Chapter One Hundred and Fortieth Eighth Chapter Zijun
Seeing Jichang being severely injured by the Han Tie Blood Bead, the Jingzhou Young Masters were all dumbfounded.
This pretty boy who came out of the wilderness actually defeated Master Jichang!
They laughed at Yi Yun because he was a pretty boy, so wouldn't they be worse than pretty boys? They laughed at the people in the wilderness who didn't know any skills and only had brute force, but Yi Yun's subtlety made their faces swollen.
"Stop the formation!" Jingzhou Young Master Dang shouted. A young master hurriedly stopped the formation. Yi Yun kept his eyes closed and was completely immersed in his own world. It wasn't until the formation stopped that he felt something and opened his eyes.
When he took a quick look, he saw that Ji Chang had already flown out.
it's over?
It's a pity... I just had some insights, but now I'm gone...
Although his enlightenment was interrupted, Yi Yun was not annoyed. He found that this formation of cold iron blood beads was really suitable for practicing body skills. Coupled with the role of the flowing silver shirt, Yi Yun believed that he would not be able to use it even if he understood the subtle mastery.
how long.
"With the Liuyin Shirt, I have been pushing myself to the limit. Regardless of my physical skills or other aspects, I will make rapid progress..." Yi Yun thought like this when he saw several young men from Jingzhou running towards Jichang in a hurry.
"Mr. Ji Chang! Are you okay?"
At this time, Jichang was covered in blood, with a big hole in his abdomen. His right forearm was twisted at a weird angle. His originally handsome appearance was now as pale as paper, and he looked a little scary.
￥f长￥f风￥f文￥fWith injuries like this, especially the injuries on the arms, it would take less than ten and a half months to recover.
"This kid..." Ji Chang didn't faint. He was defeated by Yi Yun. He was furious. He didn't even bother to use the honorific title "National Scholar" to Yi Yun. He couldn't understand. It was obvious that Yi Yun was already in trouble before.
It looked like it was a bit harder than him. But in the end, it was Yi Yun who won!
Suffering such a serious injury is really not worth the gain. He cannot practice for more than ten days. In addition, the hidden injuries left after the wound heals need to be nursed back slowly. This injury may even affect Jichang's breakthrough.
Jichang was very depressed. He lost the game and lost face. He was stepped on by Dahuang's boy!
"Hahaha!"
Yan Menglong laughed, "Very good! Yi Yun, you deserve this title of national scholar! You Dahuang men are all men too!"
Yan Menglong praised the disciples of Dahuang.
It was this compliment that made the disciples of Dahuang feel like tears filled their eyes.
They have come out from a backward place, so they need the recognition of others. Especially the recognition of General Yan, the commander of the Jinlong Wei Tiandu branch!
Although this recognition was earned by Yi Yun, it also made them feel proud!
"Brother Yi. Well done!"
"Brother Yi, brothers will follow you from now on. We don't have much ability. We still have some strength, so don't dislike it."
Several Dahuang disciples said to Yi Yun. In the eyes of these people, Yi Yun saw sincerity.
Yan Menglong continued: "Yi Yun! It's great that you can win this match. But... there's still a little to be desired when it comes to weapons and bone relics. What I want is to be ranked first in the competition!"
As Yan Menglong spoke, he glanced at Zijun. He knew that even if there was no reward, Zijun would go on stage to compete with Yi Yun.
This is Zijun's character. When he sees a master, especially a master of the same age, he will be ignited with fighting spirit and cannot suppress the urge to show off.
Meeting an opponent in chess is one of the great pleasures in life!
Sure enough, Zijun walked out.
Many people have already noticed his flying fish suit.
"My name is Song Zijun, from the Song family in Jingzhou! I did not go through the election of the Kingdom of God, and was directly appointed by the family to train in the Jinlong Guard, so... I am not familiar with you all, and this is my first time meeting you."
When Song Zijun introduced himself, his tone was modest, and Yi Yun understood that he was a recommended candidate.
Only those who are not recognized for their ability will be admitted, and those with strong ability will be directly recommended.
Even the children of these big families do not have to join the Jinlong Guard. They actually have more choices. They may join the Jinlong Guard because of the military environment.
In the army, iron-blooded training and life-and-death combat are indispensable, which are valued by many family leaders.
"It turns out that he is Song Zijun, the son of the Song family. He is a famous son in Sunan City. Song Zijun is also the top master among the younger generation of the Song family. It turns out that he has been canonized as a national scholar!"
"There are two national warriors in a new military camp in Tiandu City. If nothing else happens, the two of them will soon be granted the title of Thousand Households."
"The battle between two national warriors is exciting! Brother Yi, it's up to you!" The disciples of Dahuang kept encouraging Yi Yun, looking forward to Yi Yun's next victory.
As for the Jingzhou Young Master Party, of course they prefer Song Zijun.
Song Zijun has a great reputation, far surpassing that of Mr. Jichang.
As for Yi Yun, in the eyes of the Jingzhou Young Master Party, he only narrowly defeated Jichang. Yi Yun was better than Jichang, but only a little bit better. Compared with Song Zijun, there was a big gap.
"Do these bunch of bumpkins from the wilderness really think that the fight between Yi Yun and Young Master Zijun will be a battle between dragons and tigers? Although they don't want to admit it, Young Master Zijun's strength is indeed a level higher than ours! Everyone present has no
Who is his opponent?"
With such a great reputation, Song Zijun took action, filling the Jingzhou Young Master's party with high expectations. This time, the warriors of Dahuang could see the true power of Jingzhou Young Master.
Song Zijun walked into the formation and looked at Yi Yun
Two people, the same flying fish suit, the same heroic appearance, it is really a battle between two dragons!
"Is that Yi Yun? My biggest wish in my life is to compete with masters all over the world! I'm older than you, so it's not fair to compete with you." Song Zijun spoke in a gentle and gentle manner, and he really looked like a young man.
Ruyu's feeling. "However, General Yan has promised a reward, and I am bound to win it. I can only defeat you without using force."
"Oh? Do you think you will definitely win?" Yi Yun calmed down his breathing, and the fine sweat on his forehead evaporated.
"I will win!" Song Zijun said with certainty. "I will enter the battle first, so I won't compete with you on the same stage, lest you can't adapt to my rhythm and be injured by the cold iron blood beads! And... you just used up a lot of physical strength,
You also need to take a rest..."
"So arrogant..." The disciples of Dahuang looked at each other in confusion. However, even though Song Zijun was arrogant, it didn't make people feel too disgusted.
Song Zijun was already standing in the center of the formation, but Yi Yun did not insist and withdrew from the formation. He had just used his extreme state to comprehend the subtle and master-level movements, which indeed consumed a lot of physical energy.
"Let's start from the fourteenth level of difficulty!"
Song Zijun said calmly, he challenged the level 14 difficulty from the beginning, and he was confident. Obviously he didn't think this difficulty was a big deal.
This sentence made those Dahuang disciples who supported Yi Yun feel a little nervous. Yi Yun had barely supported the fourteenth level of difficulty just now, but it seemed that for Song Zijun, the fourteenth level of difficulty was just the beginning.
Song Zijun untied his Wild Goose Wing Knife, placed it outside the formation, and said calmly: "Open the formation!"
"Okay!"
Mr. Jingzhou, who presided over the formation, smiled excitedly and pressed the fourteenth crystal. (To be continued.)