Chapter 1320: Popular goods

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Not far away, Ning Zhongtian and his people were also staring at Yang Teng.
After betting with Guan Zuo, Ning Zhongtian immediately returned to the middle of his team.
This time Ning Zhongtian came to the Bank of China Yuezhou to participate in the competitive battle. Ning Zhongtian was well prepared. He got the news very early that the lord of the state was dissatisfied with the results of the previous competitive battles. This time he will be selected within the Bank of China Yuezhou. , Is no longer the old rules.
Therefore, Ning Zhongtian brought more people and hoped to get more places in the selection.
"You guys are keeping an eye on me. Once the guy in the Juyuan Period on the opposite side enters the challenge zone, he immediately goes in and kills him! Remember, I don't want anything to do, kill him!" Ning Zhongtian pointed to the opposite. Yang Teng said to the monks who came.
"Sir, please don't worry, isn't it just a young monk in the Juyuan Period? Just leave it to us." The monks said disapprovingly.
If they were also the emperors of the Void Refining Period, they might still pay attention to it.
A little monk in the Ju Yuan period, Quan should be a warm-up before the official duel, three or five moves will definitely end the battle.
Ning Zhongtian didn't take Yang Teng seriously either, but ordered his subordinates to keep an eye on Yang Teng so as not to be preempted by others.
His people defeated and killed Yang Teng with their own hands, so that the old Guan Zuo would have nothing to say.
The challenge on the big square has already begun. In the four areas, the monks have launched a desperate fight, fighting for the two thousand places after they have been seized.
Yang Teng was not in a hurry to enter the challenge zone. He wanted to look at the abilities of the cultivators from all over the Bank of China Moon State, compare it with the cultivators of Mochizuki Liufeng, and then know what to do.
In the first battle, there was nothing that made him shine.
Those capable monks are watching, and the monks who appear first have a slightly lower cultivation base and combat effectiveness.
Soon, the challenge zone began to divide the victory and defeat, and the winner continued to challenge. As long as he won three consecutive victories, he could advance to the next round of challenge.
The losers left the challenge zone with their heads down, and some were severely injured as a result, leaving incurable wounds on their bodies.
The old sloppy ridiculed: "Yang Teng, do you want to sell your wound healing pills? This is a good time."
Yang Teng unceremoniously threw his sloppy eyes, "How can the magical healing pills be sold here? When the competitive battle begins, the strong monks from all over the Silver Moon Continent will make a lot of money. It’s too early now."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Lord City Lord Guan Zuo asked in surprise: "Yang Teng, are you still going to sell pills? Isn't this enhancing the opponent's strength?"
Yang Teng said indifferently: "The strength is too weak to lift the spirit, the opponent is stronger, it is interesting to play."
The Lord of the City is speechless, and Yang Teng is not the guard of the City Lord’s Mansion. Even if he is in charge of Mochizuki Liufeng, he cannot speak to Yang Teng in a commanding tone. What Yang Teng wants to do, as long as it does not affect the battle, he has no right. put one's oar in.
The duel in the challenge zone is very fast, and there is rarely a long tug of war.
This is also related to the difference in cultivation level of the monks who first entered the challenge zone.
The trials just started, and the gap between the cultivators' combat effectiveness and cultivation level is still very obvious. The weak wanting to reverse and defeat the strong is still very difficult. Basically, the strong wins.
After watching a few games, Yang Teng found that Ning Zhongtian’s people had never entered the challenge zone.
Thinking about it, Yang Teng smiled and said to the old sloppy: "Those guys over there should have been ordered by Ning Zhongtian and they are all waiting for me."
The old sloppy shook his head helplessly and said: "Your kid is a natural troublemaker. No matter where he goes, he knows to cause trouble. You can't stop a little bit and annoy that Ning Zhongtian. What good is it for you."
Although the old sloppy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is definitely a good person compared to Yang Teng.
"The splendor of life lies in not being afraid of power. No matter who it is, I will suffer the consequences if I provoke it!" Yang Teng laughed, "You can't let those guys wait long, lest they think I'm afraid!"
With that, walked to the challenge zone.
The old sloppy didn't worry about Yang Teng at all. With the people Ning Zhongtian had brought, it was a dream to defeat Yang Teng.
The Lord of the City Lord Guan Zuo's nervous gaze has been staring at Yang Teng. The outcome of the gambling game is directly related to his reputation. It depends on Yang Teng's performance!
As soon as Yang Teng took action, the people on Ning Zhongtian's side found out, "My Lord City Lord, that kid has moved. It looks like he is about to enter the challenge zone."
Just now, these people talked about Yang Teng, saying that he didn't dare to enter the challenge zone, Lord City Lord just waited for Mochizuki Liufeng's city director Zudiren to appear.
When the voice fell, Yang Teng was about to enter the challenge zone. Isn't this hitting them in the face?
Ning Zhongtian was overjoyed, "Hurry up, go in and kill me that bastard!"
The subordinates got the order and rushed out five or six at the same time, rushing to the challenge area.
This is a good opportunity to show his face in front of Lord City Lord. It makes Lord City Lord happy more than entering the final list. Who doesn't want to perform well.
They move quickly, and some people move faster than them.
As soon as Yang Teng entered the challenge zone, five or six monks rushed into the challenge zone.
They all saw clearly that this little cultivator only had a cultivation base during the Ju Yuan period, and this cultivation base was simply for others to use when entering the challenge zone.
No matter who is facing Yang Teng, the task of winning three games in a row has already been completed.
Seeing other monks aiming at Yang Teng, Ning Zhongtian was furious and shouted at the men around him: "You trash, what are you waiting for? Do you want to watch someone kill that bastard! "
After Yang Teng died under someone else's hands, it was better to die under his own hands to make Ning Zhongtian feel more comfortable.
The subordinates did not dare to delay, and one after another jumped into the challenge zone.
Yang Teng's timing to enter the challenge zone was very accurate. It happened that a monk won three consecutive victories and successfully advanced to the next round, and this field was vacant.
He came to the venue unhurriedly and glanced at Ning Zhongtian.
The provocative taste in his eyes made Ning Zhongtian angry.
If it wasn't for the cultivation base to exceed the limit, Ning Zhongtian would definitely rush into the challenge zone and kill this bastard.
Before Yang Teng looked back, he heard someone shout loudly behind him: "That little monk, turn around, I will send you out of the challenge zone!"
Yang Teng turned around and saw a thief-eyed guy pointing at him with a sword in his hand.
It can be seen that this thief-eyed guy is very proud, and believes that he will definitely win.
As soon as the monk's voice fell, he heard someone shouting next to him: "The Rat! What kind of ability to bully a monk during the Convergence Period, I will meet you!"
It was Ning Zhongtian's subordinates who uttered an explosive shout.
A few of them were a step slower in action, but they dared not let others take the lead.
Regardless of whether the thief-eyed guy was facing the battle, Ning Zhongtian's subordinate shouted and launched an attack.
Yang Teng smiled secretly in his heart, Ning Zhongtian's subordinates were obedient, so that was good, saving a lot of trouble.
The monk with thieves and eyes was stopped, and the others continued to challenge Yang Teng.
"Junior! This is not where you should be! With this level of cultivation, you should go back and practice for several hundred years!" Another person rushed to Yang Teng and challenged him.
Before this person came to Yang Teng, he was stopped by one of Ning Zhongtian's men.
"Where to go! If you have the ability to fight with me against a young monk in the Juyuan period, don't you feel embarrassed!" Ning Zhongtian's men said with awe, and stopped the monk who wanted to fight Yang Teng.
The cultivator rushed from several directions several times in a row, trying to fight Yang Teng, but was stopped by Ning Zhongtian's men.
The monks watching the battle outside the main square were in an uproar.
"What's the situation! Are these people sent by Ning Zhongtian to protect the little monk?"
"It's not necessary. Only by winning three games in a row can you advance to the next round. If you avoid fighting, you won't be eligible for promotion."
The monks thought that Yang Teng was also Ning Zhongtian's, and guessed that Ning Zhongtian took special care of Yang Teng and wanted to make him advance to the next round.
Someone next to him said self-righteously: "You don't understand this, in fact, it is very easy to promote this little cultivator."
"Let's listen, what good do you guys have, you might as well just say it." The monks came in interest.
The man smiled mysteriously and said: "You think, Ning Zhongtian's people prevent others from challenging this little cultivator. The reason is obvious. It is to let this little cultivator advance to the next round. Want him to win three games in a row. Isn't it simple? Look at how many people Ning Zhongtian brought this time!"
Only then did some people pay attention to Ning Zhongtian's side, and they were shocked. Ning Zhongtian brought hundreds of people to participate in the trials.
Obviously, Ning Zhongtian got the news in advance.
"What does this have to do with how many people Ning Zhongtian brought." The monks were still confused.
The monk who was speaking shook his head, "You are too stupid, why Ning Zhongtian brought so many people, don't say that his strength is super strong, there are many people who are hopeful to be included in the big list! I tell you, those people It is for this little monk!"
When he said this, the monks suddenly realized.
All understand the truth.
It is not difficult to draw a conclusion if Ning Zhongtian's people block others from fighting against Yang Teng, as well as so many people.
The people Ning Zhongtian had brought were all victims, just to defeat that little monk and to help that little monk succeed in promotion.
As long as you lose under that little monk, don't care whether the scene of the duel is fake, anyway, as long as you win three games in a row, you can advance to the next round.
Big deal to do the next round.
"That little monk wouldn't be Ning Zhongtian's illegitimate child, he actually gave him such a big capital." Someone guessed.
Ning Zhongtian, who was not far away, almost died on the spot after hearing these words.
Standing in the battle zone, watching the wonderful confrontation of the surrounding people, Yang Teng watched and pointed, "It's too slow, your shot speed is too slow, so slow, didn't you eat in the morning!"
"And you, the shot strength and angle are wrong, it's really bad!"
The few people who were fighting fiercely heard Yang Teng's words and all had an urge to vomit blood.