Rebirth of the Peerless Martial God

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Ren Fu was already prepared. He had also heard of Yang Teng's name, the sharp knife kid, and knew that Yang Teng had killed his opponent with a single blow, and he was wary of Yang Teng's sharp knife.

"Quick knife kid? Something that is irrelevant, in front of absolute strength, no matter how fast it is, there is no foundation for duckweed!" Ren Fu said disdainfully.

Master tricks, how can there be so much time for you to talk nonsense.

Ren Fu still underestimated the enemy. He had the cultivation base of the Nine Heavens in the Yijin Period, which was four times higher than Yang Teng. He felt that with such a huge cultivation difference, defeating Yang Teng was just a matter of effort.

The nonsense hasn't landed yet, and Yang Teng's long knife has already arrived in front of him.

"Yeah! So fast!" Ren Fu still didn't get rid of this problem, and he didn't forget to yell at the same time as he shot his sword.

The sword in his hand stood upright, trying to block Yang Teng's long sword, then fell down and attacked Yang Teng.

Ren Fu is absolutely confident that he will be able to knock Yang Teng's long sword into the air this time, and the next sword will surely kill Yang Teng!

"Crotch!" With a crisp sound, Ren Fu felt the sword in his hand lighter.

what happened! Ren Fu quickly looked at the sword in his hand.

The part where the sword and the long knife collided was cut off, and there was still a small half of the sword in his hand, which was not much longer than a dagger.

Ren Fu wanted to scold Yang Teng very much. He actually used magic weapons to fight his skills. What's the difference between this and cheating.

But he found himself unable to open his mouth, unable to speak.

Then he found that the whole world had turned black, and then Ren Fu lost consciousness.

"Puff!" Ren Fu's head grunted and fell to the ground with a burst of hot blood.

Yang Teng retracted the knife, his arm shook, and the blood on the blade shook off.

The arm holding the knife was raised high and drew a semicircle in midair.

"Quick knife kid! Quick knife kid!"

The audience burst into cheers, the momentum was amazing, and the sound of gathering together even lifted the dome of the arena.

More than 50,000 people once again witnessed Yang Teng beheading his opponent with a single blow.

Ren Fu, who has been ranting about it all the time, didn't even have a chance to fight back. I guess he didn't know how he died when he died.

Putting away the long knife, Yang Teng turned and left the arena.

"Good boy! As expected of a quick knife boy, I look forward to a fight with you!" Yin Xiang's eyes burst out with two gleams, and he has treated Yang Teng as a real opponent.

Some people might think that Yang Teng took advantage of the sharpness of the long knife to kill Ren Fu with a single blow.

Yin Xiang didn’t think so. He could see a lot from Yang Teng’s sword. This is by no means a long-knife sharp. Ren Fu is not a weak opponent. Yang Teng cut off Ren Fu’s sword and let him avoid it. There is no consciousness, you can see how fast Yang Teng made this cut!

Yang Teng replied, "Let's wait until you save your life. Don't fall in this game. My opponent can't be so weak."

In a word, Yin Xiang was full of fighting spirit, "You are not the only one who can kill the opponent with one blow, I can still do it!"

Yang Teng stopped quarreling with Yin Xiang and focused on the arena.

Next came the fighting skills of the cultivators of the Crusading Stage. The two cultivators were inextricably fought, and in the end, they were both injured within a quarter of an hour, but failed to tell the winner and were judged to be out at the same time.

The two monks smiled helplessly, and helped each other out from the arena.

Back to the waiting area, the brothers and sisters in difficulty discussed, since they had not become enemies of life and death, they simply went out to drink together.

This kind of situation happens from time to time in the arena, and some people become life and death brothers who do not know each other. This is the so-called inexplicable love between men.

Yang Teng looked at Dou Ji quietly, he didn't yell like others, he stood up only when Yin Xiang appeared on the stage.

Yin Xiang stood in the arena, like a tiger full of power. After hearing the announcement of the start, the long sword suddenly fell.

"Destroy the world!"

With a loud shout, Yin Xiang launched a fierce attack.

The opponent did not show weakness, dancing two swords to meet Yin Xiang.

Before the two were fighting together, Yang Teng knew that Yin Xiang's opponent had lost.

Using two swords at the same time, it is difficult to use both swords to the best, and it often appears that both swords are not strong enough.

But it's not absolute. A true master of swordsmanship can use both swords to the extreme and achieve true offense and defense.

Yin Xiang's opponent obviously couldn't do this.

Therefore, facing Yin Xiang is his tragedy, and it will immediately become a stepping stone for Yin Xiang to advance.

Sure enough, Yin Xiang's long sword was extremely dexterous, passing through the opponent's two swords and heavy swords, and cut off the opponent's head with a single blade.

"Huh!" Yin Xiang shook off the blood drops on the long knife, and looked towards Yang Teng.

The provocative taste is full.

The audience cheered in unison, it was so exciting!

After the quick knife boy, Yin Xiang also learned to slash his opponent's head with one knife.

This is fighting skills! This is the battle for the passionate man.

As for the monks who died on the ground, no one cared about them. They died when they died. There is no reason for fighting skills to be undead.

Yin Xiang walked off the arena, came to Yang Teng, pulled a chair and sat down, "Boy, it's not just your knife!"

"It's okay, I can barely make it. If a swordsman like me advises you for a few years, you will become a generation of swordsmanship masters in the future." Yang Teng said indifferently, with a tone of voice that taught the younger generations.

Yin Xiang almost vomited blood, why is this Dongzhou kid so thick-skinned!

Because Yang Teng and Yin Xiang's two battle skills greatly accelerated the time, tonight's battle skills were all over within four hours.

Before leaving, Yang Teng left a sentence, "The next game is not stable enough, although the pace is fast but a little vain, go back and practice, otherwise you will die quickly if you meet me!"

Yin Xiang's face was pale, Yang Teng's words went straight to the point. Although Yin Xiang's sword technique was exquisite and fast enough, the biggest problem had been that the next game was not robust enough. If the opponent targeted him, this would be his biggest problem.

Want to fight back against Yang Teng, but Yin Xiang can't say how to fight back? Although they were ugly, they were right, and they couldn't see what flaw Yang Teng had.

Do you want to quarrel like that Ren Fu?

Leaving the arena, the madman Luo patted Yang Teng's shoulder cheerfully, "Good boy! I'm so excited, just do it!"

Yang Teng rolled his eyes, "Do you think there is a chance to kill the opponent with one blow in the next game? You think too much. I won two games in a row. No matter who I fight with, people will definitely pay attention to me. It's a dream to kill the opponent so cleanly."

Yang Teng still has this self-knowledge, once the opponent values ​​him, the huge gap in cultivation will be reflected.

His advantage is the flexibility of his body and the mystery of swordsmanship, and his fighting power is super powerful.

But there are also disadvantages, the gap in cultivation base, this is the biggest problem.

If the opponent can restrain his frivolity and adopt a steady and steady strategy against him, it will be difficult for Yang Teng to defeat his opponent. It does not mean that there is no chance, but a lot of effort and a long time to deal with.

"Don't say so much, I will try my best to arrange a weaker opponent for you. It's up to you to play on the court." Lohaha, the madman smiled.

"Quick knife boy, the fight tonight is very exciting, and I will continue to do so next time. Next time, I will bet you win anyway!" An audience shouted hello to Yang Teng.

"Fuck! This is a man's fight, it's so enjoyable! Next time I win half of you." Another monk shouted loudly.

Yang Teng waved at the crowd that these people supported him with the greatest enthusiasm in the arena underwear, and it was necessary to build a good relationship with the audience.

Although victory is not necessarily related to the support of the audience.

But the audience can boost morale.

Standing in the arena, tens of thousands of spectators shouted at the Quick Knife Boy. Although Yang Teng was a little dissatisfied with this name, the momentum in his heart was immediately mobilized.

The combat effectiveness will be improved.

"Unexpectedly, your kid only came to Moluo City for a few days. After only two battles, so many monks will support you." Mad Moluo said enviously, "I have been in Moluo City for so many years, these guys Call me Lord Mo Luo face to face, but behind my back they all speak ill of me."

"You should look for the reasons in yourself, thinking about cheating others all day long. No matter how powerful you are, you can only gain the surface respect. No one regards you as a big person in your heart or behind." Yang Teng sneered.

"What do you know at a young age! You dare to betray an old man! If a person loses power, do you know how terrible it is! My madman, from a humiliated little monk, struggled to live today, and now has the current Status, do you know how difficult it is! I cheated others? Do you know how many people I've been cheated on over the years!"

Mad Mo Luo suddenly went crazy, making Yang Teng a little surprised, what happened to this old guy?

Crazy Mo Luo looked excited. After yelling for a few words, he also felt that he was venting in front of Yang Teng. It seemed unnecessary, and his expression went dark, "I told you what is the use of these, anyway, you can't realize that you have been hesitant." Helpless little monk, how hard it is to live until now."

Yang Teng sighed, "Old madman, I understand you very well. Actually, it was not easy for me these years. My heart was broken at first, and my life was drunk every day. I finally got the chance to turn over.

Over the years, I have been toiling around every day, what am I for!

Sometimes it feels boring to think about it. It takes a lifetime to work so non-stop, isn't it good to live a life freely?

But I still like this kind of life. This is life. If I become an old lunatic like you, I can't stand it. "

Mad Mo Luo raised his hand and slapped Yang Teng, "Do you know how to speak human words! Are you comforting me or hurting me?"

"What's the use for me to comfort you, you are already dying, no high-level medicine can heal your completely degraded and dirty mind, I am fighting poison with poison." Yang Teng finished speaking, and immediately strayed away from Mad Mo Luo far away.

Mad Mo Luo laughed loudly: "Asshole thing, that is, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu did not kill you, fortune telling you!"

"According to you, I have to thank you for not killing."

"Count you acquaintance!"

The two talked and laughed and made noises all the way, and returned to Mad Mo Luo's house.