Chapter 681: Fanatical fighting skills

Chapter 681: Fanatic Fighting Skills
Having said that, as to whether Mad Mo Luo can hear it, that's his business.
It is impossible for Yang Teng to tell him about the upcoming promotion of the Supreme Spirit Gathering Pill.
Moreover, Yang Teng also thought of a possibility, if in the future those forces that are qualified to issue the exchange vouchers also start to change their strategy and replace the top-grade Gathering Pill with the top-grade Spirit Gathering Pill, wouldn't he slap himself in the face.
An order that has been formed for millions of years and has continued to exist must be reasonable. I believe that even if there is a crisis, those in power will be able to respond in time. This is not something he has to worry about as a young monk in the gluttonous period.
He only needs to remember that before the promotion of the best Gathering Pills, the exchange vouchers for the Gathering Pills in his hand are replaced with treasures. Don't let yourself suffer huge losses, and notify your relatives and friends to act in advance. This is enough.
Tell others, who can believe him.
At this time, the fighting arena is full, and fighting skills are about to begin.
Yang Teng found that Mad Mo Luo was also a little excited, staring into the arena.
The arena is completely enclosed, and the apex of the huge dome is dotted with pearls, rendering the arena dazzlingly blurred.
Suddenly, all the pearls lost their luster at the same time, and the arena became dark.
The darkness had no effect on the monks, and Yang Teng did not panic either. The Colosseum in Fenglei Town did this before the opening, so he was very familiar with it and knew that this was about to start the fighting skills.
Sure enough, the arena was still messy just now, and as the light dimmed, everyone fell silent.
A vigorous voice came from the air, "Guests, everyone is looking forward to the one-month-long fighting skills that will begin immediately. The following is the first fighting skills tonight. Individuals have won three games in a row. The mountain base is against the rookie Baron!"
The vigorous voice disappeared, the pearl on the dome of the arena lights up again, and two monks appeared in the arena.
A typical Xizhou monk, a huge man, waving his arms to the surrounding audience.
Opposite him stood a relatively weak monk, looking at this person silently.
The big guy is the hill that has won three games in a row. If he defeats Baron, he will win the fourth game.
The previous few victories can be said to be of little value. Winning three games in a row only got 700,000 bottles of Gathering Pills. If you continue to win the fourth game, you will get 800,000 bottles of Gathering Pills.
Yang Teng looked in the arena, and both of them were at the 9th Heavenly Strengthening Stage, and it was hard to say who would win.
"Boy, do you want to bet on a round?" Mad Mo Luo asked casually.
"A bet? Can you still bet on winning or losing in fighting skills?" Yang Teng was a little confused.
"This is the treatment of the first row. Sitting at the back, you can only bet before entering the field. Those sitting in the first row are all VIPs. They can bet on a certain game at any time, as long as the result comes out. All bets are valid."
Mad Moluo pointed to a waiter standing next to him and said: "If you want to bet, tell him, he will tell you whether the bet is valid according to the situation on the court."
Yang Teng still wanted to ask, but just casually said, what should I do if I can't get the Spirit Gathering Pill afterwards.
After thinking about it, his own worry is unnecessary. Even Mad Mo Luo dare not mess around in the arena, let alone other people. This is the territory of the master, almost equivalent to the territory of Lord Demon.
Yang Teng had no interest in such things. It was a boring thing he did with Zhao Yitai and others ten years ago when he was still Yang Sanshao.
The fighting skills in the arena have begun.
The big guy screamed angrily and slammed two fists at Barong.
"Smash him! Kill that little skinny guy! Dashanzi, we support you!"
"Da Shanzi is fighting, but Lao Tzu has pressed 20,000 bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill on you!"
The atmosphere in the arena was suddenly ignited, and the audience shouted and cheered for the monks they supported.
Yang Teng didn't take part in Beasts less, and of course he understood this mood. Now that there is a bet to win or lose, the audience is even more enthusiastic.
At the beginning of the battle, Yang Teng could see the situation in the arena clearly. The hill fortress called Dashanzi seemed to be relatively large and had won three games in a row, but it was not Baron’s opponent.
Ba Rong's body was like a swift cheetah, and a short stick in his hand suddenly swung out, hitting the front door of the mountain rampart.
The mountain base raised his fist to resist.
"Crotch!" The short club hit the mountain base's fist, and Ba Rong lifted his foot to take advantage of the cover of the blow and kicked it the mountain base's calf.
Without waiting for the mountain base to react, Baron's fist hit the mountain base's abdomen.
After two consecutive attacks all succeeded, Baron won the power and didn't give up, and the short club severely beat the forehead on the hill base.
"Boom!" Red and white alternated, the mountain base was hit and headshot by Ba Rong.
Simply neat and not sluggish, the mountain barrier was just a stick that resisted Barong, and died in the arena.
Baron quickly backed away, leaving the arena directly without looking at the rampart that fell on the ground.
Some spectators were still confused and didn't understand what was going on, and they lost their three-game winning streak.
The cruelty of fighting skills also appeared, and the loser's mountain base left his life in the fighting arena.
Someone immediately dragged the corpse of the hill out of the arena, without clearing the ground, and proceeded directly to the second battle.
Yang Teng saw it very clearly in the first row. The ground of the Arena can no longer see the color of the original construction. The entire ground is dark red. I don't know how many monks died here. The blood stained the ground, forming a permanent Dark red that does not change color.
The mountain base died tragically, and the atmosphere not only did not scare the audience, but inspired a more enthusiastic atmosphere.
The second game was a battle between two monks in the Yijin period.
Yang Teng is still very interested in the battles in the Yijinqi group. Although he did not want to participate in the fighting skills, looking at the battles in this group, you can also understand the real level of the arena and measure himself and Xizhou. What is the gap between the monks.
"Yin Xiang, who has won a game, will face Chen Yuqi from the Magic City. Is Yin Xiang defending the glory of our Magic City, or Chen Yuqi from the Magic City better? Please pay attention to the next fighting skills!"
With the vigorous voice sounded, the two fighting monks appeared in the arena.
"When a long sword rises, the world collapses! The long sword falls, and the world is destroyed!" Yin Xiang had a long sword in his hand, muttering words.
Yang Teng's heart moved, not to mention Yin Xiang's combat effectiveness, these few sword tactics of the starting style let him look at him.
If that Chen Yuqi can't come up with any super skills, I am afraid it is not Yin Xiang's opponent.
"What's your ghost name, let me break it with one shot!" Chen Yuqi held a big iron gun, raising his hand is a spear flower.
Yang Teng saw it very truthfully. Yi Jinqi's fighting skills were the group he was most concerned about. He only heard a blast, and Chen Yuqi's spear shot turned into a light spot.
Every spot of light implies murder, and every spot of light is a spear flower.
Awesome! Yang Teng secretly admired that this shot is not as simple as exploding a spear flower, it contains at least thousands of attack methods.
How to resist? Yang Teng automatically imagined himself as Chen Yuqi's opponent Yin Xiang, just because he also used a knife as a weapon.
He felt that there was no good way. The only way was to meet him and break the opponent's spear with the strongest attack.
"I made the world with my own sword!" Yin Xiang shouted loudly, and the long knife fell suddenly.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" The sky full of spears turned into a jingle, and as the long knife fell, countless light spots were abruptly split a path, the long knife's falling momentum slowed down slightly, but it still chopped. Chen Yuqi faced the door.
"Okay! Good sword technique!" Yang Teng couldn't help yelling, this sword is domineering and invincible, this is the essence of sword technique.
Different from the agility of swordsmanship, swordsmanship is to have this overbearing and invincible momentum, no matter how powerful the enemy in front of you, I will break it!
Yin Xiang returned Chen Yuqi's shot and knife to Chen Yuqi.
However, Chen Yuqi was not easy to provoke. With both arms exerting strength, the sky light suddenly dissipated, and the spear went straight to Yin Xiang's chest like a wandering dragon.
Awesome! Yang Teng even applauded Chen Yuqi's counterattack.
This gun gives full play to the advantages of the long gun.
If Yin Xiang insisted on hacking Chen Yuqi, this shot would pierce his chest first, but he might not be able to kill Chen Yuqi.
"Good come!" Yin Xiang shouted, the long knife suddenly changed its direction, and slashed to Chen Yuqi against the barrel of the long spear, holding the hands of the long spear tightly while dodge the shot sideways.
Still a lose-lose style of play.
Although Chen Yuqi's spear can pierce Yin Xiang's body, it avoids the deadly parts, and Yin Xiang's spear will also cut off Chen Yuqi's hands.
Of course, Chen Yuqi wouldn't let Yin Xiang do as he wished. His arms suddenly used force and the spear shook. Blocked the long knife attached to the barrel of the gun, but also lost the opportunity to continue the attack.
As soon as the two met, they showed a desperate posture, and the thrilling scene made people nervous.
With a flash of his body, Yin Xiang returned with a knife.
After being blocked by Chen Yu's use of the spear, the tail of the spear hit Yin Xiang's heart.
Yin Xiang swung his knife along the way and flicked his spear away.
The two quickly turned around and continued to charge.
Yang Teng couldn't say who he supported, but he was still biased towards Yin Xiang from his heart, just because he also used a knife.
Staring at the battle in the arena without blinking, the two had already fought a hundred moves before they knew it, but they could not tell the outcome.
According to regulations, the fighting skills of each group shall not exceed one quarter of an hour, otherwise it will be judged that both parties have failed at the same time.
The daily fighting skills will be performed for four and a half hours, for a total of 18 fighting skills.
There are three groups of bone-strengthening phase, tendon phase and marrow-cutting phase. Individual fighting skills and group fighting skills are carried out in turn, each for three times within four and a half hours.
A quarter of an hour sounds like a long time. Once the battle becomes a stalemate, time will pass quickly.
Therefore, the battle between Yin Xiang and Chen Yuqi should speed up. If the opponent cannot be resolved within the specified time, the two will be eliminated at the same time.
Yin Xiang, who once won a game, had some experience. After forming a stalemate with Chen Yuqi, he immediately realized that time might not be enough!
Thinking of this, Yin Xiang gritted his teeth and his moves changed immediately.
A long knife, more violent than at the beginning, completely gave up the defense, and every knife smashed at Chen Yuqi's deadly part.