If Sima Shaozhen's strength is not good, Yang Ji can still rely on his own cultivation to deal with him. It is even possible to finally take the "Scythe of Blood" from him.

But the real situation is that even if you don't look at the instrument, Sima Shaozhen's own cultivation looks even more profound than Yang Jidu.

He hadn't even used any stunts, and he was already able to exude a coercion similar to the level of the Eight Great Martial Sects, which was inferior to Yang Ji.

Heavy footsteps came with a bang, led by Zhou Tong, the chief examiner from the Imperial Capital City, and the two rows of martial arts examiners in the back, with heavy armor all over their bodies.

The crowd parted like a tide, and Yang Ji temporarily pressed his mind, and his eyes focused on the chief examiner and the adjutants.

Although the incident happened two days ago, Fu Zhenggang's martial arts ring was destroyed, a big hole was knocked out of the top of the martial palace, and everyone also took the risk of being killed by the evil god, but judging from the complexion of the chief examiner and the adjutants, this matter has been successfully handled.

The group marched through the crowd and up the stairs to the new jousting ring. Countless multicolored beams of light were concentrated in the ring.

As soon as the bell chime rang, the entire martial hall instantly fell silent, and countless eyes were focused on this chief examiner from all directions.

It's been almost a month since the martial arts examination was held, and everyone understood that after the game was over, everyone would not have more chances to meet this "Beijing official" from the imperial capital.

"First of all, I'm glad that there are so many people coming to watch the tournament until now, especially after what happened that day. This shows that everyone still has the basic qualities and will of a martial artist, and they are not scared!"

The chief examiner from Dijing City looked at the audience, and the crowd suddenly burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was much milder.

"Anyway, though. Let's first congratulate the first batch of martial artists born in our martial arts examination, Yang Ji, Wei Boyang, and Sima Shaozhen, although there was a reason for the incident, the awards on that day were not held as scheduled, but all the rewards were a lot. They will all be distributed together after the martial arts examination is over and the dust has settled—— let's congratulate them!"

High in the ring, the chief examiner from the Imperial Capital City had a loud voice, stretched out one hand, and quickly waved it in the direction of Yang Ji, Wei Boyang, and Sima Shaozhen in the crowd.

"Boom!"

In an instant, there was a burst of cheers at the scene, and the applause was deafening, breaking through the sky. This is a sincere compliment, and it is also an affirmation of the strength of the three people.

"Now. Let's hold the second round of the competition, there are still nine places in the martial arts examination, and these nine places belong to the winners of this martial arts examination. And in the future, there will be countless places that belong to you, and I hope that everyone will work together like these people!"

As soon as the voice of the chief examiner from Dijing City fell, the audience burst into applause, and the whole atmosphere was aroused.

"This human ...... Looks like he's very good at talking!"

in the mind. The Great Asura watched coldly.

Yang Ji didn't answer, but he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart. The official of the martial arts examination is obviously preparing to make the competition between him and Sima Shaozhen and Wei Boyang the highlight. Or the finale.

For Yang Ji, this undoubtedly provided him with a little buffer time. It may not be very useful, but at least, he can use this time to think about countermeasures and tactics.

One game was in accordance with the rules of the martial arts examination, and the second round of competition for nine "martial artists" began between the winning group and the loser group.

Because Zhang Fu was deprived of the qualification for the martial arts examination, a position was vacated. So the people in the "loser's bracket" also have a chance to compete, which gives many people hope.

But all this has nothing to do with Yang Ji.

Finding a place against the wall, Yang Ji leaned his back against the wall and fell into deep thought.

The martial arts examination passed slowly, and there was no good way for either Yang Ji or the Great Asura. The "Eight-Armed Demon God" is no match for the bronze blood magic weapon; the speed-type means are not against Sima Shaozhen (Zhao Youhuai's defeat at the hands of Sima Shaozhen is the best proof); the power of Buddha and the spirit of Confucian grandeur are useless to Sima Shaozhen; and the martial arts of the Sima family are not necessarily inferior to their own......

I really don't have the slightest advantage in this battle!

"Is there really no way?"

Yang Ji pondered. Thinking of the future, I couldn't help but sigh deeply in my heart.

"Bell!"

A bell chime woke Yang Ji up from his contemplation, and with a burst of cheers like a landslide and tsunami, the march of the martial arts examination also reached its climax.

- Not long after, the battle for Yang Ji, Wei Boyang, and Sima Shaozhen will be discussed.

"Next, please ask Yang Ji, Sima Shaozhen, and Wei Boyang to prepare for ......"

Sure enough, the loud voice of the martial arts examiner sounded in the ring.

Yang Ji's heart sank slightly and stood up.

"Perhaps, you can use the heart of a great Asura warrior to deal with him like you did with Zhang Fu!"

In his mind, the Great Asura finally couldn't help it.

"It's useless. His blood qi and blood scythe are combined, extremely sharp, and have a powerful breaking power. With the current state of the Great Asura Warlord's Heart, there is no way to absorb this sharp energy!"

Yang Ji shook his head and sighed.

The Great Asura Battle General is a tenfold martial saint who can absorb cosmic energy from the depths of time and space, let alone this ordinary energy. But it's a pity that Yang Ji's Great Asura Warlord's Heart has been sealed too much, and he has lost too much energy, and his current power is less than one thousandth of what it used to be.

Unless you are close to fight with your bare hands, you can absorb the blood and qi of the other party. But Sima Shaozhen has watched his game, and it is a necessary quality for a master of this level to have insight, and it is difficult for Yang Ji's methods to work on him.

"Is there really no way?"

This time, even the Great Asura was at a loss. Yang Ji's means of defeating others seemed to be useless to Sima Shaozhen.

Yang Ji's heart was heavy, and he had no intention of dealing with the Great Asura, so he flicked his sleeves and walked in the direction of the ring.

"Now, I can only take one step at a time, and I can respond to the situation. ”

Yang Ji sighed in his heart, and he gave up completely.

By now, he has exhausted all means. Sima Shaozhen's cultivation is no worse than him, and he has one more top-level bronze blood magic weapon than him, and the result of this scene can already be expected.

It's just that Yang Ji doesn't want to admit it yet.

"If only I had a bronze blood artifact too!"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

In this kind of competition, Sima Shaozhen's family background played a decisive role, which was far greater than the threat brought to Yang Ji by his martial arts.

"Let's go!"

Yang Ji sighed in his heart and walked forward.

............

"Childe, it's about to start!"

In the other direction, the young attendant stepped forward slightly and whispered in his son's ear.

"Hehe, it's almost over!"

Sima Shaozhen smiled indifferently, a threat is always a threat, that's all. He always regarded Yang Ji as a threat, but the result of this martial arts examination had already been settled for Sima Shaozhen.

Here, Zhang Fu could compete with him, but now, no one can defeat him.

"Let's go!"

Sima Shaozhen waved his sleeves and walked in the direction of the ring. In the last two games of the martial arts examination, he didn't mind showing all his strength, letting everyone see the true face of Lushan and see the true face of the world-shattering "blood sickle" of the Sima family.

Bang bang bang!

In the ring, the battle was fierce, and the banging energy collided like a huge wave. These are the last two games. After the game, it was the battle for Wu Jieyuan.

It is also the heaviest competition in this year's martial arts.

At this time, even the two seeded players in the ring are a little absent-minded, let alone the others.

Yang Ji, Sima Shaozhen, and Wei Boyang, the three strongest martial arts masters who have never fought each other, are finally going to compete in this ring.

"Bell!"

A moment later, with the sound of the bell, the atmosphere in the martial hall suddenly became tense.

............

The atmosphere was tense in more than one martial hall, and at the same time, it was separated from the Han Dynasty by countless time and space, and in the depths of countless calculations far away, the surrounding flames were raging, and the atmosphere was also tense.

"Everyone's attention!

In the world of flames, the majestic and high-pitched voices of the Tusu people resounded in the sky.

On a small fiery red hill jutting out of a sea of magma, Tu Su Renxiong and the elders of the Earth Volcano Village stood on it wearing the Vulcan robe.

Around them, there was a huge magic circle, gathering the flames around it.

Looking closely, the four corners of the rectangular circle are clearly inlaid with pieces of flint. Under the action of these flints, the temperature around the hills is much more scorching than elsewhere.

"Roaring ——"

A loud roar, extremely violent, came from the void. The roar shook the air waves, and the waves around them churned.

Looking up, you can see that above the heads of the elders of Tusu Renxiong and Earth Volcano Village, a huge crocodile-shaped giant beast has a hazy body, looming.

This is exactly the fierce beast soul that Yang Ji killed the fire-based crocodile-shaped giant beast and hunted.

Although the giant beast is dead, its soul is still there, and it still has a strong control over the flames. Looking around, it can be clearly seen that within a range of more than seventy or eighty zhang around, streams of fire are converging from all directions, but the intensity is not as huge as before.

At this moment, the cultivation of the magic weapon has reached the most critical moment. I saw that under the soul of the crocodile-shaped giant beast, a pool of fiery red molten steel and iron floated in the void, twisting and changing, slowly taking shape.

After countless days and nights of tempering, now the ten catties of copper mother provided by Yang Ji are finally about to be finalized. And the powerful soul of the crocodile-shaped giant beast also made the final fusion with this magic weapon matrix.

"Everyone be careful! The martial arts examination is almost over, no matter what, we must complete the cultivation of this magic weapon before the end of the martial arts examination! If the martial arts examination is over, it will be meaningless for us to hurry up during this time!" (To be continued.) )