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Yang Han entered the gladiatorial arena, handed over a hundred yuan stones at the registration office, and got a jade plaque of his own, which read "Three, one, four." "It will record all the information of their battles, whether they are present or past, including wins and losses.

Fortunately, he snatched the storage bag of the Heavenly Longbow, otherwise with Yang Han's net worth, I am afraid that he would not even be able to pay the registration fee.

Entering the waiting area on the side, Yang Han sat directly in the futon on the ground, silently closing his eyes to recuperate, on the central dueling platform, the two figures were fighting fiercely, the sword skills were displayed, and the strength exploded again and again.

All kinds of killing techniques came out together, and the entire ring was in turmoil, and layers of sword qi fell like a rain curtain in the place where the two people were fighting, the air exploded, and the sky was dark, sacrificing their lives to death, and the line of life and death directly made the cultivators in the surrounding stands boil.

This is the cruelty of the Sky Gladiatorial Arena, if you don't dare to sacrifice your life to fight, it is difficult for people who are used to seeing life and death to win here in a row, because the young powerhouses of various major sects gather, it is too bright.

I don't know how long it took, a loud voice suddenly came from the void on the dueling platform, as if Huang Zhong Dalu was roaring, shocking, the mystery of the way of the sword swept in all directions, this is definitely an incomparably terrifying powerhouse, suppressing one side, no one dares to shoot here at will. Please Baidu héiyaпgě is 

"No. 314 and No. 667, come to the stage, automatically admit defeat and fall out of the ring for the loser, casualties are allowed, each has a destiny, the odds on both sides are 1 to ten, and now you can bet on your own."

Yang Han in the waiting area heard this, slowly opened his eyes, and then stood up, his expression was calm, with a faint smile on his face from beginning to end, he pressed all the remaining more than 9,000 yuan stones on his body to win, so that according to the odds of one to ten, as long as he defeated the opponent, he could get more than 90,000 yuan stones, and he would get rich overnight.

Holding back his violently beating heart, Yang Han licked his dry lips and strode towards the dueling platform with red eyes.

……

The small dueling table is round, and the surface is made of a rare kind of polished silverstone, which is bright and translucent, and under the illumination of the light, it blooms with a misty silver color.

But because the time had passed, the dueling table was covered with cracks that were soaked with blackened and dry bloodstains, which were the traces of the years left by the endless genius disciples who fought here, and they witnessed the undefeated myths of ten consecutive victories, twenty consecutive victories, and even fifty consecutive victories.

Yang Han stood on the dueling platform, his face was slightly raised, his eyes were half-squinted, feeling the cheers and enthusiasm of the landslide and tsunami around him, his cells that had been silent for a long time actually began to jump, and the blood flowed faster.

At this moment, he was full of anticipation for the upcoming battle.

"Smack, smack, smack."

Gentle footsteps sounded from the opposite side, and a young man with a delicate face walked up, with a faint arrogance on his face, and the wide robe was embroidered with thundercloud totems, releasing a mysterious coercion.

"It's Lei Yun, the inner disciple of the Thunder Light Sect."

When the cultivators around saw this young man come to power, they were all shocked.

"Lei Yun has won six consecutive victories, he is an extremely outstanding hero in the past few years, he is expected to hit ten consecutive victories, and obtain the qualification to participate in the Flying Immortal Stone, even the elite disciples of the Luoxia Sect were defeated by him before, and he is in the limelight."

"That's right, Thundercloud is strong, and his opponent is very angry, and he doesn't know where he came from, he can definitely win this battle, and now he will reach an astonishing seven consecutive victories."

"I'll press 10,000 yuan and bet on Lei Yun to win."

"I also bet on Lei Yun to win with six thousand yuan stones."

……

The noisy words around him came into Yang Han's ears, which made him look at the thundercloud in front of him in slight surprise, he was able to win six consecutive victories, this strength was very strong.

But he was not afraid, now that he had enough elixir, Yang Han could make the second-order sword technique cultivate to the Great Perfection, and when he was equipped with six killing skills, he would definitely be able to sweep this dueling platform, this was his confidence.

In the stands, in a corner, a thin young man was facing the young man next to him and said, "Senior brother, everyone is crushing Lei Yunsheng, let's also press a little, so that we can make a lot of money." ”

The young man shook his head slightly, then turned his head and smiled strangely at the thin young man: "If you want to lose, even pawn your pants, even if you press the thunderclouds, this time, it will make everyone lose a piece of their hearts." ”

The thin young man was slightly startled when he heard this: "Senior brother, is that 314 really so strong?" ”

The young man next to him was silent, because he remembered the scene that happened outside the gladiatorial arena not long ago, this three and four, that is, Yang Han, pierced the abdomen of the genius disciple of Sword Mountain with one finger, and abolished his cultivation, this finger even broke the sword, it was too strong, and he would never forget it.

Sighing softly, the young man smiled bitterly: "Isn't it stronger?" It's just a monster. ”

On the dueling platform, Lei Yun stared at Yang Han, and a trace of conceit gradually appeared on his delicate face: "You jump off the dueling platform yourself and admit defeat, I don't want to make a move on you." ”

Hearing this, Yang Han raised his eyebrows, and then shook his head speechlessly, why are some powerful disciples so conceited? It's easy to die.

"Jumping off the dueling ring? That's not good, I haven't taken 90,000 yuan yet. ”

"Oh?" Thundercloud's eyes flashed: "You mean, you can beat me and get the odds of the bet?" Very good, I like to be confident, and when I can shoot, I hope your sword can be so hard-mouthed. ”

After speaking, Lei Yun stepped towards Yang Han in one step, and slapped at him, the energy in his palm spewed, the atmosphere rolled, and the impact passed, he was really confident in himself, and in the face of this unheard of goods, he didn't even bother to move his sword.

In the face of such a fierce attack, Yang Han took out the storage bag unhurriedly, then opened a bottle of Qi Condensing Pill, poured out three pills the size of a dragon's eye and swallowed them in one gulp, and the surging medicinal power immediately turned into a stream of heat and rushed into the meridians of the whole body, transforming into incomparably pure energy.

And the countless cultivators in the stands, seeing that Yang Han hadn't started the fight yet, they were busy taking medicine, and all of them showed extremely strange looks on their faces: "The battle hasn't started yet, you are busy swallowing medicine, what kind of trouble is this?" ”

After swallowing the Qi Condensing Pill, with a shake of his feet, Yang Han flashed the blow at a strange angle, came to the other side of the ring, stood quietly, feeling the strength that had been restored to the peak, Yang Han hurriedly used his strength, and rushed towards the phantom of the second-order sword technique, the Heaven Slashing Sword Technique.

"Boom."

In a moment, the energy in Yang Han's body was consumed again, and the phantom light up by two-thirds, but it was not enough, it was almost, so the scene of the audience spurting blood appeared again, Yang Han took out the Qi Condensing Pill again, threw three into his mouth, and bit it down, crunchy.

"Ahh

The cultivators around couldn't hold back any longer, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, this young man is really wonderful, could it be that he came on stage just to perform medicine for everyone?

"Boom."

After receiving the abundant energy supplement, the figure in the Xuanhuang Pagoda finally lit up all over his body, and then danced with the sword, demonstrating the sword technique, and finally turned into a huge torrent of words and rushed into Yang Han's mind.

Silently experiencing those huge cultivation experiences, Yang Han's face gradually filled with an incomparably confident smile: "The battle has begun, and I will use you to practice the sword." ”

"Sky Slashing Sword Technique."

Yang Han took out the blood pattern sword, and the strength was instilled, and a touch of cold light immediately appeared on the slender sword body, and the sword qi was a thread, and the wisps fell and rushed towards the thunderclouds.

"Bang."

I have to say that although Lei Yun is conceited, he really has the strength of conceit, only relying on the second-order swordsmanship he has just practiced, he is not Lei Yun's opponent at all, the impact of a double sword, the terrifying attack power surged, and Yang Han was actually directly knocked out.

The huge force shook his chest, the corners of his mouth were faintly bleeding, and he rolled in mid-air a few times before landing smoothly.

In the first fight, Yang Han suffered a big loss.

"The swordsmanship you just practiced? Even Xiaocheng is not counted, but he dares to fight with me? Look for death. ”

Lei Yun was furious, this thing actually dared to use the swordsmanship he had just practiced to fight him, it was simply humiliating, how could he stand it when he was arrogant?

"Get out of the ring for me."

He quickly approached and started a hand-to-hand fight with Yang Han, the sword in his hand was unleashed one after another, and the silver-white sword flowers bloomed in his hand, like a snow-white holy lotus blooming in mid-air, bewitching, beautiful, but with a deep murderous intent.

Yang Han still used the Heaven Cutting Sword Technique to fight with the other party, because he had just learned, the power of this sword technique was too weak, Yang Han was almost pressed and beaten, he couldn't even lift his head, he collided again and again, and he was thrown out again and again, the blood and qi kept rolling, and more and more blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and soon his entire chin was dyed red, and even the collar was wet with blood.

But after Yang Han stood firm, he stepped forward again, undiscouraged, never give up, just like a Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed, if he used the other five sword skills to fight together, the power skyrocketed several times, and Lei Yun was afraid that he would be killed within a few moves.

But Yang Han didn't, he wanted to use Thundercloud to practice swords, and use this genius who had won six consecutive victories to be the first stepping stone after the Great Perfection of the second-order swordsmanship.

On the dueling platform, the two people fought more and more fiercely, Yang Han experienced the cultivation experience in his mind, and at the same time used the sword technique to fight with the other party, with the loss of time, for this second-order sword technique, he slowly mastered it, from just learned, to now Xiaocheng, the power has increased greatly, and the time has only passed for more than ten minutes.

The second-order sword technique is several times more difficult to cultivate than the first-order sword technique, but Yang Han took advantage of the Xuanhuang Tower's anti-heaven place, coupled with the current talent and potential of life and death, he actually cultivated this set of sword techniques to Xiaocheng in just ten minutes, this speed shook the ancient and modern, and the so-called sword training geniuses of the other sects were scum in front of Yang Han.

On the other side, the thunderclouds fighting with it, the more they fought, the more frightened they became, the other party couldn't even parry at first, and a blow could make him fly, and there was no threat at all.

But now, only ten minutes have passed, and the opponent can already stabilize his body under his own attacks, although he is still knocked out by himself from time to time, but the number of times is very small.

Seeing that the other party was getting more and more excited, and the swordsmanship was becoming more and more proficient, Lei Yun suddenly trembled, suddenly came to his senses, and looked at Yang Han with an incredible expression: "Could it be that the other party is practicing his own sword?" ”

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