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Yang Teng has become a hot commodity

It was nothing important for Yang Teng to find Crazy Demon Luo, but he just wanted to ask how he was doing the battle. Then he thought that it was only one day, and no matter how powerful Crazy Demon Luo was, he might not be able to do it.

So he brought Xiao Hui and Shouhou to eat and drink.

The servants looked at Yang Teng with strange eyes. Some people in Moluo City also kept pets, but it is indeed rare for Yang Teng to directly sit at the table to eat and drink together.

Then, Yang Teng continued to go back to the bedroom to sleep.

The servants were even more surprised. Didn’t the master tell him to serve this monk in Dongzhou for a lifetime, and he might have to participate in the next fighting skills? Why didn’t he practice? After coming to the house, he would eat except sleeping.

How long has this monk from Dongzhou not been sleeping and eating?

In the next few days, the servants discovered that this monk from Dongzhou no longer had to sleep or eat, but instead had nothing to do all day long, sitting in the yard in a daze, or drinking tea. This was Yang Teng's activity for one day.

I have never seen Yang Teng enter that practice room to go into seclusion.

The servants in the Mad Demon Luo Mansion are all monks, and even they often practice in seclusion. This monk from Dongzhou who wants to participate in fighting skills never seized the time to practice.

A few days later, the servants began to feel that the person brought back by the master was just like this. It was probably a guy who was eliminated after participating in the fighting skills.

Therefore, the servants no longer paid attention to Yang Teng, but just followed Madmo Luo's instructions and did not treat him as a distinguished guest every day except for serving him necessary.

Of course, Yang Teng didn't care what the servants thought, what he should do or what he should do.

How could the servants know the secret of the Nine Heavens Gods and Ghosts Art? Although he never took time to practice specifically, he was actually practicing all the time.

In such a relatively quiet and relaxed environment, no one disturbed him, and there was no need to think about anything. It seemed like he was drinking tea. In fact, Yang Teng had already entered the state of cultivation, and the effect was no worse than that of others who went into seclusion in practice.

The servants thought that Yang Teng was useless, but he saw that he was carrying a knife, but he had never practiced it.

Cultivators not only practice the mind, but also must practice hard and hard combat skills. Just like the saying of a warrior in the secular world, do you have to keep your fist? Only by practicing hard and hard can you be more proficient in the combat skills you have mastered.

Yang Teng is so good. The knife is like being used for viewing and has never been used.

Of course they wouldn't know how Yang Teng practiced the sword. Since he obtained the complete Tianhuang Thirteen Swords Skill, he has already remembered all the moves of Tianhuang Thirteen Swords. When he was walking back and forth in the yard, outsiders thought he was just walking around casually, but in fact it was not.

Yang Teng’s walking is very mysterious. His footsteps use the Tianxu Wuji Step. He has no knife in his hand and a knife in his heart!

He silently merged the Thirteen Swords of Heaven and the Tianxu Wuji Step in his heart, achieving a perfect fusion of body skills and sword techniques. Although he could not achieve the state of unity of human and swords, he was able to silently deduce every move in his heart. This effect is no worse than swinging a knife.

It can be said that outsiders seem to be doing nothing, but in fact, he can practice for a day as much as others!

A few days later, Mad Demon Luo returned to his mansion and told Yang Teng that the fighting skills had been completed and the arena had started to promote it, and that the fighting skills would be started in a few days.

Crazy Luo Yu said earnestly: "Boy, this is not something that concerns you alone. I have done so many things. If you can't even win the first three games, then you are really sorry for my hard work."

Yang Teng said proudly: "Don't worry about these useless things. My only goal for participating in the fighting skills is to seize the fighting skills king, so there is no need to worry about me."

"I don't want to worry about you, but you have to fight for your breath. Don't do anything all day. It's rare to have time to practice quietly and focus more on cultivation." Mad Demon Luo said dissatisfiedly. When he returned to the mansion, he first learned about Yang Teng's situation in the past few days from his subordinates.

When he heard that Yang Teng did nothing every day and never practiced, Mad Demon Luo was suddenly a little angry.

Thinking of hitting Yang Teng.

In order to arrange this fighting skill, Crazy Demon Luo also paid a considerable price, and he always had to gain huge gains to be worthy of his efforts.

Yang Teng looked indifferent and said lightly: "You don't have to worry about this. Since my debut, I have almost never practiced specifically, unless I only stayed in seclusion for a few days when I advanced my cultivation. I am used to it casually and don't like what others are nagging in my ears. If you don't like me, I can move out." Yang Teng wouldn't listen to this trick.

"You! You are simply a bastard. You think of my kindness as something! You don't bother with you. Since you want to die in the arena, then let it go." Mad Demon Luo said angrily.

Of course he wouldn't drive Yang Teng away, so he left with a swaying sleeve.

In the next few days, Mad Demon Luo ignored Yang Teng.

Of course, the servants would report Yang Teng's actions to Mad Demon Luo every day.

Crazy Demon Luo regretted it a little. He spent a lot of money to prepare for Yang Teng to participate in the fighting skills. If this kid was killed in the first game, wouldn’t he have a big loss?

No, be sure to ensure that everything is foolproof.

Crazy Demon Luo felt worried and hurriedly went to re-arrange it.

No matter how Mad Demon Luo arranges, Yang Teng just does his own thing every day. After all, he is the one who fights hard in the arena.

He and Mad Demon Luo did not interfere with each other, and he received a rare month of rest. His cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has consolidated the realm of the fifth level of the Yijin Period and is about to reach the peak of the fifth level of the Yijin Period.

However, in this, Mad Demon Luo took Yang Teng to the arena to determine his identity and cultivation.

One day, it will be the day of fighting skills in the arena, and Yang Teng will welcome his first fighting skills tomorrow night.

Crazy Demon Luo sent someone to invite Yang Teng.

"I ordered people to prepare some wine and food, and wish you a victory in the battle tomorrow." Crazy Demon Luo invited Yang Teng to the banquet.

Yang Teng was not polite either. He picked up the wine glass and had a drink with Madman Luo, then put down the wine glass and said, "Old madman, if I win this time, you will definitely make a big profit."

Crazy Demon Luo looked unhappy, "What did I earn? I promised not to charge you for the first three games, and I would also have to bear your food and drink every day, so I will pay for it!"

He threw a piece of animal meat to Xiao Hui casually, and Yang Teng said disdainfully: "Don't pretend to me. You can do things that are not good? I only have a few dollars for food and drink, and you will definitely not miss such a good opportunity. If I win, you will probably make a lot of money in the casino. I really think I am a child and don't know anything."

Mad Demon Ro was told the central thing and laughed: "It's not much. Who can guarantee whether you can win or not? You dare not place more bets."

The two of them were eating and talking. Finally, Yang Teng told Crazy Demon Luo that despite betting, he promised to win very beautifully...

I went back to rest for one night, and in the afternoon of the next day, Yang Teng followed Crazy Demon Luo to the arena.

According to regulations, monks participating in the fighting skills enter the arena in advance, familiarize themselves with the rules of fighting skills, and verify their correctness and cultivation.

Before this, he had verified his identity and cultivation. In order to ensure fairness, the arena would prevent someone from breaking through the group limit in the last few days, he would also have to verify his cultivation before the opening.

While waiting to verify the cultivation level, other monks who participated in tonight's fighting skills were also waiting.

The monks who participated in the fighting skills in the same group will naturally pay great attention to each other, and several of the monks in the Yijin stage are very interested in Yang Teng.

A big man beard smiled unrestrainedly and said, "If I can draw this little guy from Dongzhou as his opponent, my fighting skills will be easier tonight. I promise to cut him into both ends with one knife."

Among several opponents in Yijin period, Yang Teng saw the Yin Xiang who won the last time.

The rule of fighting skills is that if the winner does not lose his combat power or automatically withdraws, he will continue to participate in the next fighting skills until he wins ten consecutive games to win the Fighting Skill King.

The last time the Yijin period group won the personal fighting skills was a miserable victory, and one arm was cut off, so he had no choice but to withdraw from this fighting skills.

Yin Xiang and another winner continued to participate in tonight's fighting skills.

The other three and Yang Teng are the newcomers tonight.

There is no doubt that the five monks in the Yijin stage group all regarded Yang Teng as their best promotion opponent.

In their eyes, Yang Teng was almost equivalent to 100,000 bottles of spirit-gathering pills.

Yang Teng is worth more than Yin Xiang and the other winner. After all, Yin Xiang and the two wins are the third battle he participated in. If he meets Yang Teng, it is almost equivalent to allowing him to participate in the next fourth battle. Yang Teng’s value to him is equivalent to 400,000 bottles of spirit gathering pills.

Feeling the fiery gazes of several people, Yang Teng sneered: "There is no fixed number for who loses in the arena. It is not that you will definitely win if you have a little higher cultivation level. If I draw you, the battle tonight will be easier. I have prepared for a month, which is a waste."

"Boy, you're crazy enough. You'd better pray that you won't be my opponent, otherwise you'll just wait to be carried out." Two cold lights burst out from the bearded man's eyes.

"That's not necessarily the case. Drawing lots determines the opponent. Maybe I will face this Dongzhou boy." Another monk, Yang Teng, regarded it as his preferred target for promotion.

It doesn't seem to matter only Yin Xiang, and it doesn't matter who becomes his opponent.

As he was talking, the lottery began.

The six monks were divided into three games, and two monks with the same number fought against each other.

Yin Xiang, the winner of the last fighting skill, and another monk, can draw lots first.

The two of them won the second and third draws respectively, indicating that they will not have a duel.

As the only monk in Dongzhou, the arena is also a favorable treat to Yang Teng, and he was given the third draw.

As a result, Yang Teng won the No. 1 draw.

Didn't meet Yin Xiang and another last winner.

As soon as the result came out, the other three looked at Yang Teng with bright eyes. One of them would definitely meet Yang Teng, it depends on who was so lucky.

The lottery number not only represents the selection of opponents, but also the order of appearance. Yang Teng is number one, and will wait for another number one to appear, and the two will play in the first round of the Yijin period group's personal fighting skills.

"Blessed by the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, let me draw this boy from Dongzhou!" The bearded man muttered something.

I don’t know if his prayers had a huge effect or his luck was better, but he drew another No. 1 draw.
Chapter completed!
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