As the saying goes, everything depends on people, and success depends on God.
Murong Chuixue and others had calculated everything, but they never expected that Ye Jian would raise his level of calligraphy from the intermediate level of the 4th level of the Germination Realm to the 5th level of the Germination Realm in just one week.
The dream of defeating Ye Jian with one expected move came to nothing.
Ling Xiaoxiao felt a little more relieved when she saw that Ye Jian was not seriously injured.
However, Murong Chuixue sitting next to him and Jiang Shengchao behind him were worried.
When Ye Jian took action, both of them sneered inwardly.
According to their plan, Ye Jian would soon be defeated with one move.
However, Ye Jian did not fall to the ground as seriously injured as they imagined, but instead shot He slapped his butt and stood up immediately.
On the contrary, Yang Yan was shocked and took three steps back.
This was unexpected.
How could Ye Jian be at the 5th level of the Germination Realm?
Wasn't he only at the 4th level intermediate level a few days ago?
This is not consistent with common sense.
No one can improve the realm of bookishness so quickly.
Even Zhao Xinan seemed to have woken up, sitting upright and staring at the two people in the center of the training ground.
Ye Jian looked at Yang Yan.
Apart from being a little surprised at first, Yang Yan quickly calmed down.
After all, he still had the advantage.
Since he couldn't defeat Ye Jian completely with one move, he would have to use a few more moves.
"It seems that your artifact is not the three-eyed gun.
The three-eyed gun is not that powerful."
"It is indeed not a three-eyed gun.
In fact, none of this is important.
What is important is that you will lose soon.
If you take the initiative to admit defeat, I will not embarrass you."
Yang Yan's mission was to defeat Ye Jian.
He didn't want to get too involved in other things.
This kind of taking the exam was originally something he disdained, but Yang Zhigang was his eldest brother and benefactor, so he couldn't refuse.
"Okay, no matter what artifact you use, you can also try my artifact."
"Why bother?
The power of your divine weapon may not be much higher than the power of your calligraphy formation.
Why bother to get hurt again?"
"The injury is my fault, you don't have to worry."
"You asked for it, I won't show mercy."
After Yang Yan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a shining iron plate appeared in front of him.
Ye Jian immediately slapped the storage bag, and a damaged stone tablet flew out, emitting a faint light.
Yang Yan smiled and said, "This is your magic weapon and I sincerely advise you to give it up."
Murong Chuixue and Jiang Shengchao also found it funny.
Murong Chuixue even said to Ling Xiaoxiao who was beside him, "Why, Ye Jian is so shabby and you won't help him buy a better artifact.
What's the use of a broken stone tablet?"
Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head and gave Murong Chuixue a white look.
However, Yang Yan, Murong Chuixue and others soon stopped laughing.
The matter was not as simple as they thought.
The damaged stone tablets flew out of Ye Jian's storage bag one by one, totaling 20 yuan.
A long queue formed in front of him.
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This is the maximum number that Ye Jian can currently control.
In the past two days, apart from eating and sleeping, Ye Jian spent all his time practicing weapon control techniques.
With the help of the powerful spiritual consciousness of his formation master, Ye Jian finally found that he could control 20 items at the same time.
Artifact.
"Hmph, do you want to use this pile of rubbish to defeat less with more?
It's a joke."
After Yang Yan finished speaking, he activated his consciousness, and the iron plate in front of him suddenly became brighter.
He clapped his palms and said, "Go."
A very powerful book energy suddenly shot towards Ye Jian.
The intensity of this calligraphy is stronger than before.
Everyone was shocked.
Can Ye Jian continue?
Ling Xiaoxiao clenched her hands, her palms were sweaty.
Ye Jian exerted his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, and the 20 damaged stone tablets suspended in front of him suddenly became brighter.
Ye Jian suddenly pushed with both hands, and 20 stone tablets rushed towards Yang Yan with a roaring sound.
Yang Yan's attacking book energy collided with Ye Jian's artifact, making a crackling explosion sound.
Bang The first stone tablet in front of the long line of stone tablets was broken.
Bang, The second stone tablet shattered.
Bang, The third stone tablet shattered.
Bang, bang, bang,,, The stone tablets were broken one after another.
Ling Xiaoxiao's heart was in her throat, and her body was shaking slightly because of nervousness and worry.
"Sister Xiaoxiao, why are you nervous?"
Murong Chuixue said proudly, and Jiang Shengchao behind him also had a smile on his face.
Zhao Xinan closed his eyes again, leaned his body on the chair, and pretended to sleep.
Bang, bang, bang,,, When the fifteenth stone tablet was broken, the book spirit inspired by Yang Yan was finally exhausted.
At this moment, the situation was reversed.
The remaining five stone tablets were blasted in front of Yang Yan like lightning, and Yang Yan had no time to defend himself.
Fight back. bang bang bang bang bang With five muffled sounds in a row, Yang Yan's body was knocked away, and a line of blood fell from the air, drawing a beautiful arc.
Murong Chuixue and Jiang Shengchao were suddenly shocked.
The situation reversed so quickly.
Everything happened in a flash, completely beyond their expectations.
Zhao Xinan closed his eyes and heard a muffled "bang" sound, thinking that Ye Jian had been knocked away.
According to his cultivation level, he could tell from the sound of being hit that the injury was serious, so he immediately sat upright , without even opening his eyes, he shouted loudly, "Okay, Red No. 12 has lost and is out."
The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Xinan awkwardly and said nothing, because Zhao Xinan had already opened his eyes and saw Yang Yan who had been knocked away.
He was so surprised that he could not speak.
Ling Xiaoxiao took a long breath, her whole body relaxed, and glanced at Murong Chuixue beside her, regaining her elegant and extraordinary temperament.
The more than 20 freshmen who were watching around had their jaws dropped countless times.
They looked at all this in shock.
Everyone was thinking, "It is risky to find a substitute to take the exam now.
Each one is better than the other."
Yang Yan fell to the ground, feeling that his internal organs were misaligned, coughing violently, and a large mouthful of blood kept pouring out.
He wanted to struggle to sit up, but couldn't, and finally had to lie on the ground.
What he is thinking about now is not his injury, but the duel just now.
He really can't believe that Ye Jian can defeat him with 20 rotten stone tablets.
He is not convinced Ye Jian walked to Yang Yan.
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He had just lost 15 stone tablets, which made him very sad.
They were all money and cultivation resources.
No one spoke in the audience, only the sound of Ye Jian's footsteps.
"Do you think it's strange that I can defeat you with 20 rotten stone tablets?"
Yang Yan said nothing and looked up at Ye Jian.
Of course he was confused and wanted to know the answer.
"The first 5 damaged stone steles are from the early Qing Dynasty, the middle 5 stone steles are from the late Ming Dynasty, the next 5 stone steles are from the middle Ming Dynasty, and the last 5 stone steles are from the late Yuan Dynasty.
You split the first 15 stone steles, but you My literary spirit has also been exhausted.
Starting from the 16th block, it’s time for me to fight back against you.”
"The first five pieces are actually used to confuse you.
You think those broken stone tablets are just rubbish and are not vulnerable at all, so you go all out and don't even think about the defensive measures in case of failure.
Maybe you are even thinking about me.
It looks like I was knocked away by you again."
"Cough, cough,," Yang Yan coughed, "I lost, I am convinced."
"Just surrendering is not enough."
Ye Jian bent down and picked up the iron plate from Yang Yan's hand.
"You, what do you want to do?"
Murong Chuixue suddenly stood up.
Ling Xiaoxiao turned and glanced coldly.
Murong Chuixue felt a chill and sat down again like a deflated rubber ball.
"What do I want to do?
I am very interested in your iron plate and want to borrow it for study
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