Chapter 1782

Soon, under the escort of the sergeant, ye Tianze entered the martial arts field and looked at the scene of a sea of people around. Ye Tianze felt like a beast.

This huge martial arts arena is more like a Colosseum. Countless monks waved flags and shouted just for the gambling ticket in their hands.

Standing opposite him was a monk of Tianmo clan. Ye Tianze felt his breath and was on the ninth step of Xuandi.

Although there was no dialogue, ye Tianze felt murderous from each other's eyes, which was a kind of killing intention that was about to win.

"This is my last game!"

The friar of Tianmo family said, "if I kill you, I will no longer be a slave!"

"Oh," said Ye Tianze, "I'm sorry."

"Excuse me?" the friar heard Ye Tianze's sarcasm in his tone and said coldly, "it's a pity that this is a chaotic home and this is a martial arts arena."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Ye Tianze didn't have a good way. "If you kill me, you can get freedom. If I kill you, you can go on to the next game."

Hearing the speech, the demon friar was stunned and said with a smile: "it seems that you are the first time to mess up your home. You don't know the rules of the martial arts arena. Did you see the rolls in the hands of those friars? The scene just carried out is over. Now I want to buy it again. If I do it now, don't I know the rules?"

Ye Tianze suddenly understood what he meant.

"However, most friars buy me. Although some friars will take risks to buy you, they are destined not to earn back."

Said the demon family.

Ye Tianze was speechless and didn't speak at all.

"Why don't you speak? You should cherish your last time," said the Tianmo friar. "Otherwise, you won't have a chance to speak again."

"Is this your last words?" Ye Tianze said calmly. "Unfortunately, no one will know except me."

"Hum, you have a big breath." the friar of Tianmo family said coldly, "it's a pity for you to meet..."

Before he finished, a strong wind came, and the friar of Tianmo family felt the danger. When he reacted, ye Tianze had come to him and stretched out his hand.

The friar of Tianmo family obviously didn't expect that ye Tianze should be so unruly and suddenly give him a hand, and he stretched out his hand so directly. Did he want to strangle his neck?

I'm kidding. How can you underestimate your opponent in a battle at the same level? Although his mouth is presumptuous, his heart still respects his opponent.

He stepped back and wanted to dodge. At the same time, Yuan Li gathered on his fist and was ready to give ye Tianze a heavy punch at the moment of dodging.

However, as soon as he dodged away, the hand followed his body. When he wanted to dodge again, he found that the hand was close to his flesh and quickly grasped his neck.

He could hardly believe the scene in front of him. The opponent's speed was far faster than him, but it also exposed the opponent's gap.

Because he was holding his neck with one hand, there was still a big gap in front of him. He raised his legs and hit Ye Tianze with his knees.

However, he just had the idea. A mountain like force broke out from his hands. He felt that his neck was like an egg, crushed by a mountain.

Then his body collapsed rapidly. At the last moment before his death, he finally understood the meaning of Ye Tianze's words.

He is psychologically intimidating his opponent, but ye Tianze is not intimidating. He has regarded himself as a dead man.

"Boom"

With a loud noise, under this terrible power, the demon friar turned into powder in an instant, and even blood did not spill, but evaporated squeezed by this power.

He clapped his hands and said to himself, "it seems that the monks in Xuandi territory can't stand my Yingying grip. I don't know how Xuantian territory is."

Ye Tianze didn't even use the yuan power of xingxuan to kill this Tianmo friar, but used less than one tenth of the power of master xingxuan.

As soon as the voice fell, the martial arts hall, which was just noisy, suddenly became quiet.

All the monks holding the lottery ticket shut their mouths. The scene just now only happened in an instant. Even some monks didn't see the scene and were busy buying the victory or defeat of the game, but the monk on the scene disappeared.

After a long time, a voice came out, read out Ye Tianze's number and announced his victory.

The wudaochang suddenly burst into a pot. Only a few monks saw the track of Ye Tianze's hand, but they didn't see it clearly.

Most of them basically didn't see ye Tianze's action. They only saw the scenic spot for nine games, leaving only the Tianmo slaves who were going to be free in the last game.

The rest didn't see ye Tianze's hand at all. The battle was over before they had time to watch.

If the deacon of the dojo had not announced Ye Tianze's victory, they would have thought whether the slave of the famous Tianmo clan had run away.

After a short surprise, most of the monks showed dissatisfaction except for praising Ye Tianze's strength.

Especially those friars who have just bought gambling tickets and lost before, at least you can see a wonderful competition.

I lost this time. I didn't even look at people. How can I feel better?

After the Deacon announced Ye Tianze's victory, he asked, "do you want to continue?"

Ye Tianze glanced. According to the rules, he can continue or go back to the slave camp to rest for a day and compete again.

The Deacon looked at his eyes and clearly threatened him. If he didn't continue, let alone the deacon, it is estimated that the friars of the whole martial arts field will not let him go.

"Continue!"

Ye Tianze nodded.

Hearing the speech, the friars in the martial arts arena were relieved. What most friars wanted to see was how ye Tianze killed the Tianmo slave.

After all, the famous demon clan just now won nine games in a row, but one game is short of freedom.

Although there are many such monks in the martial arts arena.

The Deacon quickly ordered a slave to come up. The slave was tall and started his prototype at the first time. Obviously, he was ready to go all out.

"Shiyan clan!"

The monks in the stands began to talk.

The original shape of this monk is a body of stones, as strong as a mountain. His body is full of the power of the mountain. It goes without saying.

This is the Shiyan family in chaos. It is the most rough skin and thick flesh. It can be called a shield.

The Deacon obviously chose the slaves of the Shiyan clan, because he still remembered the scene just now. He immediately remembered the number of the Shiyan clan.

"Boom"

Just after he announced, before he had time to let the monks present place a bet, he only heard a loud noise. The majestic Shiyan clan was punched through.

Then, the huge body, like a pile of sand, collapsed quickly.

Ye Tianze stood in place, clapped his hands and said, "next!"