Ren Fu was already ready. He also heard about the title of Yang Teng, a quick-knife boy. He knew that Yang Teng killed his opponent with one sword, and was wary of Yang Teng's quick-knife.

"Quick-knife boy? Something that is overestimated, no matter how fast you are, no matter how fast you are, you are a duckweed without a foundation!" Ren Fu said disdainfully.

When a master fights, there is no time left for you to talk nonsense.

Ren Fu still underestimated the enemy. He had the ninth level of the Yijin stage, and was a full fourth level higher than Yang Teng. He felt that such a huge gap in cultivation was just a slight effort to defeat Yang Teng.

Before the nonsense could be finished, Yang Teng's long sword had already arrived in front of him.

"Ah! So fast!" Ren Fu's problem was not changed, and he still shouted while drawing his sword.

The sword in his hand stood upright, trying to block Yang Teng's long sword, and then landed down and attacked Yang Teng.

Ren Fu has absolute confidence that he will definitely knock Yang Teng's long sword away in this moment, and the next sword will definitely kill Yang Teng!

"Crotch!" With a crisp sound, Ren Fu felt that the sword in his hand had become lighter.

What's going on! Ren Fu quickly looked at the sword in his hand.

The part where the sword and the long sword collided was cut off, and he had a small piece of sword left in his hand, which was not much longer than a dagger.

Ren Fu really wanted to scold Yang Teng, but he actually used the magic weapon fighting skills. What is the difference between this and cheating?

But he found that he couldn't open his mouth and couldn't speak.

Then he found that the whole world had turned dark, and then Ren Fu lost consciousness.

"Puff!" A burst of passion shot in the air, and Ren Fu's head fell to the ground with a groan.

Yang Teng withdrew his knife, his arms trembled, and the blood on the blade shook off.

Holding the knife, his arm was raised high, and he drew a semicircle in the air.

"Quick-kill boy!Quick-kill boy!"

The audience burst into cheers, with amazing momentum, and the sound of gatherings was even about to lift the dome of the arena.

More than 50,000 people once again witnessed Yang Teng killing his opponent with one sword.

Ren Fu, who has been making a fuss, doesn't even have a chance to fight back. I guess he doesn't know how he died before he dies.

Putting away the long sword, Yang Teng turned around and left the arena.

"Good boy! I am worthy of being a quick knife boy. I look forward to fighting with you!" Yin Xiang's eyes burst out with two shimmers. He had already treated Yang Teng as his real opponent.

Some people may think that Yang Teng used the sharpness of the long sword to kill Ren Fu with one knife.

Yin Xiang didn't think so. He saw a lot from Yang Teng's sword. This was definitely not a victory or defeat that could be determined by the sharpness of a sword. Ren Fu is not a weak opponent. Yang Teng cut off Ren Fu's sword and made him avoid it. It can be seen how fast Yang Teng's sword is!

Yang Teng responded, "Let's talk about it when you save your life. Don't fall in this game. My opponent can't be so weak."

One sentence made Yin Xiang feel full of fighting, "It's not just you who can kill the opponent with one sword, but I, Yin Xiang, can do it!"

Yang Teng no longer argues with Yin Xiang, and focuses on the arena.

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The two monks smiled helplessly and helped each other out of the arena.

Back at the waiting area, the two brothers and brothers discussed that since they had not become life-and-death enemies, they simply went out to drink together.

Such situations occur from time to time in the arena, and some people become brothers of life and death who are not acquainted with each other. This is the so-called inexplicable love between men.

Yang Teng looked at the fighting skills quietly. He didn't scream like others. He only stood up when Yin Xiang appeared.

Yin Xiang stood in the arena, like a tiger full of strength. After hearing the announcement, the long sword suddenly fell down.

"Destroy the world!"

With a loud shout, Yin Xiang launched a fierce attack.

The opponent was not showing weakness, and danced two swords to meet Yin Xiang.

Before the two of them could fight together, Yang Teng knew that Yin Xiang's opponent was defeated.

Using two swords at the same time makes it difficult to use both swords to the best. Often, two swords are not powerful enough.

But it is not absolute. A true swordsman can use both swords to the extreme to achieve true offense and defense.

Yin Xiang's opponent obviously can't do this.

So when facing Yin Xiang, it is his tragedy, and it will immediately become a stepping stone for Yin Xiang to advance.

Sure enough, Yin Xiang's long sword was extremely agile. He passed through his opponent's two swords and heavy swords and slashed his opponent's head with one sword.

"Swish!" Yin Xiang shook off the blood drops from the long sword and looked at Yang Teng.

It's full of provocation.

The audience cheered in unison, which was so exciting!

After the Quick Knife Boy, Yin Xiang also learned to cut down his opponent's head with one knife.

This is the fighting skill! This is the battle that passionate men participate in.

As for monks who die on the ground, no one cares about them, they will die if they die. There is no reason why fighting skills are not dead.

Yin Xiang walked down the arena, came to Yang Teng, pulled a chair and sat down, "Boy, it's not just your knife fast!"

"It's okay, I can barely get through it. If there is a sword master like me who guides you for a few years, you will become a sword master in the future." Yang Teng said calmly, his tone was like an elder who taught his younger generation a lesson.

Yin Xiang was almost vomited blood after being angry. Why is this boy from Dongzhou so thick-skinned!

Because Yang Teng and Yin Xiang's two fighting skills greatly accelerated the time, all of the fighting skills tonight ended within four hours.

Before leaving, Yang Teng left a sentence, "The downward shift is not stable enough, although his pace is fast, he is a little sloppy. Go back and practice well, otherwise you will die very quickly if you meet me!"

Yin Xiang's face turned pale, Yang Teng's words hit the key points. Although Yin Xiang's sword technique is exquisite and fast enough, the biggest problem has always been that the downward shift is not stable enough. If the opponent targets him downward shift, this is his biggest key point.

If he wanted to fight back against Yang Teng, Yin Xiang couldn't say anything. How could he fight back? Although what he said was ugly, he was correct, and he couldn't see what Yang Teng had.

Should we fight like that Ren Fu?

After leaving the arena, Crazy Demon Luo patted Yang Teng's shoulder happily, "Good boy! He's so angry, just do it!"

Yang Teng rolled his eyes, "Do you think there is still a chance to kill the opponent in the next game? You're thinking too much. I won two games in a row. No matter who fights with me later, people will definitely pay attention to me. It's a dream to think about killing the opponent so cleanly."

Yang Teng still has this self-knowledge. Once the opponent values ​​him, the huge gap in cultivation will be reflected.

His advantage is his flexible body skills and mysterious sword skills, and his combat power is super strong.

But there are also disadvantages, and the gap in cultivation is the biggest problem.

If the opponent can restrain his frivolity and adopt a steady strategy against him, it will be difficult for Yang Teng to defeat his opponent. It is not that he has no chance, but that he will have to work hard and must deal with it for a long time.

"Don't say so much. I will try my best to arrange for you with a slightly weaker opponent. It depends on your performance on the field." Crazy Roh laughed.

"Kuaidao boy, the battle tonight is very exciting, and I will persist in the next game. Next time, no matter what, I will bet you will win!" An audience member greeted Yang Teng loudly.

"Do it! This is the battle for men, it's so satisfying! I will win half of your score next time." Another monk shouted.

Yang Teng waved to everyone and said that these people supported him with the greatest enthusiasm in the arena, and it was necessary to establish a good relationship with the audience.

Although victory has no necessary relationship with audience support.

But the audience can boost morale.

Standing in the arena, tens of thousands of spectators shouted loudly to the Knight Boy. Although Yang Teng was a little dissatisfied with this title, his enthusiasm was instantly mobilized.

The combat effectiveness will be improved.

"I didn't expect that you have only been to Moluo City for a few days. After only two fighting skills, there are so many monks supporting you." Mad Demon Luo said enviously: "I have been in Moluo City for so many years. These guys call me Moluo in person, but they all say bad things about me behind my back."

"You should look for reasons in yourself and think about cheating others all day long. No matter how powerful you are in your hands, you can only gain superficial respect. No one regards you as a big shot in your heart and behind your back." Yang Teng sarcastically.

"What do you know at a young age? You dare to teach me a lesson! If a person loses power, do you know how terrible it is! I, Mad Demon Luo, have struggled to live from a humiliated young monk to this day and have his current status. Do you know how difficult it is! I cheated others? Do you know how many people have cheated me over the years!"

The Crazy Demon Luo suddenly became angry, which surprised Yang Teng. What's wrong with this old guy?

Mad Demon Luo looked excited. After yelling for a few words, he felt that he was venting in front of Yang Teng. It seemed that there was no need to. His expression darkened, "What's the use of this to tell you? Anyway, you can't understand how difficult it is to struggle to survive until now," he said.

Yang Teng sighed, "Old madman, I understand you very much. In fact, I have not been easy for many years. I was shocked by others and was confused every day. Later, I finally got the opportunity to turn things around. Over the years, I have been working hard every day, what am I doing! Sometimes I think it's boring. If I keep working so constantly, I will be a lifetime. Wouldn't it be good to live a free and easy life? But I still like this kind of life. This is life. If I become an old madman like you, I can't stand it."

Crazy Demon Luo raised his hand and slapped Yang Teng, "Can you speak human words? Are you comforting me or hurting me?"

"What's the use of comforting you? You are already terminally ill. No matter how advanced the pill is, you cannot cure your completely depraved and filthy heart. I am fighting poison with poison." After Yang Teng said that, he immediately flashed away from Mad Demon Luo.

Crazy Demon Luo laughed out loud: "The bastard, that is, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me! I didn't even have murderous intentions on you, so you will be lucky!"

"According to what you said, I have to thank you for not killing you."

"You know your identity!"
Chapter completed!