Wei Boyang finally couldn't help but change color. He could tell that Yang Ji would really do this. In front of so many people, Yang Ji may not be able to do it before, after all, he has now been defeated.

But the current Yang Ji is absolutely done, especially since he almost died in his own hands just now.

Wei Boyang lowered his head, his eyes silent.

"What are you waiting for? Don't you think I'm going to be naïve enough to believe you're thinking?"

Yang Ji sneered, with a move of his right hand, his five fingers opened, and without even turning his head, a stream of blood qi came out, immediately suppressing the six specially made metal long arrows scattered on the ground a few zhang away.

At the same time, as soon as the right hand was retracted, a suction force was issued, and the six metal long arrows were under Yang Ji's control, and they automatically submerged into Yang Ji's hands like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

"Hmph!

Seeing this scene, Wei Boyang's last hole card was recognized, his expression was hateful, and his face became extremely blue. When six special metal long arrows fell into Yang Ji's hands, it would be impossible to escape any longer, and it would be difficult to turn over any waves.

"Hey, the magic is one foot high, and the road is one foot. Wei Boyang, it's okay for you to deal with others with these means. In front of me, don't make an axe. ”

Yang Ji sneered.

In his mind, the Great Asura reacted, and it was also a strange laugh:

"This kid originally left a hand in these metal arrows, and wanted to hit a rake!"

"Not really. ”

Yang Ji sneered.

"How do you see through. I don't even know about that. ”

The Great Asura said curiously. Frankly speaking, although he lived in Yang Ji's mind and could see many of Yang Ji's secrets, he didn't even notice the hand left by Wei Boyang.

"Hey, there's something wrong. There will be iniquity. It's all at this time, Wei Boyang wants to admit defeat, and he should have admitted defeat a long time ago. What are you waiting for? And this guy has always been strong, this soft, weak look, when have you seen it in him?"

Yang Jidao.

"What do you mean, he's still designing you?"

The Great Asura: This is unexpected:

"If that's the case. Then this kid is too cunning and shrewd, isn't he?"

"If that's not the case, he won't be Wei Boyang. I've made a mistake in one thing, how can I have a second time?"

Yang Ji echoed with his thoughts at the same time, but in his mind, he remembered the first time, when Wei Boyang used himself as bait to attract himself to reveal his flaws, and at the same time shot a special metal arrow to plot against him.

People like Wei Boyang can not only take advantage of others. Even he can take advantage of it himself. How can I win. What kind of means will he use.

For him, unscrupulous means are completely instinctive.

“...... Moreover, people like me still have the power to strike. Do you really believe that a person like him would not retain the power of a single blow? The Yang Shooting Palace is known for its arrows, these metal arrows are rare in number and precious, and he has always left them there without taking them back. If there is nothing wrong with these long arrows, then it is really weird!"

Yang Ji said lightly. There was a sense of discernment in his voice.

For Wei Boyang, after a few fights, coupled with witnessing his series of work styles, Yang Ji has already seen him through from the inside out.

"I see!!"

The Great Asura was impressed, and his heart was full of emotion, and he couldn't speak anymore. Truly. If you are careful, many of Wei Boyang's actions are "there are no silver three hundred taels here".

However, I am afraid that this can only be seen by a person of Yang Ji's level. If it were someone else, I'm afraid I would have been tricked a long time ago.

The Great Asura asked himself if it was him, I am afraid that Wei Boyang would have succeeded.

"Hmph. It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking. In that case, I will fulfill you!"

Yang Ji waited for a long time and still didn't see the sound of Wei Boyang admitting defeat, his voice was cold, his right hand stretched out from his sleeve, his five fingers were bluffing, and he groaned! The three sword weapons soared up, floating in the void above his head, the tip of the sword trembled, aimed at Wei Boyang on the ground, and spit out bursts of cold light.

"Wait!"

Seeing that Yang Ji was about to fall into the well at this time, Wei Boyang looked hateful, knowing that he was not his opponent, and finally raised a right hand:

"I throw in the towel!"

"Bell!"

Qingyue's bell chime sounded, the game was over, and until the last moment, Wei Boyang did not find a chance to make a move. Yang Ji was five or six feet away from him, which was enough for Yang Ji to have enough time to react, and at the same time enough to attack him.

"Whew!"

Wei Boyang grabbed the scarlet long sword on his shoulder with his right hand, pulled it out with a snort, stood up from the ground, and looked at Yang Ji opposite:

"Give you this sword, and give me back the six long arrows!"

At the same time, stretch out a left hand with five fingers spread in a begging gesture. At this time, Wei Boyang's face quickly recovered a breath of blood, although he was still weak, not as good as Yang Ji, but where was there still a little pale and weak appearance before.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

"How can there be such a person in Sheyang Palace?!"

......

For a while, the crowd under the ring also understood. One by one, they couldn't help but scold. Wei Boyang is also a disciple of the Holy Land, and he is also the peak martial sect of the sevenfold, his strength is close to Yang Ji and Sima Shaozhen, and he is also the top in the martial arts, but he is so despicable, and he has no demeanor as a master.

This kind of behavior is really too far from the image of the heirs of the Holy Land in everyone's hearts!

Wei Boyang turned a deaf ear to the insults from the audience, didn't care, and just looked at Yang Ji opposite. In this world, there are winners to survive, not the so-called strong.

For Wei Boyang, as long as the goal can be achieved, all means are possible. As for the ants at the bottom......

Hmph, who needs to listen to the voice of the weak?

"Can you give it to me?"

Wei Boyang said again, stretching out one palm, looking at Yang Ji's expressionless face.

"Don't give it to him. This kid has this kind of thing, which is equivalent to a tiger with wings, and he can't be too cheap! ”

It was the voice of the Great Asura, with a look of indignation.

He still remembered that he almost died twice from this kid's arrow. Just give it to him, it's too cheap for him.

Yang Ji frowned, silent in his heart.

At a glance, the six long arrows knew that the material was special and not ordinary. He wanted to keep the six arrows for himself. However, Yang Ji also had to take into account his bloodthirsty sword.

Wei Boyang's long arrow is indeed not ordinary, but his bloodthirsty sword is only afraid of a higher grade. This is what the Purple Yang Sword Monarch left to himself, and it is a tenfold martial saint's sword!

In terms of grade, Wei Boyang's six long arrows combined may not be as good as his own bloodthirsty sword. It's just that his own strength is not enough, which makes the Ming Sword dusty, otherwise, Wei Boyang knows the grade of this sword, I'm afraid he won't be willing to change it.

"Give it to him!"

Yang Ji sighed. With so many people watching, Prince Taiyuan and the chief examiner from the Imperial Capital City were present. After all, he couldn't be so shameless as Wei Boyang and ink the other party's weapons in full view.

"You're crazy!"

The Great Asura screamed and jumped in anger.

Yang Ji didn't say much, just shared the secret of Ziyang Sword Monarch with him. It's just a moment, and the great asura is like a frosted eggplant.

"What you gain must lose!"

Yang Ji said with a suffocation. When he was hit by the arrow, Yang Ji threw out the bloodthirsty sword and hit Wei Boyang. But this sword is easy to send out, but difficult to take back.

With the level of blood qi in Yang Ji's body now, there was no way to use the sword control technique to take it back from a figure of Wei Boyang's level.

"Here you go!"

Yang Ji's right hand shook, grabbed six special metal long arrows, and threw them at Wei Boyang's feet. At the same time, the bloodthirsty sword was also thrown out by Wei Boyang.

From beginning to end, Wei Boyang didn't take one more look at this flying sword.

"This kid would regret it, if he knew what kind of sword it was!"

The Great Asura watched Wei Boyang bend down and pick up his long arrow.

Wei Boyang quickly put away his long arrow, and left with hatred, without even looking back. After Wei Boyang, Zhou Tong was full of smiles and quickly rushed into the ring with small steps.

"Yang Ji, congratulations!

Zhou Tong said, unconcealing the admiration in his heart.

This kid is so surprising. knew that he was very good, but even he didn't dare to think that this student selected by Wang Tai could actually reach the top in the martial arts examination and win the crown.

You know, this is not an ordinary martial arts examination.

"Your teacher would be glad to know about it. ”

Zhou Tong said with a happy face.

Yang Ji was stunned, and then he reacted to who he was talking about. However, Yang Ji did not argue. Although Wang Tai did not teach him, he had read his book "Policy Theory", and it was not bad to be considered his student.

"Thank you, sir. ”

Yang Ji bowed respectfully.

"Don't be polite! Today is your day, enjoy it!"

Zhou Tong grabbed Yang Ji's arm violently, greeted the candidates in the hall, and raised it high. In an instant, the cheers of a landslide and tsunami sounded again in all directions.

"Yang Ji!"

"Yang Ji!"

"Yang Ji!"

......

Everyone was immersed in excitement and unanimously called out Yang Ji's name. This year's martial arts examination is almost over now. There may be some games ahead, but not many people care anymore!

It's a big show!

"Boom!"

The huge bell rang out, shaking the entire Taiyuan Continent Mansion like a heavenly sound. This is the bell at noon, and the first place of this year finally rang on time at this time like the sky.

Rumble!

The originally boiling crowd immediately rose to a higher level again, screams, screams, cheers, cheers, and loud sounds.

The entire martial arts hall turned into a sea of joy!

"Swing and go home!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded in the midst of the boiling voices, and almost at the same time as the cheers rang out, the eight golden sword guards stood up with their tents, separated the crowd, walked out, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Let's go!" (To be continued.) )