Chapter 2439: Point the opponent on the duel

It means that the three of them are stupid, fighting for the next round at the cost of serious injuries.
In fact, the three of them are smart. These three guys have determined one thing. As long as they don’t die, the Sovereign will always have a way to make them recover quickly. Missing an arm or a leg will not affect the next round of fighting.
The pill that the Sect Master gave them was simply a miracle pill. One drop would immediately recover from serious injuries, and another one would immediately recover the loss of physical strength.
With such a strong guarantee, the three talents dare to be so unscrupulous and fight their opponents for their lives.
The master's tricks are often just a matter of thought.
Equivalent in strength, a bit more ruthless than the opponent, and a bit more cruel, it can deter the opponent and then calmly kill the opponent.
This is the experience summed up by the three people.
It is precisely through this method of play that the three of them have cleared all the way and entered the top 210.
Four hundred and eighty-eight advanced monks, only two hundred and ten left in this round.
Needless to say, as long as you can persist for another round, you can enter the top 100.
This is the top 100!
Unlike other rounds, the promoted monks produced after this round will have an accurate ranking.
In the realm of the main domain, the names of the top 100 monks will be sealed on a huge stone tablet for future generations to admire.
It is the dream of every monk who participates in the Grand Competition to be able to seal the name on the stone tablet of the Grand Competition.
However, it is not so easy to realize this dream.
Take this big comparison as an example. There were more than 17.5 million monks participating, and only a hundred of them could enjoy such supreme glory.
No one out of 100,000 people can succeed.
Looking at the excited expressions of the three of them, Yang Teng knew that everything was unnecessary.
"You three do your best, don't die in the duel, this is my only requirement of you."
After speaking, Yang Teng headed to the duel.
The Flying Dragon Sect can have four people advance to the top 100 competition, which is beyond many people's expectations, but after thinking about it, it makes sense.
Yang Teng is able to advance, this does not need to think too much, he has the strength to hit the first place, and then he will definitely pass all the way to the highest honor of the competition.
As for the strength of the Ming Cheng trio, it is obvious to all, especially the trio's relentless ferocity, making the monks who started to pay attention to them feel a little bit timid.
These three guys are too fierce, they are totally desperate.
Others also have such a desperate and vicious style of play, but one thing is that once they are severely wounded, it is difficult to heal in a short time. Basically, too serious injuries occur, and they have to give up in the next round of promotion.
The Mingcheng trio, no matter what degree of damage they received, before the start of the next round, they will become vigorous again.
This is where the fear is truly felt.
Don't think that cultivators in the quasi-emperor realm will instantly repair them if they are hurt.
It depends on the degree of damage and the strength of the opponent who hit him hard.
Being severely injured by an opponent of the same level of cultivation strength, the damage caused is very difficult to cure. On the one hand, it is necessary to repair the damaged limbs, and on the other hand, it is necessary to eliminate the opponent's heavy damage to the body.
If it is severely injured by a higher opponent, the injury is basically impossible to heal.
For example, if a quasi-emperor was injured by a palm of the great emperor and damaged his limbs, it was basically impossible to heal him. The quasi-emperor could not eliminate the damage to his limbs caused by the great emperor.
Therefore, on occasions like the Big Bi, where there is no need to desperately die, many people are unwilling to use physical injuries in exchange for qualifying.
If it weren't for Yang Teng's magical pill, which could allow the three of Mingcheng to recover quickly without being affected by injury, the three of them would definitely consider it carefully, and would not dare to work so hard.
After all, after being promoted, the honor he won was a false name, but his body was injured.
In this round, the first of the four Feilongzong members to advance is Yang Teng.
Yang Teng doesn't care whether his luck is good or bad, but his opponent, after drawing Yang Teng, he said that his luck was bad.
This is a master with a sword, and the monk is very nervous before he starts to fight.
"Sect Master Long, please!" The opponent took the initiative to greet Yang Teng, with an absolutely respectful tone, not at all like in other games. The two opponents confronted each other, always like to say some provocative words, trying to anger the opponent.
Yang Teng smiled slightly: "Don't be so nervous, just treat it as an ordinary competition, I don't eat people, it's not that scary."
The monk tried his best to calm himself down, and think about each matchup of Yang Teng. It seems that his opponent is very safe. Since Yang Teng participated in the fourth round of the competition, Yang Teng did not make any injuries.
Although each of his opponents was easily defeated by Yang Teng, no one was injured, let alone killed.
Thinking of this, the monk's nervousness was relieved.
"Sect Master Long pay attention, I'm going to make a move!" The opponent shouted, and the sword in his hand stabbed after being distracted.
Fighting against a master like Yang Teng, can seize the opportunity and perhaps still have the hope of sticking to three or five moves. Once you fall into Yang Teng's rhythm, wait for failure.
This opponent thought very well, but after all, his strength was too bad.
Yang Teng flashed slightly, and flicked his finger on the opponent's sword to dissolve the opponent's sword.
The mountain of swords made up of countless swords, there is no way to find the real sword among them. This is his most proud sword skill.
But it was easily resolved by Yang Teng, and this opponent was not too frustrated.
He knows that he can't have any reservations against Yang Teng, so he is his strongest attack when he makes a move.
Yang Teng kept bounce his opponent's sword, stepped forward, and pointed his finger on the opponent's chest!
The opponent immediately abandoned the sword and conceded defeat, but no one was doing it.
"Your swordsmanship is not bad, but you are too chasing for fancy, or you are too chasing the effect of confusion, so that your attack power is not strong. I think you should change the direction, reduce the effect of confusion by half, and pursue more attack power. The power of this trick will be even stronger."
To subdue the opponent, Yang Teng said a word.
The monk was stunned, what Yang Teng said completely contradicted the swordsmanship he practiced.
With a stronger disorientation effect, isn't it possible to better hide one's own ultimate move and then succeed in one blow.
Why did Long San say that he shouldn't pursue a stronger disorientation effect?
The monk fell into confusion, thinking about how he should change the trick he had just now.
Reduce the confusion effect by half, and shift the power of this trick to attack power?
He thought so, and then changed his sword skills according to what Yang Teng said.
He forgot that the big competition is over, this is not the trial field of the sect, and the move at this time will cause misunderstanding, and the referee in charge of supervision will not allow him to do so.
As the opponent Yang Teng, after he lost, seeing him make another move, will he kill him with one move!
None of this is within the scope of his consideration. He just wants to change this trick according to what Yang Teng said, and then verify it.
"Whoo!" Jian Guang slammed Yang Teng's chest with a sword.
Yang Teng was taken aback, then smiled.
Raising his hand and stretching out two fingers, he clamped the monk's sword.
The monk was suddenly full of joy, "Sect Master Long, what you said is really good. I made a change. Although I don't have the qualifications to become your opponent, the power of this trick is much stronger than the last time I used it."
Yang Teng released his finger and said, "Go back and think more, remember that the basis of change is to simplify the road, get rid of too many useless fancy tricks, everything is in the direction of improving attack power, as long as you understand this truth, I believe that your swordsmanship is still There is room for improvement."
"Thank you Sect Master Long for your advice!" The monk respectfully bowed to Yang Teng.
Although Yang Teng gave him only a few words, it has benefited him throughout his life.
Showed him the way forward and repaired his deviations in swordsmanship.
Two opponents who were supposed to beat you to death in the duel, but weirdly turned into a teaching like a master instructing a disciple.
The referee in charge of the supervision did not say much. After announcing that Yang Teng had won, he urged the two to leave the duel, and said anything outside the court.
That monk thanked Yang Teng again and again.
After the strength of the cultivation base reaches a certain level, it is already very difficult to improve, and every increase is a huge leap.
After receiving Yang Teng's guidance, the monk seemed to see the light and found his direction.
He believed that according to Yang Teng's words, after making changes to swordsmanship, his strength could definitely be improved.
If he can get Yang Teng's guidance before the competition, and he does not meet Yang Teng before the competition, he can guarantee that he will definitely be able to hit the top 50!
Yang Teng successfully advanced to the top 100.
The second appearance of the Flying Dragon Sect is Qi Rui.
Everyone came to the venue of Qi Rui duel, cheering for Qi Rui.
In this duel, Qi Rui was even more courageous, and from the beginning he took a desperate posture.
It seems to be telling the opponent that I will die in the duel and I will advance to the top 100.
Opponents are not easy to provoke. Until now, every cultivator who has been promoted has true talents, and no battle spirit.
After more than an hour of fierce fighting, both of them have already lost their favor.
Qi Rui's injury looked more serious, his body was covered with sword marks, and the wounds were bleeding out, turning Qi Rui into a blood man.
"You are determined to lose!" Qi Rui gasped heavily. Just now, another wound was added to his body, but it also inspired Qi Rui's fighting spirit.
"Is it? My body is covered with scars. I see how long you can hold on! I will kill you!" The opponent saw that Qi Rui's state had fallen sharply, and made up his mind to consume Qi Rui.
Qi Rui laughed loudly: "Look at the time, is the energy consumption up to the moment I fall!"
The opponent's face changed drastically, he ignored that Big Bi had a time limit, and it was obviously not feasible to consume Qi Rui! At this moment, Qi Rui rushed forward and bumped his head into his opponent's arms.