Last moment, a few monks who were not chosen were still envious of the chosen monk. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing that scream, several people even called lucky, judging from the time, that is, one move, the lucky one killed Yang Teng.

Lucky! so lucky.

Before the start of the competitive battle, Yang Teng's fame was very big, so big that everyone knew about it.

So much so that the super powerhouses in the other two states who are optimistic about having 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 Zhongyin Yuezhou, and Yang Teng's cultivation is too low.

Therefore, as long as you can kill Yang Teng, the benefits you will get are far greater than defeating any opponent.

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

As the old sloppy joked and said, Yang Teng was like a treasure trove of moving humanoids, and in the eyes of others, Yang Teng's whole body was shining, attracting the attention of countless people.

Several people looked back with envy and jealousy.

The next moment, the scene that shocked them was presented in the challenge zone.

I saw the monk who they had identified as the lucky one, lying in a pool of blood.

And Yang Teng, carrying a bright long knife in his hand, walked unhurriedly outside the challenge area.

What happened? Why is this happening? Several people were stupid, they only walked a few steps, and it was only enough time to make one shot, and Yang Teng defeated his opponent again?

These people regretted it, they were too slow to see the battle process, such a wonderful battle, it would be a lifelong regret to miss a battle.

It doesn't matter if a few of them didn't see the battle scene, everyone outside the arena saw it clearly.

According to the regulations, there can be no third person in the challenge zone, otherwise no shot is allowed.

When these monks walked towards the outside of the challenge area, Yang Teng was already ready to make a move.

At the moment when the last monk stepped out of the challenge zone, Yang Teng suddenly made a move.

He doesn't care what others think, whether it is a shameless sneak attack, or whether he doesn't give the opponent time to prepare, what he wants is the result, and Yang Teng is not interested in consuming it when he fights with such an opponent who is not too strong.

The opponent obviously had the same mind, and the moment the others left the challenge area, they attacked Yang Teng without even saying hello.

Yang Teng's speed advantage was once again brought into full play, and he was completely unafraid of the opponent's attack, and rushed forward against the attack.

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

It was the temporary panic that led to the monk's defeat.

Yang Teng has a lot of combat experience, and he seized the flaws exposed in the opponent's panic and ended the opponent's life with one sword.

The battle process is as simple as that, the first round of three battles that Yang Teng participated in, the time is all added together, which is faster than one battle of others.

Many people still think that Yang Teng has just started fighting, but he has already left the challenge area with the Heavenly Desolate Knife and successfully advanced to the second round.

Returning to the team with a smile on his face, Yang Teng was warmly welcomed, and Guan Zuo walked up quickly to greet Yang Teng.

"Great work! Quick victory, every battle shows super strength, it's really happy! Congratulations on successfully advancing to the second round, hurry up and take a break, adjust your condition, and get ready for the second round. ”

Guan Zuo was a little incoherent with excitement, in fact, the first round of the competition had just begun, and the second round would have to wait for many days, unless every battle was as simple as Yang Teng, and the opponent would be eliminated as soon as he made a move.

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

His indifferent attitude made others admire.

was able to play such a dazzling result in the first round, if it was someone else, the tail would be lifted to the sky, but Yang Teng didn't care, this state of mind was amazing.

It seemed to be stimulated by Yang Teng's quick victory, and the next battle was very fierce.

Every monk who enters the challenge zone wants to solve the battle quickly and prove his strength to everyone.

In this way, the battle scenes are even more exciting.

A few days later, the old sloppy entered the challenge zone to participate in the showdown.

Without too many surprises, the old sloppy managed to win three games in a row and advance to the second round.

This result is not surprising at all, and it would be a big surprise if the old sloppy did not pass the first round of challenges.

Guan Zuo was extremely looking forward to it, judging from the battle process between Yang Teng and Lao Sloppy, both of them won easily, according to past experience, the two could definitely easily pass the second round and enter the group duel at the beginning of the third round.

The first two rounds were brutally contested, with at least three opponents eliminated at each time a monk advanced.

Sometimes even more.

For example, if someone wins one or two games, they have to eliminate one or two opponents.

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

Therefore, judging by the rules, the total number of monks participating in the competitive battle is 10,000, and in the end, 2,500 should advance to the second round.

In fact, there will not even be 2,300 people.

The maximum number of people who will advance will be between 2,000 and 2,300.

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

Welcoming the old sloppy back, the two talked for a while, summed up the situation during the battle, and exchanged experiences with each other.

At the same time, the two of them came to a conclusion that the cultivation of the monks in the Silver Moon Continent was high and the combat effectiveness was low, and the more relaxed cultivation environment made it easier for the monks to improve their cultivation, resulting in a generally low combat effectiveness.

The first round of battles was fought for more than half of the time, and many monks managed to advance to the second round.

Yang Teng observed that there is a serious problem, and many people pay a lot of money in pursuit of a third victory after two wins.

After all, it is impossible for everyone to advance as easily as him, especially after two fierce battles, the spiritual energy in the body is seriously consumed, and the physical strength is somewhat insufficient, resulting in the third competition, and he can't play his strongest strength, and the victory is also a miserable victory.

Some people were injured as a result, and it is good to say that minor injuries can be repaired after a few days of recuperation.

More serious injuries will not work, and there will be many monks who will not be able to participate in the second round of the competition because of their injuries.

Yang Teng smiled, the opportunity to make a fortune has come!

The competition in the first round was not fierce enough, and it really couldn't arouse Yang Teng's interest.

It's better to take advantage of this great opportunity to make a profit.

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

On the side of Zhongyin Yuezhou, there are also monks who ended the first round with a heavy victory, and their bodies were severely damaged, and there is basically no hope of continuing to participate in the second round of the competition.

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

The monks who can advance to the second round are very strong, and they may not be able to advance to the third round if they go all out, and they are hit hard, so don't think about it, let's take the initiative to give up.

Fan Yang stood there with a painful expression on his face, and he managed to defeat three opponents and pass the first round of the competition.

But because of the lack of physical strength in the third battle, although he gritted his teeth and defeated the opponent, he was also cut off by the opponent with a sword.

Traumatized like this, Fan Yang knew that his competitive battle was over.

The loss of a forearm was too hard for Fan Yang, and he did not have the confidence to continue to participate in the second round of the competition.

Not only that, without this forearm, his strength will be greatly reduced, and his future life will be seriously affected.

"Alas!" Fan Yang sighed silently in his heart, knowing that there would be such a situation in the third game, he would definitely have reservations and not be so impulsive.

Take the initiative to admit defeat and not have a third competition, at most you will be ridiculed, but you can save your limbs.

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

The fierce battle in the challenge area could no longer arouse Fan Yang's interest, and he looked inside with dull eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

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

Fan Yang, who was in a bad mood, was a little annoyed, and said, "Get out of the way!"

A monk stood in front of him with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "This fellow Taoist, I understand your feelings very well, if it is me, I have lost a small arm, and my mood at this moment can be imagined." ”

Hearing this, Fan Yang was furious, "Bastard, are you laughing at my inferior strength and losing an arm!"

The scolding is not exposed, the other party's words are annoying, no matter how good Fan Yang's temper is, he can't bear it, not to mention that he is in an extremely bad mood at the moment.

"Why do you say this, you fought for the Bank of China Yuezhou and won the victory with your blood and strength, how could 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 surrounding monks.

"Yang Teng, don't go too far! I saw you win easily, and I know that you are super strong. But you don't need to be so ridiculous about us who are biased in strength. There was a monk next to him who shouted in a strange way.

Yang Teng turned his head and took a look, this monk was also miserable, after winning three games in a row, he lost one of his feet, and it was cut off by Qi Brush at the ankle area.

A normal person loses a foot, before he adapts, he is very inconvenient, he can't keep his feet stable, and he can't talk about continuing to participate in the second round of the competition, his situation is even more miserable than Fan Yang.

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

Everyone is already like this, there is no need to make matters worse and laugh at others.

Yang Teng was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't come here to see this colleague's jokes, but to help this fellow repair his damaged arm." ”

When the words landed, the surrounding monks were collectively stunned.

What did Yang Teng say again? Help Fan Yang repair his arm?

You heard that right!

Are you kidding!

Helping others repair damaged limbs, what a kind of cultivation it takes!

Repairing one's own damaged limb cannot be successful without decades or even hundreds of years of suffering.

Unless it is a saint-level cultivation.

Helping others repair their limbs, you think you are the Emperor!