But the aura of the authentic disciple of Dafan Temple looked more like a warrior, but the current Yang Ji looked more like a disciple of Buddhism and Taoism from Dafan Temple.
"It's incredible. Where did he learn it from?"
The examiner from Imperial City was filled with shock and shock. Yang Ji's background couldn't be clearer. He could even investigate where Yang Ji was at what time.
It is absolutely impossible for him to leave Taiyuan Continent. However, such an ordinary disciple can not only defeat those disciples of prominent families with strong backgrounds, but he can also inspire mighty Buddhist power by relying on Zen singing. This is
Simply unbelievable.
In his opinion, the disciple recommended by General Wang Tai was like a black hole shrouded in mystery, and even he could not see through his reality at all.
"The martial arts atmosphere in Taiyuanzhou is actually far less powerful than inland. But those amazing things happen over and over again here. It's really unbelievable."
The examiner from Imperial Capital City thought secretly.
It is really amazing that Yang Ji, a person with no background, could reach this stage and fight his way through being surrounded by young heroes and geniuses from home and abroad.
He was now becoming more and more curious about the candidate recommended by Wang Tai.
"snort!"
At the same time, while they were reveling in the hall, no one noticed that deep in the hall, Zhang Pu's brows twitched and he suddenly let out a heavy snort.
Most of the battles in the martial arts examination were watched by Zhang Pu with a dispensable mentality. Because to Zhang Pu, neither Sima Shaozhen nor Wei Boyang, nor anyone else, was taken seriously by him.
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No one can challenge him with the "evil god clone" in his body. The whole competition is just a formality for Zhang Pu.
If it weren't for fear of causing suspicion and causing unnecessary trouble, Zhang Pu would have turned around and left long ago.
However, Zhang Pu never expected that he would feel the aura of Buddhism here.
“What a disgusting smell!”
Within Zhang Pu's body, the "evil god clone" in the form of a black smoke woke up at some point, and his hoarse voice revealed deep disgust:
"This is pure ancient Buddha power. I didn't expect it to be found in a boy of half an age. Zhang Pu, do you know what this boy's name is?"
"Yang Ji."
Zhang Pu said coldly and said Yang Ji's name. He is not an ignorant boy now. He already knows what the evil god hates the most. What he hates the most is already clear. And with the power of the evil god in his body, his love and hatred have long been in harmony with each other.
Like an evil god.
As soon as the Sanskrit chanting in the void started to sound, Zhang Pu felt uncomfortable instinctively, as if his whole body was covered with thorns and had to be removed.
Ancient Buddha and ancient Confucianism. These are the two things that the evil god hates the most. When Zhang Pu participated in the trance ceremony, he had already consulted the classics and found out clearly the evil god's preferences.
"When the martial arts examination is over, should we find a way to kill him?"
Zhang Pu said as if he was thinking about the evil god.
"Need not!"
Unexpectedly, the "evil god clone" in Zhang Pu's body actually rejected his proposal.
"Need not?"
Zhang Pu was startled and greatly surprised. The Evil God hated Buddha and the Confucian literary sages very much, because both eras had suffered from them.
Zhang Pu originally thought that the "evil god's clone" would be happy to kill Yang Ji, but he didn't expect that this was not the case at all.
"It was countless epochs ago that the Buddha passed away. Although there are some things about Buddhism that have been passed down, it is completely different from the ancient Buddhism. I want to know now. Where did this kid come from?
Learn such pure Buddhist power."
The "evil god's clone" in Zhang Pu's body said sadly.
"Jie Jie, that's it. Don't worry, I will catch you right away by the end of the day."
Zhang Pu understood the thoughts of the evil god's clone and immediately started laughing.
No one in this martial arts examination was noticed by him. He successfully seduced the gods in his body and possessed the "power of the evil god". Even Wei Boyang and Sima Shaozhen couldn't compete with him. Catching a "Yang Ji" was not easy.
thing?
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On the ring, the Buddha's power was rolling in. In Yang Ji's eyes, the world of black and white and different colors quickly showed signs of collapse, and a little bit of bright colors other than black and white appeared in Yang Ji's eyes.
But there were more and more bright colors. Yang Ji finally discovered that it was the brilliance of the colorful barrier that enveloped the ring. And through the barrier, Yang Ji saw the martial arts examiner outside the ring, looking at him with confusion.
It is about myself. Or to be more precise, it is the illusion of countless little Buddhas around me.
"Yang Ji, come on!"
"Zhang Daoyi. Come on!"
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The roars of thousands of dead souls quickly faded away, and the voices of countless candidates shouting for cheers gradually appeared in the ears. It was small at first, but in a short period of time, it quickly became deafening.
"Success!"
Yang Ji was overjoyed. Not only was the interference to his six senses eliminated, but at the same time, Yang Ji's mental and physical strength also completely stopped flowing.
On the other side, Zhang Daoyi's face could no longer be described as panicked and pale.
"Impermanence Pan" means "eating meat". If you can't eat your opponent, you have to eat yourself. When the loss of mental and physical power in Yang Ji stopped, Zhang Dao began to feel the loss of mental and physical power in his body.
This made Zhang Dao feel that the situation was not good at first.
The "impermanence disk" cannot be stopped easily, especially after the "impermanence barrier" is destroyed, it must be supported for at least a special period of time.
This time was not long, and Zhang Daoyi never felt that this was a restrictive condition. But now, Zhang Daoyi felt extremely regretful and began to regret destroying the "impermanence barrier".
What's worse is that if Wuchangpan is stopped, he will be unable to compete with Yang Ji's "Eight-Armed Demon God" which is comparable to the strength of the Eight Great Martial Sects.
Zhang Daoyi is now riding a tiger with difficulty. And until now, he doesn't even understand how Yang Ji did it. The Wuchang Pan cannot swallow the opponent's power and backfires on its master. This situation has never happened before.
"A small sect is just a sect. It cannot reach the upper echelons of elegance. Yang Ji, do you want to keep escaping like this?"
Zhang Dao waved his sleeves and shook away Yang Ji's "river of swords" flying down from the sky, and sternly provoked him. Now he could only hope that in front of so many people, Yang Ji couldn't stand his provocation and turned around to fight him head-on.
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The power of "Impermanence" is contained in every bit of his blood. As long as Yang Ji comes into contact with his blood, he can inject the "Power of Impermanence" into Yang Ji's body in a way, making him fall into black and white again.
The strange "impermanent world" simultaneously sucked away his spirit and physical strength, turning it into the power of the impermanent disk to uplift him.
"Hahaha, Zhang Daoyi, what did I say that I would keep dodging? If you want to compete with me, I will help you!"
Yang Ji kneaded his figure, and the bronze weapons in the eight arms of the Eight-Armed Demon God danced one after another. With a whoosh, they rushed towards Zhang Dao. Bang! A huge ancient cauldron hung down from behind Yang Ji, exuding the power of the sky.
The "Bronze Essence Furnace" in Yang Ji's violent dantian buzzed, and the billowing blood energy turned into a stream, gathered into the palm of his hand, and turned into a giant bronze hand that covered the sky and the sun, moving toward the "skinny"
Zhang Dao hit it hard.
And almost at the same time, a cold light flashed in Zhang Dao's eyes, and a huge force gathered in his palm. A black light appeared behind him, and the huge "Black Sky Demon God" appeared again, fused with Zhang Dao, and turned into a giant palm and eight arms.
The demons collided hard.
"Boom!"
No one can describe the tremendous power of this blow. This is no longer the scope of the seventh-level martial arts, but a pure wrestling between the eighth-level martial arts.
Even the "martial arts examiners" who were fighting outside the ring were shocked.
I have supervised too many exams, but there is no such thing as a wrestling match at the level of the Great Wuzong at the Juren Examination level. The strength of both of them is so terrifying that they completely surpass the martial arts examiners like them who supervise the battle.
At this moment, the supervising force of the martial arts examination suddenly appeared to be stretched thin, and it was extremely insufficient!
"Boom!"
The heavy arena was shaking violently. The eight-armed demon god incarnated by Yang Ji and the "black sky demon god" summoned by Zhang Daoyi collided fiercely like two prehistoric behemoths. With the two people at the center, a wave of violent air flowed out.
The explosion exploded, and the destructive energy exploded on the arena barrier. In a short period of time, it caused the protective barrier to light up and go out dozens of times, almost like a candle flame in the wind.
However, as a result of this blow, the two of them were evenly divided, with no distinction between superior and inferior. The power of impermanence on Zhang Dao's fist hit a layer of golden light and was completely unable to erode into it.
"Punch me again!"
Zhang Daoyi was unwilling to give up, and without thinking, he gathered all the strength of his body with another punch, which was powerful and heavy, and struck Yang Ji hard.
"useless!"
The light flashed, and what greeted Zhang Daoyi was a sharp bronze halberd. It grew from small to large, and quickly approached Zhang Daoyi's field of vision. With a bang, it hit the "impermanence barrier" outside Zhang Daoyi's body, inspiring
Thousands of ripples rippled, and the air exploded violently.
Yang Ji's pupils shrank, but regardless of it, another bronze arm picked up a bronze spear and pierced the barrier of impermanence outside Zhang Daoyi with lightning speed.
On the arena, the light shined brightly, and the black and white light bloomed in Zhang Daoyi's body, obviously forming a solid spherical light, protecting Zhang Daoyi inside.
As long as this protective shield is still there, it is almost impossible for Yang Ji to harm Zhang Daoyi.
"Don't be too happy too early. You can't do anything about my impermanence barrier!"
Zhang Daoyi's expression was cold. The moment Yang Ji took action, he punched through Yang Ji's defense and hit him hard. No! It wasn't his body, but the back of a huge bronze hand that came out from under his ribs.
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The eight-armed demon god had too many palms. Even if it penetrated Yang Ji's attack, it still couldn't block these numerous arms. A powerful force exploded from the bronze palm, severely blocking Zhang Daoyi's attack. (To be completed.)