"Old eight! Old eight..."

Yang Tiangang walked into the arena and looked curiously at the rich people who were betting with their money. Suddenly, he heard someone called "Lao Ba", and his voice sounded very familiar.

Yang Tianshun looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zhao Wu waving to him.

Around Zhao Wu is Xiao Fei with red hair, which looks very conspicuous. There are Zhou Feng, Liu Xiao, Wang Guang, Li Xuan and Liu Jian. All seven have arrived.

Yang Tian smiled happily and immediately walked over.

This competition field is like a small football field, but in the middle is a square competition field surrounded by iron bars. The iron fence is not very high, only about one meter. Xiao Fei, they are all martial arts, crowded by the iron fence.

"Old eight, after a while, go to heaven on earth, but you promised." Xiao Fei said with a smile.

"No problem!" Yang Tian nodded.

At this time, Yang Tianyang of Zhao WuChao raised the betting list in his hand and said with a smile: "old eight, I have taken out all the money I can use. If you win the bet, you must not lose, otherwise my daughter-in-law can\'t spare me."

"How much?" Yang Tian asked curiously.

Zhao Wu said, "five million! If you win, the five million will become twenty-five million. I\'ll pay for your treat later."

"Pa!"

As soon as Zhao Wu\'s voice fell, Zhou Feng patted Zhao Wu\'s head and said, "don\'t worry, old eight will win. Just wait and count the money!"

Zhao Wu touched his head and said with a bitter smile, "why did you hit me? You pressed 10 million, more than me!"

Zhou Feng smiled awkwardly.

"Old eight, they are all pressed less, they are all millions and tens of millions, but I have pressed 100 million!" Xiao Fei said at this time.

The teammates completely trusted themselves. Of course, Yang Tian was happy and said with a smile: "don\'t worry, you\'ll make enough money this time!"

Yang Tian must win, because losing is death!

After chatting with Xiao Fei and them for a while, Du Xiongwu finally arrived.

When Yang Tian and Du Xiongwu stood in the center of the competition field with weapons, the surrounding audience closed their mouths and looked at them without blinking, especially the martial artists.

Martial artists are the richest in the world. Almost all martial artists have made bets. Who wins or loses between Yang Tian and Du Xiongwu is related to their financial interests. Also, as a martial artist, I naturally want to see the duel between experts and learn combat experience from it.

Yang Tian took a knife and quietly looked at Du Xiongwu, who was more than ten meters away from him.

Du Xiongwu uses a hook knife, which is a specially customized weapon. The length and shape of this knife are similar to the Tang knife in Yang Tian\'s hand. The difference is that the tip of this knife is a sharp hook, just like the hook tip of a fish hook. If you stab into a person\'s body and pull it, you can hook off a large piece of meat. It is a cruel weapon.

Moreover, the weapon may have been poisoned.

Du Xiongwu also wore simple leather armor.

This kind of leather armor is naturally not simple. Its defense ability is stronger than that of the armor worn by Qi Xun and Wei Zhong.

They looked at each other, and then there was a long silence. No one moved first.

This situation lasted for several minutes.

"Why don\'t they fight?"

"Yes! What are you waiting for?"

"Don\'t make a noise! You know a fart! If an expert fights, if he neglects, he will be taken advantage of by the other party. They are gaining momentum!"

……

Soon, there was a low voice in the surrounding crowd.

Most of the people who made the sound were the families and rich businessmen of the martial artists. These people were not martial artists. Naturally, it was unclear why Yang Tian and Du Xiongwu hadn\'t started after waiting so long.

The martial artists held their breath and looked at them without blinking. They were afraid that they would move in the blink of an eye

Looking at Du Xiongwu, Yang Tian was still a little nervous. This was the first time he had a duel with a real level 8 warrior. Being nervous was an instinctive reaction.

But after a few minutes of psychological adjustment, there was only one thought in his mind, that is to defeat the person in front of him.

This is Yang Tian\'s psychological quality exercised in the jungle for half a year.

"Peng!"

Suddenly, they moved at the same time and rushed towards each other.

They borrowed their feet on the ground and stepped out of a deep hole in the grass.

Martial arts people don\'t know lightness skills. If they want to use their power, they must have a place to borrow. The greater the power they use, the greater the damage they will do to the borrowed things.

"Peng!"

Almost the moment they started, they collided with each other. The two weapons contacted and made a rapid tremor.

The figure of Yang Tian and Du Xiongwu bounced away at the same time.

"Hoo ~"

After fixing his body shape, Yang Tian breathed a sigh and felt that his arms were numb. Du Xiongwu is worthy of level 8 Martial Arts, and his strength is unmatched by level 7 martial arts.

Du Xiongwu also stopped at this time. He had the same feeling as Yang Tian.

"This boy doesn\'t look strong, but he has great strength!" Du Xiongwu thought to himself, looking at Yang Tian.

"Peng! Peng!"

Suddenly, the two people moved again, with two sounds of double feet on the ground. Their figures collided with each other again.

"Chi ~"

This time, the two men\'s weapons collided with each other, not making a strong impact sound, but a harsh friction sound.

Similarly, as just now, they were quickly bounced away by each other\'s powerful force.

What is different from just now is that this time, the two people no longer touch each other, but passed more than ten moves in just two seconds.

Ordinary people only hear the sound of metal friction, but they can\'t see their movements clearly, because they are too fast.

After they separated, they rushed towards each other again.

Yang Tian is very careful with Du Xiongwu, especially his weapon, because this hook knife is likely to be smeared with level 8 sea dragon venom. This thing must not be touched.

"Chi Chi... Peng Peng... Dang Dang..."

The figure of the two people kept flashing in the martial arts competition field of less than 1000 square meters, which made people dazzled.

"Old eight is so fast. I\'m a level five martial artist now. I can\'t take a move in old eight\'s hand."

Xiao Fei stared at the battle between them and said seriously.

"Old eight is so powerful!"

Zhao Wu was surprised.

Xiao Fei didn\'t explain, because you can see it without explanation. For the martial artists watching the battle, the battle in this realm is beyond their imagination. The bodies of Yang Tian and Du Xiongwu flash like a flickering shadow. The speed is too fast, like lightning. It is estimated that they are close to the sound speed!

"Peng!"

Just then, with a loud noise, Yang Tian and Du Xiongwu separated at the same time.

After fighting for more than ten minutes, Du Xiongwu was slightly panting, while Yang Tian was still calm, his face was not red and out of breath.

Looking at Yang\'s calm and relaxed appearance, Du Xiongwu flashed a fierce light in his eyes.

Yang Tian grew up so fast that in just over half a year, he became a level 8 martial artist. The speed of advancement can be described as "terror".

As an eighth level warrior, Du Xiongwu naturally understands that it takes a long time for a warrior to grow from the first level warrior to the eighth level warrior. Yang Tian\'s difference naturally made him feel very defensive.