Rebirth of the Peerless Martial God

The 684th chapter Yang Teng became a sought-after item

It doesn't matter if Yang Teng finds Mad Devil Luo, he just wants to ask how things are going on in the fight, and then think about it, no matter how powerful the Mad Devil Luo is, it may not be able to do it.

Simply take the little gray and the thin monkey to eat and drink.

The people looked at Yang Teng with strange gazes. There were also pets in Moluo City, but like Yang Teng, it is indeed rare to have pets sit at the table and eat and drink together.

Then, Yang Teng went back to the bedroom to sleep.

The subordinates are even more strange. Didn't the master tell Haosheng to serve this Dongzhou monk, is it possible that he will participate in the next fighting skills? Why didn't you see him practice? After coming to the house, he would eat food besides sleeping.

How long has this Dongzhou monk been eating?

In the next few days, the people discovered that this Dongzhou monk no longer eats except sleeping, but has become idle all day, sitting in the yard in a daze, or drinking tea. This is Yang Teng's daily activities.

I have never seen Yang Teng enter that practice room to practice in retreat.

The subordinates in Mad Demon Luo Mansion are also cultivators, even they will often retreat to practice. This Dongzhou cultivator who wants to participate in fighting skills has never rushed to practice.

Within a few days, the people began to feel that the man brought back by the master was nothing more than that. It is estimated that going to participate in the fighting skills is also a good thing to be eliminated.

Therefore, people no longer pay attention to Yang Teng, just follow Mad Mo Luo's instructions, except for serving him as necessary, and do not treat him as a distinguished guest.

Of course Yang Teng doesn't care what the few people think, what he should do or what he does.

Where do people know the mystery of the Nine Heavens Gods and Ghosts? Don't even think that he has never made time to practice specifically, but he actually does it all the time.

In such a relatively quiet and relaxing environment, no one bothers him and doesn't need to think about anything. It looks like he is drinking tea. In fact, Yang Teng has already entered a state of cultivation, and the effect is no worse than others' practice in retreat.

People think that Yang Teng is unbearable, seeing that he is carrying a knife, but he has never practiced it.

Cultivation of a monk is not just about cultivating the mind, but also the combat skills must be practiced hard. Just like the word of a secular world warrior, do you not leave your hand? Only by practicing hard can you be more proficient in the combat skills you master.

Yang Teng is good, the knife is like a watch, it has never been used.

Of course they would not know how Yang Teng practiced the sword. Since he got the complete Tianhuang Thirteen Swordsmanship, he has already remembered all the moves of Tianhuang Thirteen Swords in his heart. When he walked back and forth in the yard, outsiders I thought he was just walking around casually, but he was not.

Yang Teng's walking is very mysterious, his footsteps are using Heavenly Void Promise Steps, there is no knife in his hand, there is a knife in his heart!

In his heart, he silently merged the Tianhuang Thirteen Swords and the Tianxu Wuji Step to achieve a perfect fusion of body skills and swordsmanship. Although he could not achieve the realm of human and sword integration, he was able to silently deduct every move in his heart , This effect is not worse than swinging a knife.

It can be said that Yang Teng seems to be doing nothing to outsiders. In fact, one day of his cultivation can be worth a few days of others!

A few days later, Mad Mo Luo returned to the mansion and told Yang Teng that the fighting skills had been done, and the arena had already begun to promote the fighting skills, waiting for the fighting skills to begin in a few days.

Madmo Luoyu said earnestly: "Boy, this is not something that concerns you alone. I have done so many things. If you can't even win the first three games, then you are really sorry for my painstaking efforts."

Yang Teng proudly said: "Don't worry about these useless things. My only goal in fighting skills is to capture the fighting skills king. There is no need to worry about me."

"I don't want to worry about you, but you have to fight for your breath. Don't be idle all day. It's rare to have time to practice quietly and focus more on cultivation." Mad Mo Luo said dissatisfied, he returned to the mansion, first down People learned about Yang Teng's situation these days.

When he heard that Yang Teng had nothing to do every day and had never practiced, the madman Luo suddenly became a little angry.

Thinking of hitting Yang Teng.

In order to arrange this fighting skills, Mad Mo Luo also paid a lot of price, always have a huge gain to be worthy of paying.

Yang Teng looked indifferent, and said lightly, "You don't have to worry about it. Since I debuted, I have almost never practiced specifically, except for a few days when I was advanced.

I'm used to it casually. I don't like other people's nagging in my ears. If you don't like me, I can move out. "Yang Teng wouldn't listen to this.

"You! It's just a jerk, I'm taking my kindness into something! I don't bother to care about you, since you want to die in the arena, then just do it with you." Mad Mo Luo angrily said.

Of course he wouldn't drive Yang Teng away, and flung his sleeves and left.

In the next few days, Mad Mo Luo turned a blind eye to Yang Teng.

Of course, the people would report Yang Teng's actions to the madman every day.

Mad Mo Luo regretted it a bit, he had spent a lot of money to prepare Yang Teng to participate in the fight, if this kid was killed in the first game, wouldn't it be a big loss.

No, you must make sure you are foolproof.

Mad Mo Luo felt uneasy, and hurried to reschedule.

No matter what Mad Mo Luo arranged, Yang Teng only managed to do his own thing every day, after all, it was him who worked hard in the arena.

He and Mad Mo Luo did not interfere with each other, and it was a rare opportunity to get a one-month rest, and his cultivation base made rapid progress. He had consolidated the five-fold heaven realm of the Yijin period, and was about to reach the peak of the five-fold heaven.

But during this, Mad Mo Luo took Yang Teng to the arena to determine his identity and cultivation.

One day, the day of fighting skills in the Arena, Yang Teng will meet his first fighting skills tomorrow night.

Mad Mo Luo sent someone to invite Yang Teng.

"I ordered someone to prepare some food and drink. I wish you a victory tomorrow in advance." Mad Mo Luo invited Yang Teng into the banquet.

Yang Teng was also not welcome. He picked up the wine glass and had a drink with Mad Mo Luo, then put down the wine glass and said, "Old lunatic, if I win this time, you will definitely make a lot of money."

Mad Mo Luo looked unhappy, "What am I earning! I have said that you will not be charged for the first three games, and you will have to pay for your food and drink every day. I will lose it!"

He threw a piece of beast meat to Xiao Hui, Yang Teng said disdainfully: "Don't pretend to me. You will do anything that is not good? I only have a few money for food and drink. You will definitely not let it go. Chance. If I win, I guess you can make a fortune in the casino. I really don’t know anything when I’m a kid.”

Mad Moluo was said to be the central thing, hehe smiled and said: "It's not much, who can guarantee that you can win or not dare to place more bets."

The two talked while eating. Finally, Yang Teng told Mad Moluo that despite the bet, he promised to win very beautifully.

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Going back to rest for one night, in the afternoon of the next day, Yang Teng went to the arena with Mad Mo Luo.

According to the regulations, the monks participating in fighting skills enter the arena in advance, are familiar with the rules of fighting skills, and verify their body and cultivation.

Prior to this, he had already verified his identity and cultivation level. In order to ensure fairness, the Arena, for example, to prevent someone from breaking through group restrictions in the last few days, he had to verify his cultivation level before the opening.

While waiting to verify the cultivation level, other monks who participated in the fighting skills tonight are also waiting.

The cultivators in the same group who participated in the fighting skills would naturally pay attention to each other, and several of them were very interested in Yang Teng.

A big guy with a beard smiled presumptuously: "If you can draw this Dongzhou guy as your opponent, your fighting skills tonight will be easier. I promise to cut him to both ends with a single knife."

Among several opponents during the Yijin period, Yang Teng saw Yin Xiang who had won last time.

The rule of fighting skills is that if the winner does not lose combat effectiveness or quits automatically, he will continue to participate in the next fight until he wins ten consecutive games and wins the king of fighting skills.

The one who won the individual fighting skills in the Yijin period last time was a tragic victory, and was cut off with one arm, so he had no choice but to withdraw from this fight.

Yin Xiang and the other winner continue to participate in the fighting skills tonight.

The other three and Yang Teng are newcomers tonight.

There is no doubt that the five cultivators in the Yijin Period group all regard Yang Teng as their best adversary.

In their eyes, Yang Teng was almost equal to one hundred thousand bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill.

For Yin Xiang and the other winner, Yang Teng is more valuable. After all, Yin Xiang and won two games. This is the third game he participated in. If he meets Yang Teng, it is almost equivalent to sending him to the next fourth game. Yang Teng's value to him is equal to 400,000 bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill.

Feeling the fiery eyes of a few people, Yang Teng sneered: "There is no definite number of who wins and who wins in the arena. It is not that the higher the cultivation base will win. If I draw you, the battle tonight will be easy. Fortunately, I still prepared for a month, which is a waste."

"Boy, crazy enough, you'd better pray that you don't become my opponent, otherwise you just wait to be carried out." Two cold rays of cold light appeared in the eyes of the big guy.

"That's not necessarily true. The opponent will be decided by drawing lots. Maybe I will face this Dongzhou kid." Another monk, Yang Teng, was the first choice for promotion.

Only Yin Xiang doesn't seem to matter, it doesn't matter who becomes his opponent.

As he said, the draw began.

The six monks were divided into three rounds, and two monks of the same number were drawn to fight against each other.

Yin Xiang, the winner of the last battle, and another monk, can draw lots first.

The two of them won the second and third picks respectively, indicating that they will not be duel.

As the only Dongzhou monk, the Arena also treated Yang Teng preferentially, letting him draw the third draw.

As a result, Yang Teng won the first pick.

Did not meet Yin Xiang and another last time winner.

As soon as this result came out, the other three people looked at Yang Teng with blazing eyes. One of the three of them would definitely meet Yang Teng, depending on who was so lucky.

The drawing of numbers not only represents the choice of opponents, but also the order of appearance. Yang Teng is the number one and will wait for another number one to appear, and the two will play in the first round of individual fighting skills in the Yijin stage group.

"Bless the heavens and gods, let me win this Dongzhou kid!" The big bearded man said something in his mouth.

I don't know whether his prayers had a huge effect, or his luck was better, so he drew another No. 1 pick.

"Awesome! I have advanced to the next fighting skills!" The big-bearded man was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, yelling in excitement.