Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 2428

The referee in charge of supervising Dabi shouted out that Dabi began. Niu launched an impact on Yang Teng in the next day.

This is also really worried. He didn't say any provocative big words. He attacked with his head depressed.

In line with his first intention to win the first place, Yang Teng competed with other monks to increase his experience and participate in the Dabi.

Two days after seeing the cow, Yang Teng lost his interest in dueling.

There is really no challenge.

Raise your hand and grasp the fist made by Niu Ertian. As soon as you throw it, Niu Ertian flies out of the duel field.

One move, second kill!

The cow sat on the ground stupidly the next day. His whole body was intact. He didn't even feel pain, so he flew out confused.

Is there such a big gap between yourself and long San?

The referee in charge of supervising the derby was also a little silly. After a few moments of silence, he announced that long San won the derby and advanced to the fifth round!

"It's too strong! I didn't understand. Long San raised his hand, grabbed Niu Er Tian's fist and threw him out?"

"Such a duel is not enjoyable. It's not wonderful at all."

"What do you know? This is the real highlight. The strong can show the strength of dragon three with one move and second kill!"

The monks of Feilong sect cheered loudly to welcome Yang Teng's end.

Yang Teng was indifferent. "Let's go back and wait for the results of others."

Defeating a cow for two days will not bring any sense of achievement to Yang Teng, but only for promotion.

Yang Teng's strength stimulated some people.

Some of the friars who were determined to attack the top 100 and even thought they were in the top 10 watched Yang Teng's big ratio on the spot, and some heard the news that Yang Teng killed cattle for two days.

Then, these people all made a cruel appointment. In the next big ratio, there were not a few second kills!

Yang Teng didn't pay much attention to this round of big competition. When he learned that all 94 disciples of Feilong sect were promoted to the fifth round, Yang Teng was still very happy.

In this way, it can block the mouths of many people. Let those who say that Feilong sect disciples are only good at group warfare and not good at individual combat have a good look. So far, the number of Feilong sect participating in Dabi has not decreased, but increased by one.

However, different voices came.

Some people firmly believe that it is not a skill to advance to the fifth round. After all, there are more than 300000 monks who advance to the fifth round!

Yang Teng dismisses these news. He still tells his disciples that it is best to be promoted. If not, they must ensure their own safety. There is no need to fight with their opponents to the end.

It's meaningless not to enter the top 100 and fight with your opponent to the end.

Yang Teng even believes that only by hitting the top ten, it is worth fighting with his opponent.

He thought so, but 94 disciples didn't think so.

"Brothers, there are a lot of people who look down on us!" Qi Rui called them together.

"When we come to the big contest, we not only have the idea of opening our eyes, but also show the strength and style of our Feilong sect disciples."

"No matter what step you can take, I hope everyone can do their best to fight!"

"It doesn't mean that we should treat Dabi as a battle of life and death, but we can't relax. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, give me every effort to strive for and win every battle. Can you do it!"

Qi Rui and his three disciples seem to have become leaders among the 94 disciples.

"Fight! Fight is fight. People must not look down on our Feilong sect disciples. Cheer up and let those guys have a good look!"

"Fuck! Whoever dares to stop us from moving forward, destroy him!"

In a few words, the morale of the disciples was ignited and shouted to kill their opponents one by one!

At the beginning of the fifth round of Dabi, 94 disciples of Feilong sect were placed among more than 300000 people, just like a drop of spray in the sea, which could not stir up a wave.

In this round, Yang Teng's order of winning is the first day.

There were still many monks who came to watch Yang Teng Dabi this time. The result was the same. They killed their opponents in a second.

The monks who had been waiting for a long time had an unspeakable grievance.

In order to seize a better viewing position, they came to this venue before the previous duel was over.

After waiting for such a long time, Yang Teng didn't give any face. Why do you give so many two or three moves? You can't kill your opponent one at a time.

We haven't seen what combat skills you use. We only see that you win as soon as you catch your opponent and throw it out of the duel field.

It's too simple and rough!

Not at all ornamental.

Everyone's attention was on Yang Teng, but no one paid attention. The 94 disciples of Feilong sect passed the fifth round of big competition again!

After this round, more than 170000 monks were promoted.

It's really nothing to be proud of being able to enter the next round of Dabi. After all, there are nearly 200000 monks.

But all the staff of feilongzong are promoted, which is very rare.

Not to mention the first three rounds of the regiment war, except for the Feilong sect, all major forces suffered varying degrees of losses. Even the powerful domain failed to ensure that all of them were promoted to the fourth round.

In the fourth round, the competition is about personal strength. Whether you can advance at this time has shown a big problem.

After the fourth and fifth rounds, according to incomplete statistics, without calculating the results of the first three rounds, there are only 28 zongmen who can be promoted in both rounds. Feilong Zong is one of them!

Other forces, more or less, have been eliminated.

At this time, no one noticed the strength shown by the 94 disciples of Feilong sect.

The sixth round of the big match was calm, and Yang Teng was still a second kill opponent, which disappointed many people. He shouted that if long San did this again in the next round, they would not come to support and no longer watch long San's big match.

It's noisy. It's estimated that Yang Teng will still have a sea of people outside the next round of big match.

At the end of the sixth round, five more zongmen broke the unbeaten golden body, and some were eliminated, failing to maintain the record of full victory in the fourth and fifth rounds.

There are 23 zongmen who still win completely, including Feilong Zong.

Ninety four disciples were successfully promoted and became part of the next round of 80000 participants.

Yang Teng was somewhat surprised by such a record.

He doesn't think the 94 disciples are unworthy to enter the 80000 person duel, but he thinks that there is a lot of luck. He hasn't met a strong opponent in the three rounds. This is not luck. The Lord of the world can't take special care of Feilong sect.

At the beginning of the seventh round of the big match, Yang Teng had three seconds in a row, which put a lot of pressure on his opponent.

Looking at the opponent who is not very tall opposite, Yang Teng feels a little funny. The opponent is too nervous.

"Don't be so nervous, I don't eat people." Yang Teng joked.

Perhaps it was Yang Teng's joke that made the friar more or less relaxed, and a smile rarely appeared on his face.

"Lord long, can you put some water and let me stick to the three moves." the opponent looked forward to Yang Teng.

"Why? Give me a reason." Yang Teng is a little strange. What's the difference between one move second kill and three moves? They are all failures and eliminated.

The friar said sheepishly, "it's as high as 100 per cent for anyone who can stick to the three moves under you. If I press, I can stick to the three moves. If it comes true, it's a huge fortune."

Seeing that there was no change in Yang Teng's expression, the friar quickly said, "after the big match, I'll give you half of the bet."

"No, I'll give you 70%. It's always OK."

Gambling is everywhere. Such a major event in the world of ten thousand regions has opened a shocking gambling game. There are many ways to gamble.

One of them is a new gambling game. Guess who can stick to three moves under Yang Teng.

Yang Teng said with a smile, "do you think I lack this divine stone?"

"No shortage!" the friar replied clearly.

As the leader of Feilong sect, Yang Teng has countless wealth. This divine stone has long been out of his eyes.

"Lord long, but you can't say that. Mosquito legs are also meat..."

The friar also wanted to persuade Yang Teng. As a result, he saw that his body couldn't move, and then saw his body rise from the ground.

Yang Teng grabbed the friar, walked slowly to the edge of the duel field and threw him out of the duel field.

"What is this? Is this still a second kill? It seems that long San didn't make any moves. He just grabbed his opponent and threw it out. Is this still a big ratio?"

The monks who saw this scene could not describe the strange Dabi.

Darby shouldn't be the two sides. You come and go, fight very fiercely, and then you can decide the outcome.

They don't fight dragon three at all!

Yang Teng threw out the opponent, then smiled and said to the outside of the duel field: "the guy who set up a gambling game with me, I advise you to give me half of the profit, otherwise don't blame me for my heart and black you!"

The monks around laughed and said that watching the dragon three big ratio was also a little interesting. There was no tense and fierce duel, but there was different fun.

The gamblers, of course, didn't take Yang Teng's words seriously. They thought Yang Teng was just joking.

After this round of big match, Yang Teng told Du Fei to go to that gambling game and bet that the opponent of this round of big match can stick to three moves under his hands!

Yang tengcai doesn't care if the person who opened the gambling game guessed that it was his person. Since the person who opened the gambling game doesn't take his words seriously, he should teach the other party a lesson.

What Yang Teng didn't expect was that the people who set up gambling increased the odds!

Two hundred for one!

Du Fei is not polite. He directly pressed 10 billion God stones!

After getting the receipt, Yang Teng said with a smile: "if you don't make him bankrupt, you will lose your strength. One will pay two hundred!"