Ling'er was checking every detail of Zhang Yi's clothes like a little daughter-in-law, for fear that something would be inappropriate.

"Okay, Sister Ling'er, I'm going to fight with others, not go on a blind date. Zhang Yi said helplessly to Ling'er with a serious face.

"What's wrong with the fight! You should also pay attention to your dress when fighting, your opponent is a golden armor, and people are wearing a golden armor, how majestic and majestic they are. Although we don't have armor to wear, at least we have to wear it neatly, and our external image is the first step to victory, Xin'er, are you right?" Ling'er reasoned with Zhang Yi while pulling Zhang Xin'er to help her speak.

Zhang Xin'er sighed and nodded gently, looking absent-minded. However, at this time, neither Zhang Yi nor Ling'er noticed Zhang Xin'er's abnormality.

Whenever faced with the two daughters' unanimous opinions, Zhang Yi could only listen, gave up resistance, and let Ling'er tidy up the clothes on his body that she didn't know how many times she had sorted out.

"If I don't leave, I'll be late again!" Zhang Yi reminded in a low voice.

Ling'er looked back and forth again, and only after making sure that there was no problem did she nod with satisfaction.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up the Demon Devouring Blood Sword and put it on his back, and after getting used to the long-lost weight, Zhang Yi took the lead in walking out of the door.

The midday sun is unusually scorching, and ordinary people simply can't be exposed to the sun for too long. But there is still a group of people in neat armor standing like sculptures under the scorching sun, the strict formation exudes a solemn atmosphere, the scorching sun like fire seems to have nothing to do with them, but seeing them percolating with the sweat seeping out of the gaps between the armors, Zhang Yi has a sincere admiration for them in his heart. The dazzling gold announced their identity as "Golden Armor Hua Longwei".

Zhang Yi roughly estimated, to say the least, there are one hundred and fifty people, this is almost all the Hua Longwei who appeared in the palace, so many Hua Longwei came to watch the competition not only because this competition has extraordinary significance, but also because at this moment, the martial arts arena is also wearing the same armor as them.

Somehow, although Hua Longwei on the stage was wearing a golden mask, Zhang Yi always felt a sense of familiarity in him, but he couldn't remember the identity of this person when he thought about it carefully. With doubts and puzzles, Zhang Yi walked up to Shangguan Enze, and after the etiquette was finished, he said respectfully: "Thank you, uncle, for making it complete." ”

Zhang Yi did not call Shangguan Enze His Majesty this time, because he felt that calling him uncle at this moment would be more able to express the gratitude in his heart.

Shangguan Enze did not hide his admiration, looked at Zhang Yi with a smile, and said in a gentle tone: "You don't have to thank me, this opportunity was earned by your own efforts." If you have to thank others, you should thank them, and it is they who intercede on your behalf and I will give you this opportunity. ”

Zhang Yi looked at the ministers who came to watch the battle, the hot weather made their foreheads full of sweat, but no one showed a complaining look, they all looked at Zhang Yi with a smile of kindness and encouragement. Zhang Yi didn't say anything, bent down ninety degrees and bowed deeply to everyone, then turned around and strode into the martial arts arena. It's useless to say anything about gratitude now, Zhang Yi wants to repay those who support them with victory.

"Come on Zhang Gongzi!" Zhang Yi, who had not yet entered the martial arts arena, heard the voices of many girls cheering for him, and Zhang Yi was surprised to see a group of beautifully dressed girls holding various flower umbrellas waving at him. Zhang Yi smiled at them politely, and then stopped looking at them, Zhang Yi, the daughter of these dignitaries and dignitaries, has never liked it. However, Zhang Yi's cold and cool appearance made them even more crazy.

Standing in front of Jinjia Hua Longwei, the sense of familiarity became clearer, and Zhang Yi couldn't help asking, "Do I know you?"

Jin Jia Hua Longwei did not answer Zhang Yi's question directly, but said in a cold voice: "If the son wants to know the identity of Zaixia, it is better to know than to know below. ”

"Coincidentally, I also like this Q&A. Zhang Yi didn't talk nonsense, took off the magic sword behind his back, and slammed it in front of him for a while, and then the giant sword weighing more than 350 catties was held by Zhang Yiping's side. The strong wind brought by the magic sword blew the black hair of the golden armor guard danced wildly, but the black eyes behind the mask did not blink.

The moment the huge vindictive shield enveloped the martial arts arena, it was as if someone had said a silent start, and the two of them ran at the same time. Zhang Yi was very excited at this time, and what he felt when he held the magic sword again was not heaviness but strength, and the full sense of strength made Zhang Yi want to vent as if he couldn't wait.

The distance of dozens of meters was fleeting, and when the distance between the two was less than two meters, the golden spear in Jin Jiawei's hand was the first to stab out, stabbing at the root of Zhang Yi's right arm at a tricky angle.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, the seemingly insipid shot of the golden armor guard put Zhang Yi in an offensive and defensive dilemma, and half of the momentum just now was lost. In desperation, Zhang Yi could only choose to dodge sideways. The spear pierced the air, Jin Jiawei's right hand shook, and the spear almost slammed against Zhang Yi's chest, but the power erupted from an inch distance, but Zhang Yi's entire body retreated dozens of steps uncontrollably, and Zhang Yi's chest was shaken.

Jin Jiawei didn't give Zhang Yi time to breathe, the spear leaned forward, and the golden spear head stabbed dozens of shots with a dazzling golden color in an instant. Jin Jiawei's marksmanship made Zhang Yi take aback, you must know that although Zhang Yi uses a heavy sword, but except for him, the Zhang family uses guns as weapons, and Zhang Yi also has a deep understanding of the Zhang family's marksmanship every day. Although the current Jin Jiawei is not using the Zhang family's marksmanship, it is indeed very similar.

Knowing the routine of the Golden Armor Guard's marksmanship, Zhang Yi naturally had a way to deal with it. The fighting qi in the body was running wildly, and the purple flames on the magic sword were suddenly flourishing. Zhang Yi ignored the gun net compiled by the golden guard, and brandished the magic sword to slash at one of the gun shadows.

"Zheng!"

After the sound of metal colliding, dozens of gun shadows disappeared, and Jin Jiawei was also shocked back by Zhang Yi's powerful sword before he stabilized his body. Zhang Yi couldn't see his expression through the mask, but he could guess that he must be very surprised now.

"It seems that it really won't work to use the imitation of the dragon marksmanship against the people of the Zhang family. Jin Jiawei said in a flat tone.

"Not necessarily, although I am from the Zhang family, you can also see that I use a heavy sword. You can try one of the other moves on me, and maybe it will work. Zhang Yi said badly.

"But I'm getting more and more curious about your identity, although your dragon shooting skills are not authentic, but the most have six points of similarity, tell me who you are? If you insist on not saying it, then I can only beat you until you say it." Zhang Yi looked at Jin Jiawei with sharp eyes.

"Willing to accompany ......"