by the guy in front of him without dignity.

Immediately, the opponent wailed indignantly, and blocked Bai Yifeng's sword with a sword, and was about to swing his fist.

Bai Yifeng laughed cheaply and kicked at the crotch of the man's pants.

At this moment, the two were separated by the gentleman of the martial arts.

Immediately, he announced that Bai Yifeng had won.

The opponent said incredulously: "After I punched this man in the face, he lost." ”

The gentleman who spoke of Wutang explained lightly: "He will be dizzy, but he will not fall, you are seriously injured in the lower body, and you will fall to the ground directly, and you don't have to participate in the next game." ”

The opponent glanced at Bai Yifeng hatefully, and arched his hand: "Your Excellency's high wind and bright festival are eye-catching. ”

Then he waved his sleeves and left.

Bai Yifeng was behind him and shouted: "That's right, I'm so high-spirited, Your Excellency has won the award." ”

Zuo Yin walked over with a smile and patted Bai Yifeng's shoulder, "You, you will be punished by God if you are so cheap." ”

Bai Yifeng patted his chest and exaggerated: "God's damnation, I'm so afraid." ”

The two laughed.

Bai Yifeng was still laughing, but suddenly he noticed something, looked up and looked around, but saw that the other candidates had made way for the two of them to open an open space.

Seeing the complicated eyes of the others, Bai Yifeng was a little puzzled, he glanced back at Zuo Yin, stabbed Zuo Yin's ribs, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, I said Brother Zuo, what did you do just now, why do they look a little afraid of you?" ”

Zuo Yin chuckled, "It's nothing." ”

Bai Yifeng didn't ask any more.

At this moment, "No. 16, Zuo Yin, No. 51, Wu Sheng." ”

So fast?

Zuo Yin and Bai Yifeng looked at each other, and then Bai Yifeng remembered something, and explained to Zuo Yin: "In the first round, each person will fight three games, and the ranking will be taken according to the victory, and the shorter the battle time, the higher the points will be, and the sooner the next battle will be arranged."

Zuo Yin regretted it a little at this time, he had just spent a lot of time with that Song Junyi.

Immediately rushed to the ring, it was still Mr. Wutang just now.

Zuo Yin thought about Bai Yifeng's words just now, and regardless of his opponent, his left hand was directly placed on the scabbard, and then he took the knife from his waist.

Opposite Zuo Yin, his opponent was a stout man, with a full beard and thick blood vessels, snaking on his forehead and neck, holding a thick iron rod in his hand, and he looked almost thirty years old.

Twenty years old is the entry threshold of the martial arts hall, and it is amazing to be able to look like this.

Zuo Yin didn't have time to take care of anything else, so he directly began to gather momentum.

The candidates in the audience were excited again. "Look, it's Wu Sheng!"

"Although Wu Sheng is said to be a reckless man, after all, he will drop ten times with one force, haha, this Zuo Yin has a hard time."

"Hehe, I'll see how arrogant he goes."

All of a sudden, everyone watched with interest.

But he didn't know that what Zuo Yin was thinking about was how to end the battle in the shortest possible time.

The winner has actually been decided.

Because he came from Cangnan.

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