Up to now, there has been no quick battle among the people who have entered the Gou Mang Palace, and even if it succeeds, it will drag on for a long time.

Zhang Daoyi is a good benchmark to measure the strength of the wooden puppet!

This is also the reason why the heirs of Sheyang Palace and the heirs of Tibetan Sword Palace are all concerned about Zhang Daoyi.

"Boom!"

As soon as he entered, the entire hall immediately let out a roar, as if an invisible giant mallet slammed into the puppet room that Zhang Daoyi was testing. A roar followed.

"It's Zhang Daoyi!"

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. The battle was quite fierce, much more powerful than Yang Ji expected. In the testing room, it was as if there were two giant beasts fighting.

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering loud bang was Zhang Daoyi's voice, which was obviously pushed to the limit.

"Phew!"

There was a gasp in the hall, and even Yang Ji was deeply moved.

"How powerful is this wooden golem?"

Yang Ji felt incredulous.

Zhang Daoyi is the descendant of Heishui Cliff, and it is conceivable that he can be selected by Heishui Cliff to participate in this martial arts examination. When he met him in the martial arts examination, it was not easy to defeat.

Now even Zhang Daoyi has been pushed to the limit, and the difficulty of the test in the wooden puppet room can be imagined.

The whole hall was quiet, and everyone's eyes flashed, all of them had their own thoughts and moves. At this time, no one pays attention to the others around them.

This time, many people in Gou Mangdian have the mentality of coming over and going through the motions. I feel that my strength is not bad, and it is never a problem to pass.

But it doesn't look like that now.

It's not just a matter of strength, the imperial court also wants to select the strongest thirty people from sixty or seventy martial arts geniuses with extraordinary strength in this way.

Boom, the battle in the wooden puppet room lasted much longer than Yang Ji had imagined. I don't know how long it took, with a loud roar. The wooden golem chamber was calm.

Apparently, the battle is over.

"Unfortunately, all the situation is in the hands of the officials of the Ministry of Works. Once inside, you don't know the outcome of the challenge, whether the challenge succeeds or fails. ”

Yang Ji listened to the movement inside, and was slightly embarrassed.

"Next ......"

The tests continued. Everyone has no desire to challenge each other. I don't know how long it took for Yang Ji to finally hear his name.

"Next, Yang Ji!"

"It's finally me!"

Yang Ji took a deep breath, a glimmer of essence flashed in his eyes, and then strode towards the side hall. With Zhang Daoyi's previous experience, Yang Ji now does not dare to underestimate the Ministry of Industry and Gou Mangdian.

Turning through a "Hui"-shaped passage, Yang Ji finally saw a general of the Ministry of Works, dressed in cyan armor, guarding in front of a heavy double opening and closing gate.

"Are you ready?"

The Ministry of Works at the door will be official. stared at Yang Ji.

"Hmm. ”

Yang Ji nodded, glanced at the heavy gate next to him, and was a little cautious in his heart, but more in anticipation. To be honest, Yang Ji was really curious about how powerful the so-called wooden puppets and agency people of the Ministry of Industry were to force Zhang Daoyi to such a point.

"Good. Since the rules have changed, the conditions for passing the test are simple. You don't need to beat it. As long as you support a pillar of incense under its hand, the longer it takes. The higher the rating!"

The Ministry of Works at the door will be official.

"Oh?"

Yang Ji frowned, and suddenly realized something:

"Isn't that the wooden puppet still undefeated?"

Yang Ji heard it clearly, except for those who screamed as soon as they entered, were pressed and beaten by the wooden puppet, and failed in a few rounds, there was no one who could defeat the wooden puppet in a pillar of incense.

Even Zhang Daoyi went in for more than a pillar of incense. Others can be imagined.

"Hey, what do you think is the wooden puppet created by our Ministry of Industry? Is it really so easy that the Military Department needs to ask us for help?"

The general of the Ministry of Works at the door smiled, and there was a kind of pride in his expression. Obviously, I am very proud of my identity in the Ministry of Industry:

"Well, don't say so much. Wait until you can pass this test. ”

The general of the Ministry of Works at the door said and slammed his palm on the wall behind him. The next moment, a thick door weighing five or six thousand catties, a stream of green mist wrapped in thick wood gas, rolled and poured out of the puppet room for testing.

Yang Ji was rushed by this slightly cold blue-green wood qi, his skin was cold, and the whole person was shocked, and immediately looked into the puppet room.

It's dark!

This was Yang Ji's first feeling. The wooden puppet chamber used for the Ministry of Engineering testing looked dark and bottomless, as if it was connected to another unfathomable world.

It's huge!

This is Yang Ji's second feeling, and it is even greater than when he feels it outside. But despite this, it is not empty.

Although Yang Ji couldn't see anything, he could feel something inside, quietly, standing in the dark waiting for him.

"Let's go in! Once you're in, the test will officially begin. The passage is on the other side, and whether you succeed or fail, you don't have to go back here. ”

The general of the Ministry of Works, who was guarding the door, urged on the side.

Yang Ji's eyes flickered, he stepped over the threshold, and slowly walked in, and at the same time, a huge spiritual power shot out, spreading into the void like mercury leaking out of the ground. In the perception of the spiritual force field, the surroundings immediately became clear, and every trace was reflected in the heart, just like the observation of patterns in the palm.

It's just that the testing room is too big, and Yang Ji's spiritual force field is not huge enough to envelop the entire hall, so there are not many things that can be perceived.

Moreover, Yang Ji also felt that there seemed to be some kind of formation-like thing around him that was interfering with him. The officials of the Ministry of Works who designed the puppet room seemed to have expected that the warriors who came in would adopt this method, so they imposed special restraints on the puppet room, so that the spiritual perception of the warriors was not so limited.

Yang Ji's spiritual "tentacles" poked out, and he could clearly feel that after the spiritual force field exceeded a certain range, it obviously began to distort and fluctuate, and the information fed back also became blurred.

At the same time, the decay of mental power also becomes drastic.

Yang Ji was helpless and had to contract the mental force field to maintain the effect of perception.

"Boom!"

Just as Yang Ji was cautiously peeking around, there was a boom, and a heavy steel sound came from behind. As soon as Yang Ji turned around, he saw a huge steel gate falling down and blocking him.

The door closes, and the only light source in the entire puppet room is gone!

Yang Ji didn't panic, turned his head, his right hand stretched out from under his sleeve like a spiritual snake, and his five fingers suddenly opened, and in the sound of Qingyue's sword, eighteen flying swords were suspended around Yang Ji's body like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

"Go ahead!"

Yang Ji's mind moved, his consciousness split, separated 18 consciousnesses, and displayed the mastery of using swords for the purpose of merging with 18 flying swords.

Hey, the next moment, the void roared, and Yang Ji's eighteen flying swords shot out like eighteen kendo masters, scattering in all directions.

In this puppet room, everything is unknown. The spiritual force field has been greatly distorted and affected, and only this kind of stunt that uses the sword as a substitute for purpose can be unaffected because of the flying sword as a sustenance and avoiding the distortion of the formation force field.

"Rolling!"

Yang Ji only made a move here, and in the entire black puppet room, he immediately felt something. The sound of rolling steel echoed in the void, and the sound was deafening.

At the same time as this ear-piercing sound, there was a sleeping behemoth. The strong breath of life is like an erupting volcano, expanding the entire space in geometric multiples, appearing in Yang Ji's perception.

"This is the wooden golem?"

Yang Ji was taken aback. Although he couldn't see anything yet, the strong breath of life emanating from the other party had reached an incredible level.

It's not as simple as a test anymore. Rather, a huge "threat"!

"Bang!"

The void roared, and Yang Ji's flying sword didn't have time to rush over to reconnoiter the situation. The air in the puppet room roared, and Yang Ji felt that his eardrums were about to tear.

Something in the void was shooting at itself at an alarming speed.

"Kito!"

This doubt didn't last long, as Yang Ji soon saw what was attacking him. It was a huge blue-green wooden vine, which is not quite accurate.

Because this arm-thick turquoise wooden vine is no longer as simple as a vine, and no vine can produce such a top-notch flying sword-like feeling.

Looking at the thick, I don't know how long the wooden vine was, Yang Ji felt as if there was a huge octopus as a mountain, stretching out its tentacles and shooting towards him.

"Whew!"

didn't have time to think about it, Yang Ji moved a few feet sideways with an "immortal change of shadow", and then took the newly learned "Yu step", and flashed this blow in an instant.

And almost at the same time, this thick blue-green wooden vine passed by Yang Ji's side, and bombarded the wall of the puppet hall behind Yang Ji. A noisy, deafening sound echoed throughout the hall.

Yang Ji finally understood what the heavy muffled sound he had heard in the hall before he came over. Such a heavy force is almost comparable to the full force of the Martial Sect.

"What the hell is this wooden golem?!"

Yang Ji almost roared angrily. It was nothing like he had imagined.

Wooden puppets?

A wooden golem that can shoot long vines at will?

Yang Ji swore that he had never seen anything like this before. But Yang Ji soon didn't have time to think about this. With a sharp roar, the second turquoise vine shot towards itself at an alarming speed.

Yang Ji could even see the fresh and tender leaves that were entwined and growing on the wooden vines, densely packed one by one, from near to far, entangled with distant vines, revealing a vigorous breath of life.

This kind of weird and strange attack methods and methods were something that Yang Ji had never been exposed to before.

Wow, Yang Ji jumped, dodged the second vine, turned in mid-air, and instantly refracted in another direction on the wall. (To be continued......)