Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 2438

The more it comes to the later competition, the more intense the battle is. In order to compete for the promotion quota, both sides try their best.

Except for a few people who are obviously strong, the strength of others is almost the same, so every battle is very cruel.

In order to impact the next round, some friars did not hesitate to fight with their opponents. As a result, both sides were hurt, resulting in a disastrous victory and unable to continue to participate in the next round of duel.

After this round, the number of monks who entered the top 1000 was actually 1108.

If the change is negligible, it is regarded as a thousand people.

Then compete for the top 500.

At the end of the draw, Yang Teng did not pay special attention to his opponent.

The gambling game is over. It doesn't matter which opponent he draws. His only goal is to compete for the top.

I believe none of these friars is his opponent.

Mingcheng three people attach great importance to their opponents. They have entered the top 1000. Each opponent is very important. It is a great victory to defeat an opponent and take one step forward.

In this round, Yang Teng was the first of the four feilongzong to fight.

Without the trouble of gambling, Niu Dingtian will not pay a high price to buy off his opponent.

The opponent is eager to have a fierce battle with Yang Teng.

If you don't expect to defeat Yang Teng, you can stick to a few more moves under him, which is a great victory. This is the capital to boast in the future.

Unfortunately, he is not a disciple of Feilong sect. Yang Teng will never give him this chance to be famous.

"Dragon Lord, please!" the friar arched his hand to Yang Teng and then drew his sword to attack.

"Ding!" Yang Teng raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's blade. With two fingers exerting slight force, he grabbed the opponent's sword, turned around and grabbed the handle. The blade was placed on the opponent's neck.

"Feilong Zonglong three wins!" the referee dared not neglect and quickly announced the result.

The opponent broke down and took the sword from Yang Teng. "Thank you for your mercy, Lord long. It's beyond my ability. I also fantasize about how many moves I can stick to under Lord long."

Yang Teng smiled calmly. He had already entered another realm. He was not interested in these quasi emperor opponents.

Looking at the Dabi this time, there are not many friars that he can see. Except for a few friars who have the strength to compete for the top ten, Yang Teng is not even interested in asking each other's name and surname.

Easily promoted to the top 500, Yang Teng walked out of the duel.

When he met Yang Teng, the friar was doomed to be unfortunate, and there was no room to fight back.

At the same time, he was lucky. He didn't need to fight like other monks. In the end, he could win and lose. He was also in danger of heavy damage and even being killed.

He left the duel field unharmed. The monk looked complex and secretly determined to practice hard. Even if he didn't defeat Yang Teng, at least he couldn't have such a big gap with others.

Ming Cheng's duel was not as easy as Yang Teng's.

In the end, all three were promoted to the top 500, but they all went through a bloody battle. Mingcheng's situation was slightly better. His arm was injured, and a frightening wound ran through the whole arm.

Qi Rui lost a hand, Lu Fei was even worse, and one leg was cut off.

The situation of the three of them is so miserable that we can imagine the situation of their opponents.

Fortunately, such an injury will not delay the next round of duel. If you take a rest and adjust, you can recover as before.

There are 1108 people in a duel. It is reasonable to say that 554 people should be promoted to the next round.

In fact, only 488 people were successfully promoted to the next round.

Some friars are seriously injured and can't recover in a short time. Continuing to participate in the next round of duel is also an opportunity to deliver vegetables and give their opponents a chance to advance.

A few people died with their opponents!

Yang Teng told Mingcheng again, "now we are all in the top 500. I know you all want to go further and impact a better position. But you must remember that personal safety is the most important."

"I'm very satisfied with your performance in the big match. I don't want to have any accidents and lose any of you, okay!"

In Yang Teng's opinion, in order to compete for promotion places, it's understandable that they all want to show themselves as much as possible.

But there is no need to fight to the end. This is not the hatred of life and death. In order to advance one more round and lose both sides, what's the significance in the end.

Give up the duel at the critical moment and save yourself in order to have a future.

The significance of Dabi getting a good ranking is not to become famous and create a bright road for himself.

People are dead, what future, the brightest Road, has anything to do with them.

Mingcheng nodded and agreed. As for what he thought in his heart, it's not necessarily.

Dabi continues. Qi Rui is the first player on feilongzong's side.

Yang Teng took the disciples of Feilong sect to the scene to cheer Qi Rui on.

Qi Rui fought very hard this time, and his opponent's strength was very strong. The duel between them lasted nearly two hours, and it seemed that the time limit was coming.

Qi Rui suddenly stumbled under his feet, as if his successor was weak and his body was overdrawn.

The opponent immediately seized this rare opportunity and stabbed it with a sword.

Poof! The Sword Pierced Zirui's abdomen.

"Qi Rui is crazy. He is trading his life for promotion!" seeing Qi Rui injured, Yang Teng immediately understood what Qi Rui wanted to do.

Mingcheng and Lu Fei don't understand. Qi Rui is stabbed by his opponent. Is there still a chance to advance?

In the duel field, Qi Rui, with a grim smile on his face, grabbed the sword in his abdomen and shot it silently with his other hand.

"Boo!" the opponent thought that Qi Rui was stabbed by this sword, and the battle was coming to an end. He successfully promoted to the next round. He began to lose his ecstasy and completely ignored Qi Rui's counterattack.

Qi Rui's palm was printed on his opponent's chest. He saw his opponent's chest sink. Then his body flew up. He was slapped by Qi Rui and flew out of the duel field.

There is no need for the referee to announce the victory or defeat. According to the rules, as long as one party goes out of the duel first, the other party will win automatically.

"Poof!" Qi Rui pulled out the sword stabbed in his abdomen, and the blood gushed out far away.

Quickly seal the wound. Qi Rui looks pale and staggers out of the duel field.

"You bastard! You're crazy to be promoted!" Yang Teng was so angry that he wanted to fight Qi Rui.

Qi Rui's pale, bloodless face wore a hehe smile, "Lord, I didn't give you, I didn't lose face to Feilong clan!"

In a word, Yang Teng's nose is a little sour.

He always stressed to protect himself and not to be crazy for ranking.

The disciples regard this as an honor. For this honor, they can do anything crazy, even their own life!

Did Qi Rui do this just for personal honor?

Obviously not!

Up to now, Feilong sect has not been really recognized by the major forces in the world. Although it is called the eighth of the top ten forces, few people really recognize the status of Feilong sect.

Qi Rui, they work so hard to prove that Feilong sect deserves this position. Do Feilong sect disciples have such strength!

"Good! Good! Have a good rest and get ready for the next challenge." Yang Teng gave Qi Rui a pill.

This is the healing pill he made in Wanyu world. It is made from the elixir of Wanyu world. It is suitable for friars in Wanyu world.

Qi Rui said with a smile, "I knew the patriarch wouldn't ignore me. It's worth it to trade injury for promotion!"

"What can I say about you? If the sword goes up a little, you'll be dead!" Yang Teng said unhappily, "it's a good thing to dare to fight and fight. Next time, we must grasp our discretion and can't take such risks."

The position where the opponent's sword stabbed Qi Rui in the abdomen was an inch below his heart.

If another inch up, a sword pierces Qi Rui's heart and breaks his heart, Yang Teng's healing pill can't save Qi Rui's life.

Some quasi emperors practice secret arts and can keep a trace of divine consciousness when their bodies are blown to pieces, and then look for opportunities for rebirth.

But not every prospective emperor practices such a secret skill. Most prospective emperors will die on the spot if their bodies are smashed and their vital parts such as heart and head are smashed.

Even those monks who practice secret arts can keep a trace of divine knowledge immortal, they must find an opportunity for rebirth in a short time, otherwise they will soon lose their divine knowledge.

If you use the remaining divine knowledge to regenerate, your accomplishments will also drop significantly.

Only the strong emperor can really have the ability of divine consciousness rebirth. As long as a drop of blood mist and a grain of powder can adhere to divine consciousness, the strong emperor has the hope of rebirth.

Therefore, every time Yang Teng fights with the great emperor and the strong, he will finally blow open the void, involve everything such as the opponent's body in the void, use the powerful power to break the void, comprehensively crush the opponent's traces, completely eliminate everything of the opponent, and do not give the opponent the possibility of rebirth.

Qi Rui's honest recovery and adjustment have gone. He can enter the next round and is one step closer to the top 100. Qi Rui is very satisfied. It's definitely worth paying such a price.

Next is Lu Fei.

With Qi Rui's experience, Yang Teng stared at Lu Fei. He felt that these three guys would not give up easily. In order to advance to the next round, they all dared to make crazy decisions.

Lu Fei went crazy. He was no worse than Qi Rui.

This guy, at the end of the battle, smashed his opponent's head at the cost of losing two legs, and won the duel in the same tragic way.

In the last few rounds of duels, there is no big gap in each other's strength. The competition is not strength, but who is more cruel.

Be more cruel to your opponent and yourself!

The idea of killing your opponent with death is the basis of promotion.

Mingcheng's promotion was also very tragic. He only had one arm left before he defeated his opponent.

Hearing the referee's decision that he won, Mingcheng fainted directly.

The tenacity of the three disciples of Feilong sect has won the respect of many people.

It is said that the strong is respected. What is the strong, but is it stronger?

This spirit of fighting to the death and not giving up can be respected.

When it's Yang Teng's turn to appear, it's much simpler. Friars who don't have the strength to impact the top ten can't stick to one move under Yang Teng.

Easily defeated his opponent, Yang Teng began to consider the next round of duel.

He didn't worry about himself, but considered Mingcheng three people. These three guys went crazy, and he was a little afraid.