Chapter 1110: Get out of the theater

The first thousand and ten chapters get out of the viewing area

As the battle zone in the Juyuan Period became boring, more monks poured into the viewing battle zone in the Lianxu Period.

Yang Teng and the three came to the Lianxu Stage Watching Battlefield, and the cultivators saw Yang Teng and stepped aside, letting the three go to the front to watch the duel.

Shui Wuchang was convinced, this is the respect that Yang Teng has won with his own strength.

There is no powerful force behind Yang Teng, and it is said that he has also fallen out with the saints. Judging from Yang Teng's performance today, the relationship with those saints is indeed not very good.

These monks spontaneously gave Yang Teng a way out. This was a respect for a strong man and the recognition that Yang Teng won with his strength.

Come to the edge of the viewing area and stand in the best position to watch the battle between the strong in the refining period.

The two monks in the battle zone are fighting hard.

One of them is Dongzhou monk and the other is Zhongzhou monk.

The Zhongzhou monk happened to use a long knife.

Yang Teng looked at it for a moment, and pointed at Zhaotong with his finger, "Have you seen that, although the Zhongzhou monk has a high level of cultivation, his sword skills are not very good, and he suppresses the opponent by the difference in his cultivation. I think his sword skills should have been. The way he walks is endless, and when it is displayed in his hands, it has a mighty taste."

Zhaotong wondered, "What's wrong with this? The difference between swordsmanship and swordsmanship is not the mighty power of swordsmanship."

"Not necessarily, there are many types of knives, so knives are also divided into many types. Each type of knives requires strict knives to be used, and it is a mistake to use long knives to perform endless knives. "

Yang Teng hadn't finished speaking, and someone next to him said disapprovingly: "You, a little cultivator in the Juyuan Period, dare to comment on the strengths of the Void Refining Period. What a big tone!"

Yang Teng turned his head and glanced at this man, "It seems that this fellow Taoist is also a swordsman."

"You don’t dare to be a swordsman! The old man only knows that you have to study diligently and ask questions, don’t be too arrogant. You are a young monk in the Yuan Dynasty, what qualifications do you have to give advice to the old man’s disciples! But I don’t know what you have achieved in swordsmanship. Come out and let the old man learn." The monk said proudly.

Shui Wuchang looked at the monk in surprise, "Don't you know him? Didn't you go to the Juyuan Period to watch the battle?"

The monk snorted coldly: "Juyuan period? As a semi-holy cultivation base in the refining period, is it necessary to watch a group of young guys in the Juyuan period play foolishly."

"Half Saint, it's amazing! People who don't know think you are the emperor!" Yang Teng replied.

What happened to the Juyuan Period? Didn't you, the half saint, come from the Juyuan Period back then?

"Asshole thing! The old man has no time to care about you!" The semi-sage is paying attention to the disciple duel, and he doesn't have more energy to care about it with Yang Teng.

Yang Teng didn't bother to take care of this semi-holy. There were so many arrogant people, but modest and prudent people were rare.

Continuing to talk about sword art with Zhaotong, Yang Teng unceremoniously pointed out the shortcomings of the Zhongzhou monk's sword art, "Look, he is tough and not long enough, but not long enough, causing this kind of sword art to be displayed in his hands. Nondescript. I dare say that it won’t take long before he will be defeated."

"What! You arrogant and ignorant thing, dare to say that the old man's disciple was defeated!" While the semi-sage was paying attention to the disciple duel, he was listening to Yang Teng's conversation.

Yang Teng asked back: "Why, can't your apprentice fail? Could the battle for geniuses be held by your family? If your disciples enter the battle zone, others are not allowed to win!"

"You! You are full of nonsense!" The semi-holy strongman furiously, "Where do you see that the old man's disciple will lose this matchup! If you don't make it clear today, the old man can't spare you!"

"I was scared to death!" Yang Teng looked at this semi-holy with pretending horror, "Have you seen, this powerful semi-holy expert can't spare me! I am really scared to death!"

Yang Teng's tone changed, "I don't know how many saints can't spare me, how old are you!"

"Bastard thing! Old man..."

The saint’s words were not finished yet, and Yang Teng was mercilessly interrupted, “Don’t be an old man, I warn you never to take action in the viewing area, otherwise you will be driven out even if you are a saint. Being driven out of the viewing area must be more attractive than the duel inside."

The half-sage was trembling with anger, but he was helpless with Yang Teng.

"Why do you say that the old man's disciple was defeated!" Half Saint asked, panting.

"It's very simple, you, the master, taught the apprentice wrong. You are teaching the apprentice in a self-righteous way. I dare say that your apprentice will be defeated if he insists on at most five strokes." Yang Teng not only said that the Zhongzhou monk fell. Lose, and will fail within five strokes.

"Impossible!" Half-Saint didn't need to look at it. His disciple had an absolute advantage, how could it be defeated within five moves? Isn't this a big joke?

"If he can stick to the sixth move, I will immediately get out of the viewing area and never come in again to be embarrassed." Yang Teng insisted that this semi-sage disciple could not stick to the sixth move.

"I want to bet with the old man, if the old man's disciple loses, the old man will immediately get out of the viewing area!" Ban Sheng shouted angrily.

"Okay! The first move!" Yang Teng didn't take advantage, and immediately started counting.

After the first move, the disciple who was still a half-sage took the absolute advantage, a long knife was mighty and invincible, and suppressed the opponent with no power to fight back.

Don't say that the opponent defeated him within the remaining four moves, self-protection has become a problem.

The triumphant and disdainful expression on Half Saint's face.

Shui Wuchang secretly worried for Yang Teng and watched the duel carefully. What nonsense are you talking about? This is a shame.

Zhaotong's thoughts were different from Shui Wuchang. He stood on Yang Teng's side very firmly, even if Yang Teng said that the half-holy disciple was defeated within one move, he would not hesitate to support it.

Yang Teng could only watch him use the bright moon scimitar a few times, and his comprehension of this kind of sword technique far exceeded him. Zhaotong was sure that Yang Teng definitely had this ability.

"Second trick!" Yang Teng did not shame, and reported the trick truthfully.

The smile on the face of the semi-sage powerhouse grew stronger, he kept nodding slightly, and said in his mouth: "As expected, he is a disciple trained by the old man. He has the demeanor of the old man. From this disciple, the old man is worth his life."

After the second move was displayed, the Eastern State cultivator was forced to retreat three more steps, and the advantage of the Central State cultivator became more obvious.

Many people around heard the entanglement between Yang Teng and the semi-sage, and they shook their heads and sighed. Yang Teng was still too young. He had just achieved a little achievement in the Juyuan Period and forgot who he was. With the effort, the tail is up to the sky.

It is also a good thing for young people to suffer some setbacks, which is good for his future growth.

"Third trick!" Yang Teng continued to report. After this trick, the Central State monk still occupies an absolute advantage, suppressing the Eastern State monk with no power to fight back.

The semi-sage hand twists his beard and his face is triumphant. Regardless of whether the disciple can defeat his opponent, there are still two moves to reach the agreement of five moves. No matter how you look at it, his proud disciple can't fail.

Yang Teng pointed to the opposing battle zone and said to Zhaotong: "Have you noticed that the cultivator in Central Zhou has already suffered from a lack of support. The root cause of this is that his continuous sword skills have been turned into mighty swords by him. Technique. The scene looks very beautiful, but in fact, he is not far from defeat. The next move he will feel exhausted, and the fifth move will undoubtedly be defeated."

Regarding Yang Teng's promise, the monks even thought it was Yang Teng's stubborn mouth. In this situation, they dare to say that the fifth move will undoubtedly be defeated. What a courage.

However, it seemed pretty good to see Yang Teng rolling out of the viewing area.

The monks waited for Yang Teng to fail with the mentality of watching the excitement.

"Fourth move! His cut is not as powerful as before!" Zhaotong exclaimed.

Countless pairs of eyes have also seen it, and everyone shouted and did not understand. The last move still occupies an absolute advantage. How can it become like this after one move?

The cultivator of Zhongzhou slashed with this knife, soft and weak, as if his strength had been drained, and the light of the long sword was much dim.

what's the situation! Half Saint was taken aback. He knew his disciple well, how could such a thing happen!

He didn't understand, and the monks around were even more puzzled.

Even the Dongzhou monk in the war zone couldn't understand, the opponent had always had the upper hand, why suddenly became so unbearable.

This means that he has acted too cautiously, and if it is replaced by Yang Teng, this move will defeat the opponent, and will not give the opponent a chance to make the fifth move.

When the Zhongzhou monk displayed his fifth sword, anyone could tell that he lost.

How could the Dongzhou monk miss such a good opportunity again, kicking the long sword in the opponent's hand, and the sword resting on the opponent's neck.

The monk from Zhongzhou was blushing and bowed his head to admit defeat.

The Eastern State cultivator didn't have trouble for him, retracted the long sword, and let the Central State cultivator leave the battle zone.

"Awesome, it really failed in five moves! How did you see it!" Shui Wuchang exclaimed with excitement.

Zhaotong admired Yang Teng even more. Only Yang Teng could see that this cultivator in Zhongzhou would undoubtedly lose, and he had calculated the first trick to fail, what strength this was!

Yang Teng faintly smiled: "Actually, it's nothing. I have a little bit of my own experience of swordsmanship. I usually practice more swords and be less self-righteous. It's not difficult to see this."

The surrounding monks disapproved of Yang Teng's words, and they were all nonsense. If they just practiced the sword more, they would be able to see this, then wouldn't everyone be able to become a sword master.

"Huh? The semi-saint strong guy, didn't he say that his disciple will definitely win, why is it gone?" Shui Wuchang deliberately shouted loudly.

The surrounding monks burst into laughter: "The Half-Holy is out of the viewing area."

Yang Teng smiled and shook his head. Some people are like this. They always like to be self-righteous and think that they are superior.

Once hit by reality, but don't want to improve their own ability, full of complaints.