Eight hairsprings!

Liang Teng felt the surging energy in his body, extremely excited, if Zhao Mingkai stood in front of him now, Liang Teng would definitely be confident to blow him up with one punch.

One thing Liang Teng has already determined, his own Yuan Vein plus Xuan Vein, the Yuan Qi inhaled, and then after the hot and cold mixture, seems to have undergone an ulterior chemical reaction, and the attack power is super strong, a bit like an alloy on the earth.

Skipping the level to fight monsters, a piece of cake!

But the problem now is that the Yuanzhu is running out, and it is impossible to upgrade quickly.

Just find someone to use Yuan Zhu to suck vitality, this kind of lack of virtue Liang Teng can't do it, and he has no grudge against others.

Liang Teng couldn't think of a way to get Yuanzhu for a while, and he was idle anyway, so he beat the Ming Fist in his memory a few times.

Originally, some moves that couldn't be played were easily used with the blessing of the eight hairsprings.

He fought for a while and found that although this set of moves was mediocre, the more he studied it, the more profound he felt, which aroused his interest.

Liang Tengzheng was researching the rise, and a figure walked into the courtyard.

"Ma Shanhe, do you have something to do with me?" Liang Teng recognized the man, put away his fist, got up and walked over.

"Liang Teng, you haven't packed your things yet?" asked Ma Shanhe in surprise.

"What are you packing?" Liang Teng was also very strange.

Ma Shanhe opened his only eye, "Of course I packed up my things and ran away! Liang Xuezhen and her father are such a precious daughter, and they were beaten like this by you, so they won't trouble you when the time comes? I have inquired, Liang Zhonglun just happened to be out of the family these days, you should quickly pack up and go out to avoid the limelight." ”

Liang Teng listened to Ma Shanhe's words, and a trace of emotion rose in his heart.

Ma Shanhe came forward to speak for himself several times today, and now he is still concerned about whether he has escaped, this friend is worth making.

"What are you afraid of, I just wanted to see the strength of the Avatar Monk. Liang Teng smiled.

In his memory, he had never seen the Transformation Monk make a move, crossing into this world, what Tianlong Gang disciples, what Tsing Yi disciples, it would be like that when they fought, this gave Liang Teng full confidence.

It's a big deal, run away on a donkey, anyway, the horse is running fast.

"Damn, you have such a big heart! you don't know how powerful the Avatar Monk is......"

Before Ma Shanhe finished speaking, he saw Liang Teng waving his hand and asked, "Ma Shanhe, I want to get some Yuanzhu, do you have any way?"

Ma Shanhe was stunned for a moment, and looked at Liang Teng with a strange gaze, "Only by doing tasks for the family will you be rewarded a little bit, otherwise what else can you do? Do you want to suck the vitality of others? Or go to the black arena to fight......

"Black Field?gladiatorial fighting?" Liang Teng seemed to suddenly open the door to a new world, "Do you have a way?" ”

Black gladiatorial fighting, similar to black boxing in the earth's boxing world, has no rules, and the death and injury rate is amazing, but the reward Yuan Zhu is also very rich.

Liang Teng's cultivation in this world is low, where is he qualified to go to this kind of place.

"Do you want to die?" Ma Heshan lowered his voice and glanced around, "Heichang, is that a place where you can go?" Although you have a little cultivation now, but going to that kind of place is not enough for people to see, eight or nine strong people with more than a dozen hairsprings, any one of them can blow you up......"

"Brother, I know in my heart, you just need to help me introduce you, you should help me once. Liang Teng said seriously.

He can defeat Zhao Mingkai with four hairsprings, and now with eight hairsprings, plus the defense of small flames, it should not be a problem to beat a monk with eleven or twelve hairsprings, at least there will be no worries about his life.

And Liang Teng found that the small flames in his heart only increased after defeating the opponent, and then increased the effect of strengthening the body, for him, the black field can not only beat people to strengthen the body, but also take the yuan beads, why not.

Ma Heshan stared at Liang Teng with one eye for a long time, then shook his head and said: "I really convinced you, okay, I know a gray-clothed disciple named Qian Ping, he is in charge in a black field, I will take you to him." Say it in advance, if you can't fight, you should admit defeat quickly, life is important. ”

......

In a gambling house in the north of Daliang City, there are many people, shouting and dice cups are continuous, and no one knows that in the underground of the gambling house, there is a space with a radius of dozens of zhang.

In the center of the space is a high platform several feet wide, blocked by ropes on all sides, similar to a ring on earth.

On the stage, the two Tsing Yi disciples played with vigor, and there were more than a dozen spectators watching the rise.

Boom!

After a while, one of them flew down, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the rope guardrails didn't do anything.

"Senior Brother Li, my cultivation is not easy, please let ...... go"

The disciple who fell off the stage knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but before he finished speaking, he was jumped down by the senior brother Li who had won the battle, knocked him down with one punch, and sucked away his vitality with two yuan beads.

"Kill him, kill him!" the audience screamed as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, clenching their fists.

In the next corner of the stage, Ma Shanhe asked in horror: "Senior Brother Qian, how can it be allowed to draw Yuan Qi here?

The gray-clothed disciple named Qian Ping next to him snorted, and said coldly: "The rules here are like this, if you want Yuanzhu, you have to rely on your own ability to fight, lose, let others slaughter, life and death, win, get half of the vitality, half of the field......"

"Half of the field is still going to be commissioned?" Ma Shanhe opened his mouth wide, he had been to other black fields before, and the rules were not like this.

"What are you talking about? That's how we behave. I said what are you bringing a waste here to fool in? When he is killed, you will be responsible for collecting the body. The disciple surnamed Qian glanced at Liang Teng with contempt, obviously he had seen this cowardly coward before.

Liang Teng didn't care, he swept his eyes around, and found that in addition to the audience, there were five or six other people, sitting on the special tiger skin chairs, who should be black boxers.

Judging from the fluctuations in the vitality of these people, there are five or six hairsprings, and there are also eight or nine.

What attracted Liang Teng's attention was a person sitting in the dark, this person was tall, wearing purple clothes, sitting on a wide tiger skin chair with his eyes closed and recuperating, exuding strong vitality fluctuations.

Purple-clothed disciple!

Six gossamers are green clothes, twelve are purple clothes, this person is wearing purple clothes, at least twelve gossamer cultivation, a master in the early and late periods.

"Senior Brother Qian, Liang Teng is not a waste now, he ......"

Ma Shanhe was about to defend himself, but was impatiently interrupted by a disciple surnamed Qian, and shouted loudly: "A new fighter, the choice is voluntary, the loser is first, life or death does not matter!"

After a moment of silence, there was a sudden uproar.

"It's not that and that...... What's that crap?

"Liang Teng, the one who is scared, there is only one gossamer after five or six years of cultivation, yes, it's him!"

"A waste comes to the black field as a fighter, I'll go!hahahaha!"

"This thing is scared of his guts, can't he have a bad brain, do he?"

Liang Teng's cultivation in this world is low, but his ugly reputation is far and wide, many people immediately recognized him, and some people who didn't know him originally couldn't help but laugh when they heard the people next to him say it.

A waste comes to the black field, this is purely an act of looking for death, many people shook their heads after laughing, and already regarded Liang Teng as a dead person.

The purple-clothed disciple raised his eyelids and closed them again, as if Liang Teng didn't exist at all.

At this time, a disciple in Tsing Yi in his thirties came over and scolded the disciple surnamed Qian: "Qian Ping, you dog, all kinds of garbage are pulled in, a waste, what are you letting him in for, if I go out and leak the news, do I want to open this time?

"Yes, yes, yes, Senior Brother Lu, I'll bang him out. The steward named Qian Ping panicked, turned his face and immediately changed his fierce appearance, and was about to drive away Liang Teng and Ma Shanhe.

"We gave a yuan bead as an entrance fee...... "Ma Shanhe was anxious.

Liang Teng was just about to speak, when the disciple in Tsing Yi, who had just been beaten and vomited blood and fell off the stage, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he rushed over and said, "Wait, I will choose him as my opponent!"

"Sun Fanghao, you have already lost twice today, at least you have to take a break......" The steward spoke out to dissuade.

The income of the black field depends on the fighters' commission, and since some fighters voluntarily chose Liang Teng as their opponent, it is not easy for him to drive Liang Teng away.

"No need to rest, it's him!"

Sun Fanghao's eyes lit up.

He lost twice today, he was originally disheartened, who knew that there was a waste, this is simply a gift from God, he needs a victory too much to save the situation.

"I will choose him too!"

"I choose it too!"

Several fighters stood up at the same time, and everyone wanted to pinch the soft persimmon.

"The loser is first, Sun Fanghao chooses first, this one, he will play against Liang Teng!" Qian Ping shouted loudly.

Wow!

The whole field came alive.

Although they despised Sun Fanghao in their hearts and actually chose a waste as an opponent, the psychology of watching jokes still aroused their great interest.

They have seen a lot of master duels, and it is the first time that they have seen each other.

Liang Teng walked to the stage, coughed lightly, and asked, "Let me ask first, if I win the opponent and draw vitality, how many yuan beads can I use at most at a time?"

The audience burst into laughter!

"Hahahaha! He's asking so seriously!"

"I'm laughing to death!

Many people burst into tears of laughter.

This waste, so funny, I didn't know that I was about to be killed, and asked how many yuan beads I could win......

This one is so beautiful!