Yang Ji said calmly. This is not some sarcasm or dissatisfaction with Zhang Daoyi, but just a kind of calm explanation of the ambition in his heart.

It doesn't matter who Zhang Daoyi is, and whether he is from Heishui Cliff or which faction, whether he likes it or not, it doesn't matter to Yang Ji.

From childhood to adulthood, Yang Ji has seen too many people who are warm and cold, white-eyed, and excluded. Yang Ji deeply understands that fate must be in his own hands.

Otherwise, he will live like an ant, and any "Zhang Daoyi" or "Yang Xuanlan" who suddenly appears can make him fall into a place of no return.

"I see ambition in your eyes. Your ambition is too big, I don't like it!"

Zhang Daoyi said coldly.

On Yang Ji's body, Zhang Daoyi saw a familiar look, which was a look full of endless ambition. This kind of look Zhang Daoyi once felt on his body.

It's just that Zhang Daoyi felt very unconvinced about this guy who came out of the quagmire of Jin'an City, whose highest background was only a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect.

The phoenix can open its own screen, but the crow also learns to open, and that's not the same thing. At least, the open-screen phoenix never likes the open-screen crow.

"What kind of prince will Xiangning?"

Yang Ji smiled, his face was light.

Whether Zhang Daoyi likes it or not, it has no impact on Yang Ji. Zhang Daoyi wanted to "teach himself", but he was really looking for the wrong person.

At least, Yang Ji is by no means the one who will listen with peace of mind.

"And, when did Blackwater Cliff start to convince people with its mouths?"

Yang Ji sneered.

The voice stopped abruptly, and Zhang Daoyi stared at Yang Ji, his face gloomy.

"You're too arrogant. Even so, I won't say much more. Let's see the real thing. ”

Zhang Daoyi took two steps back, and then motioned to the martial arts examiner not far away.

"Game on!"

With the sound of bells. Cheers of celebration rang out again in the Martial Palace, and there was no doubt that it would be another good match.

During this day, everyone enjoyed too many high-level competitions.

"Senior Brother Zhang, come on!"

"Yang Ji, come on!"

......

It was piecemeal at first, but then it was centered around the ring. The boundary between the north and the south actually formed a clear cheering sound on both sides around the two.

Yang Ji has a lot of supporters, and there are also many supporters of Blackwater Cliff.

All the candidates and examiners were attracted to the ring. Zhang Fu, Wei Boyang, and Sima Shaozhen are recognized as the top three in the martial arts examination, and everyone understands that this battle between Yang Ji and Zhang Daoyi will determine who will have the potential to challenge the top three!

"Senior brother, come on! Senior brother, come on!"

In the crowd, Ouyang Zishi shouted as hard as he could. Ouyang Zhuming on the side was also driven by his emotions, and unconsciously raised his arm slightly.

Although he doesn't admit it. But frankly speaking, it is really admirable that a disciple of a small sect of Yang Ji has been able to come this far in the martial arts of the strong.

His current achievements are enough to put almost all the children of the family to shame.

The shouts outside shook the sky, but Yang Ji's heart was calm.

"It's finally begun!"

Yang Ji looked at Zhang Daoyi opposite, and suddenly let out a long sigh in his heart. Before the game, Yang Ji was still a little nervous in his heart, but he didn't know why, when he really stepped into the ring. Yang Ji was relieved, as if he had let go of a thousand pounds of burden. I felt a lot more relaxed.

"Buzz!"

A majestic aura burst out from the opposite side like a storm, and at the same time, a powerful consciousness condensed like a substance, like a steel rope across the void, anchored to itself.

――It's Zhang Daoyi!

The atmosphere in the void collapsed, brewing like a storm. Yang Ji knows. Zhang Daoyi was ready to attack. However, Yang Ji did not give him this opportunity.

Click, the sky was dark, and a huge thunderbolt seemed to pass through the void. Everyone's eyes were full of flowers, and before they could react, they heard a loud beast-like roar in their ears.

No one knows how Yang Ji disappeared. Only knew that after he disappeared, a huge figure shimmered with bronze luster and rose from the billowing black smoke.

In just an instant, the demon-like figure appeared in front of Zhang Daoyi, the bronze giant palm collapsed like a mountain cracking, and a sharp slash slashed Zhang Daoyi out like a ball.

"Boom!"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire martial hall seemed to be held up by an invisible giant hand, shaking vigorously, making a thunderous sound. The air flow in the entire hall was roaring, as if a hurricane was passing through the mirror. It wasn't until Zhang Daoyi rolled in the air and smashed the rainbow wall of the enchantment that the huge roar was deafening and reached everyone's ears.

“！！！”

No one could speak, and a pair of eyes stared at the stage desperately, immersed in great shock.

Yang Jihe, "Wei Yantong" and "Sword Blameless" did not sacrifice the "Eight-Armed Demon God" until the last moment to defeat the opponent. No one expected that Yang Ji and Zhang Daoyi had just started, and they sacrificed the strongest killing move to fly Zhang Daoyi out.

That blow was like thunder and lightning, and it was like lightning and fire, Zhang Daoyi had already slid down from the enchantment rainbow, and there were still traces in everyone's eyes when Zhang Daoyi was knocked away.

The speed was too fast, and the power was too great! The loud hum had drowned out everyone's voices, and even if they were shouting, it was impossible to hear them clearly.

"These two guys ......"

The crowd gasped for air. No one thought that the battle between Yang Ji and Zhang Daoyi had just begun, and it was already tense and fierce to this extent.

Yang Ji's performance was unusual, and he had completely peaked his previous passive defense, cautious and cautious style. Active and domineering, completely different from what he used to be.

In the ring, the battle is far from over.

Yang Ji suddenly burst out, and flew Zhang Dao out with one move, but not only did he not have any success or joy in his heart, but he sank sharply.

"Didn't work out!"

Yang Ji clearly felt that although Zhang Daoyi was knocked out by himself, he did not suffer any damage. The black and white light enveloped him, blocking all his attacks.

Yang Ji has been fighting for so long, and he has never encountered such a situation. Zhang Daoyi's action of getting up from the ground didn't look like it was done by someone who was injured in the slightest.

Meaningless, all this is the effect of the "impermanence disk" in his hand!

Yang Ji didn't expect that Zhang Daoyi's "Impermanence" would be so powerful.

"Hahaha, didn't expect that?"

In the distance, Zhang Daoyi seemed to know what Yang Ji was thinking, and laughed. His whole body was shrouded in black and white light, and this light became more and more intense, and he couldn't even see his face clearly.

Zhang Daoyi was wrapped in a hazy light, leaving only a shadow, and slowly walked towards Yang Ji with his steps, exuding a strong oppressive force all over his body:

"No matter what power your eight-armed demon god has, it is useless in front of my impermanence. Yang Ji, when you meet me, it's your end, stop me!"

The buzzing sound was still echoing in the air, Zhang Dao's eyes were blazing, staring at Yang Ji, and at the same time, his fingers were clasped, and he suddenly destroyed the "Impermanence Disk" in his hand!

"Buzz!"

The light flashed, and on Zhang Daoyi's body, the black and white light skyrocketed, from about a few zhang to more than ten zhang high. And at the same time, boom, without any warning, Yang Ji rumbled in his mind, and his eyes changed in an instant.

All the colors faded from his eyes in an instant, and the entire martial hall suddenly seemed to change a world, from the brightly colored human world to the gray and white world of death.

The wind was miserable all around, and there was nothing in the void, only thousands of roars in the ears, like the angry howls of the dead souls.

Dead air!

Intense death!

It was also at this time that Yang Ji found that he couldn't see the candidates in the audience, and even the rainbow light enchantment in the ring became only a faint arc-shaped outline.

The boundaries between worlds and worlds, between objects and objects, have all become blurred and indistinguishable. There are only black and white heterochromatic.

It's like a world of death, a forgotten world with only dead air.

"It's not good, he's controlled by Liujue!"

Yang Ji was shocked.

The ring is still the ring, and Yang Ji can feel the hard, cold, and solid feedback on the ground. Moreover, Zhang Daoyi is still just a mere martial artist, and it is impossible for him to have the ability to create a world and drag himself into it.

Yang Ji knew that Zhang Daoyi must not know when he invaded his six senses and felt his own perception.

"Yang Ji, accept your fate! Here, it's your end!"

Three hoarse, icy voices rang out at the same time. Yang Ji's heart was shocked, and he suddenly looked up, only to see that on the opposite side of the ring, a black and white figure more than ten zhang tall and a tall one, holding a huge mace, was staring at him with the same eyes as a dead man.

And between the two black and white figures, a small figure was staring at him, three mouths one by one, talking at the same time, unable to tell which person said it.

An indescribable feeling surged from my heart, from Zhang Daoyi and the two black and white figures. Zhang Daoyi seemed to have become a black hole in space, exuding a powerful attraction.

Under the effect of this attraction, Yang Ji actually had a feeling that his spiritual power was loose, and his soul was about to come out of his body. This feeling has never been felt before, and Yang Ji was greatly surprised in his heart.

"No, it's not an illusion, it's that he's already absorbing my spiritual power!"

Yang Ji was suddenly shocked and surprised. This is not an illusion, but it is indeed happening, countless spiritual particles float out of the body like a thin veil, and then converge into the black and white double shadow around Zhang Dao's body. (To be continued......)