"The soldiers will block, the water will flood, try it and you will know the way. ”

Yang Ji flicked his sleeves, and then strode towards the stage.

The surroundings were quiet, everyone held their breath, and their eyes gathered on the two of them from all directions.

"You say, which of the two of them will win?"

A voice whispered.

"It's hard to say, it should be Wang Xian. This Yang Ji is similar to Wang Xian's previous opponent. If you talk about the strength alone, the two may not be too different. But if you count the steel fingers, Yang Ji is afraid that he will definitely lose. ”

The other replied.

"I think so too......"

The same discussion takes place everywhere. Wang Xian is recognized as the most terrifying place, not his martial arts, but his ten "steel fingers". If there is no effective means of defense, even if he is equal in strength, he is not his opponent.

"I'm in trouble now......"

Han Bin stood in the audience, worried. If Yang Ji had become the pair of "iron gloves" with fine iron, he might still be able to fight against Wang Xian, but now, ......

In the ring, Wang Xian stood in the ring early, waiting silently. His expression was resolute and calm, and nothing seemed to shake his will. Everyone who sees him can feel the strong self-confidence and belief in victory that exudes from him.

"You're good,...... But this game, I'm determined to win!"

As soon as Yang Ji stepped into the ring, he heard Wang Xiandao on the opposite side.

Yang Ji was slightly stunned, this was the first time he heard Wang Xian speak, although his tone seemed to be peaceful, but what was revealed was aggressive domineering.

"Me too!"

Yang Ji immediately smiled, without the slightest concession in his eyes.

It was only the beginning, and there was already a sense of tension between the two. Seeing the surrounding armor, they couldn't help but look sideways slightly.

Although the two of them are young, their strength is actually equivalent to their level. From the beginning, the armor soldiers are naturally inclined to Wang Xian, who was born in the military, but Yang Ji can not let too much in Wang Xian's edge, and he can't help but make people look sideways.

Regardless of their origins, the military is the place where the strong are most respected!

"Game on!"

There was not the slightest expression on the serious and rigid face of the examiner, and with a wave of his palm, he announced the start of the game.

"Boom!"

Wang Xian's whole body exploded, and at the moment when the examiner announced the start of the competition, he stepped out with a bang. In an instant, the rolling murderous and evil aura rushed out of the sky.

In the world realm in Yang Ji's perception, the sand and gravel in an instant, the wind was full of wind, and the endless dry bones and the corpses of war horses were lying in the dust, boundless. The entire ring suddenly turned into a battlefield of fierce slaughter, with ghosts crying and wailing everywhere.

"What a powerful battlefield conception!"

Yang Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was unprecedentedly cautious.

can fully comprehend the essence of martial arts, "Wang Xian" is still the first one Yang Ji has encountered, and there is no doubt that his background in the military family is indispensable.

Yang Ji could even feel that strong killing aura slamming on his body, as if a knife was cutting through his skin.

"Boom!"

The black qi was rolling, and the blood qi in Wang Xian's body completely turned black and red, and the light flashed, and it immediately shot out towards Yang Ji. Almost at the same time as he pounced, Yang Ji's figure shook, and he came out horizontally and horizontally at the same time.

The two figures collided heavily in the center of the ring, shaking the entire steel construction, and the hundreds of thousands of pounds of the ring were buzzing and trembling, as if they were about to turn over.

The black and red blood was like smoke and mist, like a huge wave bursting out of the two of them. Yang Ji's body trembled, and he shook five or six steps, but Wang Xian shook slightly, and his feet did not move at all.

"This guy has such a powerful force!"

Yang Ji looked at Wang Xian opposite, secretly frightened.

The moment the two fought, Yang Ji only felt that he had hit a solid wall, and a overwhelming force was surging, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

This is the first time that Yang Ji has encountered an opponent who has steadily overpowered him in the "Martial Science Examination", but Wang Xian's strength not only did not make Yang Ji timid, but instead sent out his fighting spirit.

"Boom!"

Wang Xian didn't pay attention to it so much, the "Black Evil Fist Method" was extremely strong and fierce, and it was an extremely powerful killing fist in the early stage of the Martial Arts Realm. He tested Yang Ji's strength with one move, stepped heavily on his feet, boomed, and the second move followed.

The huge ring completely turned into Wang Xian's home field, and the black smoke inspired by the "Black Fist Intent" billowed and spread, blocking the sight of everyone in the audience. And Wang Xian is like an invincible general wearing heavy armor on the battlefield full of smoke, murderous, and he is wide open and shut.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Yang Ji was shocked away again, and his right hand trembled, obviously injured.

Wang Xian's "Black Fist" is fierce and fierce, and it is a battlefield killing martial art in the army, and there are few enemies in the same realm. Yang Ji and Wang Xian went head-to-head, and as a result, just like Wang Xian's previous opponent, they were injured by the force of the fist.

"Boom!"

In the third encounter, Yang Ji still did not retreat.

Wang Xian's expressionless eyes finally had a hint of waves, and he was not surprised that Yang Ji had a hard time with him. All his opponents have no choice but to choose to go head-to-head with him.

But the results after three fights surprised Wang Xian.

"This guy ...... It's so resistant to blows!"

A flash of lightning flashed in Wang Xian's mind.

"Black Fist" is his family martial art, for this martial art, he has been practicing for ten years since he was a child.

In the past, as long as the opponent dared to fight hard with Wang Xian's "Black Fist", after three moves, either the muscles and bones were injured, or they were vibrated by the intestines, and the amount of force emitted would change significantly and become weaker and weaker.

However, Yang Ji's strength was obviously weaker than him, but after receiving his three "Black Fists" that were just to the fierce, the strength was still mighty, and there was no change.

"Boom!"

The smoke was billowing out, and just when Wang Xian attacked for the fourth time, a sudden change occurred, and Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he suddenly took the lead, and at the moment when Wang Xian's "Black Fist" was three-quarters of the way out, a punch suddenly burst out.

Wang Xian's face changed, and he suddenly had a bad feeling, and he didn't wait for the move to be old, and he didn't want to follow the second punch of his left hand like lightning. However, almost at the same time, Yang Ji's second punch was still a half-beat first, colliding with Wang Xian's left fist.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the air exploded, and the iron fists of the two slammed together. However, unlike before, Yang Ji and Wang Xian were actually equal this time and sat on an equal footing.

"How is that possible!"

Wang Xian looked at Yang Ji in surprise, and his heart was full of turbulence. The first time can be said to be accidental, but the second time can never be said to be as simple as occasional.

Competing by himself, many people gathered under the ring every time, wanting to covet his hypocrisy. Among them, there are many people who say what his moves are fierce and fierce, wide open and closed, and lack flexibility and flexibility.

However, every time Wang Xian hears it in the "Dilong Restaurant", it is not worth it, and the strength is the fundamental, thinking that he can beat him with his flexible body, which is simply ridiculous.

The "Black Fist" is not without flaws, which Wang Xian knows well, but Wang Fei can't believe that Yang Ji can find a way to restrain himself in such a short time.

"Come again!"

Wang Xian snorted violently, showing a solemn look in his eyes for the first time, this was the first time he regarded Yang Ji as an opponent who could be on an equal footing with him and comparable to each other.

"Boom!"

The ring was like being trampled on by a giant beast, and it sank suddenly. Wang Xian took the lead in launching the second round of attacks, and his speed was extremely fast, and the combination of the most powerful punches and the speed of the extreme made Wang Xian almost a humanoid killing machine.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji's body was close to the ground, and he slammed it vertically, and the body technique of "flying on the grass" was exerted to the limit, pulling out a white afterimage in the void, and jumping out at a faster speed than Wang Xian.

Boom Boom!

The black and red evil qi and the red blood qi were intertwined, and the figures of Yang Ji and Wang Xian had been completely submerged, leaving only the roaring sound of impact and two vague figures.

"What's going on?"

Han Bin in the audience widened his eyes and looked confused.

When they met for the first time, Yang Ji was obviously not Wang Xian's opponent, and his strength was not as good as that of his opponent. But now, Yang Ji and Wang Xian are actually indistinguishable, and even Yang Ji's breath has steadily overshadowed Wang Xian.

With Han Bin's martial arts common sense, he couldn't understand what happened during this time.

It was not only Han Bin who was shocked, there was a buzz under the ring, and in the face of this scene, the crowd in the audience was talking. Even around the ring, many of the imperial court "armor soldiers" who were following this match widened their eyes in surprise.

Wang Xian was born in a military family, and he was born with a sense of closeness to them. So among all the competitions, Wang Xian's game is undoubtedly what they are most concerned about.

Wang Xian's qualifications are the most outstanding among the children of the Pingchuan City Army, and many people think that Wang Xian can become everyone's representative in the court in the future.

This time, there was no surprise, Wang Xian must be among the seven people who are the most rear. But now, for the first time, Wang Xian was actually suppressed by a person whose strength was not as strong as his!

"What the hell is going on?"

The same thought goes through the minds of many people. "Wang Xian" is definitely not an ordinary person, and it is simply a joke to suppress him with "weak" to win "strong".

However, in the ring, Yang Ji is showing this in practical actions.

"Wang Xian's rhythm was suppressed by him!"

A voice came from the side. Han Bin turned around suddenly, only to find that Lu Ling had come back from the other side of the steel partition wall at some point.

Her eyes flickered in the ring, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Rhythm...... Suppressed?"

Han Bin muttered to himself, repeating Lu Ling's words with a blank expression. Suddenly, he reacted and let out a low cry, his face full of horror.

Everyone has their own rhythm, the rhythm of shooting, and the rhythm of martial arts. This rhythm is so small that many people don't even feel it, but it's real.

Only a handful of the best players can catch the rhythm of their opponents, and even fewer will be able to take advantage of this and beat them!

"Are you saying that Yang Ji is using his rhythm to defeat him?"

Han Bin looked at Lu Ling beside him and asked rhetorically, only as soon as the words came out of his mouth did he feel that he had said a fool. Lu Ling's words have been made clear, if Yang Ji hadn't mastered a certain method, it would definitely be impossible for him to tie with Wang Xian, who had practiced the "Black Evil Fist", and was quickly suppressing him.

Who is "Wang Xian"? This kind of martial arts genius can catch the rhythm of his shots, which is already amazing. And Yang Ji can actually use this to defeat him.

Han Bin couldn't help but be shocked when he thought of this.

"Is Yang Ji actually so strong?"

An electric light flashed in Han Bin's mind.