Chapter 1352: Victory Without a Fight
The second round of the competitive battle continued, and some people continued to advance, and some were eliminated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
There are also many people who have been severely injured in the hand, some minor injuries are better to say, slowly recovered through self-adjustment, and some serious injuries cannot be healed by self-adjustment, especially limb injuries and serious internal injuries, which can almost affect the monk's life.
They all know that Yang Teng has a magical wound healing pill in his hand, as long as it is not a fatal injury, it can be quickly cured.
But no one came to buy it, and the price was too expensive, which discouraged everyone.
For this reason, the old sloppy ridiculed Yang Teng's heart for being too dark, at such a price, it was impossible to sell the Healing Pill.
Yang Teng didn't think so, he could slaughter a sum of money, it didn't matter if he couldn't sell it, and he didn't expect to sell the life of the Healing Pill.
No one came to disturb him, and Yang Teng could still adjust his state with peace of mind, and further comprehend the Void Shattering Fist, but he also fell quietly.
A few days later, the second round of the Athletic Battle was over.
A total of 508 people successfully advanced to the third round.
The cruelty of the first two rounds of knockout matches can be seen from this, just after two rounds of duels, only 500 and 8 of the 10,000 monks who participated in the competitive battle remained.
Lots are drawn in groups to determine the opponents to face in the third round.
Five hundred and eight people are divided into two hundred and fifty-four groups, and the winner advances to the next round.
There are not many rules for such a duel, it's very simple, and if you lose, it's over.
The old sloppy also advanced to the third round of group matchups, and went to the draw with Yang Teng.
Yang Teng doesn't care what strength of the opponent he draws, he has to fight one game at a time anyway, and his ultimate goal is to enter the top ten and strive to hit the first place.
Since you are here to participate in the competitive battle, you should have the idea of hitting the strongest target.
Let also let a few strong people who are optimistic about him take a look, he Yang Teng has this absolute strength.
The number plate that Yang Teng drew was white thirty-five, this number order was very high, and the four fields were fighting at the same time, and after a few battles, it would be his turn to fight.
As the focus of attention, Yang Teng's appearance order was immediately spread after it came out.
"Let's take a look at which unlucky Red No. 35 is, it's not a good thing to meet Yang Teng. ”
With the noise of the monks, a gloomy monk said helplessly: "I am the unlucky bastard you call me!"
Before the draw, the monk had been very happy in his heart, his strength was not too strong, and he was able to pass the first two rounds smoothly precisely because he did not meet a strong challenger.
Entering the third round, this is his ultimate goal to participate in the competitive battle, and it can be said that he has completed this predetermined goal, and he feels that he has no regrets in this competitive battle.
But there is also some expectation in my heart, the luck of the draw is a little better, and when I meet an opponent with similar strength, maybe there is hope to advance to the fourth round.
That's great.
As for drawing opponents who are weaker than him, don't even think about it, among the five hundred and eight monks who advanced to the third round, he is definitely the one at the bottom of the strength, and he is very self-aware.
But he didn't expect that he, a monk with the lowest strength, drew Yang Teng, a super opponent, isn't this looking for death.
The monk had a bitter look on his face, thinking about Yang Teng's toughness and ruthlessness.
He didn't want to die, anyway, he didn't have a chance to hit better results, and he couldn't fight Yang Teng, and he couldn't beat Yang Teng.
The monks who avoided Yang Teng all had a relaxed smile on their faces.
It's better to fight with others than to meet Yang Teng.
These monks looked at this unlucky guy, and they could only silently wish that this unlucky guy would not die under Yang Teng's hands.
The draw ended quickly, and the third round of matchups was about to begin.
The top four red and white monks will be on the edge of the challenge zone to face off and advance to the fourth round.
The monk who had drawn the red thirty-fifth lottery suddenly came to Yang Teng.
"Yang Teng, I know that you are very strong, I am not your opponent, it's not that I dare not fight, I just don't want to die under your hands. I admit defeat in this battle, and I don't have to appear on the stage. As he spoke, the monk handed the red number plate in his hand to Yang Teng.
Under Yang Teng's surprised gaze, the monk calmly left the waiting area, left the main square, and entered the viewing area outside the main square, taking the initiative to give up the qualification for this challenge and watching the battle outside as a spectator.
Well, the third round of matchups has not even begun, and the first qualifier has already appeared.
The other monks really didn't know what to say.
Although they all thought that Yang Teng could easily defeat his opponent to advance, he didn't expect that his opponent would not dare to enter the challenge area, so he took the initiative to admit defeat.
Yang Teng's promotion path is too smooth!
In the first round, he defeated three opponents at lightning speed, and completed three duels in less than the time of one fight, causing a strong sense of impact on everyone.
This also caused the monks behind to speed up the pace of their attacks, and their combat speed increased a lot.
Looking at the second round, Yang Teng only used two moves to kill Lin Tian, whose strength was enough to rank in the top 100.
As a result, no one responded, and the three state owners were forced to change the rules, and Yang Teng benefited from the rule change, defeating one opponent to advance to the third round.
In the third round of group matchups, Yang Teng's luck was even more explosive, just by virtue of his fame and strength, he made his opponent take the initiative to admit defeat and became the first monk to advance to the fourth round.
People are more popular than dead people!
The monks who were waiting to participate in the third round of the duel looked at Yang Teng with strange eyes.
They will also have to fight to the death in the challenge zone to defeat their opponents to qualify for the fourth round.
Yang Teng is good, go to this station, easily advance, what is this called!
They have the third round of duels, whether it is physical strength or the aura in the body, they will be consumed to varying degrees, and after winning, they must immediately return to the waiting area to rest and adjust, and those who have injuries on their bodies must be healed as soon as possible, so as not to affect the next round of duels.
Yang Teng was calm and relaxed, waiting for the opponent in the fourth round in the best condition.
Alas, many people sighed helplessly, and when they raised their spirits, they should prepare for their own third-round showdown.
The old sloppy patted Yang Teng on the shoulder angrily, "It's so annoying, just because you kid is ruthless! I knew this, I should have been more ferocious in the previous duel, every time I killed an opponent, those guys were afraid of me, maybe I could always enter the top ten competition, and no one would dare to fight me." ”
Yang Teng looked at the old sloppy with a smile, "I can hear that you are jealous." Mentality is very important, anyway, you still have to participate in the duel, such a mentality is not good for you, if you die in the challenge zone, I will have to collect your body. ”
"Phew!Phew!Phew!" The old sloppy spit out a few times in a row, "Get out of you, don't say these unlucky words! Lao Tzu's life is hard, Lao Tzu will go on the road of fighting for the emperor in the future, how can he be defeated by a group of nobodies!"
Yang Teng laughed, he and the old sloppy are like this, from the first enemy, the old sloppy pit him, to the later friend and foe, and then to the current friend of life and death, the relationship between the two is very complicated.
The two of them are now close friends who fight side by side in life and death, and once they both embark on the road of fighting for the emperor in the future, they will be opponents in life and death.
Whatever, the future will be talked about in the future, and it is still far away.
Showdown after showdown continues.
When it was the turn of the old sloppy to appear, the guard in charge of maintaining order read out the order of the old sloppy number plate aloud, and the old sloppy had already prepared, carrying the Hades sword to the challenge area.
Yang Teng's clenched fist waved at the old sloppy, cheering for the old sloppy.
The old sloppy grinned with big yellow teeth.
Full of confidence, sloppy and not afraid of any opponent.
Enter the challenge zone, and the old scruffy opponent also enters the challenge zone.
At the end of the draw, Lao Sloppy didn't care who his opponent was, and now after seeing his opponent, Lao Sloppy was taken aback.
This man is so ugly!
How to describe it.
This person has a short body, and his body is very uncoordinated no matter how you look at it.
Especially this face, it seems that after falling from a height, I accidentally hit the ground with my face first, and I was thrown into a lot of meat, and then it became like this.
A pair of small eyes blinked, and there were few hairs on the top of his head.
"Ugly ghost, who are you! Fortunately, this is broad daylight, don't come out easily at night, what should you do if you are scared to death!" Old sloppy mouth is enough to damage, after getting along with Yang Teng for a long time, good people will become very bad when they talk, not to mention that old sloppy is not a good person.
"Bastard! You've Lao Tzu to death!" the monk on the other side shouted angrily.
He was born ugly, and the most hateful thing was that others said he was ugly, and he couldn't look down on those handsome monks.
As long as he encounters monks with slightly worse cultivation and very handsome appearances, all of them will encounter his poisonous hands.
There is no reason, as long as it doesn't look pleasing to the eye, just kill it!
However, he is also self-aware, and he never provokes monks who are stronger than him, nor does he provoke monks who have backers, so he has been able to live until now.
The old sloppy made a frightened expression, "I'm scared to death!" It's okay that you ugly ghost doesn't speak, as soon as you open your mouth, I am even more determined to eliminate the harm for the Silver Moon Continent, and I must not let you come out to scare people again!"
"You are looking for death!" the ugly-faced monk was furious, he couldn't scold the old sloppy, and only by killing this sloppy old guy could he get out of his heart.
Pick up the big slap and take a look at the top of the old sloppy head.
The old sloppy mouth constantly provoked the opponent, but in his heart he attached great importance to the opponent, and there were few monks who could advance to the third round, and there were few who were too weak, he was not as lucky as Yang Teng, so he had to go on step by step.
With a shake of the long sword, the Hades Sword burst out with thousands of sword flowers.
Seeing that the opponent's big slap continued to fall, the old sloppy disdain, he couldn't pierce the palm of the Silver Armor King, this ugly ghost didn't have the strength of the Silver Armor King.
Seeing that the opponent did not shy away, the old sloppy heart was overjoyed, and it seemed that he was going to win with one move!
The arm increased in strength, and the Hades sword stabbed into the palm of the ugly opponent's hand.
Just when the old sloppy thought that this move was inevitable, the sword of Hades stabbed into the palm of the ugly monk's hand.
There was a sound of metal and iron clashing.
"Crotch!"
The Hades Sword is blocked!