Chapter 372: Sima Shaozhen!Zhao Youhuai!(2)

When he was seven years old, he once bumped into a boy of the same age as himself at the gate of the Zhao family, his clothes were shabby, his body was stiff, and he was curled up behind the gate.

Although he didn't realize it at the time, that little boy was the "son" of the Zhao family. But after many years, when he saw this Zhao Youhuai in Taiyuan Mansion, Sima Shaozhen immediately reacted.

It turned out that he had seen him, and he had already seen him.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. ā€

Zhao Youhuai repeated the same sentence again, although it was still cold, it was no longer as stiff as before, and his tone seemed to be softer.

"Hehe, in fact, I just want to say that Shaozhen is very happy to see Brother Shi this time. However, this martial arts examination is very important to Zaixia, and when he fights for a while, I am afraid that Zaixia will not keep his hand. I hope Brother Zhao won't be surprised. ā€

Sima Shaozhen chuckled.

"I'm not going to keep my hands either. ā€

Zhao Youhuai's eyes blinked, and after a pause, his expression softened a lot.

"These two people know each other. ā€

In the crowd, a thought flashed in Yang Ji's heart, slightly surprised. Zhao Youhuai has the blood of the demon clan, and his origin is a mystery, and the three lists of heaven, earth and people can't find out his identity.

But Sima Shaozhen actually seemed to know him, which no one had ever known before.

Flawless thought about it, in the ring, the two had already fought each other.

"Buzz!"

Although Zhao Youhuai's face was pale, he had not fully recovered from the battle with Yang Ji. But as soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

As soon as Zhao Youhuai made a move, his attack was immediately extremely powerful, showing strong aggressiveness.

The entire ring became his attack range, and Zhao Youhuai's body appeared and disappeared from time to time, causing whirlwinds everywhere he passed, and he could barely keep up with the human eye.

"Good!"

The crowd erupted in cheers. Even those who hate Zhao Youhuai have to admit it. His fighting skills are extremely high.

This is exactly the ability, speed, and strength that every candidate expects to have, and Zhao Youhuai perfectly showed everyone what terrible attack power will erupt when these two abilities reach their peak.

Zhao Youhuai's speed is rarely matched, and Sima Shaozhen is the same.

Boom, roaring. The entire ring turned into a violent storm with the energy set off by Zhao Wuhuai. In the face of Zhao Youhuai's attack, Sima Shaozhen only had the ability to parry, but not the power of backhand.

only listened to the bang-bang sound, Sima Shaozhen was staggered, and his momentum was completely suppressed by Zhao Youhuai.

"Come on! Zhao Youhuai!"

Seeing this scene, the eyes of many candidates in the crowd who were from the same continent as Zhao Youhuai lit up, put aside their prejudices, and cheered and cheered together.

Sima Shaozhen is a figure on the heavenly list, and Zhao Youhuai can actually suppress him in one face. This was unexpected.

"This Sima Shaozhen knows his style!"

Yang Ji looked at it for a long time, and his heart suddenly jumped. The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. For many candidates, the current situation is that Zhao Youhuai exerted his might and comprehensively suppressed Sima Shaozhen.

But in Yang Ji's eyes, this is not the case at all.

Sima Shaozhen stood on the stage like a mountain in the depths of Yuezhi, motionless like a mountain. No matter how violent Zhao Youhuai's attack was, how unpredictable his body was. No matter how fast it is, Sima Shaozhen can always capture his true body.

No matter which direction Zhao Youhuai attacked from. Sima Shaozhen can block it in time.

Zhao Youhuai has the blood of the demon clan in his body and has the talent bonus of the demon clan. So in terms of speed, he is almost unbeatable. Yang Ji was also able to capture his traces with the spiritual perception and force field of the Great Asura.

Although Yang Ji's strength is not arrogant, his spiritual power is rarely matched. Whether it is Sima Shaozhen, Zhang Fu or Wei Boyang, it is impossible to surpass him.

What even Yang Ji can't do, Sima Shaozhen is even more impossible.

It seems that Sima Shaozhen knows Zhao Youhuai's body skills and mastery well. You don't have to catch him to be able to tell where he's going and what he's moving.

And what is even more unfavorable to Zhao Youhuai is that Sima Shaozhen looks passive, but Zhao Youhuai has launched so many attacks, but he has not shaken Sima Shaozhen once.

Sima Shaozhen's body is like a mountain. In response to all changes, he didn't even move his body.

"This Sima Shaozhen is even stronger than that kid of the demon clan!"

In the depths of Yang Ji's mind, the Great Asura suddenly revealed the truth.

Zhao Youhuai not only has speed, but also strength, which is comparable to the power of the Eight Great Martial Sects of the Initial Rank. But Sima Shaozhen's strength is even stronger than Zhao Youhuai, and it has reached the point of lifting weights like light.

The peak martial arts sect of this level is overflowing, and it is all magnificent. Sima Shaozhen is like a file, he doesn't see much weather, he is clearly introverted, and his control of blood and qi has reached an extreme, all of his blood and qi are used by him to deal with Zhao Youhuai.

For this alone, Sima Shaozhen has surpassed the vast majority of candidates.

"Is this the power of the military family?"

Yang Ji's eyes were solemn, and all his energy was on Sima Shaozhen's body. This game has just begun, and Yang Ji has already gained something.

Facing a strong man of Zhao Youhuai's level, Sima Shaozhen was finally slowly forced out of his strength.

"Buzz!"

In the ring, after a few rounds, the mutation protruded. Zhao Youhuai suddenly let out a long roar after turning over the temptation, changed tactics, boom, and endless black clouds rushed out of his body, Zhao Youhuai's breath immediately rose a little higher, and the nails of his five fingers were elongated, and the cold light flashed, like a sharp sword.

"Demon spirit!"

An electric light flashed in Yang Ji's mind. Zhao Youhuai is not a simple human being, but also has the blood of the demon clan. That violent black smoke demon cloud is the biggest feature.

Zhao Youhuai sacrificed his demonic energy, and the threat level of the whole person immediately increased exponentially.

"Whether you can force out Sima Shaozhen's hole cards depends on now. ā€

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Boom, the light flashed in the distance, Zhao Youhuai's five fingers were sharp, and almost at the moment when he destroyed the demonic qi, Sima Shaozhen appeared in front of him, and the strong aura poured out of the mountains and seas.

In the face of Sima Shaozhen's demonic aura, even Sima Shaozhen couldn't help but jump his eyelids, showing a domineering state.

"Boom!"

A thick blood red, thousands of times more vivid than blood, erupted from Sima Shaozhen's body. The intense blood qi turned into half-moon-shaped arcs of light, bursting out from Sima Shaozhen's body.

"Xi Yuyu!"

There was an empty space in the ring, but at this moment, everyone was clearly distinguishing from the sound of the golden iron horse in the void, as if thousands of armor soldiers were clearly distinguished, and they were tearing and killing fiercely.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji's heart jumped, and there was nothing in front of him. But Yang Ji smelled a strong smell of blood at the end of his nose. It's not the kind that hurts and bleeds, but it's like being in a sea of corpses and a bloody Shura hell.

"It's—"

Yang Ji's heart jumped, he thought of something in a trance, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the stage, his pupils contracted to the extreme.

"Whew!"

In the ring, a half-moon-shaped blood-colored arc shot out, and the arc light was dodged by Zhao Youhuai, and it slammed into the rainbow light of the enchantment.

Something shocking happened, the enchantment rainbow light of the ring was suddenly like paper paste, and a cut was torn out, and the thin blood-colored arc light penetrated the rainbow light, slammed through the heavy void, and hit the dome of the martial hall hundreds of zhang away, and burst into a burst of clear gold and iron sound.

"Ahh

The crowd exclaimed, and their eyes followed the arc light and fell to the top of the hall, their eyes full of fear.

As strong as Wei Boyang, Zhang Fu and the like, their expressions also changed slightly.

The enchantments in the ring were all built according to high specifications, and Sima Shaozhen's blood arc did not destroy the enchantment, but it tore a hole from it and penetrated out.

This kind of sharpness and sharpness, which simply surpasses the sharpness of flying swords, is chilling.

"Bang!"

Sima Shaozhen's robe was agitated, and he suddenly stepped out in the eyes of everyone. Since fighting Zhao Youhuai, this is the first time he has taken the initiative to leave his original position.

"Snort!"

Sima Shaozhen's expression was calm, the ancient well was not wavering, and he was extremely quiet. He couldn't see Zhao Youhuai's location, and he took the simplest, but it was also effective and the most suitable method at this time.

Snort!

Sima Shaozhen strode forward, without looking, his two sleeves swayed from side to side like flowing clouds, and the half-moon-shaped blood-colored arcs as thin as pieces of paper were thrown out one after another, in the thousands.

These blood arcs are large and small, ranging from small ones to half an inch, but the large ones are several zhang long, densely packed and scattered, covering all the voids around Sima Shaozhen.

In all directions, all corners were under Sima Shaozhen's attack, and there were no dead ends at all.

No one had ever seen such an attack, and the terrifying and dazzling blood arcs were incomparably magnificent, and they roared out one after another, sprinkled like a waterfall rain on every corner.

These arcs of blood are dangerous and deadly, but they have a bit of extreme beauty.

Snort!

The sound of clothes and flesh being torn through the void continued, but there was no human figure in sight. Although they didn't see anything, everyone could feel that an invisible figure was rushing left and right, trying to get close to Sima Shaozhen.

But it was completely useless, the blood arc that continued to spill from Sima Shaozhen's sleeve laid a dangerous trap around him, and even the rainbow light of the enchantment of the martial arts examination could not block the blood arc, and it was even more dangerous for a martial artist.

Wisps of vague black smoke exploded in the void, distorting and changing, but all of them were scattered a few feet away from Sima Shaozhen. Those fierce demonic qi, as soon as they made a move, were cut and shredded by the sharp blood blade, and turned into invisible.

Zhao Youhuai is still struggling and hasn't given up yet.

But the situation is already under Sima Shaozhen's control.

There was nothing in the void, but blood splattered out and sprinkled on the ground, turning into grains of iron sand with a sonorous sound.

"Zhao Youhuai is injured!"

Yang Ji's expression changed slightly. (To be continued......)