"Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and a few wins and losses are nothing. ”

Song Yi put down the teacup and just smiled:

"Moreover, what does the agreement between you and me have to do with them. It's just a little bit of fun. ”

A little understatement, just move the matter aside. Even Yang Ji has to admit that this Song Yi's speech and bearing are indeed outstanding.

It is not without reason that Zhao has been able to press Zhao Hua over the years.

"Hmph! I hope you'll think the same when you lose this box. ”

Zhao Hua sneered, slapped his palm, and pressed it on top of a square fuchsia box on the table. Song Yi finally couldn't help but change his face slightly.

"Zhao Hua, before you say this, you must win me!"

"Ha Lu Ha, rest assured. I'll grant you that in no time. ”

Zhao Huaha said with a smile.

"Humph!"

Song Yi sneered, pressed his palm on the table, and stood up with a wide eye:

"If that is the case, there is no need to delay. Zhao Hua, please. I hope your cultivation this year will not disappoint me!"

Song Yi lifted his sleeves and walked out of the hall directly with his head held high.

Zhao Hua's face instantly became gloomy. The people who know you best are often not friends, but enemies. No matter how sanctimonious Song Yi's appearance is, for Zhao Hua, he will always be the opponent he knew ten years ago.

"Let's go!"

Zhao slipped his sleeves, his face was gloomy, and he walked out directly.

"Buzz!"

The main hall, which had been dead and silent, seemed to wake up, and the disciples of the two factions hummed and walked out of the hall hostile to each other.

"Whew!"

Yang Ji also breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his head and looked ahead: "Whether the 'Hegemony Negative Heaven Fist' can play a role depends on this time." ”

It has been more than a month since Yang Ji's "Hegemony Negative Heaven Fist" was handed over to Zhao Hua, and Yang Ji didn't know how far he had practiced.

This competition. Although it was Zhao Hua and Song Yi who played on the field, for Yang Ji, to a certain extent, it was also a "war" between him and this Iron Sword Sect master.

It was an opportunity to test the results of more than a month of hard work!

In front of the main hall, a large space was vacated. All the disciples stood on the edge, leaving enough space in the middle for Song Yi and Zhao Hua.

"Brother Yang, do you think Senior Brother can win against Song Yi?"

A voice came from my ears. Zhang Liang took this opportunity to stand next to Yang Ji with a worried face.

"Senior Brother Zhao's strength is definitely not weak. ”

Yang Ji glanced back and whispered. Although Lin Qingyan said that Zhao Hua was insidious and cunning, Zhao Hua's strength and talent were there. This has nothing to do with martial arts.

People in the Devil's Way and Evil Dao are murderous, and there are still many top powerhouses who are shocking to the world.

"Senior Brother Zhao's domineering Heavenly Fist, I have already helped him change it to the extreme. Except for seeing the scroll, there is no way for me to improve any further. As for whether you can win...... , I really don't know what to do. This kind of thing doesn't depend on your situation. I haven't seen that Song Yi shoot, so there's no way to judge. But. I think Senior Brother Zhao's winning rate is still quite a lot. ”

Yang Ji pondered for a moment and said.

This sentence has a lot of winning rate, and finally made Zhang Liang have a lot of smiles on his face:

"It would be great if Senior Brother Zhao could win. You don't know how to lose, you've lost too much over the years. The elder brother is actually under a lot of pressure here. If Senior Brother wins, I'm afraid the elders will give Senior Brother a lot of rewards. Those of us below will also benefit. ”

"Elder?"

There was a hint of surprise in Yang Ji's eyes. He only noticed Zhao Hua and Song Yi. I didn't expect that the faction elders who might be involved behind this battle.

But think about it, this kind of thing is related to the faces of both sects, how can the elders in the sect not care and not pay attention.

But. Zhang Liang didn't pay attention and heyed. Still said to himself.

"You don't know what to do. Senior brother and that guy are actually in the middle of the best, and they are not far apart. In the beginning, there was a win or a loss. Even the elder brother has to win more. But since the senior brother lost those few games, it has become more and more difficult to win against Song Yi. If it weren't for the intervention of those elders of the Iron Sword Sect, do you think Song Yi would be as strong as he is now?"

Zhang Liang looked disdainful.

Yang Ji was surprised, he didn't know what Zhang Liang said very clearly.

"Boom!"

Underground shaking. Song Yi just stepped on it, and the entire square was bumpy, and the surrounding air flow was agitated, and the wind was mighty in an instant, turning into the center of a storm.

Yang Ji was suffocated in his heart. couldn't help but agitate the dantian, and expanded a blood qi to resist. And those who were poorly cultivated were directly oppressed by this powerful aura and retreated one after another.

"Zhao Hua, year after year, you have been fighting with me for more than ten years, and there are always losses and no wins, such a game is too boring. If you lose this time, we'll stop there. I'm not interested in boring games, and whether you admit it or not, you're already on the same level as me. ”

The air flow around Song Yi was whistling, and the sound came out from time to time.

"I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue. If you want to say this kind of thing, you will say it when you win. ”

Zhao Hua snorted coldly, his legs straddled, his feet sank, and in an instant, a powerful aura expanded, turning into another storm, and Song Yi confronted each other.

"Boom!"

It was too late, it was fast, two strong winds flashed, and Song Yi and Zhao Hua rose into the air and pounced fiercely.

Bang bang!

Two majestic rivers of blood roared and collided together in the void, and the entire sky was bloody. This is the first time Yang Ji has seen Zhao Hua so serious, and the time he dealt with himself, Zhao Hua didn't even use his real strength.

Boom Boom!

The two of them didn't use any fast mastery, but their speed was faster than that of the Iron Sword Sect disciple who had fused the "Floating Light Sword Technique", giving people a dazzling feeling.

The sky above the square was whistling sharply, the violent air currents swept in all directions, and at the top of the golden palace, several thick glazed tiles were swept by the strong wind, as if they had been whipped and cracked into pieces with a click.

"Zhao Hua is not an opponent!"

At the edge of the square, Yang Ji looked up at the sky, his pupils constricted. The incomparable blood flow in the sky covered the sky, but it could be seen that Song Yi's blood waves were wave after wave, obviously overshadowing Zhao Slip. suppressed the waves of blood that burst out of him.

The first shot, both of them were just a tentative shot, speculating on each other's entry this year. Zhao Hua also did not display the strongest "Hegemony Negative Sky Fist".

But he suppressed Zhao Hua at the beginning, and Song Yi's strength can be imagined.

"This Song Yi is too strong. ”

Yang Ji was secretly heartbroken.

Although Zhao Hua is not a good person, his strength is top-notch. Even Lin Qingyan, Luo Yunzi and the like are not opponents. But such a character is actually deflated in front of "Song Yi"!

"A year of penance. That's it. ”

Song Yi's robe swayed and fell gently from the air. Zhao Hua was not so relaxed, and he took a footprint under his feet.

"Don't be long-winded! You're not necessarily strong!"

Zhao Hua's expression was obviously not good-looking, and his robe was lifted and he came out horizontally again. Almost at the same time, Song Yi's eyes were cold, and he came out at the same time.

"Boom!"

Like two giant beasts, the blood light on the two of them surged together, and they collided heavily in the square with the speed of thunder. Just listen to a click. The wind howled, and under the feet of the two people, the masonry and stone shattered, and a huge spiderweb-like crack stepped under the feet of the two and ran through the square.

"Ahh

In the midst of the exclamation, a disciple of the two factions was swept away by the energetic energy set off by the impact of the two, and he was swept to the ground. They all stepped back.

Yang Ji instigated the dantian and forcibly shook the violent energy that came over one after another. His eyes widened. Engrossed, all the details of the battle between the two were all in his eyes.

"Strength, awareness, reactions, fighting skills...... , these, Song Yi is better than him. ”

Yang Ji slowly frowned, secretly worried in his heart.

Zhao Hua and Song Yi are undoubtedly geniuses in martial arts, and both have the reputation of "Wu Xiucai". The strength, awareness, reaction, and fighting skills of the two are undoubtedly very "outstanding", but Song Yi is superior to Zhao Hua in almost all aspects.

It doesn't matter if it's just one aspect, but when all aspects are like this, even a little bit of difference is enough to cause all of them to fall behind!

What Yang Ji feared the most happened. Zhao Yi's strength is undoubtedly good, but Song Yi's strength is even stronger. Sometimes, it's not just that your strength is enough, it depends on your opponent!

Song Yi undoubtedly belongs to the kind of opponent who is the worst!

"Whether you can turn defeat into victory depends on the most domineering and negative heavenly fist. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

His mind was up and down, and he did his best to project Song Yi of the Iron Sword Sect in his mind. There is no doubt that this is the most formidable opponent Yang Ji has encountered since he came up the mountain.

Its strength has all surpassed Lin Qingyan, Luo Yunzi, and Zhao Hua, the "senior sister" and "senior brother" who are important in the Iron Crown faction!

The battle was very "fierce", and Zhao Hua and Song Yi knew each other almost well. Some moves are almost impossible to have an effect.

"Hmph! Year after year, it's still the same. ”

Song Yi sneered in his heart. With such a search, he has already measured Zhao Hua's strength, and there is no accident, this shrinking enemy who has been entangled with him for a long time is afraid that he will lose in his hands again:

"After so many years, it's really becoming more and more unsuccessful. ”

Speaking from the heart, it was not Song Yi's original intention to be compared with Zhao Hua by the sectarian world back then, and to compare them together.

Everyone is unique, even if it is Zhao Hua, why should they be placed with him and submit a theory?

Song Yi didn't like this argument very much at first, so he didn't have a good face for Zhao Slip. However, I have to admit that a fight between the two, because of the extra colors given by the sect inside and outside, did allow him to enjoy a lot of benefits.

However, even if Song Yi liked this benefit, it was impossible for him and Zhao Hua to be endlessly entangled.

One day, he will stride away from Zhao Slip and embark on his own journey alone.

In Song Yi's view, "this day" is today.

"It can be over. Zhao Hua, take it!"

Zhao slid a heavy step under his feet, and finally used the mastery at the bottom of the box. I only heard a boom, the earth shook and the sky shook, and within ten steps of Zhao Sliding's body, the air was distorted.

"Boom!"

The earth shook and the sky shook, and a fluffy thick black foot stepped out of the void, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Slip had an extra two feet tall behind him, covered in pitch black, with both arms in the sky, infinite strength, and a phantom of the "Ancient Demon Ape" in the fierce sky!

"Roaring ——"

The demon ape roared, and the fierce bloody eyes turned a little, and it made people feel like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a big wave of the sky.

The strong smell of blood, almost suffocating.

"It's it!"

Yang Ji's heart shook fiercely, and a picture of the illustrated book flashed in his mind.

The "Ancient Demon Ape" is a different species of the flood and famine of the same era as the "Baxia", known for its great strength, and it is said that it can carry the mountains on its shoulders and pull out the sea to the north.

Yang Ji didn't expect that Song Yi's strongest martial arts was actually this kind of monster that he imitated.

"Roaring ——"

With a roar, black smoke billowed from the square, and in an instant, the sky was dark and angry. Song Yi's original aura was lofty and upright, but when he displayed this primeval demon ape's peerless knowledge, he immediately exuded a terrifying sense of oppression on his body.

"Hahaha, Song Yi, I'm waiting for your move. Let's do it!"

Zhao Hua was not surprised, and Ha Lu laughed.

Just when Song Yi sacrificed the "Demon Ape Shaking World Fist", Zhao Hua's breath changed all over his body, and finally showed his "Baxia Negative Sky Fist", with a bang, a giant "Baxia" with a dragon head and turtle body appeared behind Zhao Hua, exuding a feeling of boundless earth supporting the sky, ancient and cangsang.

"Song Yi, now is the time for us to really fight it out!"

Zhao Hua's voice was like a flood bell julu, resounding through the world. Before the words fell, Zhao Slippery's body turned into a rainbow light, and immediately jumped out...... (To be continued......)