Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 687

Ren Fu was already ready. He also heard the name of Yang Teng, the fast knife boy. He knew that Yang Teng killed his opponent with a knife and was wary of Yang Teng's fast knife.

"Quick knife boy? A thing that can't measure its strength. In front of absolute strength, no matter how fast it is, it has no foundation!" Ren Fu said disdainfully.

Master fight, how can you have so much time to talk nonsense.

Ren Fu still underestimated the enemy. He had nine days of cultivation in the easy tendon period, which was four days higher than Yang Teng. He felt that such a huge gap in cultivation was just a small effort to defeat Yang Teng.

The nonsense hasn't landed yet. Yang Teng's long knife has come in front of him.

"Ah! So fast!" Ren Fu still didn't get rid of this problem. He didn't forget to shout at the same time.

The sword in his hand stood upright, trying to block Yang Teng's long knife, and then fell down to attack Yang Teng.

Ren Fu is absolutely confident that he will be able to fly Yang Teng's long knife this time, and the next sword will kill Yang Teng!

"Crotch!" with a crisp sound, Ren Fu felt that the sword in his hand became lighter.

What's going on? Ren Fu quickly looked at the sword in his hand.

The part where the sword collided with the long knife was cut off, and there was still a small part of the sword in his hand, which was not much longer than a dagger.

Ren Fu wanted to scold Yang Teng very much. He actually used magic weapons to fight. What's the difference between this and cheating.

But he found himself unable to open his mouth and speak.

Then he found that the whole world turned black, and then Ren Fu lost consciousness.

"Poof!" a cavity of hot blood burst into the air, and Ren Fu's head fell to the ground with a grunt.

Yang Teng received the knife, his arm shook, and the blood on the blade shook off.

Holding the knife, his arm was raised high and drew a semicircle in mid air.

"Quick knife boy! Quick knife boy!"

The audience burst out cheers with amazing momentum. The sound of gathering together even opened the dome of the fighting field.

More than 50000 people once again witnessed Yang Teng's killing his opponent with a knife.

Ren Fu, who has been talking nonsense, doesn't even have a chance to fight back. It's estimated that he doesn't know how he died when he was dying.

Put away the long knife and Yang Teng turned out of the fighting field.

"Good boy! I'm worthy of being a fast knife boy. I'm looking forward to fighting with you!" Yin Xiang's eyes burst out. He has regarded Yang Teng as a real opponent.

Some people may think that Yang Teng killed Ren Fu with the help of the sharpness of the long knife.

Yin Xiang doesn't think so. He can see a lot from Yang Teng's knife. This is by no means a victory or defeat that can be determined by the sharpness of the long knife. Ren Fu is not a weak opponent. Yang Teng has no consciousness of cutting off Ren Fu's sword and letting him avoid it. We can see how fast Yang Teng's knife is!

Yang Teng replied, "wait until you save your life. Don't fall in this game. My opponent can't be so weak."

In a word, Yin Xiang was full of war, "you are not the only one who can kill his opponent, but I can do it!"

Yang Teng stopped quarrelling with Yin Xiang and focused on the fighting field.

Next came the fighting skills of the pulpectomy friars. The two friars fought inextricably. Finally, they were both injured within a quarter of an hour, but they couldn't tell the outcome. They were judged out at the same time.

The two monks smiled helplessly and helped each other out of the arena.

Back in the waiting area, the two brothers and sisters discussed that since they had not become enemies of life and death, they simply went out to drink together.

This situation also happens from time to time in the fighting field, and some people become life and death brothers who don't fight and don't know each other. This is the so-called inexplicable friendship between men.

Yang Teng looked at the fighting skills quietly. He didn't yell like others. He stood up only when Yin Xiang appeared on the stage.

Yin Xiang stood in the arena like a tiger full of strength. When he heard the announcement, the long knife fell suddenly.

"Destroy the sky and destroy the earth!"

With a loud cry, Yin Xiang launched a fierce attack.

The opponent did not show weakness and waved two swords to meet Yin Xiang.

Before the two fought together, Yang Teng knew that Yin Xiang's opponent had lost.

When using two swords at the same time, it is difficult to use both swords to the best. Often, the power of both swords is not strong enough.

But it's not absolute. A real swordsman can use both swords to the extreme to achieve real attack and defense.

Yin Xiang's opponent obviously can't do this.

Therefore, to Yin Xiang is his tragedy, which will soon become a stepping stone for Yin Xiang's promotion.

Sure enough, Yin Xiang's long knife was extremely dexterous. He passed through his opponent's two swords and Epee, and cut off his opponent's head with a horizontal knife.

"Shua!" Yin Xiang shook off the blood drops on the long knife and looked at Yang Teng.

The taste of provocation is full.

The audience cheered in unison. It was so exciting!

After the fast knife boy, Yin Xiang also learned to cut off his opponent's head with one knife.

This is the fighting skill! This is the battle of hot-blooded men.

As for the friars who died on the ground, no one cares. They die when they die. There is no truth in fighting skills.

Yin Xiang stepped down from the fighting field, came to Yang Teng, pulled a chair and sat down, "boy, it's not just your knife fast!"

"It's OK. It's barely passable. If a master of swordsmanship like me instructs you for a few years, you will become a master of swordsmanship in the future." Yang Teng said calmly, with a tone very similar to that of an elder teaching a younger generation.

Yin Xiang almost vomited blood. Why is this Dongzhou boy so thick skinned!

Because the two fighting skills of Yang Teng and Yin Xiang have greatly accelerated the time, tonight's fighting skills will all end in four hours.

Before leaving, Yang Teng left a sentence, "the footwall is not stable enough. Although the steps are fast, they are somewhat vain. Go back and practice well, otherwise you will die quickly if you meet me!"

Yin Xiang's face was livid, and Yang Teng's words hit the key. Yin Xiang's Sabre is exquisite and fast enough, but the biggest problem has always been that his footwall is not stable enough. If his opponent targets his footwall, this is his biggest key.

Yang Teng wants to fight back, but Yin Xiang can't say it. How can he fight back? Although what they said was ugly, they were right, and they couldn't see what defects Yang Teng had.

Do you want to quarrel like Ren Fu?

Leaving the fighting field, the crazy devil Luo happily patted Yang Teng on the shoulder, "good boy! I'm so angry, just do it!"

Yang Teng rolled his eyes. "Do you think there is still a chance to kill his opponent in the next game? You think too much. I won two consecutive games. No matter who I fight with, people will pay attention to me. It's a dream to think of killing my opponent so cleanly."

Yang Teng still has this self-knowledge. Once his opponent attaches importance to him, the huge gap in cultivation will be reflected.

His advantages are flexible body method, mysterious Sabre technique and super strong combat effectiveness.

But there are also disadvantages. The gap in cultivation is the biggest problem.

If the opponent can restrain frivolity and adopt a steady strategy against him, it will be difficult for Yang Teng to defeat his opponent. It is not that he has no chance, but it will take a lot of effort. He must deal with it for a long time.

"Don't say so much. I'll try to arrange weaker opponents for you. It's up to you to play on the field." crazy Luo laughed.

"Fast knife boy, tonight's battle is very exciting, and I'll stick to it next time. Next time, anyway, I'll bet you win!" an audience shouted to Yang Teng.

"Fuck! This is a man's fight. It's fun! Next time I win half of you." another friar shouted.

Yang Teng waved to the crowd. These people gave him the warmest support in the arena. It is necessary to have a good relationship with the audience.

Although the victory has nothing to do with the support of the audience.

But the audience can boost morale.

Standing in the fighting arena, tens of thousands of spectators shouted at the fast knife boy. Although Yang Teng was not satisfied with this title, his momentum was mobilized at once.

Combat effectiveness will be improved.

"I didn't expect that your boy came to morluo city for a few days. He only played two fighting skills, and so many monks supported you." crazy Moruo said enviously: "I've been in morluo city for so many years, these guys call me Moruo Lord face to face, but they all speak ill of me behind my back."

"You should look for reasons in yourself and think about pitching others all day. No matter how powerful you are, you can only get superficial respect. No one regards you as a big man in your heart and behind your back." Yang Teng sneered.

"What do you know at a young age? You dare to teach me a lesson casually! Do you know how terrible it is if a person has no power! I crazy devil Luo struggled to live from a humiliated little monk to today, and now I have my status. Do you know how difficult it is! I've cheated others? Do you know how many people have cheated me over the years!"

Crazy devil Luo suddenly became angry, which surprised Yang Teng. What's the matter with the old guy?

Crazy devil Luo looked excited. After yelling a few words, he also felt that it was unnecessary to vent in front of Yang Teng. He looked dark. "What's the use of telling you this? Anyway, you can't realize how difficult it is for a once helpless little monk to struggle to live now."

Yang Teng sighed, "old madman, I understand you very much. In fact, it's not easy for me these years. At the beginning, I was shocked and broke my heart. I was drunk every day. Later, I finally got the chance to turn over.

Over the years, I have been working hard every day. What am I doing!

Sometimes it's boring to think about it. It's a lifetime to work like this. It's good to live a carefree life.

But I still like this life. This is life. If I become an old madman like you, I can't stand it. "

Crazy devil Luo raised his hand and slapped Yang Teng. "Can you speak human words? Are you comforting me or hurting me?"

"What's the use of comforting you? You're terminally ill. No advanced pill can cure your completely degenerated and dirty heart. I'm fighting poison with poison." Yang Teng said and immediately dodged away from the madman Luo.

Crazy devil Luo burst out laughing: "bastard, that is, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me! I didn't kill you. It's your life!"

"As you say, I have to thank you for not killing."

"You know!"

They talked and laughed and quarreled all the way back to crazy devil Luo's house.