Chapter 1344: Do you think you are the emperor

The first thousand and forty-four chapters do you think you are the emperor

At the last moment, several monks who were not selected were still envious of the selected monk.

Hearing that scream, several people even called for luck. Judging from the time, it was just one move. The lucky guy killed Yang Teng.

lucky! So lucky.

Before the start of the competitive battle, Yang Teng's fame was so great that no one knew it.

As a result, those superpowers in the other two states who are expected to have the strength to enter the top ten are not as famous as Yang Teng.

There were two reasons. There were too few capable monks in Bank of China Moon State, and Yang Teng's cultivation base was too low.

Therefore, as long as you can kill Yang Teng, you will get far more benefits than defeating any opponent.

Killing Yang Teng with one move will have a greater impact, not only the fame, but also the treasures of Yang Teng.

Just as the old sloppy said with a smile, Yang Teng is like a moving humanoid treasure house. In the eyes of other people, Yang Teng's whole body is shining, attracting the attention of countless people.

Several people looked back with envy and jealousy.

The next moment, a scene that shocked them was presented in the challenge zone.

I saw the monk who they identified as the lucky one fell in a pool of blood.

And Yang Teng, holding a bright long knife in his hand, walked out of the challenge zone unhurriedly.

what happened? Why is this happening! Several people are stupid, they just walked a few steps, and only one shot, Yang Teng once again defeated his opponent?

These people regretted it too much. They were too slow to see the battle. With such a wonderful battle, it would be a lifetime regret to miss one.

It doesn't matter if they haven't seen the battle scene, everyone on the sidelines can see it clearly.

According to regulations, there can be no third person in the challenge zone, otherwise it is not allowed to shoot.

As these monks walked outside the challenge zone, Yang Teng was already ready to take action.

At the moment when the last monk stepped out of the challenge zone, Yang Teng suddenly shot.

Regardless of what others think of him, whether he says he is shamelessly attacking, or he doesn't give his opponents time to prepare, what he wants is the result, and Yang Teng is not interested in spending time with such an opponent who is not too strong.

The opponent obviously had the same thoughts, and the moment the others left the challenge area, they attacked Yang Teng without even saying hello.

Yang Teng's speed advantage was once again fully displayed, completely unafraid of the opponent's attack, and rushed up against the attack.

The opponent obviously did not expect that Yang Teng would dare to ignore the attack, and in a panic, he changed his attack to a defensive state.

It was the temporary panic that caused this monk to fall into defeat.

Yang Teng had a lot of combat experience, seizing the flaws revealed by his opponent in panic, and ending his opponent's life with a single blow.

The battle process is as simple as that. The first round of the three battles that Yang Teng participated in, the time was all added up, and it was faster than the others.

Many people still think in their minds that Yang Teng has just started to fight, but they have already left the challenge area with the Tianhuangdao and successfully advanced to the second round.

Returning to the team with a smile, Yang Teng received a warm welcome, and Guan Zuo stepped up to greet Yang Teng.

"Thank you! It's a quick fight, and every battle shows super strength. It's really happy! Congratulations on your successful promotion to the second round, take a break, adjust your state, and prepare for the second round."

Guan Zuo was a little bit incoherent with excitement. In fact, the first round of the competition had just begun, and the second round would have to wait for many days, unless every battle was as straightforward as Yang Teng, and the opponent would be solved with one shot.

Yang Teng retreated to the side with a smile, adjusted his breath, and then watched the battle in the challenge zone.

His indifferent attitude is even more admired by others.

To be able to achieve such a dazzling result in the first round, the tail would rise to the sky if it was someone else, but Yang Teng didn't care about it. This state of mind was amazing.

It seemed that it was stimulated by Yang Teng's quick fight, and the next battle was fierce.

Every monk who enters the challenge zone wants to solve the battle quickly and prove his strength to everyone.

In this way, the battle scene becomes more exciting.

A few days later, the old sloppy entered the challenge zone to participate in the duel.

Without too many surprises, the old sloppy succeeded in winning three consecutive games and qualifying for the second round.

This result is not surprising at all. If the old sloppy fails to pass the first round of challenges, it would be a big accident.

Guan Zuo was looking forward to it. Judging from the battle progress of Yang Teng and the old sloppy, the two won easily. According to past experience, the two can definitely pass the second round easily and enter the group duel starting in the third round.

The first two rounds of the duel are very cruel. Every time a monk advances, at least three opponents must be eliminated.

Sometimes even more.

For example, if someone wins one or two games, they will eliminate one or two opponents.

In the next battle, this person failed to advance smoothly and was eliminated by others, which resulted in more people being eliminated before the final winner.

Therefore, judging from the rules, the total number of monks participating in the competitive battle is 10,000, and in the end there should be two thousand five hundred to advance to the second round.

In fact, there are not even two thousand or three hundred people.

The number of people who will be promoted is between 2,000 and 2,300 at most.

After the second round, it would be nice to have 500 people left.

Welcoming the old sloppy back, the two talked for a while, summarized the situation during the battle, and exchanged experiences with each other.

At the same time, the two of them came to the conclusion that the cultivators of Silver Moon Continent had high cultivation bases and low combat effectiveness. The more relaxed cultivation environment made it easier for the cultivators to improve their cultivation bases, resulting in generally lower combat effectiveness.

More than half of the first round of battles took place, and many monks successfully advanced to the second round.

Yang Teng noticed that there was a serious problem. Many people paid a great price in pursuit of the third victory after two victories.

After all, it is impossible for everyone to advance as easily as he did, especially after two fierce battles, the body's aura was consumed severely, and there was some lack of physical strength, which led to the third competition, unable to play the strongest strength, and winning was a miserable victory.

Some people were injured as a result. Fortunately, for minor injuries, after a few days of recuperation, the injuries can be repaired.

More serious injuries will not work. There will be many monks who are too severely injured to participate in the second round of competition.

Yang Teng smiled, the chance to make a fortune came!

The first round of competition was not fierce enough to attract Yang Teng's interest.

Might as well take advantage of this great opportunity to make a fortune.

Thinking of this, Yang Teng took out a jade bottle and walked to the side.

On the side of the Bank of China Moon State, there were also monks who ended the first round with a tragic victory. They suffered severe physical injuries and basically had no hope of continuing to participate in the second round of competition.

If you forcibly participate in the second round of competition, you will be killed.

The cultivators who can advance to the second round are very strong, and they may not be able to advance to the third round if they go all out. They have heavy injuries, so they don't have to think about it, so let's give up.

Fan Yang stood there with a pained look. He successfully defeated three opponents and passed the first round of competition.

However, because of the lack of physical strength in the third contest, although he defeated his opponent by gritting his teeth, he was also cut off by his forearm with a sword.

With such severe trauma, Fan Yang knew that his competitive battle was over.

The loss of a small arm hit Fan Yang too much, and he has no confidence to continue participating in the second round of competition.

More than that, without this small arm, his strength is greatly reduced, and his future life will be seriously affected.

"Oh!" Fan Yang sighed silently in his heart. Knowing that this would happen in the third game, he would definitely have reservations and not be so impulsive.

Take the initiative to surrender, do not go to the third competition, at most be laughed at, but you can save your body.

It's too late to say anything now, and his life has been dark from then on.

The fierce battle in the challenge area has no longer aroused Fan Yang's interest. He stared at it with dull eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Fan Yang felt that his eyes were dark and his vision was blocked.

Fan Yang, who was in a bad mood, was a little annoyed, and said, "Go away! Don't stop me from watching the duel!"

A monk stood in front of him with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "This fellow, I understand your mood very well. It's me and losing a forearm. You can imagine the mood at this moment."

Hearing these words, Fan Yang was furious, "Asshole thing! Are you laughing at my inferior strength? Did you lose an arm!"

Swearing is not short, the other party's words make people irritating, Fan Yang can't bear no matter how good the temper is, let alone his mood at the moment is extremely bad.

"Why say that, you fought for the Moon State of Bank of China, and won with your blood and strength, how could I laugh at you." It was Yang Teng who spoke, and the target he chose was Fan Yang.

Fan Yang's roar attracted the attention of the surrounding monks.

"Yang Teng, don't go too far! I have seen you win easily, and know that you are super strong. But you don't have to mock us who are deviated in strength like this." A cultivator cried out strangely.

Yang Teng turned his head and glanced at it. This monk was also miserable. After winning three games in a row, he lost a foot and was cut off at the ankle.

A normal person loses a foot. Before he adapts, he is very inconvenient to move. He can't keep walking stably. He also talks about continuing to participate in the second round of competition. His situation is even worse than Fan Yang.

Although the others didn't speak, the expressions in their eyes showed their dissatisfaction with Yang Teng.

People are already like this, there is no need to make things worse, laugh at them again.

Yang Teng was not irritated and smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't come here to watch this colleague's joke, but to help this colleague repair his damaged arm."

The words fell to the ground, and the surrounding monks were shocked.

Yang Teng what else? Help Fan Yang repair his arm?

Did you hear me wrong?

What a joke!

Helping others to repair damaged limbs, what kind of cultivation is needed!

Repairing one's own damaged limbs cannot succeed without decades or even hundreds of years of suffering.

Unless it is a saint level cultivation base.

Helping others to repair their limbs, you think you are the emperor!