To Tian San's disappointment, Wang Teng did not show any disappointed expression, but returned to Old Man Feng and Liu Susu, quietly waiting for his game.
The game progressed very quickly. After half an hour, it was Wang Teng's turn. Without any suspense, Lin Yuan's loser Tian San was defeated by Hei Kui within a minute, and the teeth in his mouth were even knocked out.
There were several of them, and his face was as swollen as a pig's head, and he looked miserable.
When Wang Teng saw him, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Laugh, I made you laugh, but you won't be able to laugh anymore. Nie Wei will definitely beat you like a dead dog." Tian San glared at Wang Teng and sneered.
"Xiao Wang, you have to be careful and don't underestimate the enemy. Nie Wei's strength is not simple." Old Man Feng warned.
Liu Susu nodded gently to him.
Under the sympathetic, gloating, indifferent, and mocking eyes of everyone, Wang Teng stepped onto the yellow-letter competition stage.
"Nobody, I will defeat you in one minute. You should feel honored to lose in my hands, hehehe." Nie Wei let his hair down, his fierce face was full of playfulness and disdain, and he tickled Wang Teng.
pointing fingers.
He was bare-handed and did not bring any weapons with him. He seemed to be very confident in his own strength. Perhaps he felt that an opponent like Wang Teng was not worthy of him using weapons at all.
"Strong is very strong, but I'm afraid it's just an illusion." Wang Teng smiled instead of being angry, and also raised his fingers at Nie Wei.
"Be careful, originally I just planned to beat you down, but now, if you don't beat me, kneel down and beg for mercy, I won't let you go down." Faced with Wang Teng's provocation, Nie Wei suddenly felt a fierce energy in his body.
Aroused, he stepped forward, and his two-meter-tall body rushed towards Wang Teng like a demon bear.
"Overlord split." As soon as Nie Wei came to Wang Teng, his two thick arms, like the claws of a tiger, slapped Wang Teng hard. This scene immediately made many cultivators jump with fear, as if they had seen
The scene where Wang Teng was covered in blood.
"What? You dodged it." The next second, many cultivators exclaimed. Wang Teng's body was as nimble as a swallow, and he easily dodged Nie Wei's lightning-fast attack.
"It's full of flaws, I'll defeat you." Wang Teng suddenly came behind Nie Wei, and the Heaven-Suppressing Palm, which he had practiced hard for a month, danced out, containing more than six hundred kilograms of strength.
Although this force is not even 60% as powerful as Wang Teng's, it is still a great threat to any third-level Taoist cultivator. Moreover, the Heaven-Suppressing Palm Technique is very fast, giving Nie Wei no chance to dodge.
He slapped him three times on the back.
"Papa papa!" It was as if mountains hit Nie Wei's body, causing several bones on his back to break. Under the influence of the huge force, he fell to his knees on the ground, with the hard jade under his feet.
, tiny cracks actually appeared.
"You..., you..." Nie Wei fell to the ground. While struggling to get up, he looked at Wang Teng with extremely incredible eyes. Because he was too surprised, the words in his mouth became intermittent.
"Stop struggling, lie down and rest! No one will blame you." Wang Teng clapped his hands and raised his chin slightly. Under the sunlight, his handsome face had sharp edges and a cool look.
"You..." Nie Wei still couldn't say what he said. He barely got up and suddenly fell down again, completely losing his ability to fight.
"This..." The cultivators in the audience were completely silent. Everyone was obviously still reacting to Wang Teng's victory.
"Nie Wei lost his ability to fight, and Wang Teng won." Even the presiding elder was stunned for a moment before he came over to check on Nie Wei's injuries and then announced.
Under the blow of more than 600 kilograms from the Heaven-Suppressing Palm, even Nie Wei's body could not bear it. His back was fractured and he was naturally unable to continue fighting.
"One move, just one move, I read that right!"
"Oh my god! Is that person still Wang Teng? He actually defeated Nie Wei with just one move."
"No, this is impossible. Is Nie Wei seriously injured and only has 10% of his combat power left? Otherwise, how could Wang Teng defeat him like this?" The cultivator who woke up from the petrified state said
Keep exclaiming.
"Senior Brother Lin, how could this happen? Did that loser Wang Teng cheat? He can't be that powerful." In a corner of the competition platform, Tian San had other disciples who looked down on Wang Teng. At this time, his heart felt like
Like being stabbed with a sword.
They cannot accept this fact.
"Wang Teng is actually hiding so deep! Judging from the moves just now, his strength is more than 600 kilograms, matching his speed. I'm afraid this guy can really enter the top ten." Lin Yuan's face was gloomy,
There was an inexplicable sense of crisis in my heart.
"No, even if he can enter the top ten, so what, he will definitely not be able to get the first place, let alone enter the fourth level of Taoji in more than a month. When the time comes, killing him will still be the same as killing an ant.
Easy." Lin Yuan snorted coldly.
"Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect that such a dark horse would suddenly appear in this competition? Wang Teng, right? But with his strength, it will not affect our bet." In an attic not far from the competition platform,
Yunlong, Zhao Tengfei, and Yuan Ming sat lazily on the Grand Master's chair and glanced at Wang Teng indifferently.
"Of course, the first place in this competition must be Wang Yang, hehe." Zhao Tengfei said with disdain.
"Who will find out soon? Your spirit stones are all ready." Yuan Ming sneered.
At this moment, Wang Teng has simply become the focus of this competition, and has even overshadowed Hei Kui, Wang Yang, and Liu Feng to a certain extent. He was too ordinary before, and no one would have thought that he would be so ordinary.
An ordinary little person can suddenly become so powerful.
"Did Wang Teng get some adventure and his strength began to improve by leaps and bounds?"
"It's very possible, otherwise, he has been hiding his strength in the past, waiting for this competition to stand out."
"I have to say that he is very scheming. He has indeed done it. He can even defeat Nie Wei. There is no big problem in entering the top ten."
"After the competition, the sect will definitely re-test his bones. His cultivation has improved so fast, and he probably has six or seven bones."
"Seven, that's impossible. He only has six at most. But having six bones at the third level of Daoji is pretty good. He is proud enough." A group of cultivators kept talking, so that the following
After a few games, not many people paid attention.
At noon, the third round of eliminations also came to an end. Among the thirty contestants, there were actually five ancestor contestants who were eliminated because they were both injured and could not tell the winner. The last ten remaining contestants became the top ten of the sect.
Looking at the ten disciples gathered on the Tianzi Competition Platform, the cultivators around them were full of envy. Being among the top ten means that they are already entry-level disciples, and their future cultivation path will become even more complicated.
The smoother you go, the farther you go.
When Wang Teng returned to Old Man Feng and Liu Susu, the old man was speechless with excitement. In his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life, the rolling tears were enough to explain everything. Do you need to use words to describe it?
Wang Teng held the old man's hand and looked very excited. He had not forgotten what Old Man Feng had done for him in the six months since he was sent by Xiaochi.
"Master! I have not let you down. Now that I am an entry-level disciple, I will take care of everything from now on. And Susu, I will not let anyone bully you again."
"Hehe! Don't be too happy too early. Don't forget that in more than a month, you and I will have a life-and-death battle. At that time, I will personally dash all your hopes. Liu Susu, don't think you have found a support.
"Wang Teng, this waste, can't protect you. No one else can get the things I throw away." A harsh voice, like a sharp sword, completely cut off this warm scene.
Lin Yuan held his head high, his mouth filled with a cold sneer.
Wang Teng clenched his fist, then suddenly released it the next moment. He didn't even look at Lin Yuan, and said to Old Man Feng and Liu Susu: "There are a lot of people talking nonsense here, let's talk when we go back."
"Papa!" Lin Yuan's face turned gloomy for a while, his fingers made a snapping sound, and a cold murderous intent came out of his eyes. After a long time, he began to calm down.
The top ten have been settled, and every cultivator selected can become an entry-level disciple. However, the selection competition has not really ended. The top three must be selected from among them, and generous rewards will be given to them respectively.
In addition to a large number of spiritual coins, the rewards even include talismans and precious elixirs. For example, the first place winner has the third-grade elixir Daotong Dan. Such good things are difficult to obtain even if there are spiritual coins in Xiaochi City.
To buy it, you have to go to the big city of cultivators tens of thousands of miles away, where not only third-grade elixirs are bought and sold, but even spiritual weapons are available. It is a truly prosperous place.
The next day, the competition continued, but the competition venue was set up on the Tianzi Competition Stage. The ten cultivators quickly picked their opponents. Wang Teng’s opponent was a powerful outer disciple.
I participated in the trials years ago, but was eliminated.
Moreover, the match between Wang Teng and him was actually arranged in the first match, which attracted much attention. Wang Teng went up to the competition stage, glanced at the opponent, and showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. The figure of his opponent
He was about the same height as himself, about 1.8 meters tall, and his eyes looked a bit sinister, and the ambition in his heart was clearly revealed.
"That's Dong Yue. He has been in the Xiaochi Sect for three or four years. He has been practicing hard at the third level of Daoji for nearly two and a half years. He has few opponents."
"Do you think Wang Teng has a chance to win this time? Dong Yue's strength is not comparable to that of Nie Wei. He also has ambitions to compete for the first place this time."
"Yeah! I heard that he alone has killed a first-level monster with his bare hands. Even three or four third-level Taoist cultivators are no match for him."
"Wang Teng's luck has stopped here. Although he has been hiding deeply, after all, he has only been practicing for a short period of time. The strongest will always have the strongest. Once he encounters a stronger one, he will definitely be defeated." Outside the venue.
The audience couldn't help but start talking at this time.
Some cultivators have been watching the competition in front of the other three competition stages and have not seen Wang Teng's strength. Therefore, they are full of curiosity about this suddenly rising figure, but they are not optimistic about it.