Chapter 2428: Shocking Gamble

The referee who was in charge of supervising the competition called out the start of the competition, and Niu Ertian attacked Yang Teng recklessly.
This one was also really anxious, didn't say any provocative big words, and attacked with his head dull.
Yang Teng, with his first desire to win the first place, competed with other monks, and increased his second desire to participate in the competition.
Seeing this Niu Ertian, Yang Teng lost his interest in learning.
It's really not challenging.
Raising his hand and grabbing Niu Ertian's fist, he just tossed it, Niu Ertian flew out of the duel.
One move!
Niu Ertian sat on the ground blankly, his whole body was intact and he didn't even feel any pain, so he flew out in a daze.
Is there such a big gap between himself and Long San?
The referee who was in charge of supervising the competition was also a little stupid. After a few breaths of inactivity, he announced that Long San had won the competition and advanced to the fifth round of the competition!
"That's too strong! I didn't even understand, Long San just raised his hand, grabbed Niu Ertian's fist, and threw him out?"
"Such a duel, it's not exciting to watch, it's not exciting at all."
"What do you know, this is the real excitement. The strong can only show the power of Long San with a single shot!"
The monks onlookers talked a lot, while the monks of the Flying Dragon Sect cheered loudly to welcome Yang Teng's end.
Yang Teng was calm and indifferent, "Go, let's go back and wait for the results of others."
Defeating a Niu Ertian will not bring any sense of accomplishment to Yang Teng, only to advance for the promotion.
The strength shown by Yang Teng has greatly stimulated some people.
Those monks who had the ambition to hit the top 100, and even thought they were in the top ten, some watched Yang Teng's competition on the spot, and some heard the news that Yang Teng killed Niu Ertian in seconds.
Then, these people all made the same one by one. In the next big match, there are not a few games with spikes!
Yang Teng didn't pay much attention to this round of competition. When he learned that all the 94 disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect had advanced to the fifth round, Yang Teng was still very happy.
This can always stop a lot of people’s mouths. Let those who say that the Flying Dragon Sect disciples are only good at team battles and not good at individual battles will take a good look. Up to now, the number of Flying Dragon Sect participating in the Grand Competition has not decreased, but has increased. One.
However, there were still different voices.
Some people firmly believe that being able to advance to the fifth round is not a skill. After all, there are more than 300,000 monks who advance to the fifth round!
Regarding these news, Yang Teng dismissed the news. He still urged his disciples that it is best to be able to advance, and that if you can't, you must ensure your own safety. There is no need to fight to the end.
Not being able to enter the top 100 and smashing to the end with the opponent is completely meaningless.
Yang Teng even believes that only by hitting the top ten is it worth fighting against opponents.
He thought so, but the ninety-four disciples didn't think so.
"Brothers, there are a lot of people who look down on us!" Qi Rui and the three gathered everyone together.
"We are here to participate in the competition, not only with an eye-opening idea, but also to show the strength and style of our Flying Dragon Sect disciples."
"No matter where you can go, I hope everyone can do their best to fight!"
"It's not that everyone should treat the Big Competition as a life-and-death battle, but you can't relax. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, give me my all to fight for and win every battle. Can everyone do it!"
Qi Rui and the three of them seem to have become leaders among the ninety-four disciples.
"Fight! One fight is one game. We must not look down upon our Feilong Sect disciples. They all cheer up and let those guys have a good understanding!"
"Fuck! Whoever dares to stop us from moving forward, get rid of him!"
In a few words, the morale of the disciples was ignited, and they shouted one by one to kill their opponents!
At the beginning of the fifth round of the Great Competition, the ninety-four disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect were placed among more than 300,000 people, like a drop of waves in the sea, unable to stir a single wave.
In this round, Yang Teng's order of drawing is the first day of appearance.
There were still many monks who came to watch the Yang Teng Grand Competition this time, but the result was still the same.
Let the monks who have been waiting for a long time feel unspeakable.
In order to grab a better viewing position, they came to this venue before the previous duel.
After waiting for so long, Yang Teng didn't give any face to him. How could you manage to do so two or three tricks? You can't always kill your opponent with one trick.
Everyone hasn't understood what kind of combat technique you are using, and only saw you grab the opponent and throw it out of the duel to win.
This is too simple and rude!
It is totally unattractive.
Everyone's attention was on Yang Teng, but no one paid attention. Ninety-four disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect once again passed the fifth round of the competition!
After this round, more than 170,000 monks were promoted.
There is really nothing to be proud of to be able to enter the next round of competition, after all, there are nearly 200,000 monks.
But all the members of the Flying Dragon Sect are all advanced, which is very rare.
Not to mention the first three rounds of team battles, with the exception of the Flying Dragon Sect, all major forces have suffered varying degrees of loss, and even the powerful Realm of the Realm could not guarantee all advancement to the fourth round.
In the fourth round, the competition is personal strength. Whether or not to advance at this time has already shown a big problem.
After the fourth and fifth rounds, according to incomplete statistics and not counting the results of the first three rounds, among all the sects that can advance in both rounds, there are only 28 of the sects that participated in the Grand Competition. Flying Dragon Sect is one of them!
Other forces have been eliminated more or less.
By this time, no one had noticed the strength displayed by the 94 disciples of the Flying Dragon Sect.
In the sixth round of the competition, Yang Teng was still a trick to kill opponents in seconds. This made many people disappointed and shouted loudly. They would not come to join in the next round of Long San and stop watching Long San’s ratio.
Noisy to noisy, it is estimated that Yang Teng's next round of competition will still be crowded outside the duel.
After the sixth round, five more sects broke the undefeated golden body, some were eliminated, and failed to maintain the fourth and fifth rounds of victory.
Among the 23 sects that are still victorious, there is also the Flying Dragon Sect.
Ninety-four disciples successfully advanced and became part of the next round of 80,000 participants.
Such a record made Yang Teng somewhat surprised.
He didn't think that these ninety-four disciples were not worthy to enter the 80,000 duel, but he felt that luck had a lot of content, and he hadn't encountered a strong opponent in three rounds. This is not luck and what it is, the master of the world is always impossible. Take special care of the Flying Dragon Sect.
At the start of the seventh round, Yang Teng put a lot of pressure on his opponent for three consecutive seconds.
Looking at the opponent who was not very tall, Yang Teng felt a bit funny. This opponent was too nervous.
"Don't be so nervous, I don't eat people." Yang Teng joked.
Perhaps it was Yang Teng's joke, which made the monk somewhat relaxed, with a rare smile on his face.
"Sect Master Long, can you put a little bit of water, let me insist on three tricks." The opponent looked at Yang Teng expectantly.
"Why? Give me a reason." Yang Teng was a little strange. Is there any difference between a one-shot and three-shot? It's nothing more than failure and elimination.
The monk said embarrassedly: "Outside the handicap, betting on who can stick to three moves under your hand is already as high as one loss of one hundred. I suppressed and I can stick to the three moves. If realized, this is a huge fortune. ."
Seeing that there was no change in Yang Teng's expression, the cultivator quickly said: "After this big match is over, I will give you half of the bet."
"No, I will give you 70%, so it's always okay."
Gambling is everywhere, and such a major event as the Ten Thousand Territory Boundary is a world-shaking gambling. There are many ways to bet.
Among them is a newly opened gambling game, guessing who can stick to the three moves under Yang Teng.
Yang Teng smiled and said, "Do you think I lack this divine stone?"
"No shortage!" The monk replied very clearly.
As the Sect Master of Flying Dragon Sect, Yang Teng's wealth is countless, and this divine stone has long been out of his sight.
"Sect Master Long, but you can't say that, mosquito legs are also meat..."
The monk still wanted to convince Yang Teng, but in front of him, he realized that his body could not move anymore, and then he saw his body rise from the ground.
Yang Teng grabbed the monk, walked to the edge of the duel without hurriedly, and threw him out of the duel.
"What's this? Is this still a spike? Long San doesn't seem to have made any moves. He just grabbed the opponent and threw it away. Isn't this still a big match!"
The monks who saw this scene could no longer describe the strange comparison.
Shouldn't the big match be that the two sides are playing very fiercely before you can tell the winner.
People Long San, don't fight at all!
Yang Teng threw out this opponent, and then smiled and said to the outside of the duel: "The guy who opened the gambling game with me, I advise you to give me half of the profit, otherwise, don't blame me for being blackhearted. pen!"
The monks onlookers roared with laughter, saying that it was a bit interesting to watch the Dragon Three Competition. There was no intense duel, but there was a different kind of fun.
The person who opened the gambling game, of course, did not take Yang Teng's words seriously, thinking that Yang Teng was just a joke.
After this round of the big match, Yang Teng told Du Fei to go to that gambling round and make a big deal, and bet that the opponent in this round of the big match can stick to three moves under his hands!
Yang Teng didn't care if the person who opened the gambling game had guessed that it was his work. Since the person who opened the gambling game didn't take his words seriously, he should teach the other party a little lesson.
What Yang Teng did not expect was that the person who opened the gambling game increased the odds!
One lose two hundred!
Du Fei was also welcome, and directly crushed 10 billion sacred stones! After getting the receipt, Yang Teng said with a smile: "If you don't ruin him, you will be badly injured, and you will lose two hundred!"