Chapter 2438: Tragic (1/2)

The more the competition comes later, the more intense the battle, in order to compete for the promotion spot, both sides of the battle are doing their best.

Except for a few people who are obviously strong, the other people are almost the same, so every battle is very cruel.

Some monks did not hesitate to fight hard with their opponents in order to attack the next round, and as a result, both were injured, resulting in a tragic victory and unable to continue participating in the next round of duel.

After this round, the number of monks who entered the top 1,000 was actually 1,108.

The fraction can be ignored, and it is regarded as a thousand people.

Then compete for the top five hundred.

At the end of the draw, Yang Teng did not pay attention to his opponent.

The gambling is over, it doesn't matter which opponent is drawn to him, his only goal is to beat the top spot.

I believe that among these monks, no one is his opponent.

Ming Cheng three people value their opponents very much. They have entered the top 1,000. Each opponent is very important. It is a huge victory to be able to defeat an opponent and move forward.

In this round, the first four members of the Flying Dragon Sect were Yang Teng.

Without the trouble of gambling, Niu Dingtian would naturally not pay a high price to buy out his opponent.

This opponent was eager to try and wanted to fight Yang Teng fiercely.

Don't expect to defeat Yang Teng, if you can hold on to a few more moves under his hands, it is a huge victory, and this is the capital to brag about in the future.

It's a pity that he is not a disciple of the Flying Dragon Sect, and Yang Teng will never give him this opportunity to become famous.

”Sect Master Long please!” The monk bowed his hand to Yang Teng, then drew his sword and attacked.

”Ding!” Yang Teng raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's sword. With two fingers, he grabbed the opponent's sword and turned around, grabbing the hilt, and resting the sword on the opponent's neck.

”Flying Dragon Zonglong San won!” The referee did not dare to neglect, and quickly announced the result.

The opponent collapsed and took the sword from Yang Teng, ”Thank you for the mercy of Sect Master Long. I am not able to measure my strength, and I also imagined that I could hold on to several tricks under Sect Master Long.”

Yang Teng smiled indifferently, he had already entered another realm, and he was completely uninterested in these quasi-emperor realm opponents.

Looking at this competition, there are not many monks that he can admire. Except for a few monks who are capable of competing for the top ten, Yang Teng is not even interested in asking the other's name.

Easily advanced to the top 500, Yang Teng walked out of the duel.

When encountering Yang Teng, this monk was destined to be unfortunate, and there was no room to fight back.

At the same time, he was lucky. He didn't need to fight fiercely like other monks before he could tell the victory or defeat in the end, and he was in danger of being seriously injured or even killed.

Leaving the duel unharmed, this cultivator had a complicated expression, and he secretly made up his mind to cultivate hard, even if he didn't defeat Yang Teng, at least he couldn't have such a big gap with others.

The duel between the three of Mingcheng was not as easy as Yang Teng.

The three of them all advanced to the top 500 in the end, but they all went through a **** battle. Mingcheng's condition was a little better, his arm was injured, and a scary wound ran through the entire arm.

Qi Rui lost a hand, and Lu Fei was even more miserable, and a leg was cut off.

The situation of the three of them is so miserable, the situation of the opponent can be imagined.

Fortunately, this kind of injury does not delay the next round of the duel. If you take a break and adjust, you can recover.

One thousand one hundred and eight people competed against each other in pairs. It stands to reason that five hundred and fifty-four people should advance to the next round.

In fact, only 488 people successfully advanced to the next round.

Some monks were seriously injured and could not recover in a short time. Continue to participate in the next round of duel, but also to give away food and give their opponents a chance to advance.

There are still a few people who die with their opponents!

Yang Teng once again urged Mingcheng three people, ”Now we have all advanced to the top 500, I know you all want to go further and hit a better ranking. But you must remember that personal safety is the most important thing.”

”Your performance in the competition makes me very satisfied. I don't want any accidents. I lose any of you. Understand!”

In Yang Teng's view, in order to compete for the promotion place is understandable, all want to show themselves as much as possible.

But there is no need to fight to the end. This is not a life-and-death hatred. In order to advance to the next round, it is meaningless to fight both sides in the end.

Give up duel at the critical moment and save yourself to have a future.

Isn't the meaning of getting a good ranking for Dabi is to make a name for yourself, and spell out a bright road for yourself.

People are dead, what future is there, no matter how bright the road is, does it matter to them?

All three of Mingcheng nodded in agreement. As for what they thought in their hearts, that wasn't necessarily true.

The big match continued, and Qi Rui was the first player from the Flying Dragon Sect.

Yang Teng brought the disciples of Flying Dragon Sect to the scene to cheer for Qi Rui.

Qi Rui played very hard this game, and the opponents were very strong. The two of them fought for almost two hours, and it seemed that the time limit was approaching.

Qi Rui staggered suddenly, as if his successor was weak and his body was overdrawn.