To everyone's surprise, with such a good opportunity, Jingwu actually didn't have the time to attack Lang Qianping's chest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Instead, the sword turned and continued to attack Lang Qianping's hand that held the sword.

"Okay!" Zhuang Yuetian exclaimed.

Only these strong people can see that Lang Qianping deliberately exposed flaws to attract Jing Wu to be fooled.

Jing Wu actually saw through Lang Qianping's attempt, and did not attack the chest as Lang Qianping had planned.

In fact, Jing Wu failed to see through Lang Qianping's plan.

At the moment when Lang Qianping revealed his flaws, Jing Wu was ecstatic, and he wanted to seize this best opportunity to solve Lang Qianping with one sword.

But at this moment, Jing Wu suddenly thought of Yang Teng's advice, and he was not absolutely sure, so he must not attack rashly.

He immediately changed the target of his attack and firmly attacked Lang Qianping's sword-wielding hand.

As long as Lang Qianping's offensive is suppressed, this victory will inevitably belong to him.

Jing Wu's approach made Lang Qianping shocked, his move was to attract Jing Wu to take out the sword, and he was ready to fight the sword in the chest, and then hit Jing Wu hard with one blow.

Lang Qianping dared to take such a risk, and he was absolutely sure, he dared to guarantee that he would be slightly injured, but he would be able to end this battle that made him hard.

Jing Wu was not fooled, Lang Qianping immediately changed his moves, and entered the defense from the attack state just now.

The two switched offense and defense, and Jingwu was not in a hurry or impatient.

His physical strength and aura are very full, and if he consumes it slowly, he can defeat Lang Qianping with a steady fight.

Especially after the sword was stabilized just now, Jing Wu also sensed that it was Lang Qianping's plan, so he was even less eager to attack rashly.

He stabilized, Lang Qianping couldn't be stable.

The gap in strength between the two has been made up by Jing Wu taking the Gathering Spirit Pill, and even suppressed him steadily.

If this continues to be fought, Lang Qianping's consumption will be even more serious.

Who dares to guarantee that Jing Wu will not take the pill again to replenish the aura.

Once that time comes, Lang Qianping will not have to continue fighting, and it will be more decent to admit defeat directly.

Thinking of this, Lang Qianping felt a little confused.

Gritting his teeth, Lang Qianping decided to make a final effort.

"Huh!" The sword flower exploded, and among the thousands of sword flowers, a sword stabbed at the fatal part of Jing Wu's chest.

Jing Wu was not flustered, the sword in his hand once again laid a solid sword curtain, he was already accustomed to defense, and he had a lot of experience in how to resist Lang Qianping's attack.

"Crotch!" there was a loud bang, and the two swords collided violently.

This time, it was not Jingwu who retreated, but Lang Qianping.

"Kick kick!" took seven or eight steps back one after another, and Lang Qianping resolved the huge rebound force.

Jingwu knew it was time to fight back.

burst into shouts: "Lang Qianping, eat me with a sword!"

With a sudden force of his feet, Jing Wu launched the most fierce attack, no longer holding any reservations, and using all his strength in attack.

A look of helplessness appeared on Lang Qianping's face, he knew his own situation.

After such a fierce battle, Lang Qianping's aura was seriously depleted, and he was no longer able to continue the attack, so he was forced to fall into defense.

However, passive defense could not keep Lang Qianping in support for too long.

Jing Wu became more and more courageous, and after his confidence was raised, Jing Wu turned into an invincible god of war, showing unprecedented combat effectiveness.

"Open!" With a roar from Jing Wu, Lang Qianping's sword was picked up, and the real empty door was opened, and his chest was exposed under Jing Wu's sword.

The long sword in Jing Wu's hand pointed at Lang Qianping's chest, and he didn't hurt the killer.

Lang Qianping is also a man, and he can afford to lose.

There was a bruise and white change on his face, and then he hugged his fist at Jing Wu, "I lost, thank you for your mercy." ”

Then he turned around and strode out of the challenge area, and then disappeared into the crowd, Lang Qianping felt that he had no face to continue staying.

Jing Wu watched Lang Qianping leave the challenge zone blankly.

Is this a win?

He actually won this duel and successfully reached the top ten of the competitive battle?

Jing Wu was like a dream, and he still couldn't believe that he had defeated his opponent.

The battle was very hard, this was the most difficult battle since Jingwu's debut, and from the very beginning, he was caught in Lang Qianping's powerful attack, and there was no respite.

Lang Qianping's attack was like an endless tide, making him always hold on to a string and carry it until the end, until the aura in Lang Qianping's body was seriously consumed, and he didn't get a chance.

Walking towards the waiting area, Jing Wu still felt that his head was dizzy, and he couldn't believe the fact that he had been promoted.

It wasn't until Yang Teng slapped him on the shoulder and congratulated him that Jing Wu really woke up and understood that he had really advanced.

Jing Wu grinned, "I've made the cut! I've reached the top ten in the competitive battle!"

Jing Wu has always been relatively calm, if it was someone else, I am afraid that he would have become crazy by now.

Guan Zuo laughed unabashedly and proudly, "Raise your eyebrows and fight with pride!Jingwu, you have won glory for Zhongyin Yuezhou." ”

This is true at all, among the monks who entered the battle of the top ten, only he and Yang Teng were left among the twenty people, and Jing Wu successfully entered the top ten, which indeed won glory for the Bank of China Yuezhou.

Jing Wu smiled embarrassedly: "I can successfully enter the top ten, thanks to Yang Teng, if he hadn't formulated tactics for me and gave me a Gathering Spirit Pill, how could I beat Lang Qianping." ”

Yang Teng waved his hand, "You can't say that, you can enter the top ten, it is also the result of your own efforts, without such strength, what is the use of gathering more elixirs for you." ”

"I'm afraid the next battle will be more difficult, you have to think about how to do it yourself, and think about what strategy to use to defeat the opponent. Yang Teng did not move again, and his expression was stuffed into Jing Wu's hand, a Gathering Spirit Pill.

A grateful look appeared on Jing Wu's face, "Yang Shao, a thousand words, a word, brother remembers this affection." ”

Jing Wu is not good at expressing his emotions with words, he keeps Yang Teng's kindness to him in his heart, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he will definitely repay Yang Teng.

Yang Teng smiled indifferently, he had never cared about this, otherwise, he would not have sent out so many Gathering Spirit Pills when Mochizuki Liufeng resisted the invasion of the Beast Clan.

Returning his gaze to the challenge zone, Yang Teng began to focus on the next matchup.

Each battle will produce a top 10 spot, and the competition is fiercer than ever.

Entering the top 10 battle, the battle will last significantly longer, and there will be no more quick battles like the previous rounds.

It will take an hour of fierce battle at the earliest to determine the winner and loser, and a little longer it will reach two or three hours.

Yang Teng drew the final No. 10 lottery, and on the first day of the top ten battle, he will definitely not play.

Sure enough, the first nine games were not finished, and the first day passed.

I knew that the next afternoon, the ninth session would end.

As the monk supervising the duel shouted out the number ten lot, Yang Teng strode towards the challenge area.

This is the most crucial battle on the way to the top 10, and there is no room for failure.

Countless eyes stared at Yang Teng, and the monks wanted to see if this young man, who had repeatedly created miracles, could successfully enter the top ten.

Once again, a miracle was created, and the top 10 in the history of the competitive battle were the youngest and the lowest in cultivation.

It can be said that every step Yang Teng takes, he is creating a record of competitive battles, and it depends on how far he can improve this record.

Even if he fell on the threshold of the top 10 battle, he failed to advance smoothly.

The monks did not feel sorry for it, and it was already an unimaginable miracle to be able to achieve such results.

Standing in the challenge area, Yang Teng's momentum suddenly changed, as if he had changed a person, like a god of war who came from ancient times.

The invincible momentum makes people awe-inspiring and dare not look directly.

Yang Teng's opponent also entered the challenge zone.

Feeling the change in the momentum on Yang Teng's body, the opponent's heart sank.

He could clearly feel that this was definitely not Yang Teng's pretending to be invincible in the world, but the confidence that naturally emanated from his body.

Is Yang Teng already so powerful?

The opponent frowned, then stretched out, hugged his fists and said: "Zuo Yinyue Prefecture Deng Hua, give me a lot of advice!"

Yang Teng smiled indifferently: "I can't talk about advice, it's still very easy to give you some guidance." Zuo Yinyue Prefecture Yang Teng, please!"

A trace of annoyance appeared on Deng Hua's face, what he said was just a kind word, but he didn't expect Yang Teng to take the opportunity to say something to guide him.

How can you Yang Teng be virtuous!

With some crooked and evil means to reach the top twenty, do you think you are amazing, and you don't take the heroes of the Silver Moon Continent in your eyes.

Deng Hua's eyes released two fierce lights, stared at Yang Teng and said angrily: "Okay, it's rare for someone to point out to me, today I want to see it, how do you guide me!"

Yang Teng secretly laughed in his heart, he didn't expect this Deng Hua to be so vulnerable, such a sentence made Deng Hua angry.

"Then it depends on what you're best at, fist and foot kung fu or sword fighting. Others, such as some secret techniques or something, you just have to show them, and you want me to guide you in which aspect, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, I will never hide my secrets. ”

As soon as Yang Teng finished saying this, the monks watching the battle around the main square burst into discussions.

Yang Teng is too arrogant!

Dare to say that let Deng Hua show his best skills, is he going to challenge Deng Hua's strongest point?

Deng Hua was even more angry, daring to talk to him like this, Yang Teng was the first.

How many strong opponents have been encountered, no one dares to underestimate him Deng Hua so much.

Deng Hua sneered: "Yang Teng! This is what you said! Then I will be cheeky and ask for advice!"

With a loud bang, Deng Hua pulled out a long knife with a strange shape.

There are many types of long knives, but they are all the same, they are all composed of two parts: the blade and the hilt, and the blade of the handle is aimed at the enemy.

Deng Hua's long knife is different.

The same blade was pointed at Yang Teng, who was holding the hilt.

Unlike other long knives, there is a short blade half a foot long behind the hilt.

Seeing Deng Hua's long knife, Yang Teng laughed: "Deng Hua, your knife is a bit interesting, the half-truncated short blade in the back, are you going to stab yourself after failure." ”