Chapter 1783

This time, the monks present did not desert, but they were not prepared.

Not to mention them, even the Deacon didn't have any preparation. He thought Ye Tianze would wait for something.

But he didn't expect that ye Tianze didn't follow the rules at all. After reading their respective numbers, he shot immediately.

If it's a fierce fight, forget it, but what the hell is this NIMA?

One punch smashed a Shiyan clan. It was estimated that the Shiyan clan was the most wronged. It was too late to warm up when they just came out, so they died in the hands of Ye Tianze.

After a long silence, the martial arts arena was silent, but no one could see the details of Ye Tianze.

All I know is that the slave in front of me has strong strength, but he is only in the Xuandi realm, and has not even reached the peak of the Ninth level of Xuandi.

But he is a leader in strength and speed among monks of the same level.

"It seems that another black horse will appear in the slave dojo. I don't know whether he can win ten games in a row!"

This is the view of most monks.

The Deacon glanced at Ye Tianze coldly. The purpose of the slave martial arts center is to gamble. Ye Tianze is good.

How can you earn Wu Xun points when you kill your opponent without waiting for someone to bet?

However, according to the rules, he can't blame Ye Tianze, because after reading the number, he can fight, which is in line with the rules.

"Well, it's really good. No matter who you are, if you win ten games, even if I lose!"

The Deacon said fiercely from the bottom of his heart.

He winked at the friars around him. It was clear that he wanted to choose a powerful friar.

"Xuanwu clan!"

As soon as the friar came up, he startled the whole audience.

This is a Xuanwu clan. As soon as he appeared, he expanded his body, huge tortoise shells, and limbs like pillars of heaven, showing huge authority.

In chaos, although the defense of the Xuanwu family is not the strongest, it can definitely be ranked in the top 100.

After reading the number, the Deacon quickly said, "this battle, odds..."

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the Deacon's heart trembled slightly. There was an ominous feeling, and then he looked at the field. There was no Xuanwu corpse on the scene, but a little blood left.

"One punch, another punch, beat a Xuanwu into powder!", "what's the origin of this guy? He's really a monk in Xuandi? Why do I feel that he's stronger than ordinary Xuantian!"

"It's too fierce. One punch to smash the avalanche rock clan and the Xuanwu clan, and pinch and explode the Tianmo clan. He must be a black horse, a black horse in the slave martial arts arena."

On the slave martial arts arena, there was a panic. People felt terrible for ye Tianze's two fists.

The Deacon's face was livid. He looked at Ye Tianze and saw the opportunity in his eyes, because ye Tianze was too unruly.

If you didn't obey the rules before, you didn't know the situation. If you didn't obey the rules just now, you were definitely beating him in the face.

He glared at Ye Tianze fiercely and almost didn't say "wait for me".

However, in the following time, the Deacon did not find his face. He almost selected all the powerful slaves in the slave camp to fight with Ye Tianze.

However, ye Tianze still punches. No matter what opponent you are or what ethnic group you are, you punch them into powder, and even the body is not left.

There was a dead silence in the martial arts arena. The monks present didn't know what to say. They won nine games in a row and had a rest on the way.

This is not the one in front of him. He won nine games in a row, with an interval of no more than half an hour at most. This half hour is still due to the fact that the process of selecting slaves who can hold on is also very simple.

It was either pinched or punched. Almost none of the slaves behind had suffered the second move of Ye Tianze.

After the crisp end of the ninth game, almost all the monks present could see the Deacon's twitching face in the martial arts arena.

After another battle, the slave in front of us will be free.

"Do you want to continue?"

The Deacon's voice trembled slightly, obviously holding a surge of anger, which could not be vented.

"Continue."

Ye Tianze said.

The Deacon turned around and looked at the sergeants around him. They all looked embarrassed. It seemed that they were saying that we couldn't find any friars who could get a punch from him in the slave camp.

"If you can't find it here, go to other slave camps. If you let him free today, you will be fined for one year!"

The Deacon preached, "Xuandi territory is not good. Then find a Xuantian territory and ask for the best and strongest slave!"

The sergeants immediately left with nothing but promise. They seemed to have a goal. There was more than one slave camp and more than one slave martial arts center in the whole Kaiyang city.

It was a long wait, but the monks in the martial arts arena didn't mean to leave, because they all knew that now it was no longer a struggle between slaves and slaves.

It was a fight between wudaochang and the slave.

Although it has also happened before. If slaves win nine games, they will arrange the strongest opponent, but this time is different.

During this waiting time, the great power on the flying boat came late.

When he learned that ye Tianze had won nine games and that wudaochang was looking for a strong opponent for him in the last game, he couldn't help opening his mouth.

He did not participate in the affairs of the martial arts center, nor did he mean to arrange an opponent for ye Tianze, because he knew it very well.

This time, Wu Daochang will definitely find an opponent that ye Tianze can't defeat at all.

A few hours later, the opponent appeared. He was a monk in xuantianjing. As soon as he appeared, he caused an uproar in the whole martial arts arena.

"It's him, the nine game winning ape demon slave!"

"This time, some people saw that the wudaochang even used xuantianjing slaves to deal with xuandijing slaves. This intention is too obvious."

"It's also that he doesn't have eyes and blocks the wealth of the martial arts center. Monk xuantianjing, I heard that this guy won nine consecutive games when he was caught. The martial arts center doesn't know what to do with him."

The monks present began to talk.

Seeing the ape demon slave appear, the deacon was relieved. He clenched his teeth, glared at him fiercely, and read out the number of the ape demon slave.

This time, ye Tianze didn't do it immediately, but looked at the ape demon slave frowning, but he wasn't afraid.

Instead, I was thinking about how strong it would take to blow up the ape demon slave and end this boring battle.

Just then, when the Deacon finished reading the number, the friars present immediately began to bet, also one for ten.

Ye Tianze is naturally the ten, and the ape demon slave is the one.

Seeing ye Tianze frowning, the Deacon finally breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the ape demon slave won, he was willing to swallow that breath first.

"Boom"

A frightening force appeared, followed by a loud noise. The xuantianjing ape demon slave was turned into powder as before.

Still only one punch was used, but the power of this punch was stronger than any punch before.

The ape demon slave, who won nine games in a row, was blasted before he even had time to lift his hand.