"Bang!"

A powerful palm with five fingers open, emitting billowing black smoke, rapidly expanding in the eyes. Yang Ji saw it clearly and reacted in his heart, but his body couldn't keep up at all.

Bang!

The moment the palm of his hand fell, Yang Ji's body was like a tofu block falling on the ground, torn apart. At the last moment of "death", Yang Ji saw a dark golden mask, and his eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain.

......

"Whew!"

Yang Ji woke up from his meditation, sat up suddenly, gasped heavily, and sweated profusely.

"Failed again. ”

Yang Ji shook his head, his wet hair hitting his cheeks, cool. This is not the first time he has fought against the "Evil Prince" projected in his mind, but after every battle, Yang Ji is exhausted, and he feels like he has died once.

"The Battle of the Evil Dao" sat on the back of the crane in the sky, witnessed the entire battle process of the Evil Dao Prince and the sect elders, and also saw his most powerful strength: terrifying battle instincts, extremely fast speed, vicious and evil skills, and great strength!

-- Yang Ji projected all of this into his mind and formed a new "Evil Dao Prince".

But the subsequent training process was very different from what Yang Ji imagined. Maybe it's because Yang Ji's spiritual power is getting quieter day by day, or maybe it's because the martial arts of the evil prince are too realistic, too powerful, and deadly.

Every time he fought in his mind, Yang Ji was equivalent to dying once. It's no longer much training, it's an infinite experience of death.

"It's horrible. I saw his moves, but I couldn't keep up with them at all. ”

The beads of sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop, Yang Ji lowered his head, and secretly thought in his heart. A strong man of the "Martial Sect" level is completely different from an ordinary martial artist.

When the evil prince chased and killed Yang Ji, the target was only Su Hong on him, and Yang Ji himself was not in his eyes. But when fighting the elders of the Iron Crown Sect. It's really all your best. That kind of simple, fast, deadly, powerful, and threatening blow is still chilling to think about.

Yang Ji asked himself that even if he was in the same realm and strength, he was not his opponent at all, and he couldn't block his attack.

"His punches were so concise, almost streamlined, straight to the limit. There is no superfluous action at any point. Not only the trajectory of the punch, but also the muscles, bones, tendons, and ligaments of the body, all of which serve this punch. Just to hit your opponent faster than your opponent. ”

Yang Ji recalled the path of the evil prince in his mind. He has learned to "punch first", and his shooting speed is much faster than that of martial artists of the same level.

But the prince of the evil path is different, this is not just a difference in mastery and exercises. What is shown in him is also a powerful, innate fighting instinct, which even overwhelms Yang Ji's current powerful psychoanalytic ability.

"I'm still not capable enough, I still have to strengthen again!"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

The attack of the evil prince is too deadly. It's too threatening. The result of a beat slower than him is often not injury, but death!

Bang bang!

The sound of tables and chairs colliding came from the partition, faintly mixed with a burst of angry scolding:

"Get up, get up, get up! It's time to practice. Tomorrow is the time for the official registration of the martial arts examination. We have to beat them not only off stage, but also on stage. We have died so many people, if we still lose to them in the martial arts examination. Do you still want to go back to the sect?"

Yang Ji smiled when he heard this, knowing that it was Chen Zhu next door who was urging those disciples of the "Blood Furnace Realm". Chen Zhu now teaches by word and deed every day. Instruct them on how to deal with the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect.

Pity these disciples of the Black Sword Sect in the Blood Furnace Realm, all of them are good masters, but in front of Chen Zhu, they are like children, they have no temper at all.

Yang Ji has seen it once, although Chen Zhu said that the roar was a little louder, but the powerhouse of "Xiao Zhoutian" did surpass the masters of the "Blood Furnace Realm" in terms of vision, knowledge, and martial arts.

Every time he taught, he had to say something. Therefore, although these disciples of the Black Sword Sect were scolded harshly, they were still very willing to listen.

Yang Ji flicked his sleeves. Stand up from the floor. I fetched a basin of water from a wooden basin, washed it, wiped my sweat with a towel, and then got up and walked out the door.

When Yang Ji went out, Chen Zhu had already left with the disciples of the Black Sword Sect. In the large courtyard surrounded by pine and ancient cypress. The warriors of various factions were intertwined, and they continued to pour out from the inns with flying eaves and arches.

Yang Ji also has some reputation in the sect world, especially the "Battle of the Evil Dao" rescued many disciples of other sects, and he is even more famous.

However, this popularity is only limited to a small part, and for most people, they have never seen Yang Ji at all.

The crowd is full of shuttles, and tomorrow is the time for the official start of registration for the martial arts examination. All those who participated in the martial arts examination, who were not sectarian disciples, or who participated in the free martial arts in the name of the locality, accelerated their actions, restaurants, tea shops, post stations, inns, ...... , all the places where you can get the news, try to find out as much as possible to understand the qualifications of the opponent in this competition.

Yang Ji mixed in the crowd, passed through the gate of the "Wusheng Station", crossed several lanes, passed teahouses, wine shops, and at the end of the streets, Yang Ji finally saw what he was looking for:

A magnificent palace-like building stood, its vermilion tiles glistening in the early morning sun. The door in front of the building was heavily guarded, and a well-known and imposing armor soldier stood guard at the door, looking at people as if they had split anyone who approached in half.

"After waiting for so many days, it's finally here. I almost thought he wouldn't come. ”

Yang Ji looked at the palace and said secretly in his heart.

There is a plaque with a black lacquer background on the door of the main hall, on which there are two upright and thick characters: official post.

The official post in Langya City has basically been closed for many years, and even the generals who guard the city will not break into it lightly. Because this kind of place is prepared for court officials and generals who come and go and come for official business.

Time flies, Yang Ji has been waiting for more than ten days in Langya City, and finally waited for Wang Tai's news: in the evening, General Wang Tai arrived in Langya City.

"Whether it can succeed or not is up to you. ”

Yang Ji looked at the official post on the vermilion top in the distance, and felt slightly uneasy in his heart. He had actually obtained a lot of information from Wang Xian, the second examiner, Wang Tai.

Map of the western frontier of Taishangzhou. Yang Ji also studied it for a long time.

But these things are heard and figured out after all. No one knows what this General Wang Tai is like.

"Hopefully it will be successful. ”

Yang Ji said to himself secretly in his heart.

The second chief examiner, Wang Tai, is the key to his martial arts examination, and Yang Ji does not expect him to open up and hide himself from himself.

What Yang Ji wanted was just to prevent Yang Xuanlan from communiquéing personal vendettas, so as to get a chance to be treated fairly in the martial arts examination. Therefore, Yang Ji was rightly confident in his heart. I don't think it's inappropriate, even if Wang Tai sees through it, Yang Ji has a clear conscience.

As long as this visit impressed the rumored meticulous and extremely difficult to get close to the general, and made him glance at his examination paper twice, the purpose would be achieved.

"Da!"

Yang Ji flicked his robe, took a step, and strode towards the official post in the distance.

"Stop!"

In front of the gate of the official post, Yang Jigang walked over. Before they got closer, the six armor soldiers standing in a row immediately pulled out half of their knives with a sonorous sound:

"This is an important place for the government. The place where the general, Wang Tai, rested. Idlers are not allowed to approach, and leave quickly. ”

One of the armor leaders shouted sharply. His eyes were bright and intimidating, exuding a very strong sense of oppression.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm the Imperial Captain. Please inform me of it, and I will say that the student Yang Ji has come to ask for a meeting. ”

Yang Jizi is round. The momentum is extraordinary. He swooped out the "Captain Walking Token" that Yi Xiantian gave him and grabbed it in the palm of his hand. Shook in front of a few armorers.

The "Du Wei Walking" token is only equivalent to the real power of the school captain, but nominally, it still has the name of "Du Wei". The captain is big, where can he compare to the captain of the imperial court?

Therefore, Yang Ji deliberately did not mention the captain, but only said that he was the captain of the imperial court.

Sure enough, the six armor soldiers were all shocked when they saw the token in Yang Ji's hand. I've never heard of a lieutenant or a lieutenant. I've never heard of "Captain Walking".

But the token in Yang Ji's hand does have the mark of the imperial court, and there is no doubt about it.

In the Han Dynasty, pretending to be an official of the imperial court and a seal was a big crime of killing. No one has such guts.

"Can you borrow it, I can't be the master of this matter, I have to go inside and ask Lord Wang!"

The leader of the armor stretched out a finger and pointed at the "Du Wei Walking" token in Yang Ji's hand.

"Absolutely. ”

Yang Ji smiled. Without mind, he handed over the Lieutenant Walking Token in his hand.

The leader of the armor took the token, turned around, opened the gate of the official post, and hurriedly disappeared inside.

"Hopefully it will work. ”

When the leader of the armor warriors disappeared, the smile on Yang Ji's face suddenly disappeared.

Wang Tai is the chief official of the imperial court, and this posture is obviously to prevent candidates from visiting him before the exam. If you visit him in the face of a candidate, you will never see him.

So Yang Ji thought of the token that Yi Xiantian gave at the beginning. Yi Xiantian has a lot of background, and borrowing his name is much more useful than himself.

However, whether it is useful or not, Yang Ji actually has no bottom in his heart. After all, according to the information he obtained, Wang Tai is notoriously strict and difficult to coerce.

The gate opened by the Guanyi Cave was quiet, and the leader of the armor who entered with Yang Ji's "Du Wei Walking" token was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

It seemed like a second had passed, and it seemed like countless long centuries had passed, just when Yang Ji and the others were running out of patience and thought they had failed, a heavy footstep came. The leader of the armor who had just disappeared went and returned, holding Yang Ji's token in his hand, raised his head and glanced deeply, and then said:

"The general has an order, you can go in-"

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Ji was overjoyed. (To be continued......)

PS: The apology was sent late. However, at the beginning of the month, I still asked everyone for a monthly pass!

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