Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1344

At the last moment, several monks who had not been selected were still envious of the selected monk.

Hearing that scream, several people were even more lucky. Judging from the time, it was a move. The lucky man killed Yang Teng.

Lucky! So lucky.

Before the competitive war, Yang Teng's fame was so great that no one knew it.

So that those super strong people in the other two states who are expected to have the strength to enter the top ten are not as famous as Yang Teng.

There are two reasons. There are too few powerful monks in Yuezhou, Bank of China, and Yang Teng's accomplishments are too low.

Therefore, as long as you can kill Yang Teng, you will get more benefits than defeating any opponent.

Killing Yang Teng with one move will have a greater impact, not only on his fame, but also on Yang Teng's treasures.

As the old slovenly said with a smile, Yang Teng is like a moving human treasure house. In the eyes of others, Yang Teng's whole body is shining, attracting the eyes of countless people.

Several people looked back with envy.

At the next moment, the scene that shocked them was presented in the challenge area.

I saw the friar who was regarded as lucky by them, falling in a pool of blood.

Yang Teng, with a bright long knife in his hand, walked slowly outside the challenge area.

What happened? Why is that? Several people were stupid. They just took a few steps and only made one shot. Yang Teng defeated his opponent again?

These people regret that they are too slow to see the battle process. It will be a lifelong regret to miss such a wonderful battle.

It doesn't matter if they don't see the battle scene. Everyone outside the field can see it clearly.

According to the regulations, there can be no third person in the challenge area, otherwise it is not allowed to shoot.

As these monks walked outside the challenge area, Yang Teng was ready to take action.

At the moment when the last monk stepped out of the challenge area, Yang Teng suddenly shot.

No matter what others think, he said he was shameless to sneak attack or didn't give his opponent time to prepare. What he wanted was the result. Yang Teng was not interested in fighting with such a weak opponent.

The opponent obviously held the same mind. At the moment when others left the challenge area, he attacked Yang Teng without even saying hello.

Yang Teng's speed advantage once again played incisively and vividly, completely fearless of the opponent's attack and rushed up against the attack.

The opponent obviously didn't expect Yang Teng to ignore the attack. In panic, he changed the attack to a defensive state.

It was the temporary panic that made the friar lose.

Yang Teng's combat experience is so rich that he caught the flaw exposed in his opponent's panic and ended his opponent's life with a knife.

The battle process is so simple. Yang Teng participated in the first round of three battles. The time added up is faster than others.

Many people still think that Yang Teng has just started fighting, but others have left the challenge area with Tianhuang knife and successfully promoted to the second round.

Smiling back to the team, Yang Teng was warmly welcomed. Guan Zuo quickly stepped up to meet Yang Teng.

"Hard work! Make a quick decision. Every battle shows great strength. It's really gratifying! Congratulations on your successful promotion to the second round. Take a break, adjust your state and get ready for the second round."

Guan Zuo was excited and incoherent. In fact, the first round of competition had just begun, and the second round had to wait for many days, unless every battle was as straightforward as Yang Teng and solved his opponent as soon as he shot.

Yang Teng stepped aside with a smile, adjusted his breath, and then watched the battle in the challenge area.

His indifferent attitude makes others admire him.

If someone else could make such a dazzling achievement in the first round, his tail would rise to the sky, but Yang Teng didn't think so. This state of mind is amazing.

It seems that stimulated by Yang Teng's quick decision, the next battle was very fierce.

Every friar entering the challenge area wants to quickly solve the battle and prove his strength to everyone.

In this way, the battle scene becomes more exciting.

A few days later, old sloppy entered the challenge area to take part in the duel.

Without too many accidents, Lao sloppy successfully won three games in a row and advanced to the second round.

This result is not surprising at all. If Lao sloppy fails to pass the first round of challenge, it will be a big accident.

Guan Zuo's heart is full of expectation. Judging from the battle process of Yang Teng and Lao sloppy, it's easy for them to win. According to past experience, they can easily pass the second round and enter the group duel at the beginning of the third round.

The duel in the first two rounds was very cruel. Every time a friar was promoted, at least three opponents had to be eliminated.

Sometimes even more.

For example, if some people win one or two games, they have to eliminate one or two opponents.

In the next battle, this person failed to advance smoothly and was eliminated by others, which led to more people being eliminated in front of the final winner.

Therefore, judging from the rules, the total number of monks participating in the competitive war is 10000, and 2500 should finally be promoted to the second round.

Actually, not even 2300 people.

The number of people who are finally promoted is between 2000 and 2300 at most.

After the second round, it would be nice to have 500 people left.

Welcome the old slob back, talk for a moment, summarize the situation during the battle and exchange experience with each other.

At the same time, they came to a conclusion that the friars in Yinyue mainland have high accomplishments and low combat effectiveness. The more relaxed cultivation environment makes it easier for friars to improve accomplishments, resulting in generally low combat effectiveness.

More than half of the first round of fighting took place, and many monks successfully advanced to the second round.

Yang Teng observed that there was a serious problem. After two victories, many people paid a high price in pursuit of the third victory.

After all, it is impossible for everyone to advance as easily as he did. In particular, after two fierce battles, his aura consumption was serious and his physical strength was insufficient. As a result, he could not play his strongest strength in the third competition and won miserably.

Some people were injured. It's OK to say that after a few days of recuperation, they can repair their injuries.

More serious injuries will not work. Many monks will be too seriously injured to participate in the second round of competition.

Yang Teng smiled and the chance to get rich came!

The first round of competition was not intense enough to attract Yang Teng's interest.

You might as well take advantage of this great opportunity to make a fortune.

Thinking of this, Yang Teng took out a jade bottle and walked to the side.

On the side of BOC Yuezhou, there were also monks who ended the first round with a disastrous victory. Their bodies were seriously damaged and they basically had no hope to continue to participate in the second round of competition.

If you force yourself to participate in the second round of competition, you will be killed.

The friars who can advance to the second round are very strong. They may not be able to advance to the third round with all their strength. They have suffered heavy losses. You don't have to think about it. You'd better give up on your own initiative.

Fan Yang stood there with a painful face. He successfully defeated three opponents and passed the first round of competition.

But because of his poor physical strength in the third game, although he bit his teeth and defeated his opponent, he was also cut off one of his forearms by his opponent's sword.

With such serious trauma, Fan Yang knew that his competitive war was over.

Losing a forearm was a great blow to Fan Yang. He was not confident to continue to participate in the second round of competition.

More than that, without this small arm, his strength will be greatly reduced and his future life will be seriously affected.

"Alas!" Fan Yang sighed silently. He knew this would happen in the third game. He must have reservations and not be so impulsive.

If you take the initiative to admit defeat and don't compete in the third game, you will be laughed at at most, but you can save your limbs.

It's too late to say anything now, and his life will be dark from now on.

The fierce battle in the challenge area could not arouse Fan Yang's interest. He looked inside with dull eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Fan Yang felt that his eyes were dark and his sight was blocked.

Fan Yang, who was in a bad mood, was a little angry and said, "get out of the way! Don't stand in my way to watch the duel!"

A monk stood in front of him with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "fellow, I understand your mood very much. If it was me, I lost a forearm. You can imagine my mood at the moment."

Hearing this sentence, Fan Yang was furious, "bastard! Are you laughing at my inferior strength and losing an arm!"

Scold without exposing the short, the other party's words make people angry, Fan Yang's good temper can't stand it, not to mention that he is in a very bad mood at the moment.

"Why do you say that? You fought for BOC Yuezhou and won the victory with your blood and strength. How can I laugh at you." it was Yang Teng who spoke, and the target he chose was Fan Yang.

Fan Yang's roar attracted the attention of the monks around him.

"Yang Teng, don't go too far! I see you win easily and know that you are strong. But you don't have to ridicule us people with poor strength." a friar nearby shouted in a strange way.

Yang Teng turned his head and took a look. The friar was also miserable. After winning three games in a row, he lost one foot and was cut off at the ankle.

Normal people lose one foot. Before they adapt, they are very inconvenient to move and can't walk stably. What else can they talk about? They continue to participate in the second round of competition. His situation is even more miserable than Fan Yang.

Although the others did not speak, the look in their eyes expressed their dissatisfaction with Yang Teng.

People are already like this. There is no need to make things worse and laugh at them again.

Yang Teng was not angry, smiled and said, "don't get me wrong. I didn't come to see this fellow's joke, but to help this fellow repair his damaged arm."

The voice fell to the ground, and the monks around were stunned.

What does Yang Teng say? Help Fan Yang repair his arm?

You heard me right!

You're kidding!

What a accomplishment it is to help others repair damaged limbs!

Repair their own damaged limbs, without decades or even hundreds of years of suffering, can not succeed.

Unless it is a saint level cultivation.

Help others repair their limbs. You think you are the emperor!