And almost at the same time, in the other direction, Zhang Daoyi glanced at the stage hatefully, and then waved his hand and walked out with all the juniors.

Today is Yang Ji's festival, and it is also the festival of all martial artists, but it is definitely not his Zhang Daoyi's festival!

His festival had been cut off by Yang Ji two days earlier.

Staying here now, watching Yang Ji proud on stage, will only add to the blockage!

Swish!

With a flick of the big sleeves, the group of people did not stop, and quickly disappeared outside.

......

Yang Ji stood in the ring, condescending, and everything could be seen clearly. Seeing that the people of Taiyuan Palace's mansion drove away when they reached the top, Yang Ji's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of haze!

However, Yang Ji didn't say anything.

"What do you think?"

A voice came from his ear, with a smile, not high or low, just enough for himself to hear.

Yang Ji turned his head to take a look, and found that the examiner next to him was holding his arm and looking at the stage with a smile, so that people couldn't tell that he was talking to himself.

"Your Excellency, the Prince, this trip is not for nothing. You are the leader of the martial arts in Langya County, you don't know what you have taken, right?"

Zhou Tong smiled, his eyes were bright, and he roamed the crowd in the audience, still making it impossible to see that he was talking.

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he vaguely thought of something.

"Prince Taiyuan has increased the reward?"

Yang Ji relaxed and whispered tentatively.

"Of course. Just when the audience first came. Although it is in the form of rewarding the first place, Wu Jieyuan!"

Zhou Tong smiled, glanced back at Yang Ji, and then put Yang Ji's right arm down.

"Oh?"

Yang Ji's heart moved, and many thoughts vaguely flashed in his mind, but he didn't say anything. The audience cheered, just like Zhou Tong said. It's a festival to enjoy and celebrate, and it's a festival of its own.

As for the future, that's all for later!

"One day, you will be like me, in this ring, and achieve the same achievements as me!"

Yang Ji made a move. Suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly towards the crowded candidates. Even Zhou Tong didn't expect this scene, and in an instant, the entire hall was even more excited, and the boiling sound directly raised a notch!

Countless people screamed with excitement at this sentence!

Yang Ji wouldn't have known that the words he shouted at the moment would echo in the martial arts hall of Taiyuan Continent for thousands of years to come, and inspire countless people to follow and impact, impacting the supreme peak of martial arts!

"Well done!"

Zhou Tong threw a glance of appreciation. At the same time, he secretly gave a thumbs up. Soon, the chief examiner of the Imperial Capital City turned his head and looked at the full hall of candidates.

"Listen, everyone, before the end of today's martial arts examination, this is the last major event announced before the end of this year's martial arts examination. ”

Zhou Tong's voice was loud, and he used his bloody skills, and his deep voice resounded in everyone's ears. The crowd, which was still boiling in the sea, quickly calmed down.

Countless pairs of bright eyes looked at the examiner in the ring.

"The last time I played. According to the rules of the martial arts examination, the first batch of martial artists should have been announced. But because of the well-known accident. There was no success in holding it. So I would like to take this opportunity and announce it now. ”

Zhou Tong stretched out his right hand and beckoned to a martial arts examiner below:

"Ziyu, bring things up!"

Everything was quiet, and soon, there was a full-fledged martial arts examiner. Commanding the three elite armor soldiers, they carried the three heavy bronze boxes up the high stairs to the ring, and with a bang, they were lined up and placed in front of Yang Ji.

Looking at the three large bronze boxes, Yang Ji vaguely guessed what was inside. The two hearts beat violently, and there were a few missed beats in the middle.

Yang Ji is not a person who has not experienced strong winds and waves, and even the danger of near-death and survival has been experienced I don't know how many times.

And ordinary people may not encounter it once in their lives.

But no matter how big the storm is, no matter how dangerous it is, Yang Ji has never been so out of shape.

"Big Red Robe!"

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and it was difficult to keep calm in his heart.

The big red robe is its common name because it resembles a burning fire. It also has a name called "Wuju Rengong Fame Robe"!

I don't know how many times, Yang Ji dreamed that he was wearing this famous dress that represents the meritorious deeds of people in his dreams. And now, it's really going to happen!

"No. 025 Sima Shaozhen, No. 027 Wei Boyang, let's play!"

Beside him, Zhou Tong announced loudly.

There was a commotion of the crowd in the distance, and a bronze gate suddenly opened, and several elite armorers walked out with Sima Shaozhen in their arms. The young squire who followed him.

Sima Shaozhen's injury was not light, he was obviously a little powerless when he walked, and his complexion was a little pale. But after all, he is a top-level powerhouse with a strong vitality, and Sima World is also a behemoth of the military, with countless resources.

After such a long period of recuperation, Sima Shaozhen finally woke up, and his face also had a ruddy color. Although it doesn't seem to be able to move very much, and it is far from the peak state, the whole person is already recovering.

"Yang Ji, congratulations! This first, you deserve your name!"

Sima Shaozhen stepped into the ring, looked at Yang Ji and smiled and congratulated sincerely. His voice was still weak, and Wei Boyang's arrow hurt him a lot.

But after all, they survived.

"How?"

Yang Ji said with concern. He still has a good impression of Sima Shaozhen.

"It's not bad, I can't die. It's okay to take a break for a while. ”

Sima Shaozhen said suddenly, the whole person still looks quite open, and still does not lose his hearty nature.

As he spoke, Wei Boyang also re-entered the ring.

"Humph!"

Seeing Yang Ji, Wei Boyang didn't have a good face, with a cold face, he stood next to Sima Shaozhen, and he was far away from the two.

Yang Ji took a look and found that Sima Shaozhen looked as usual, without any jealousy. It seems that what has just happened is just a trivial matter.

"The disciples of the family are really different!"

Yang Ji shook his head, secretly admiring in his heart. At this moment, he could be regarded as seeing the demeanor of the children of the family.

Smack!

The three boxes were opened, and Yang Ji quickly paid flawless attention to the two fierce rivals beside him. The light flashed, and a vigorous blood flame burst out.

The three high-ranking lieutenants stood in front of the three bronze boxes, with their hands in the boxes, and quickly fished out the three red robes that were as blazing as fire, but the fabric was as smooth as water, and held them in their hands meticulously.

Seeing the charming, watery-smooth, but blazing red red robe, Yang Ji held his breath, and his whole mind was sucked in, and he felt dizzy.

It was not only Yang Ji who felt dizzy, but the candidates of the entire Martial Hall were distracted, staring blankly at the three flame-like red robes on the stage, their eyes revealing deep longing.

"It's a fame service!"

"It's a big red robe!"

"How nice it would be if it were on me!"

......

Countless muttering voices, but the deepest longing of the heart. A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a martial artist who doesn't want to be lifted is not a real warrior!

Every candidate has a dream about "Wuju people" and "big red robes" in their minds. Is it more than just a Yang Ji?

"The real big red robe!"

A group of disciples of the Iron Crown Sect looked at the stage, their eyes revealing deep envy. This splendid red robe was still too far away for them.

"Senior brother, congratulations!"

It's just that Ouyang Zishi was in a peaceful mood, looking at the figure on the stage, and issued a deep blessing. After countless hardships, Yang Ji finally got his wish.

Ouyang Zishi only had deep wishes in his heart!

"Yang Ji, congratulations! Although the ranking of the martial arts examination still has to wait for the final discussion, there is also the approval of the imperial court. However, you are now a real martial artist. Congratulations! This is a reward for the winner!"

Zhou Tong said with a sincere face, and as he spoke, he took the gorgeous red robe from the martial arts examiner beside him and handed it over with both hands.

"Phew!"

Yang Ji took a deep breath. The dream suddenly became a reality at this moment, which made Yang Ji suddenly feel unreal, as if he was still living in a dream, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

"Yang Ji?"

Seeing Yang Ji standing there in a daze, without moving, Zhou Tong called out again. He had a smile on his face, only Xin Wei, but he didn't mean much urging.

After presiding over so many sessions of the martial arts examination, he knew what Yang Ji was thinking, and he also knew what he was feeling in his heart. Because, too, he used to be so worried.

"Thank you, sir!"

Yang Ji took a deep breath and took the big red robe from the chief examiner of the imperial capital in front of him. The robe of the big red robe was soft and soft, and it was very slippery and slippery, as if the water was sliding through the fingertips.

This robe is not as burning and hot as expected, but it is a little cool, like a spring pouring down from the mountains.

But in the midst of this coolness, there is something else. This robe is like having breath, resonating with the blood in one's body.

Big Red Robe!

In the nineteenth year of his life, he finally wore this legendary robe that symbolized the fame of the martial arts people, just like his father back then.

At this moment, Yang Ji had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Yang Ji, congratulations. You deserve it!"

In his mind, the Great Asura said softly. He shared a memory with Yang Ji, and he also deeply understood how much effort Yang Ji had put in and how much risk he had taken for this day.

Standing in the martial hall today, countless pairs of envious eyes Yang Ji didn't know, in this incomparably beautiful scenery, the light of thousands of people, Yang Ji didn't know how much hard work and sweat he had paid.

People will always only see the shining side, but they will not see the hard and hard side!

"Thank you!" (To be continued.) )