The second round of the competitive battle continued, with people constantly advancing and some people being eliminated.

There are also many people who have suffered severe injuries in the fight. Some minor injuries are fine, but they slowly recover through their own adjustments. Some serious injuries cannot be cured through their own adjustments, especially the injuries and serious internal injuries caused by limbs, which can almost affect the life of the monk.

Everyone knows that Yang Teng has a magical injury-treating pill in his hand, and as long as it is not fatal, it can be cured quickly.

But no one came to buy it, the price was too expensive, which discouraged everyone.

For this reason, Lao Lai mocked Yang Teng for being too dark, and it was impossible to sell the injury treatment pill at such a price.

Yang Teng disagreed. It doesn’t matter if he can kill a lot of money, but it doesn’t matter if he can’t sell it. He doesn’t expect sales to cure the pills.

No one came to disturb him, Yang Teng could still adjust his state with peace of mind, further realize the broken fist of the void, and he could still be quiet.

A few days later, the second round of the competition in the competition ended.

A total of 508 people successfully advanced to the third round.

The cruelty of the knockout matches in the first two rounds shows that after just two rounds of duels, only 508 monks who participated in the competitive battle were left.

Draw lots in groups to determine the opponents faced in the third round.

Five hundred and eight people were divided into 254 groups, and the winner advanced to the next round.

There are not many rules for such a showdown, it is very simple, and if you lose, it will end.

Lao Lai also advanced to the third round of group duels and went to draw lots with Yang Teng.

Yang Teng doesn't care what kind of opponent he draws. He has to continue to fight one by one anyway. His ultimate goal is to enter the top ten and strive to reach the first place.

Since you come to participate in a competitive battle, you should have the idea of ​​impacting the strongest goal.

Let several strong men who are optimistic about him take a look. Yang Teng has this absolute strength.

The number plate Yang Teng drew was White No. 35. The number sequence was very high. Four fields started fighting at the same time. After several battles, it would be his turn to fight.

As the focus of attention, Yang Teng's appearance order was immediately spread.

"Look at which unlucky guy Red No. 35 is. Meeting Yang Teng is not a good thing."

With the noise from the monks, a monk with a gloomy face said helplessly: "I am the unlucky guy you are talking about!"

Before the draw, this monk was always very happy that his strength was not too strong, and he was able to successfully survive the first two rounds because he did not encounter a powerful challenger.

Entering the third round, this is his ultimate goal for participating in the competitive battle. It can be said that he has completed this predetermined goal. He feels that there is no regret in this competitive battle.

But I was also a little expectant in my heart. I had better luck with drawing lots. When I met an opponent with almost the same strength, I might still have hope of advancing to the fourth round.

That would be great.

As for drawing opponents that are weaker than him, don't even think about it. Among the 508 monks who advanced to the third round, he is definitely the one with the lowest strength. He is very self-aware.

But unexpectedly, he, a cultivator with the lowest strength, drew Yang Teng, a super opponent. Isn’t this asking for death?

The monk looked bitter and thought to himself about Yang Teng's strength and ruthlessness.

He doesn't want to die. He has no chance to achieve better results anyway, so he can't beat Yang Teng, and even if he fights to the death, he can't beat Yang Teng.

The monks who avoided Yang Teng had a relaxed smile on their faces.

It is always better to fight with others than to meet Yang Teng.

These monks looked at this unlucky guy and could only silently wish this unlucky guy not to die under Yang Teng's hands.

The draw results will soon end and the third round of showdown will begin.

The monks with the red and white numbers drawn from the top four were waiting on the edge of the challenge zone to appear and advance to the fourth round.

The monk who drew the red No. 35 lottery suddenly came to Yang Teng.

"Yang Teng, I know you are very strong. I am not your opponent. I am not cowardly and I dare not respond. I just don't want to die under your hands. I admit defeat in this battle and I don't have to appear." As he said that, the monk handed the red license plate in his hand to Yang Teng.

Under Yang Teng's surprise gaze, the monk calmly left the waiting area, left the main square, entered the viewing area outside the main square, and voluntarily gave up his qualification to challenge this time and watched the battle outside as an audience.

Well, the first advancer has appeared before the third round of showdown has begun.

The other monks really don’t know what to say.

Although everyone thought that Yang Teng could easily defeat his opponent and advance, he did not expect that his opponent would not dare to enter the challenge zone and took the initiative to admit defeat.

Yang Teng’s road to promotion is too smooth!

In the first round, we defeated three opponents at a speed of lightning speed. We completed three duels in less than one battle, causing a strong sense of impact on everyone.

This also led to the monks behind all speeding up the offensive rhythm and increasing the combat speed a lot.

Looking at the second round, Yang Teng killed Lin Tian, ​​who was strong enough to rank in the top 100 in just two moves.

As a result, no one responded, and the three state masters were forced to change the rules. Yang Teng benefited from the changes in the rules and advanced to the third round after defeating one opponent.

In the third round of group matchup, Yang Teng's luck was even more intense. With his fame and strength alone, his opponent took the initiative to admit defeat and became the first monk to advance to the fourth round.

People are so angry that they are so angry!

The monks waiting to participate in the third round of duels looked at Yang Teng with strange eyes.

They also have to fight to the death in the challenge zone and defeat their opponents in order to qualify for the fourth round.

Yang Teng is so good. What's the point of advancing easily to this stop!

They will conduct the third round of showdown, and both physical strength and spiritual energy in their bodies will be consumed to varying degrees. After winning, they must return to the waiting area to rest and adjust. Those with injuries on their bodies must be healed as soon as possible and do not affect the next round of showdown.

Yang Teng was calm and calm, waiting for his opponent to emerge in the fourth round at his best condition.

Alas! Many people sighed helplessly and cheered up. It would be better to prepare for their third round of showdown.

Lao Lai patted Yang Teng's shoulder angrily, "It's so annoying, just because you kid's ruthless moves! If I had known this, I would have been more cruel in the previous duel. Every time I killed an opponent, those guys would be afraid of me. Maybe I could always be in the top ten competition, and no one would dare to fight me."

Yang Teng looked at Lao Lai with a smile, "I can hear that you are jealous. The mentality is very important. No matter what, you still have to participate in the duel. This mentality is not good for you. If you die in the challenge area, I will still collect your body."

"Bao! Bah! Bah!" Lao Lai vomited a few times, "Get out of you, say less unlucky words! I'm so desperate. I'll have to embark on the road to the emperor in the future, so how could I be defeated by a group of unknown soldiers!"

Yang Teng laughed. This is how he and Lao Lai Lu were. From the beginning, when Lao Lai Lu was cheating him, to the later enemies and friends, to the current life and death friends, the relationship between the two is very complicated.

The two of them are now close friends who are in love with each other and fight side by side. Once they embark on the road to compete for the emperor in the future, they will be opponents who are in love with each other.

What if he doesn’t matter, what’s going on in the future is still far away.

The duels are going one after another.

It was Lao Lai's turn to make his debut. The guard responsible for maintaining order loudly read out Lao Lai's license plate order. Lao Lai was already ready and walked towards the challenge area with the Sword of the Pluto.

Yang Teng waved his fists tightly at Lao Lai, cheering for Lao Lai.

Lao Lai grinned with big yellow teeth and smiled.

Full of confidence, Lao Lan is not afraid of any opponent.

Entering the challenge area, the old sloppy opponent also enters the challenge area.

At the end of the lottery, Lao Lai Lu didn't care who the opponent was. Now, after seeing the opponent, Lao Lai was shocked.

This person is so ugly!

How to describe it?

This person has a short figure and his body is very inconsistent no matter how you look at it.

Especially this face, it seems that after falling from a high altitude, the face accidentally hit the ground first, and was thrown into a mess, and then it turned out like this.

A pair of small eyes blinked, and there were not a few hairs on the top of his head.

"Ugly ghost! Who are you? Fortunately, this is broad daylight. Don't come out easily at night. What should I do if I scare you!" Lao Lai's mouth is also damaged enough. After getting along with Yang Teng for a long time, good people will become very insidious when they speak, let alone Lao Lai is not a good person.

"Bastard! You're angering me! I slap you to death!" The monk opposite shouted in a muffled voice.

He is born ugly, and the one he holds most hatred is that others say he is ugly, and he can't look down on those handsome monks.

As long as he encounters monks with slightly inferior cultivation and handsome appearance, all of them will encounter his evil hands.

There is no reason, as long as you don’t like it, you can kill it!

However, he also has self-knowledge and never provokes monks who are better than him, nor does he provoke monks with backers, so he can live until now.

Lao Lai made a scared expression, "I'm scared to death! It's okay if you don't speak, but as soon as you open your mouth, I'm even more determined to eliminate the harm of the Silver Moon Continent. You must never let you come out and scare people anymore!"

"You are looking for death!" The ugly monk was furious. He could not scold Lao Lai. Only by killing this sloppy old guy could he extricate his anger.

He swung his big slap and shone the top of Lao Lai's head.

Lao Lai kept provoking his opponents, but he attached great importance to his opponents in his heart. There were not many cultivators who could advance to the third round, who had too poor strength. He was not as lucky as Yang Teng, so he had to go on firmly step by step.

The sword shook, and the sword of the Hades burst out with millions of sword flowers.

Seeing the opponent's big slap continue to slap, Lao Lai was disdainful. He could not pierce the Silver Armor King's palm. This ugly ghost is not as powerful as the Silver Armor King.

Seeing that his opponent did not avoid any help, Lao Lai was overjoyed. It seemed that he would win with one move!

The arm increases strength, and the Pluto Sword pierces the palm of the ugly opponent's hand.

Just when Lao Lai thought this move was , the Pluto Sword stabbed in the palm of the ugly monk's hand.

A sound of gold and iron clashing came.

"crotch!"
Chapter completed!