Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 682

Yin Xiang's knife posture suddenly changed. Yang Teng, who is located in the first row outside the field, felt that the decisive moment has come.

Yang Teng was so excited that he directly stood up and stared at the arena for fear of missing every detail.

"Hum!" the long knife cuts through the void and forms a knife mountain on Chen Yuqi's head.

The heavy pressure made Chen Yuqi unable to adapt for a while, and the long gun suddenly became a little messy.

What a pity! Yang Teng shook his head secretly. Chen Yuqi adapted to Yin Xiang's play just now. Yin Xiang suddenly changed his moves and accelerated the attack rhythm. Chen Yuqi's reaction slowed down half a step.

If a master moves half a step slower, he will lose the first chance. It is difficult to think about passive defense.

So far, Yang Teng immediately judged that Yin Xiang would win the war.

Sure enough, after a few knives, Yin Xiang opened Chen Yuqi's long gun and put the long knife on Chen Yuqi's neck.

Yin Xiang smiled coldly: "Chen Yuqi, you are the first opponent at the same level who can cause me so much trouble since my debut. I'll spare your life today!"

The cold sweat on Chen Yuqi's forehead flowed down his cheeks. He thought he would die. After all, few losers could leave the arena alive.

But I didn't expect Yin Xiang to let him go.

Throwing away the long gun in his hand, Chen Yuqi threw a fist at Yin Xiang, "thank you for not killing me, man. If you can get me Chen Yuqi in the future, you will never give up!"

Yin Xiang laughed: "you're welcome, brother. Since the fighting skill is over, let's go out and have a drink to calm down. To tell you the truth, if I hadn't experienced a fighting skill, I wouldn't have won. Just now your stormy attack frightened me. I must have a good drink today."

Chen Yuqi picked up the spear and said, "don't get drunk!"

A narrow escape is worth celebrating.

Sometimes people are so wonderful. Just now they were opponents of life and death, and suddenly they became brothers drinking together.

There is no need to announce the result of this war. Naturally, Yin Xiang won.

Yang Teng sat down again and felt the fanatical atmosphere behind him. He had some different ideas. After watching the battle between Yin Xiang and Chen Yuqi, he wanted to end in person and have a good fight with those opponents in Yi Jin period.

Yang Teng didn't pay much attention to the fighting skills in the next pulpectomy period.

Now he is only in the muscle changing period. Even if he participates in the fighting skills, he can't fight with the pulpectomy friars.

Moreover, with his combat effectiveness, if he doesn't display the treasure of big killer level such as copper coffin, he can't defeat the pulpectomy friars at all.

The monks who dare to fight are very powerful. There are absolutely no alchemists. The monks who specialize in auxiliary industries are ruthless people who are not afraid of life and death.

Therefore, it's a joke to simply compete for combat skills and want to challenge beyond the level.

It is still possible to cross one or two days, but it is impossible to cross one level and directly challenge the opponent of the previous level.

Yang Teng is more and more excited. He has no tricks and helpers. He fights face to face. This is the real battle!

No wonder the fighting field is so popular.

"Why, are you moved?" madman Luo suddenly asked.

Yang Teng nodded slightly. "After watching the two fighting skills, I think this kind of battle is very hot-blooded. I can fight with opponents at the same level. Even if I lose, it doesn't matter."

"Boy, you think too much. If you lose, not everyone is as lucky as Chen Yuqi. Eight out of ten died miserably in the fighting field, and the other two were abandoned." crazy Luo hehe smiled.

Yang Teng also smiled. "My heart is still kind. I can let my opponents go and let them leave the fighting field alive."

"You are very confident." crazy devil Luo chatted with Yang Teng while watching the fighting skills. After all, he has seen the fighting skills countless times, and the so-called hot blood has been cold.

"Old madman, if I want to participate in the individual fighting skills of the easy muscle group, how can I participate?" Yang Teng asked.

Mad devil Luo was furious, "I repeat, call me mad devil Luo!"

"Well, old madman, tell me what I need to do to participate in fighting skills."

Yang Teng can't help mad devil Luo at all. It's someone else who calls him an old madman. Even mad devil Luo doesn't dare to call him. No one can respectfully call Lord devil Luo, at least face-to-face.

Crazy devil Luo himself was also very strange. This hateful boy called him old madman. He was also very angry, but he didn't want to destroy this unsightly Dongzhou boy.

Forget it, he can call as he likes.

Crazy devil Luo said: "if you want to get the fighting skill quota, not everyone can get it."

Yang Teng understands this. There are only ten fights in the arena every year, and each fight is 18.

Of these 18 games, nine were individual fighting skills, and only 18 people participated in them. In a year, only 180 monks participated in individual fighting skills repeatedly.

Not counting the friars in western states, but also the friars in Merlot City, I don't know how many people break their heads and want to try their skills in the fighting field. When they were divided into the gluten prone group, the number of people was reduced by two-thirds.

It must be difficult to get the place to participate in fighting skills.

As soon as the crazy devil Luo's conversation changed, his face wore a proud smile, "but for me, it's a piece of cake. As long as you are willing to participate in the fighting skills, you will be guaranteed to play the next fighting skills."

Yang Teng believes in the words of crazy Moro. This old thing has a great position in Moro city. It's easy to do such a small thing.

"Come on, what price do I need to pay." Yang Teng also knew that the mad devil Loken would not help him in vain.

Even a piece of ragged animal skin was sold to him 500000 bottles of julingdan. It can be seen that crazy devil Luo is greedy and cruel.

"It mainly depends on your strength. If you can't even win the first game, it's useless! What value can a victory or defeat bring." crazy devil Luo said: "I can help you operate everything, and the first three games will serve you for free, and even help you arrange some opponents with less strength to advance to the fourth game smoothly."

Yang Teng knew that the old man had great energy, but he didn't expect that he could manipulate his fighting skills.

It's a big secret.

"From the fourth game, you won half of my reward." crazy Luo said calmly.

"Old madman, you're too dark! I worked hard in the fighting field and gave you half of the julingdan I got! I bought it for my life, so you're not afraid to get involved?" Yang Teng looked at the madman angrily.

"On this condition, it's your business to answer or not." crazy devil Luo smiled.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it, I'd like to find another way to earn some gathering elixir. Every time I come to the fighting field to feel the atmosphere and see the excitement, if I still have spare money, I'll bet. I'd better leave it to others." Yang Teng immediately decided not to participate in the fighting.

The smile on madman Luo's face suddenly solidified. What's wrong with this boy? Negotiation is bargaining. He's good. He doesn't give a chance to bargain at all.

Crazy devil Luo also had a temper, "OK, let's make a deal. Just watch and don't fight. I don't believe it. I'm crazy devil Luo. You can't step into the fighting field in your life. Watch the war all your life!"

Well, these two have a good fight.

The first round of individual fighting skill ends, followed by group fighting skill, which starts from the strong bone stage group with low cultivation, then the tendon changing stage, and finally the pulpectomy stage.

Yang Teng put all his mind on watching the fighting skills.

There are clear provisions on group fighting skills, and the number of people in each group shall not exceed 10 at most.

Of course, no group has less than ten people, which is the full number limit.

Dozens of people or hundreds of people play against each other. One less person can't see how much. Ten people play against ten people, and the effect of one less person is too obvious.

Therefore, these three fighting skills are full fighting skills.

Group fighting skills are more cruel.

It is also a quarter hour limit. As long as you kill six people of the other party and the number of people who allow the other party to continue fighting is less than five, you will win.

Of course, the rules allow complete annihilation of opponents within a specified time.

Under such rules, the cruelty and appreciation of group fighting skills are far more exciting than individual fighting skills.

It can be said that once the two sides came up, there was no temptation at all. Everyone attacked each other and screamed to kill each other.

The swords flew up and down together, and the scream was splashed with blood.

The end of three group fighting skills is called a tragic and failed nature. Needless to say.

It's hard for the winning party. No team can keep ten people standing and leaving from beginning to end. Winning is also a disastrous victory.

After watching three group fighting skills, there is a new round of individual fighting skills.

Yang tengpo has some feelings.

Individual fighting skills can't say he will win, but this group fighting skills, he really has some ideas. If he finds those guys who have been trained in Sunset Valley, he is fully hopeful to win ten games in a row.

He carefully watched each group fighting skill and found that although these teams had also undergone some training, they also cooperated with each other.

But compared with those guys in Sunset Valley, they are vulnerable.

Yang Teng even dared to guarantee that his people would win ten victories if they didn't die.

This is not arrogance, but Yang Teng's trust in his own people. The source of this trust is arduous training and confidence in the assault formation.

Once again, it's the turn of Yi Jin's personal fighting skills, and Yang Teng still pays great attention.

He didn't completely give up participating in personal fighting skills, but was fighting patiently with the crazy devil Robbie. He couldn't pay half of the income in a word. He risked life and death to fight. He only got half of the income. Yang Teng didn't do it.

It's still early for the next fight. Yang Teng has enough patience.

Crazy devil Luo's eyes fell on Yang Teng from time to time. He was a little confused. The friar of Dongzhou was so stable at a young age. He showed more like an old fox with many years of experience. He shouldn't.

Crazy devil Luo decided to test, "well, if my old man suffers some losses, he will reduce it by another 10%

Yang Teng pretended not to hear clearly. "What are you talking about, old madman? You still want to reduce my income by 10%? You're not old and confused."

"I mean, I'll give you 60% and I'll only give you 40%. Crazy devil Luo said angrily.

"Don't do it! I'll give you 10% at most as hard work fee, otherwise you won't talk!" Yang Teng said firmly.

"Fart! It's impossible!" madman Luo was furious on the spot.