Chapter 53 Unstoppable Winning Streak (Part 1)

Sitting cross-legged, with one hand inside and the other outside, the inside and outside alternate, and the strength blends.

The second change of mind.

Thirty percent of physical strength and thirty percent of vertical and horizontal strength are perfectly fused to form a new and more powerful force, but because of the lack of a strong enough opponent, Chen Zong has not completely integrated these thirty percent of power.

The cultivation of mind-changing requires time and energy, and it is impossible to rush for quick success.

In the Qianbao Building, Chen Zong bought the Tianyang Sword and the Earth Yin Sword, and then bought a third-tier pseudo-spiritual weapon inner armor, spending a total of twenty low-grade spiritual sources.

After practicing overnight until dawn, Chen Zong felt that his cultivation was closer to the limit of the ninth level of true martial arts. He estimated that he would be able to reach it within a few days, and then he would be ready to hit the tenth level of true martial arts.

At dawn, Chen Zong went to the Hundred Battle Arena after having breakfast. Today is the Hundred Battle Arena at the pseudo-transcendent level, and there are quite a few people watching the battle.

To obtain a complete winning streak, the rewards of the pseudo-transcendent realm are very generous, which will naturally attract many pseudo-transcendent realm masters to participate.

But relatively speaking, there are still fewer pseudo-transcendent realms. After Chen Zong paid the admission fee, he sat on the spectator stand. Before the battle started, he looked at the waiting stand, there were only a few people.

Soon, two pseudo-transcendent masters came to the stage. The strength of the two was between equals. Once they made a move, it was a fierce battle. It took more than half an hour to decide the winner.

The winning person consumed 70% to 80% of his strength, but the next opponent came up quickly. After a fierce battle, the champion was defeated.

"It's too difficult to win ten consecutive victories in the Hundred Battles Arena of the Pseudo-Transcendent Realm." Chen Zong secretly said.

Pseudo-transcendent realms can be divided into seven-star, eight-star and nine-star. Nine-star combat power is the master level. It is basically impossible for such a master to participate in the battle arena.

Even if it is an eight-star combat power, it is rare to participate, and most of them are seven-star combat power.

Although there are some strong and some weak seven-star fighters, after repeated battles, their strength will be consumed, and they will inevitably be defeated by other challengers. Therefore, it is very difficult to win ten consecutive victories.

Simply put, the ten-game winning streak in the pseudo-transcendent realm is at least ten times more difficult than the ten-game winning streak in the real martial arts realm.

However, the confrontation between pseudo-transcendent realms is more exciting, their martial arts attainments are often higher, and their power is more powerful.

At the end of the day, there were only eight people participating in the battle, and there was no such thing as a so-called ten-game winning streak. In fact, the most winning streak among the eight pseudo-transcendent realms was two.

"Tomorrow, we will arrive at the Hundred Battle Arena of the True Martial Realm again." Chen Zong secretly said, got up and left the Hundred Battle Arena to return to his residence to continue training.

Chen Zong has already paid the registration fee before, and after winning ten consecutive victories, he has finished receiving rewards, so he does not need to pay the registration fee again, and directly obtains a number plate and goes to the waiting stand to wait.

Chen Zong came very early, and there were only a few people in the waiting seats, but as time passed, more and more people entered the waiting seats.

Compared with the Hundred Battles Arena in the fake Transcendent Realm, there are many times more people participating in the Real Martial Realm.

After a while, Mo Sen also came, his eyes fell directly on Chen Zong's face, Chen Zong looked back, his eyes collided in the air.

At the entrance of Hundred Battlefield, the crowd suddenly commotioned.

"Liu Anyi is here."

"I didn't come the day before yesterday, I thought he didn't participate."

"Thirty consecutive victories, this time it will be even more exciting."

Liu Anyi was handsome and came with a smile on his face, which attracted the hearts of many girls. He waved a folding fan lightly in one hand, unrestrained and calm.

When the time is up, the battle in the Hundred Battles Arena will also begin.

This time Chen Zong's number is five.

No. 1 and No. 2 have faced off in hundreds of battles in the arena. The difference in cultivation between the two is not small. The outcome is soon decided, and No. 2 wins.

No. 3 came to the stage to fight against No. 2, but was still defeated by No. 2, and No. 4 came to the stage, but was also defeated by No. 2's subordinates in the end.

"No. 2 won three consecutive victories, and No. 5 Zonghengjian Chen Zong took the stage."

Following the words of the people in Baizhanlou, Chen Zong grabbed a long sword on the weapon rack, and his figure floated down.

"Zonghengjian Chen Zong is well-known and well-known. It seems that you have won at least ten consecutive victories." No. 2 was slightly surprised, and then sneered: "Just right, let me defeat you and end your winning streak."

This No. 2 had never seen Chen Zong's battle before, he just arrived at Baizhan City yesterday, and came to the Baizhan Arena.

Hearing this, Chen Zong didn't respond. The strength of this number two is indeed not weak, and it can easily defeat the ordinary true martial arts. Its combat power is two-star, and Chen Zong estimates that it can at least reach the late two-star stage.

But this kind of combat power is about the same as that of the zombie-like warrior before.

Chen Zong swung his sword, neither fast nor slow, but No. 2's complexion changed drastically. He found that he couldn't dodge this sword, so he could only burst out with all his strength. The power is astonishing.

But such a tyrannical sword had no power to defend against Chen Zong's sword, it shattered in an instant, the sword directly slashed No. 2's chest, and Pei Ran Mo Yu's terrifying power directly sent No. 2 flying.

Another sword defeat.

No. 2 who fell into the ring was stunned. Just now, he was determined to defeat Chen Zong and end the opponent's winning streak. Now, he was defeated by Chen Zong. It was just an understatement. The huge gap made him feel ashamed fled face to face.

"Interesting." On the waiting table, Liu Anyi laughed softly.

Mo Sen, however, remained expressionless. He had watched the battle the day before yesterday, and he knew to some extent that Chen Zong's strength was extraordinary, and it was not enough to defeat the number two with one sword.

No. 6 came on the stage and lost with one sword.

No. 7 entered the field and was defeated by another blow.

With one strike, Chen Zongdu defeated his opponent with just one strike.

"Nine consecutive victories."

"One more win, today we have won ten consecutive victories, adding up to twenty consecutive victories."

"Amazing."

Ten consecutive victories are very common in the battle arena at the true martial arts level. Twenty consecutive victories are relatively rare, but not many.

In short, ten consecutive victories, twenty consecutive victories, and thirty consecutive victories are relatively easy in the true martial arts stage.

Another person was defeated by Chen Zong.

"Congratulations to Zonghengjian Chen Zong for winning 20 consecutive victories."

Chen Zong jumped up, put the sword back into the weapon rack, and then left the waiting seat, and sat on the spectator seat to watch the battle, because it was Mo Sen's turn to make a move soon.

Chen Zong was actually a little curious about Mosen. Although it seemed that his combat power was at the three-star level, Chen Zong always felt that it was more than that, which was a bit strange.

Mo Sen was standing on the battle arena with a black long knife in his hand, his breath was cold and rippling like water.

With one swing of the knife, Mo Sen's opponent couldn't resist at all, and was directly chopped off and flew out of the ring, severely injured.

Winning one game after another, Mo Sen won nine consecutive victories in the blink of an eye.

"It looks like Mo Sen is about to win 30 consecutive victories."

"It felt so easy."

"Yes."

"That's not necessarily true. His next opponent is not easy to deal with, and he might be defeated."

"It's Liu Anyi."

"Mo Sen's next opponent is actually Liu Anyi."

Everyone was surprised at first, and then cheered endlessly.

Mo Sen is only one game away from winning 30 consecutive victories, while Liu Anyi has already won 30 consecutive victories, so he came here this time for 40 consecutive victories.

Both of them are very strong, and when they meet, it will undoubtedly be a fierce battle.

Which is stronger and which is weaker?

Liu Anyi put away his folding fan, casually grabbed a thin sword from the weapon rack, his figure flashed, very elegant, like a gust of breeze blowing, and fell lightly on the battle arena.

With one hand on his back, the other holding a sword and pointing at the ground obliquely, with a slight smile on his handsome face, he looks outstanding and makes people scream.

In terms of appearance and temperament alone, Liu Anyi is indeed outstanding.

However, in the world of warriors, one has never relied on one's face to make a living. If one is not strong enough, no matter how good-looking one is, at most one will be reduced to others' taboo.

Mo Sen's sharp eyes fell on Liu Anyi's face with a bit of chill, Liu Anyi was still smiling, as if he didn't feel the slightest pressure.

"Sorry, this is the end of your winning streak." Liu Anyi said to Mo Sen with a smile on his face.

"It's too early." Mo Sen's voice was cold.

The corner of Liu Anyi's mouth curled up, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious. Immediately, he swung his sword, and the sword shadows filled the sky like a rainstorm, and they rushed towards Mo Sen densely, unstoppable.

Mo Sen swung the knife, and the black and cold light of the knife traversed the sky like a black rainbow, and all the shadows of the sword shattered wherever it passed.

Liu Anyi stepped forward, approaching Mo Sen while his figure flickered, swiping his thin sword, countless sword lights charged towards Mo Sen from all directions, with no beginning in sight, and seemingly no end in sight, continuous and endless.

"Liu Anyi's Piaoyu swordsmanship is more exquisite than a few days ago."

"The power has increased a lot."

Several pseudo-transcendents in Baizhanlou nodded and said.

"However, it shouldn't be possible to defeat Mo Sen."

"After all, it's not easy to be a member of that family."

During the conversation, I saw Mo Sen brandishing his sword and displaying the Yousen Mingluo sword technique. Surrounded by the jet-black sword light, he bloomed like a lotus flower. After being crushed, they converged into a knife and slashed at Liu Anyi.

Liu Anyi's complexion changed slightly, his footsteps staggered quickly, and his body drifted back like a breeze. As the thin sword was swung, countless sword lights shot towards the sword light like rain, and the sound of little pieces of gold and iron intersected continuously. Absolutely, jingle jingle, as if countless raindrops are dripping on the iron sheet, the sound is sweet.

Every drop of rainwater carries astonishing power, and it can easily kill the ordinary Ninth Level True Martial Realm Ultimate Warrior. There are countless densely packed, continuous lasing on the black sword light, constantly weakening the power of the sword light.

But I saw Mo Sen's black knife swung out again, the human knife merged into one, broke through countless rainwater, and directly killed Liu Anyi.

The power of the sword seemed to come from the Nine Nether Cold Nether, and the coldness suddenly made Liu Anyi's whole body feel chilly. He felt that the movement of his true power became sluggish, and even his blood seemed to freeze.

Only now did Liu Anyi realize how powerful Mo Sen was, and his strength was simply beyond his ability to compete.

"Three-star limit!" A gleam flashed in Chen Zong's eyes. Sure enough, this Mo Sen was very capable, and the combat power he had shown before was only in the late three-star stage.

Moreover, Chen Zong had a feeling that the three-star limit should not be Mo Sen's real strength, his real strength would only become stronger, and Chen Zong couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation.