Even Sima Shaozhen's blood sickle could not be destroyed.

On the contrary, Sima Shaozhen retreated under Yang Ji's attack.

"Bang!"

Just the first blow, Sima Shaozhen retreated, and the blood in his chest was churning; the second blow, Sima Shaozhen's dantian blood and qi disordered, and his expression was slightly defeated; the third blow, Sima Shaozhen's tiger mouth was numb, and Venus almost popped up in front of him......

Yang Ji is trending iron, and every blow seems to smash Sima Shaozhen's heart.

In terms of timing, Yang Ji is even more powerful than Sima Shaozhen. Once he has the advantage, it is basically impossible to give Sima Shaozhen a chance to take a breath.

The best defense is offense, and Sima Shaozhen's "blood sickle" is too sharp. Except for the black giant crocodile, there is nothing to defend at all.

The best way to deal with his Blood Scythe is to make him too exhausted to fight back, or unable to fight back effectively.

Knock knock!

Once, twice, three times...... , With the absolute power of the eight-armed demon god and the magma giant crocodile, Yang Ji continued to bombard Sima Shaozhen again and again like a storm.

In terms of reaction, speed, and combat skills, Sima Shaozhen had no advantage at all. On the contrary, because of the power of the surrounding magma rules, it is greatly at a disadvantage.

When the two people were extremely close in terms of strength, cultivation, reactions, combat skills, and other aspects, and possessed bronze blood magic weapons at the same time, the power of the magma rules of Yang Ji's "Magma Giant Crocodile" was surprisingly victorious and exerted a decisive effect.

Sima Shaozhen's strength is greatly reduced in this magma environment. Under the pressure of Yang Ji's step by step, he could only be forced to retreat step by step.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of heavy impact was like thunder resounding through the heavens and the earth, and the entire martial hall was quiet, and no one spoke. But the atmosphere was even more tense than before.

"Young Master!"

The young attendant of the Sima family clenched his fists tightly, anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Although he has the reputation of Wu Xiucai and can freely enter and exit the martial palace, he can't help at this time.

Sima Shaozhen still struggled and was unwilling to give up. Still fighting for the last chance. But even fools can see that he has lost.

Judging from Yang Ji's past performance, he has never been knocked down by someone in a situation where he has the upper hand, and he has turned defeat into victory. He was able to calculate carefully, and after spending a long time calculating Sima Shaozhen, let him fall into his magma air, and he would definitely not let him escape again.

"No way! I'm never going to lose!"

In the huge ring, Sima Shaozhen's mind rumbled like thunder, and his eyes opened wide. Pale face. The originally calm heart lake has long been flooded, and the original peace has been lost.

No matter how broad-minded Sima Shaozhen is and how magnificent his bearing is, in the face of this imminent and unprecedented failure, he has also lost his original intention of calm.

Yes, this is Sima Shaozhen's first failure!

in his head. Over and over again, it was a scene where Yang Ji ambushed the hand of death and calculated him behind his back. It is because of this long ago that the hand is hidden. made him fall into the "trap" of Yang Ji's magma giant crocodile.

The game is not over yet, and the battle will continue, but for Sima Shaozhen, the war between the two has been decided not long ago.

In terms of wisdom, Yang Ji has completely defeated him.

From childhood to adulthood, Sima Shaozhen has always been a collection of thousands of favors. I've never experienced this kind of setback. This is not to say that he is the kind of pampered and arrogant son-in-law, on the contrary, among the children of the Sima family, he is the most talented and hard-working of the younger generation. At the same time, the growth rate is also the fastest.

He has been on the battlefield and has been in bloody battles. has also been chased and sniped by foreign powerhouses, but it is always the other party who falls.

The battles he led in were never lost.

It can be said that from childhood to adulthood, Sima Shaozhen has always been smooth sailing. This is the first time he has tasted defeat against an opponent who is not much different in age from him, or even younger!

- First defeat!

"Sima Shaozhen, don't resist. You're no match for me at all!

Yang Ji's voice was loud and rumbling and thundering, constantly interfering with Sima Shaozhen's mind.

In the heat of battle, language is also a weapon. Sima Shaozhen is already at a disadvantage, if he is impetuous, and there is a trace of negligence, he will only lose faster.

"Buzz!"

While attacking bravely, Yang Ji did not forget to defend at the same time. The big sleeve of his left hand fluttered, a finger stretched out, and he waved to the sky, and eighteen sword weapons flew down from the sky, forming a circle of thorns, surrounding Yang Ji.

Now, Sima Shaozhen doesn't even have the last glimmer of hope. With this eighteen flying swords with power bonuses, whether it was Sima Shaozhen's six-headed god-breaking or the powerful sickle-shaped void, all of them had lost their threat.

At this point, the battle has become a standard offensive and defensive battle like a science book. Sima Shaozhen no longer has any chance of winning.

"Little Sacred Words!"

As Yang Ji used the Confucian aura in the Book of Great Confucianism, a small milky white pillar of light descended from the sky, and a new force was added to Yang Ji's meridians, filling up the part of Yang Ji's blood qi that had been dissipated again.

At this point, Sima Shaozhen was completely desperate.

"Bang!"

When Sima Shaozhen was shocked back by Yang Ji again, and his back was against the enchantment, finally the voice that had not been seen for a long time sounded:

"I lost!"

Sima Shaozhen's face was pale, his hands hung down, and he gave up resistance. His whole face was as dead as ashes.

Lost!

Lost!

For the first time in more than twenty years, he had tasted defeat in possession of the Blood Scythe, a top-level offensive weapon. And it's in the field where you are most ambitious.

The aura in his body had been completely disordered, and Yang Ji's blood qi had completely invaded his body...... , Sima Shaozhen himself lost completely in front of this opponent who was younger than himself.

When those three words came out of his mouth, Sima Shaozhen felt that the belief and all the strength that supported him collapsed.

"The taste of failure is so uncomfortable!"

Sima Shaozhen hung his head, and his mouth was bitter. As the "pride of the sky" of the Northwest military, he never knew what it was like to fail.

It was only at this time that Sima Shaozhen found the taste of failure so uncomfortable.

"Boom!"

As Sima Shaozhen conceded defeat, the mountains collapsed with a bang, and tens of thousands of magma torrents also came to an abrupt end in front of Sima Shaozhen.

The light in Yang Ji's eyes flickered, and he looked at Sima Shaozhen who was leaning against the barrier of the barrier opposite, and he was a little suspicious of his ears.

"I lost!"

Sima Shaozhen repeated it again.

Only then did Yang Ji be convinced that he had heard correctly. He finally won!

In this crucial match, he finally won the final victory!

"Whew!"

Yang Ji let out a long breath, feeling relieved, as if he had unloaded a 10,000-pound boulder. However, Yang Ji still didn't dare to be careless, while maintaining vigilance, he still shrouded Sima Shaozhen within the scope of magma rules, and looked at the chief examiner outside the ring.

Zhou Tong nodded. Once a player automatically admits defeat and says "I admit defeat", then the game is automatically considered to be over and the opponent wins.

"Soldiers are not tired of deception", but deception is not allowed in this rule. As a son of a military family, Sima Shaozhen has a strong sense of honor, and I believe that he will not do this.

"No. 023, Yang Ji wins!"

Zhou Tong looked at Yang Ji, raised his right arm, and announced loudly in front of the audience.

Clang!

Qingyue's bell chime rang just right, announcing the end of the game.

"Congratulations!"

The voice of the Great Asura came to his mind, and at the same time, with a bang, Yang Ji heard the fierce cheers and cheers of the audience:

"Yang Ji!"

"Yang Ji!"

"Yang Ji!"

......

The thousands of silent candidates in the martial hall seemed to suddenly wake up, and the enthusiasm that had been suppressed for a long time erupted from their hearts, turning into deafening cheers and praises for Yang Ji, as if praising a hero.

Yang Ji, the biggest rising star in the three lists of heaven, earth and people, and also the biggest dark horse, successfully defeated Sima Shaozhen, one of the favorites in the competition!

This is probably the most concerned and surprising outcome of this martial arts examination so far.

"It's so exciting!"

Countless candidates applauded vigorously and gave heartfelt praise.

Speed, Reflexes, Flying Swords, Exercises, Magic Weapons, Combat Skills, Strategy, Calculation...... , Thinking about it carefully, Yang Ji and Sima Shaozhen's game is probably the most intense, exciting, and highest-level competition in the history of the entire martial arts examination, and even the entire Taiyuan Continent.

This is far beyond the originally scheduled martial arts sixfold competition level of the lifting test.

Whether it is Yang Ji or Sima Shaozhen, they are all geniuses who are unique in ten thousand, geniuses among geniuses. There are so many competitive standards that these two people have shown that are worth thinking about and learning from.

This is a valuable amount of money, and it is also the biggest gain of this trip to Taiyuan Continent.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this kind of high-level battle at the level of the Eight Great Martial Sects would probably be difficult to see in the future. There would never be any two Yae Great Martial Sects who appeared in this ring and volunteered to be watched by anyone.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

"Senior Brother Yang!"

......

In the crowd, several disciples of the Iron Crown Sect cheered wildly and jumped wildly. At this moment, everyone only felt that the blood of excitement was about to rush out of their necks.

Yang Ji won!

Yang Ji actually won, he defeated the son of the Sima family, one of the favorites in the competition!

"Elders, they will die of joy!"

A disciple of the Iron Crown Sect with a thin face said excitedly:

"I'm going to inform them of this disappearance. ”

"But the martial arts can only go out, not enter. You can't come back in when you go out. ”

Another disciple of the Iron Crown Sect said.

"It doesn't matter. It's all there to be here. - Elders, they must be in a hurry. (To be continued.) )