Every "Wuju person" is an upstart in the imperial court, the red robe has deepened, and since then he has entered the power system of the imperial court, and his identity is unspeakably expensive.

Once the warrior is "lifted", it is a sparrow that flies on the branches, transforms into a phoenix, and becomes the head of all lives from then on!

Under countless envious eyes, Yang Ji walked all the way forward, and everywhere he went, the crowd was like a huge wave, automatically separating. In front of the two brothers, Ouyang Zishi and Ouyang Zhuming, Yang Ji stopped.

"Senior brother!"

Ouyang Zishi screamed, his voice obviously revealing a sense of life and awe, but it was not as enthusiastic as before.

Yang Ji glanced at it and immediately understood.

"Don't worry, whether I win the lift or not, I am the Senior Brother Yang you know!"

Yang Ji said lightly.

As soon as he said it, Ouyang Zishi smiled, became excited again, and became the Ouyang Zishi that Yang Ji was familiar with:

"Yes, Senior Brother Yang!"

After a pause, he added:

"Senior brother, in a moment, I will pass on the news to the elders with the flying eagle. They will be very happy to know the news!"

"Heh, don't worry, wait three years, and you will have such a chance. ”

Yang Jidao.

Once a warrior is promoted, his identity will be very different, and there will also be a gap and generation gap between him and his original friends and brothers.

Yang Ji knew this deeply, so he said that and wiped these signs in advance.

Yang Ji didn't notice that Ouyang Zhuming on the side, when he heard Yang Ji say this, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, his expression became much softer, and his eyes were faintly admired.

"Bell!"

The game continued, and the game ended, and Yang Ji did not return to the backstage lounge. On Zhang Heng. He had already transformed enough blood qi, and his whole person was full of essence, qi, and spirit, and he had reached his peak state, and he could deal with a "Guardian God Sect level" at any time, or even a more fierce battle.

Winning three of the six games, Yang Ji has already completed half of the game. However, Yang Ji didn't dare to be careless at all. Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles. Zhang Heng was an accident.

Next, whether it is Sima Shaozhen, Wei Boyang, Zhang Fu, or the sword of the Hidden Sword Palace, they are all their fierce rivals.

I won't always have that good luck.

"In the next game, it should be almost their turn!"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

"In the next game, No. 26 sword is not to blame!"

"No. 11 Huangtong!"

......

In the ring, the voice of the martial examiner sounded. Hearing the name of "Sword No Blame", Yang Ji's eyes suddenly lit up. This match was the first match he saw Jian Wujiao.

Each of the players in the "Winner's Bracket" has an extraordinary background, and Jian Wuyi did not show it at all in the previous matches. The real hole cards are revealed, but this round is different.

Even Yang Ji was forced out of the "Eight-Armed Demon God", let alone others.

"Huang Tong, isn't this the third son of the Huang family, known as the most outstanding son of the younger generation of the Huang family!"

A surprised voice came from Ouyang Zishi's ears, and he turned his head to look at Ouyang Zhuming on the side.

"The Huang family, the one who is on an equal footing with your Ouyang family?"

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he also looked at Ouyang Zhuming on the side.

"Brother Yang, you also think too highly of us. In the Zhou Mansion, who doesn't know that the power of the Huang family is far above our Ouyang family?"

Ouyang Zhuming smiled bitterly.

"That night...... Is that them?"

Yang Ji handed over a look.

Ouyang Zhuming smiled bitterly and nodded. affirmed Yang Ji's guess. This Huang family was that night, and the Cult of Evil Gods was commanded by Zhang Fu to make a big fuss. The Huang clan who suffered heavy losses.

Yang Ji was very surprised. He has noticed the name Huang Tong, and the ranking is not high, but it is definitely not low. It's just that at that time, Yang Ji's attention was on Sima Shaozhen and others, and he didn't pay much attention to Huang Tong.

"As a family, our Ouyang's power is in the ocean. The Huang clan's power is in the court. The sea is always inferior to the land, which is also the reason why our Ouyang family is not as good as the Huang family. That ......"

Ouyang Zhuming lowered his voice:

"That noisy night. Several good hands died over there, and Huang Tong killed them. ”

Speaking of Zhang Fu and the Cult of the Evil God, Ouyang Zhuming was obviously very jealous and didn't dare to point it out at all. After all, Zhang Fuke is here.

Yang Ji will understand. Anyway, the two of them knew about it.

"Why didn't I hear you that night?"

Yang Ji was surprised.

"That's what I heard about later. This Huang Tong is not simple, and the Huang family focuses on cultivating him. It is to compete with my third brother as the future Great Martial Sect. However, this man is very low-key. He never showed it, and even in front of us, he never made a move. ”

"But we all know in the world that Huang Tong, the third son of the Huang family, is definitely not an ordinary person. When I saw the three lists of heaven, earth and man, I knew that everyone had been deceived by him. His rankings are definitely more than that. ”

Ouyang Zhu Ming said, looking very dignified and heartfelt.

Yang Ji glanced at the young man in yellow who was walking into the ring in the audience, and was surprised in his heart. Ouyang Zhuming's third brother is Ouyang Zifu, this is the eightfold Great Martial Sect, and his strength is not trivial.

Huang Tong's age was obviously not as good as Ouyang Zifu's, and he was at least three or four years younger than him. But listening to Ouyang Zhuming's meaning, this Huang Tong is a potential opponent of Ouyang Zifu.

This made Yang Ji's evaluation of him in his heart immediately rise greatly.

"Zhu Ming, didn't you fight with Huang Tong?"

Suddenly, Ouyang Zishi interjected, revealing the secret in one word.

Yang Ji suddenly understood in his heart, and finally understood why Ouyang Zhuming knew so much about Huang Tong.

"Don't look at me, it's not a glorious thing. ”

Ouyang Zhuming glanced at Ouyang Zishi next to him, with a helpless expression. This is his sixth brother, what can he say?

Ouyang Zishi woke up at this time, knew that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately shut up.

"What, lost?"

Yang Ji smiled.

"Hmm. ”

Ouyang Zhuming nodded, "Second move! The first move is seriously injured, and the second move is flying!"

Ouyang Zhuming said it neatly, but Yang Ji's heart jumped a little, and he looked back at the "brass" who had already stepped into the ring. The look is completely different.

Ouyang Zhuming's strength Yang Ji knew, although he lost to "Zhang Fu" and fell into the loser's group. But that in itself doesn't mean much.

Zhang Fu's strength is terrifying, and he can easily break more than ninety percent of the people here into the loser's group.

Ouyang Zhuming is a martial artist, and he is a top martial artist. If he was telling the truth, this Huang Tong could seriously injure him in one move and knock him away in two moves. Then the strength of this Huang Tong is quite terrifying.

"There is a rumor in the family that Huang Tong once went deep into the outer heavens and subdued a fierce beast of the Eight Great Martial Sect level. But the beast had never seen him summon it. ”

Ouyang Zhuming's faint voice came from his ears.

Yang Ji's face changed suddenly. Defeat and submission, these are two concepts. If Huang Tong was able to descend on a fierce beast of the Martial Eightfold Martial Dao, then this person would be a rather formidable opponent.

What's more...... , which means that the person who fights Huang Tong is probably facing more than one person.

"It is not easy for the family to gain a foothold, but I underestimated this Huang family before!"

Yang Ji secretly said in his heart, putting away all his contempt.

In the ring, Jian Wuyi was dressed in black and gold. Walked into the ring. This person is like a moving cloud, and his body is full of secrets, which people can never see through.

And the kendo aura on his body made Yang Ji naturally have a sense of affection for him, surpassing all other players.

This is the resonance between the "swordsman" and the "swordsman".

Looking at the sword without blame, many times it made Yang Ji feel like he was looking at his "reflection".

His expression was calm, and his long black hair poured down from his temples like a waterfall, and he stood motionless. On the other side of Jian Wujiao, Huang Tong looked indifferent. There is a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and the same is motionless.

The two of them are like Yue Zhiyuan. Facing each other from afar, no one moved, no one spoke, like two statues.

"Bell!"

Qingyue's bell chime sounded, and the game officially began.

"Boom!"

It was like a rainstorm, just at the moment when the game began. The void around Huang Tong exploded, distorting and blurring, instantly blurring everyone's vision.

Roar, in the earth-shattering roar, a fierce aura suddenly rushed up from Huang Tong's body.

I have never seen such a powerful beast in a warrior. The fierce aura of the sky condensed in the sky above Huang Tong, turning into a huge fierce beast with teeth and claws.

The invisible ferocious aura even penetrated the walls of the rainbow light of the enchantment and went straight to the top of the temple.

"Ahh

His Highness exclaimed in amazement, and after the powerful fierce aura penetrated the roof of the hall, it suddenly turned into a huge fist, and smashed down towards the sword at the other end at a speed hundreds of times faster than before.

"Buzz!"

Even though he had been mentally prepared, when he really saw Huang Tong make a move, Yang Ji couldn't help but beat his eyelids wildly and was surprised.

"What a thick blood!"

Huang Tong, who was in the ring, seemed to have torn off his disguise, and the blood and aura on his body increased exponentially. The current Huang Tong's strength is no longer under Zhao Youhuai, who has the blood of the demon clan.

The son of this great family showed his true strength.

What's even more amazing is the sword's blameless response.

"Boom!"

Jian Wuyi's expression was flat, his long hair was agitated, and he faced Huang Tong's monstrous blow swallowing the sea, and the momentum was shocking. Jian Wuyi just stretched out a finger, pointed at Huang Tong, and pointed it straight.

Boom, there was no sword in Jian Wuyi's hand, not even gold and iron, but on his fingertips, there was a straight shot out of the transparent sword qi with the thickness of his arm.

This sword qi pierced through the void, and also penetrated Huang Tong's strength, tearing out a big hole in Huang Tong's strength, and straight into the depths of Huang Tong's strength.

"Ahh

There was a low roar, a cry of pain came from the depths of the vague qi, and the next moment, Huang Tong's figure immediately moved sideways from the blurred air mass.

One hit! Just one hit!

Jian Wuyi not only broke Huang Tong's strength, but also seemed to have injured Huang Tong in one face!

This made everyone stunned for a while! (To be continued......)