Eternal gate

"good."

The huge martial arts examination venue was filled with shouts and shouts.

As the saying goes, those who watch the excitement don't think it's a big deal.

Just like the spectators on the sidelines, when they express their feelings, they will raise their voices.

The two people on the stage should be extremely honored.

The emperors of the Tang Dynasty were all spectators. Can it be said that it was a small scene?

cut!

Under the attention of everyone, King Xiao Yang slashed out three arcs of light with one sword.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience unconsciously took a few steps back.

Someone has become ruthless. This sword is really overbearing. If he misses, he will be chopped up on the spot.

break!

Zhao Yun danced his spear and swept across with one blow.

"I want to see how long you can last."

King Xiao Yang snorted coldly, and used his kung fu again. His powerful aura and long hair that swayed like a waterfall began to fly.

He changed his moves, and there were more sword shadows in his sword.

Even the sword shadow was extremely sharp, and many of the boulders on the stage were cut open like tofu.

"He is also a fierce general." The invigilator thought to himself.

No matter what Xiao Yang Wang's character is, his martial arts skills are not Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu.

That's right. Are the disciples of the old sword master the things in the pond?

Buzz!

Zhao Yun's marksmanship also had afterimages.

Swords and guns collided, and flames bloomed on the stage.

Accompanied by the light of the fire, the cheers were overwhelming.

This martial arts test is obviously much more interesting than previous years.

They are all young talents with extraordinary martial arts skills, how can they fight brilliantly?

"Hunyuan Yiqi Jue."

This whisper came from afar.

After taking a closer look, I realized that there was a figure standing on the eaves of a house outside the venue.

It's a woman, standing with her hands behind her back.

She was born graceful and luxurious, but she was disguised as a man.

This is no ordinary person, she is the empress of the Tang Dynasty.

How about saying she is a martial arts master? His eyes are very useful. Not only that, his vision is extremely high. He can tell that Zhao Yun is practicing the Hunyuan Yi Qi Jue.

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"Lao Zuo, are you giving me a surprise like this?"

The Empress of the Tang Dynasty smiled softly and was sure that Zhao Zilong was someone's disciple.

This is right, ordinary small characters cannot suppress the disciples of the old sword master.

kill!

King Xiao Yang's roar was like thunder.

I promised not to be impatient, but as soon as I started doing it, I got hooked.

He used forbidden techniques to increase his own internal strength, hoping to use this to forcibly suppress his opponent.

"Come."

Zhao Yun still refused to give up. The other party raised his spirits, and his momentum was also rising.

The small martial arts platform seemed to be unable to accommodate these two great gods. Pieces of bluestone slabs were overturned, and the remaining majestic light flew freely.

"Your Majesty?" the invigilator called softly.

There are only two words, but there are many profound meanings. We should take it easy. There is really something wrong with King Yang. It is not easy to explain to King Yang.

"I know it well." The emperor is as steady as a mountain.

The old eunuch beside him was always ready to attack.

If the situation goes bad, he will immediately go on stage and stop the two of them.

"Little Yang Wangzhi is in a broken state of mind." The white-haired middle-aged man spoke leisurely.

While muttering, he did not forget to mourn for Little King Yang. It’s not that you are not scary enough, it’s Zuo Laoer’s disciple who is too evil.

The strongest has his own strong hand, and he kicked the steel plate.

Look at Li Zhaoyang, the jade hands in his sleeves have turned white.

She underestimated Zhao Zilong and seriously underestimated King Xiao Yang.

The true disciples brought out by the old sword master were much stronger than she had imagined.

"Why didn't your mother come to such a big occasion?" the white-haired middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Isn't it enough for your father to come?" Li Zhaoyang replied casually.

"It would be more appropriate for the Empress of the Tang Dynasty to come."

"Why."

"Old sword master, Zuo Lao'er, your mother is a great ancestor." The white-haired middle-aged man smiled slightly.

"Two disciples of old friends are having a fight on stage, and they are competing for the title of Wu Zhuangyuan and the Princess of the Tang Dynasty. She should come and see the excitement."

puff!

Amidst the shouts, another streak of blood was seen.

This time, it was Zhao Yun who was bleeding, and there was a sword mark on his arm.

Oh no, it should be a tiny pinprick.

Someone doesn't follow martial ethics, and a hidden weapon is used against him in a duel on the battlefield.

It was a silver needle, and it was poisonous. The poison had invaded his internal organs.

People with humble eyesight would not be able to tell, but the white-haired middle-aged man and the old eunuch narrowed their eyes slightly.

The old sword master really taught a good disciple! Concealed weapons are released in public.

Do you know, the emperor is still there? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing your father and master?

Face? What is a face? It seems that King Xiao Yang no longer wants it.

As long as he wins, he will do whatever it takes to do so.

Well!

Zhao Yun groaned and felt very sleepy.

Of course, this is all pretend.

A small poisonous needle cannot damage his foundation.

It's nothing more than a bit of exercise and Qi boosting to force out the toxins.

Hunyuan Yi Qi Jue is not something that can be blocked.

The ice and fire body protection is not a decoration.

"I will kill you."

Seeing that Zhao Yun's energy and blood were poor, King Xiao Yang suddenly became energetic.

With just one go, you can defeat your opponent.

However, a fight was still not what he had imagined.

If he's not good enough, he can't fight no matter what, even if his opponent is hit by a hidden weapon.

"What a freak."

As time passed, his broken state of mind became more ferocious.

Apart from being ferocious, he was even more shocked.

He had used all his cards and even used forbidden magic.

Even so, he still couldn't defeat that man. Not only could he not defeat him, he was also repeatedly injured. This was the first time since he started fighting that he had encountered such a difficult opponent.

"it's over."

Zhao Yun suddenly exerted his strength, using the gun as a stick, and swung it out with one blow.

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\u003eThis stick is strong and domineering, specializing in fighting fancy tricks.

Well!

King Xiao Yang was in pain, and the sword in his hand was knocked away. He stepped back. Every step he took would leave a deep footprint on the martial arts platform.

Whoosh!

Before he could settle down, Zhao Yun arrived, but still shot out like a dragon.

King Xiao Yang was frightened and his heart trembled. With such a distance and such speed, he could not block the blow.

Buzz!

When the tip of the gun was only an inch away from his eyebrows, it stopped steadily.

What didn't stop was the breath of the spear, which was like a steel needle piercing the center of his brow.

quiet!

The whole place was quiet.

The onlookers' hearts trembled, as they were just a few seconds away from killing King Yang.

call!

The invigilator was relieved and really sweating.

The most stable ones are the white-haired middle-aged man and the old eunuch.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, and both had a flying knife hidden in their sleeves.

Just a moment ago, the flying knife was about to be thrown out. Even if Zhao Yun didn't stop, they couldn't make King Xiao Yang kneel down because the stakes were too high.

Fortunately, the kid didn't do anything cruel.

"You lost." Zhao Yun said calmly.

There was no response to this.

Little Yang Wang was frightened, his face turned pale, and he was really at the gate of hell.

He cared not only about eating but also about fighting. After being frightened, he showed a ferocious attitude.

He lost, he was completely defeated, but he couldn't accept this ending.

"Come again."

Seeing him wave his big hand, he sucked the flying sword into his hand.

At the same moment, his defeated energy and blood condensed in his body again.

"enough."

The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty stood up and shouted loudly throughout the audience.

He really overestimated King Yang's precious son. If he lost, he would lose. He couldn't afford to lose.

It was him who tried one more game, and that kid was acting like a fool.

This is no different than slapping him in the face.

He is the emperor after all, does he have no temper?