Yang Ji's gaze lingered on the Silver Blood Sect for a moment, and quickly moved away.

"Next, 0453 party ......"

The voices in the martial hall came and went, and Yang Ji was quickly attracted by another figure.

"Don't, don't...... , I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Another candidate who had just stepped into the ring and looked good was trembling in his legs and stomach, and he looked at the young man with a cold expression on the other side and waved his hand again and again, looking afraid.

The young man named "Zhang Dang" couldn't see the expression on his face, and just as the other party turned around and was about to leave the ring, suddenly-

"Boom!"

A silver-white rainbow stream swept through most of the ring, and the fierce sword qi never returned, hitting the candidate who was about to abstain from leaving like a fierce waterfall.

I heard an earth-shattering bang, and in the scream, blood splashed, and the candidate turned into a bloody man and flew out of the ring.

"Meng Kai, Meng Kai...... , Wang Badan, why are you so ruthless!"

A sound of anger and panic came, and several figures in the crowd swept past from several directions and caught the candidate who had been thrown out.

"Silverblood!"

Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he recognized the Dao robe on the other party, which was a disciple of the Silver Blood Sect. "Battle of Langya" Yang Ji has already seen the domineering and selfishness of the Silver Blood Sect.

However, the one in front of him is obviously better than the blue, and he still takes advantage of the situation when the other party is ready to abstain and has already won, and the ruthlessness and unforgiving force he reveals can be seen.

"Next, 0231 Zhou Qun ......"

Except for the elite disciples of various factions. Another young man who had no sect and seemed to have a hidden background also attracted Yang Ji's attention.

"Boom!"

The magic form of a hideous electric python faintly appeared in the void, and the air emitted the scorching sound of thunder and lightning. There was only a flash of light in the ring, and the candidate was immediately hit by a straight cyan horse training dozens of zhang long, screamed, threw up from the ring, and flew out dozens of zhang away.

"What a fast sword!"

Yang Ji raised his eyebrows. He himself is an expert in using swords, and his cultivation in the way of the sword can be known at a glance. This Zhou Qun with a mysterious origin is not only a huge sword, but also extremely fast. But the fighting instinct is also extremely powerful.

His sword posture is clearly the biggest flaw in the opponent's moves. This ability is similar to Yang Ji's psychoanalytic ability.

The strength of the other party can be imagined!

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Yang Ji's heart sank. I only felt that the cold tide of the void was surging, and a coolness rose in the back of my heart. Yang Jihuo turned around, and just saw a figure walking through the crowd.

"It's him!"

I saw the man with black hair and a handsome face. The demeanor is calm and elegant. Like a black-clothed young man strolling in the court, Yang Ji's heart shook violently, and the relaxed expression on his face disappeared in an instant.

Yang Ji frowned, he didn't expect that he would see the handsome young man in black who was helping the old woman selling vegetables on the street again in this situation.

Unlike the elite disciples of other sects, this handsome young man in black gave Yang Ji the feeling that he was on his back, which was very dangerous.

If there is anyone who can threaten Yang Ji in this martial arts examination. Then this handsome young man in black definitely belongs to one of them.

What's more, this handsome young man in black has always given Yang Ji a strange feeling. It's scary.

Swish!

The handsome young man in black walked through the crowd, and where he passed, the crowd parted. Even those who turned their backs to him automatically moved out of the way, and they didn't even feel it themselves.

Parting the crowd, the man in black smiled, and slowly walked to the ring on the 12th. Opposite him, a young man with a powerful aura and full of spirit stood proudly, and the momentum on his body was eager to try.

As soon as the sound of "the game begins" fell, the candidate launched a thunderous attack almost instantly.

"Ten Thousand Beasts Galloping!"

In the midst of the loud shouting, the young man's body was full of momentum, like a waterfall hanging for thousands of miles, and like a river pouring out. The mighty blood qi burst out and fell to the ground, and it really turned into countless vivid, roaring beasts, pounced or bitten, or jumped or jumped, and pounced on the handsome young man in black.

"Buzz!"

The handsome young man in black smiled evilly, his five fingers pulled out, and the strength he showed was not high, that is, the cultivation of the Martial Dao Quadruple Blood Furnace Realm.

But in the next moment, these five iron-like fingers slashed through the surging blood, and one claw pierced through the opponent's shoulder, poof! The five fingers fell, and there were five blood holes, and the majestic and high-spirited young man was extremely fierce a moment ago, but step by step, it was like a ball that had been broken, and all his strength was pierced by those five slender and slender fingers.

"Bang!"

The handsome young man in black flicked his fingers, and the indifferent opponent fell to the ground. The young man lay on the ground of the ring, his body twisting and spasming like a snake, and he let out a burst of moans, looking very painful.

But he couldn't do anything to resist, and lay on the ground like a piece of soft mud.

"How?"

The handsome young man in black smiled slightly and looked at the senior lieutenant in the ring. The other party was stunned, and finally reacted:

"No. 0021 Caodian wins!"

"Cao Dian? It turns out that his name is Cao Dian. ”

Yang Ji looked at the dead dog-like candidate on the ground of the ring, and a deep shadow suddenly passed through his heart.

There were no cheers, no cheers, the crowd around was quiet, and the atmosphere was indescribably strange.

I watched a lot of various games, some were evenly matched, and some had tragic endings...... , except for the none. The strength of the two sides does not seem to be much different, but the results shown seem to be very different in strength, and it is completely overwhelming.

It's an indescribably weird feeling.

Cao Dian didn't say much, a wicked smile appeared on his handsome face, nodded, and then slowly walked off the ring calmly, just as he stepped into the ring.

As the game continued, Cao Dian was just a small episode, stirring up a ripple and regaining calm after a brief bubble.

Even those candidates who witnessed the competition gradually and quickly forgot about it, after all, the "Blood Furnace Realm" was not a too high cultivation. Powerful opponents abound in this martial arts examination.

Only Yang Ji watched this scene and remembered it deeply.

It is impossible for a martial artist of the Blood Furnace Realm to knock down an opponent like this, even if it is Yang Ji, he can't do it. It's one thing to beat your opponents. But what this handsome young man in black showed was something else entirely.

"It's a fast ......"

Yang Ji closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of "Caodian" in the crowd.

......

The first day of the tournament ended quickly, and it was only the most basic knockout round, and there was not much to see in the name of the tournament yet. However, when leaving the Martial Palace, Yang Ji encountered some trouble.

"You are Yang Ji?"

At the gate of the martial hall, a group of people were domineering and blocked the door. A few leaned against the gate, and a few people lined up like a wall.

And the one who stands at the forefront. It was a slender young man in white who spread his legs and stared at Yang Ji coldly, looking like he was not good.

The martial arts examination is a major event in the imperial court, and the rules are strict. Where do ordinary candidates dare to block at the gate. But these people seem to have no scruples.

Yang Jiyi approached. Seven or eight eyes immediately glanced over, up and down, carefully looking, with pickiness, disdain, and a thick hostility that didn't know where it came from.

"Is there something wrong?"

Yang Ji didn't answer, just reacted lightly. He recognized these men as having been running through the streets the day before, almost touching the old woman who was selling vegetables. Naturally, there is no good temper.

"Hmph! The ability is not high, but the temper is not small. ”

The young man in white at the head snorted. Pressed up with his arms crossed:

"Let me ask you, do you know Yuanyuan?"

"Round?

Yang Ji frowned and asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, you understand that you should be confused, right? Bai Yuanyuan, the person who competed with you in Pingchuan City for the martial arts student, would you not know?"

The young man in white sneered.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji was shocked in his heart and raised his head violently.

"Hmph, now that you know, don't be confused?"

The young man in white sneered, and Yang Ji's appearance was pretending to be confused in their eyes.

"It turns out that you are from Baektu Mountain. ”

Yang Ji's pupils shrank and his eyes narrowed. No wonder there is an inexplicable feeling, no wonder these people are so strong, no wonder they dare to block the door of the main hall at the end of the martial arts examination.

The people of the five holy lands of Taiyuan Continent, Yang Ji has already seen two groups. used to be a person from Black Water Cliff, but now it is directly a person from Baitou Mountain.

No wonder there is no fear.

Between the lightning and the fire, Yang Ji crossed all kinds of thoughts in his mind. He had seen the white round, and the green silk like silver and frost was the most significant feature of Baitou Mountain.

These people are obviously not the core descendants of the Five Great Holy Lands, but they should all be disciples of the Two Great Holy Lands.

As the status of the five holy places, it is natural that he does not need to look down on this kind of martial arts. However, for the disciples of the two factions, Wu Xiucai's name is still useful.

For the disciples of the two holy lands, Wu Xiucai's name is just to come and pick it casually, and it will definitely not be much more difficult to lower his head and pick up a fruit.

With this kind of identity, it will naturally be much easier to enter the imperial court in the future.

Thinking of this, Yang Ji suddenly understood a lot about the nature of this martial arts examination.

The young man in white on the opposite side didn't know what Yang Ji was thinking, his eyes were like swords, staring at Yang Ji coldly, and putting on a condescending posture:

"A word of advice, for your own good. For the sake of your family, it's best to stay away from Yuanyuan. The rotten toad wants to eat swan meat, and he doesn't pee to take care of himself. ”

The words are extremely mean.

"Hey. ”

Yang Ji was thinking about something, but when he heard this, he smiled and raised his head:

"It's for this, what? Is it because of this jealousy?"

"Don't exalt yourself too much. ”

A dangerous look flashed in the eyes of the young man in white:

"I've seen a lot of characters like you, do I think that if you wrap yourself in a circle, you will be able to soar? What kind of place is Baektu Mountain, do you think you can climb it? This time it's advice, and the next time it's ......."

There was a deep threat in his eyes. (To be continued......)