Chapter 373: Song Hong
Sima Shaozhen's blood arcs are dense, there are no dead ends in all directions, and the impact area is too wide. Almost completely sealed Zhao Youhuai's flash space.
This ability almost exists to restrain a speed-type player like Zhao Youhuai.
Especially those blood arcs, no matter how big or small, each one was condensed to the extreme, containing great power. Coupled with that kind of sharp and incomparable ability, even Zhao Youhuai is difficult to stop.
"Boom!"
When a blood arc several feet long roared out, with a bang, a figure was hit by the blood arc, forced out of the void, and slammed into the rainbow light of the enchantment.
"Ahh
There was an astonishing whisper from the hall. It was at this time that everyone saw Zhao Youhuai's appearance clearly. His clothes were in tatters, like rags.
From the neck to the legs, there are all large and small, dense wounds. The wounds were all like knife blades, and they looked shocking.
Seeing these wounds, everyone could imagine that Zhao Youhuai must have been attacked extremely fiercely just now.
"Zhao Youhuai can't do it!"
There are many discerning people in the main hall, and it can be seen at a glance that Zhao Youhuai has lost the strength to resist Sima Shaozhen. The blood light emitted by Sima Shaozhen seemed to be more than simply sharp, but also seemed to be able to absorb the opponent's blood and vitality.
Zhao Youhuai's strength has been weakened very much, and he is no longer Sima Shaozhen's opponent.
This year's martial arts masters are like clouds, and there are some strength-based players among them. Although Zhao Youhuai's strength is strong, there are also some opponents who are similar to him or stronger.
But the most terrifying thing about Zhao Youhuai is not his strength, but his unmatched speed, which is much higher than his peers. Not even mental power can be captured.
In front of Zhao Youhuai, the others were like blind eyes.
But Sima Shaozhen's kind of blood arc ability. Tens of thousands, one thing descends one thing, completely restraining Zhao Youhuai's body. In terms of strength, Sima Shaozhen is even stronger than Zhao Youhuai.
Zhao Youhuai was not Sima Shaozhen's opponent even when he was at his peak, let alone now.
"What's going on, why didn't Zhao Youhuai destroy his demon incarnation?"
Yang Ji finally couldn't help frowning.
Zhao Youhuai's speed is indeed fast, and his strength is indeed great. But Yang Ji fought with him. Zhao Youhuai's most outstanding ability is not this. It's the demon bloodline in his body.
But when he incarnates into a huge demon clan, it is when he is really the strongest. Yang Ji originally thought that Zhao Youhuai would use this ability, but until the end, he didn't use this ability.
"It should be that this ability is limited, and it can't be used indefinitely!"
The Great Asura pondered for a long time, and finally spoke. When Zhao Youhuai fought with Yang Ji before, he had just used it, and he was still in that state and was hit hard.
If Zhao Youhuai can't use it, then Yang Ji must have "helped" in it.
"Sima Shaozhen can win this game. I'm afraid I want to thank you!"
The Great Asura looked at Yang Ji and said with a mockery.
Yang Ji frowned and remained silent. Under the strong pressure of Zhao Youhuai, it was impossible for Yang Ji not to do his best. inadvertently helped Sima Shaozhen, which Yang Ji couldn't have imagined.
"It's a pity!"
Yang Ji sighed in his heart, knowing that Sima Shaozhen's hole cards might not be able to see them all.
......
The battle in the ring was over, Sima Shaozhen glanced at it, and his robe was lifted. walked in front of Zhao Youhuai and stopped in front of Zhao Youhuai.
"No matter what. If you have time, you are welcome to come to our Sima family as a guest. When Shaozhen arrives, he will sprinkle and sweep to welcome. β
After saying this, Sima Shaozhen glanced at the martial arts examiner outside the ring.
"It's over!"
The martial arts examiner in the ring announced the end in time.
The rainbow light of the enchantment that shrouded the ring quickly dissipated, and Sima Shaozhen's sleeves fluttered and walked down from the ring. Before leaving, Sima Shaozhen took a deep look at Yang Ji's direction. Then quickly disappear into the crowd.
At that moment, both Yang Ji and the Great Asura were extremely silent.
"Huh, that's weird! Why does it smell so bloody?"
"yes, I smell it too!"
"Strange!"
"Uh, I'm going to throw up!"
......
Not long after Sima Shaozhen left, the crowd didn't know who shouted. Then, a candidate realized it later. Twitching his nose, he also smelled the strong smell of blood in the void.
The people in the entire martial hall reacted, and some of them who had poor endurance and poor strength even bent over and vomited. A foul smell gradually wafted through the air.
Yang Ji frowned, pulled back and retreated.
Ouyang Zishi and Ouyang Zhuming also retreated, away from the ring.
"yes, that's weird! Where does this smell of blood come from? I seem to smell corpses. β
Ouyang Zishi also screamed, with a puzzled expression. Just paying attention to the battle, he didn't notice the sudden smell of blood in the air.
"That's what the Scythe of Blood tastes like. β
A voice came from the side, it was Ouyang Zhuming's voice.
Yang Ji stopped when he heard the sound and glanced at Ouyang Zhuming with some surprise. Yang Ji had long known through the Great Asura that Sima Shaozhen's blood scythe was hidden in the blood, but Ouyang Zhuming could not have this ability.
But he knew no less than Yang Ji knew.
"Zhu Ming is right, the blood scythe is tempered in the battlefield. You smell nothing else but the blood of those people on the battlefield!"
Seeing that Ouyang Zishi was still a little unconvinced, Yang Ji said lightly.
As soon as this sentence fell, Ouyang Zishi's face turned pale, pale and bloodless. The disciples of the family grew up, and the most powerful thing is to compete in martial arts and learn from each other.
No matter how powerful it is, it is brave and brave, just kill a robber who robs the road. Where have I seen that kind of corpse mountain and blood sea battlefield?
Sima Shaozhen is different, he is a son of a military family and grew up in the army. The battlefield of corpses and blood, and bloodshed, has long been commonplace for them.
But this kind of commonplace has a huge impact on the chaebols, nobles, and children of families who have not experienced blood and fire, have grown up in a greenhouse, and their understanding of martial arts is still at the level of martial arts competition.
After understanding what the "Blood Scythe" was, Ouyang Zishi immediately understood that the smell he smelled was not like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, but a sea of corpses and a sea of blood.
That's how the "Scythe of Blood" came about.
"Ugh!"
Ouyang Zishi didn't think there was anything at first, but when he realized the origin of the smell, his face turned pale, and he finally couldn't help but bend down and vomit.
Yang Ji frowned slightly when he saw this scene. Ouyang Zishi's strength is okay, and his talent is passable. But the difference in will is still too much.
Martial arts is not only a competition of strength, but also a competition of will.
As soon as he took a handful of magic weapons refined in the Shura Blood Field, he smoked himself and vomited. How to face the greater challenges in the future?
After all, all military attachΓ©s who are feudal generals are going to go to the battlefield in the end.
"Forget it, the Ouyang family is not military after all, and the main forces are also on the ocean, so they may not be able to go to land in the future, nor will they necessarily have to force it. β
Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.
The competition between Zhao Youhuai and Sima Shaozhen has ended, and Zhao Youhuai has failed twice in a row, and he has missed the first place Wu Jieyuan. In addition, there is a stronger "Zhang Servant", and the position of the top three seats in the martial arts department is already destined to be missed by him.
The ring was quickly cleaned up, and in the martial hall, there were also special logistics armorers who maintained cleanliness to clean up and clean up the vomit.
Even the doors of the main hall were opened to circulate air.
All the bloody qi was vented, and the martial hall returned to its original clean and tidy appearance. The martial arts examination at the level of lifting people, whether it is defense or hygiene, is quite high.
"Next game, No. 12 Zhang Daoyi!"
"No. 28 Song Hong!"
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The game continued, and when he heard the name of "Zhang Daoyi" in Heishui Cliff, Yang Ji's body shook and quickly raised his head. In the list of martial arts examinations this time, in addition to Ouyang Zhuming and others, Yang Ji is most familiar with Bai Zongdao and Zhang Daoyi.
However, the former has a friendly relationship, and has even bought and sold pills, but the latter is different, it is completely hostile.
Upstairs in Changqing, the two of them almost made a move.
Baitou Mountain and Heishui Cliff have long been famous in the martial arts world, but it seems that Zhang Daoyi's luck is much better than Bai Zongdao's, and in the first crucial battle, Zhang Daoyi successfully entered the "winner's group".
"This Song Hong is a child of a family outside the continent, according to the statement on the heavenly list, the strength of the Song family should not be below the Huang family, and even surpassed. This Song Hong's strength is also the first among the children of the family outside the continent this time. I don't know if I can eliminate Zhang Daoyi. β
Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.
This time, there are various forces outside the continent, including the Holy Land, the military forces, and the families and nobles. Among them, Song Hong is recognized as the first of the noble families and nobles in the three lists of heaven, earth and people, and his strength is extremely high.
At least in terms of ranking, Song Hong is not below Huang Tong at all, and even surpasses.
For Heishui Cliff and Zhang Daoyi, Yang Ji is very disliked. If someone can eliminate Zhang Daoyi and stop him, then only Song Hong is now.
"Although Zhang Daoyi was born in Heishui Cliff and has strong strength, this Song Hong is also a child of a family from outside the continent, and his background is not trivial, I am afraid that he is not worse than Zhang Daoyi. In this game, no matter who wins or loses, it is impossible to retain strength. β
Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.
He was forced out of the hole card of the "Eight-armed Demon God" when he met the Weishen Sect, and the strength of Zhang Daoyi and Song Hong was only between the two of them, and it was not so simple to win.
"Boom!"
As soon as the game began, the light flashed, the void roared, and a flying sword grazed the edge of Zhang Daoyi's edge with a thunderous sound of lightning and fire, and slammed into the ring enchantment. (To be continued......)