Chapter 289: Zhang Servant Appears
"No. 777, Zhang Fu wins!"
A high-pitched voice quickly resounded throughout the audience, announcing victory in the battle.
Yang Ji and Ouyang Zhuming quickly looked back, and when they saw the situation in the ring, their faces changed. Although Yang Ji had been talking to Ouyang Zhuming, his position was almost unobstructed from all the battles throughout the audience.
The player in the No. 3 ring, Yang Ji didn't know. But Yang Ji remembered his number plate, No. 14!
β...... It's a seeded player!"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and his heart was turbulent.
No. 777 Zhang Fu, a name that has never been heard before! A battle between a seeded player and an ordinary player, it is actually a seeded player with a higher voice who falls.
This Qu Wujiang defeated a strong seeded player!
At this moment, half of the hall was silent, half of the hall cheered and cheered, and the landslide and tsunami!
On the sixth day, on the first day of Yang Ji's debut, someone actually defeated a seeded player in front of everyone!
Ouyang Zishi's reaction was still a little sluggish, but Yang Ji and Ouyang Zhuming were already speechless in shock.
In fact, the battle shook far more than just two people.
The southeast, northwest, and all directions of the Martial Hall were far from being shocked by the results of this battle. Bai Zongdao and Zhang Daoyi, including the powerhouses outside Taiyuan Continent, opened their eyes wide, and their eyes were full of disbelief.
The 30 seeded players are not selected, but won by individual strength. There is no black box and no cheating.
No one in the imperial court's most important martial arts examination has yet had such courage. No one has this ability either!
Being able to get the number plate after 30 itself represents their strength. This is indisputable. Although it is also possible for ordinary players to defeat seeded players in the martial arts examination, the probability of this is extremely small.
"Zhu Ming. Who the hell is this servant?"
Yang Ji looked at the slender figure standing alone on the stage, and said with a shocked face. Unlike the others, this candidate named Zhang Fu was dressed in black, and he looked extremely eye-catching in the martial hall!
"I don't know!"
The shock on Ouyang Zhuming's face was no less than that of Yang Ji. This match completely changed the meaning of the sixth day of the game. The people in the hall may not feel it yet.
But for all seeded players, it's absolutely heaven-shattering, like an inverted day and moon change.
"This Zhang servant, according to the information, is only a disciple of a small family in Qingping County. In Qingping County, the performance in the martial arts examination is also not outstanding. It's just hanging at the end of the list, just qualified to enter the martial arts show. β
"Follow our message. His strength is okay. But that's just about it. Even the elder brother of Qingping County can't compare. It's impossible to beat a seeded player!"
In the end, Ouyang Zhuming was speechless. This information is completely inconsistent with the information of the Ouyang family.
The Zhang servant in the Ouyang family's intelligence collection and the Zhang servant in front of him are exactly the same two people.
The martial arts examination was held for six days. If there is any dark horse, then this Zhang Servant is definitely the biggest black and white. Far beyond the so-called Chen Bo!
"No, according to the information, this Zhang servant has disappeared for a while. β
Suddenly. Ouyang Zishi's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Yang Ji and Ouyang Zhu Ming turned their heads when they heard this, and looked at them together.
"How do you know?"
Ouyang Zhuming looked at Ouyang Zishi. A strange face.
Ouyang Zishi knew what he meant, and hurriedly explained:
"You're looking at the earliest sources. Before the martial arts examination, the people in the family also carried out a second repair. This was sent by a spy. Just a small line of print. You shouldn't have seen it. β
"I see. β
Ouyang Zhuming was stunned. The Maison often conducts at least a secondary search for important matters. And some important targets will even conduct three searches, and then edit the file based on the information searched.
The purpose of this is to avoid information omissions.
For the collection of intelligence, almost every family is like this, quite rigorous!
"Is there any mention of where he went in the family information?"
Ouyang Zhuming asked.
"Just say he disappeared for three months. And then the rest of the information is exactly the same as you know. β
Ouyang Zishi shook his head.
is also the core of the family, and both of them have the right to read the family information. It's just that Ouyang Zhuming's mind is focused on the competition, and Ouyang Zi is actually relatively relaxed. Look more carefully.
All three were silent. There is no doubt that if there is anything wrong with this Zhang servant. The three months of disappearance may have a lot to do with it. Of course, this is only a possibility.
"I still don't get it. How could this guy be so strong? It's changed too much. There must have been something very wrong with the family's intelligence gathering efforts. β
Ouyang Zhu Ming said, his face solemn.
The appearance of this Zhang servant was like a depth charge, blowing up the whole school of fish. There is no doubt that the martial arts are going to be reshuffled. This is a huge change.
To be able to beat a seeded player, this person is terrifyingly strong. There is no doubt that Wu Jieyuan's contender has one more person.
"Zhang Fu ......"
"Zhang Fu ......"
"Zhang Fu ......"
No matter what everyone else thinks. Under the ring, there were already loud cheers. Following Chen Bo's fall, there is no doubt that this candidate named Zhang Fu has taken his place.
An ordinary player who "defeated the strong with the weak" and defeated the powerful seeded player, for many candidates, this undoubtedly represents a dream, a miracle!
Many people substitute themselves into the middle, fantasizing that they are also standing in the ring like this, and they can't help but have a kind of resonance in their hearts. So the cheers were louder.
"It's wonderful!"
In the ring, Zhang Fu listened to his name cheering from all directions, like a landslide and tsunami, and his heart was full of intoxication:
"I love it!"
After the game, Zhang Fu did not leave the ring in a hurry. This feeling of being surrounded by thousands of people and watching him lightly, and his self-esteem was greatly satisfied.
"Go for it! This is just the beginning!"
An evil and dark voice suddenly sounded in the depths of Zhang Fu's mind, and no one could hear it except Zhang Fu himself:
"The martial arts examination is a good springboard, as long as you follow my plan, successfully win this martial arts examination, and then enter the court of the Han Dynasty, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future, and everything you want will be satisfied." With my help, you will be in a position of great honor. β
"As long as you can successfully occupy a high position in the imperial court, our Cult of the Evil God has your help, and we will definitely grow stronger and stronger in the future, with more disciples!"
The sinister, dark voice was full of bewitchment.
The sΓ©ance ritual was not as successful as expected. The followers of the cult of the evil god thought that Zhang Fu had become an evil god, but they didn't know that the dark gods, who were powerful gods, were being suppressed and rejected by this world all the time.
Advent is far from easy!
Although Zhang Fu and the evil god clone converged, the fusion of the soul was far from easy. In order to save divine power, but also to resist the rejection of the plane, many times, the evil god clone handed over the control of the body to Zhang Servant.
Of course, the evil god completely controls the soul of Zhang Fu!
- Except for Zhang Servant himself, even the elders of the Cult of Evil Gods don't know this!
"Hehe, don't worry, master! Can people still fight against the gods? The warriors here seem to me to be like local chickens and dogs, and they are not vulnerable at all. β
Zhang Fu said with a smile, undisguised his disdain for these so-called warriors.
If it was before, he might have restrained a little, but after the success of the arrival, Zhang Fu was already fearless. As he said, can man still compete with God?
"Don't be careless. There are really not many people who can threaten us. But I'm still distracted by suppressing the power of the Martial Saint here, and I can't help you much. It's hard to say what happened. I don't want that. β
The evil god doppelganger.
"Hehe, master, you can suppress the power of the Martial Saint here. Where else can we threaten anything?"
Zhang Fu smiled, unimpressed.
Not to mention Zhang Servant on the stage, under the ring, Yang Ji has been observing Zhang Servant.
"This guy is weird!"
Yang Ji muttered. He had been observing him for a while. I don't know why, this Zhang servant gave him an indescribable weirdness.
On him, Yang Ji felt an unusually strong aura of flesh and blood! Yes! It was not flesh and blood, but flesh and blood! It was like a large pile of flesh and blood full of vitality piled up.
This indescribable feeling made Yang Ji feel very weird, and even had a feeling of boredom and nausea.
Purely from the feeling of feeling, the breath of flesh and blood represents the taste of masculinity, and this Zhang servant doesn't look like a problem no matter how you look at it. But-
"Buzz!"
The next moment, Yang Ji's heart moved, and the purest and most righteous Confucian power in his body surged into his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the world in Yang Ji's eyes had changed.
"Boom!"
The light is bizarre, the colorful colors fade, and the eyes are black and white. When Yang Ji looked up at Zhang Fu again, there was a shock in his mind, as if he had been knocked in front of him by an invisible giant mallet, and his whole face changed suddenly.
The servant Zhang in the ring looked fine at first glance, but when Yang Ji looked at him again, he suddenly saw a little hidden deep darkness in the depths of his abdomen.
This bit of darkness was only the size of a sesame seed in Zhang Fu's body, but in this darkness, what Yang Ji felt was the smell of evil and darkness that he had never felt before.
It was beyond the smell of even evil martial artists, and even just by looking at it, one could feel a huge wave of evil and darkness, with a rancid smell coming to your nose.
The evil path giants such as the Evil Dao Prince, compared to it, the aura on their bodies is like clear water. (To be continued......)