Chapter 692: Superb acting

Yang Teng slowly pulled out the long knife, his body suddenly softened, and quickly squeezed the long knife to the ground, so that he did not fall to the ground.
After recovering for a while, with some strength on his body, he slowly walked out of the arena.
"Quick knife kid mighty!"
"Quick knife boy, although you didn't kill Jiang Liang with a single blow this time, you still won. We support you!" countless gamblers roared wildly.
Yang Teng wins, but they have to get a seven-fold high return.
There are also many people who regret not falling, why didn't they all bet on Yang Teng at that time!
Even those monks who didn't place a bet on Yang Teng were all crying at this time.
The monks they were optimistic about either lost unconvincingly, or the odds were too low. In short, it was impossible for them to earn high returns like Yang Teng.
The reason why everyone doesn't bet on Yang Teng is because they can remain calm.
If the odds are not temporarily changed in the gambling game and the original one-to-four is adjusted to one-to-seven, there will definitely be many people betting on Yang Teng.
Suddenly raising the odds in the gambling game, fools can see that Yang Teng has lost hope of winning.
So those gamblers who bet on Yang Teng were called fools and lunatics by those who could keep calm.
Who can imagine that these fools and lunatics they laughed at made a fortune in Yang Teng!
The odds of one to seven, such a good opportunity will not appear once in decades, just missed it.
But now it's useless to regret. Some people's minds are beginning to liven up. Yang Teng has won three games in a row and will definitely participate in the fourth game.
Don't worry, if you didn't make any money today, you will definitely make it next time!
Thinking of this, everyone feels a little better, after all, it's a gambling, and there is always a time to go wrong.
Mad Moluo didn't sit at the front today. It was a rare rule for him to sit according to the number of the seat he bought, so he was far from the front.
I always felt that Yang Teng could not defeat Jiang Liang, and Mad Moluo didn't care about Yang Teng too much. Therefore, when watching Yang Teng and Jiang Liang fighting skills, Mad Moluo did not use his cultivation skills to watch. When he looked at it at random, he found that Yang Teng was staggering. Without the strength to fight back, Mad Mo Luo was more relieved.
In the end, Mad Mo Luo didn't see exactly how Yang Teng stabbed Jiang Liang's chest with a sword.
Hearing the discussions of the surrounding monks, Mad Mo Luo felt a little weird.
Yang Teng's luck is too good, this can kill Jiang Liang!
Mad Moluo always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell. He felt that Yang Teng seemed too easy to win. He kept retreating in front of him, and finally achieved a shocking reversal. This is unrealistic.
No matter how unexpected it is, Jiang Liang's cultivation base is four times higher than Yang Teng's. Isn't it possible that Jiang Liang didn't have any precautions at the last moment.
"Junior! Let you be happy for a few days! Next time you will die!" Mad Mo Luo gritted his teeth with anger. In the end, he ignored four fighting skills and flung his sleeves and left the arena.
Yang Teng walked back to the staging area vainly, without saying anything, sitting on a chair and panting heavily, his face slightly pale.
Yin Xiang sneered unceremoniously: "It seems that your luck is really good. This can kill Jiang Liang."
Yang Teng did not quarrel with Yin Xiang, silently adjusted his breath.
I sighed in my heart: "It's not easy. It's already very hard to figure out Yin Xiang in the battlefield. It's exhausting to go back to the staging area and pretend to fall down soon."
"With this capability, I still want to defeat me. Stop dreaming. I'm not Jiang Liang, and I will never give you any chance! Don't want to use a little trick to deceive me, Yang Teng, your little trick deceived others, I Don't rub the sand in your eyes!" Yin Xiang lowered his voice and said in Yang Teng's ear with a volume that only two of them could hear.
With a dazed look on Yang Teng's face, he raised his head and glanced at Yin Xiang, "What are you talking about? I managed to win. You are still cynic, you have no breath."
Yin Xiang stared at Yang Teng, wanting to see a different taste in Yang Teng's face and eyes.
Let him down, Yang Teng's face is only tired and the rest of his life.
Did you think wrong?
Yang Teng did not have a way to kill Jiang Liang, but his luck was against the sky. Jiang Liang's luck was too bad?
In any case, we must pay attention to this Yang Teng.
From the match between him and Jiang Liang, Yin Xiang saw a lot of things. Jiang Liang stabbed an unknown number of swords and couldn't injure Yang Teng's hair. Is that also luck.
Ignoring Yin Xiang's guess, when the fighting skills were over, Yang Teng put away his winning reward, and then left the arena with Xiao Hui and the thin monkey.
Win the third game and get 400,000 bottles of Gathering Pill as a reward.
Yang Teng didn't care much about this, and in order to conceal people's eyes, he still cherished the exchange voucher for the gathering spirit.
Outside the arena, many monks are discussing the fighting skills tonight.
There is no doubt that the focal figure is naturally Yang Teng.
"Let’s just say, Yang Teng will definitely win! I, Wang San, believes in the quick knife boy, and the quick knife boy did not live up to my high hopes. I earned 3.5 million bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill at a time, and my Wang San won’t have to rush around in my life. The monk who shouted out was the first gambler to react when he saw Yang Teng's odds increase.
He used the principal of 500,000 bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill to win back seven times the benefits.
To be arrogant, in today's battle, he Wang San will become a legend among the gamblers in Moluo City.
In the future, as long as there are high odds in the gambling game, some people will think of him as King San, thinking that he had made bold bets today.
It is not only Wang Sanyi who is happy, but also many gamblers who bet on Yang Teng's victory. Yang Teng has brought them seven times high returns.
When they had the most heated discussion, Yang Teng came out of the arena.
"Quick knife kid!"
"Kissing knife, are you okay? We are all satisfied with your performance today. But your body seems to be overdrawn in the eyes, it doesn't matter."
Everyone greeted Yang Teng cheerfully.
Yang Teng's expression has improved a lot, and he clasped his fists at everyone, "Everyone, thank you for your concern, I'm fine, I will go back and rest for a few days, and I will participate in the next fight."
"It's okay. You are our God of Wealth now. With you, you are equivalent to making a lot of Spirit Gathering Pill. Where can I find such a good thing?" said a relatively straightforward monk.
"Mad Lei, how are you talking about it! The quick knife kid earns us a lot of Gathering Pills, we must know how to be grateful, understand!" A monk reprimanded the monk named Lei mad.
But in a blink of an eye, he grinned and said, "Knife kid, you can win next time, right."
Yang Teng nodded slightly, "Of course, if I fail in the arena, this is a major event related to my own life, how can I not go all out."
The cultivator's face increased with a smile, "Great! As long as you win, we can earn a lot of Spirit Gathering Pill, you must continue to win."
Yang Teng was speechless at once, well, this is using himself as a tool for them to make money.
But having said that, without the excitement of gambling, just relying on fighting skills in the arena would definitely not attract so many people to go crazy.
The reason is understood as soon as you think about it, only if you participate in person, the enthusiasm of the monks will be ignited.
It is impossible for every monk to have the opportunity to participate in fighting skills, and gambling becomes their best choice.
They can place bets on the monks they like based on their knowledge of these monks.
Although the gambling game is not as as fighting skills, it is also very exciting.
Some gamblers who gambled with red eyes even became ruined.
Some people made a fortune because of gambling and changed their lives ever since.
The monks who made a fortune were only a few, and most of them transferred the Spirit Gathering Pills they had worked so hard to transfer to the gambling game.
Even if you make some money, it won't take long to squander it.
Few people choose to live in peace, otherwise they cannot become a gambler.
Yang Teng did not want to participate in the gambling game, he had no shortage of spirit gathering pills, and the reason for participating in fighting skills was not for gathering spirit pills.
Thousands of years of experience told him a truth, it is best not to bet on the matter of participating in a gambling game, once you get stuck, you will get deeper and deeper.
After greeting everyone, Yang Teng returned to the Yingbin restaurant with Xiao Hui and the thin monkey.
The restaurant had long been informed that Yang Teng had won again, and the man stood at the door early to greet him.
Seeing Yang Teng coming back, the guy greeted him from a long distance, "Congratulations, Shao Yang for winning three games in a row!"
"Thank you, thank you!" Yang Teng gestured with his hand.
He took out a small denomination of the Spirit Gathering Pill exchange voucher and threw it to the buddy.
The dude hurriedly pushed back. This Yang Shaoke was really generous, and he shot tens of thousands of Spirit Gathering Pills. His hand shivered in fright, and the exchange voucher almost fell to the ground.
"Young Master Yang, this can't be done, it's too much." The guy was frightened.
Yang Teng glared, "You fellow, let me see you out! You are busy these days, and you are very considerate to serve me. Be careful, just take it."
The shopkeeper hurriedly thanked the guy, "Thank you, Shao Yang, it's right to serve you. Let's open a restaurant to do business. Shao Yang must not do this in the future, otherwise we really don't know how to serve Shao Yang."
The reason could not be simpler. The shopkeeper was so shrewd. Yang Teng initially lived in Mad Mo Luo Mansion and suddenly ran to the Yingbin Restaurant to stay. Although Mad Mo Luo didn't say anything, it didn't mean that there was no problem.
If the shopkeeper can't even understand this little thing, then he won't be in charge of the Welcome Restaurant.
It's not that you can't accept rewards from customers, but this amount is too big, making the shopkeeper feel a little bit unsure.
In case this Yang Shaozhen had something nasty with Mad Mo Luo, Yingbin Restaurant would not be easy to participate.
Don't cause unnecessary trouble to the Yingbin Restaurant because of this exchange voucher.
Therefore, the shopkeeper reminded Yang Teng at the right time, only this time, don't do this next time, otherwise it might hurt the man.
Yang Teng immediately reacted and smiled and said: "Don't worry, the shopkeeper, I don't mean anything else, don't think too much."