Chapter 58 Across Senluo: The Strike of the Sword (Part 1)

"Chen Zong, remember, don't do it again, otherwise, Baizhan City will not welcome you."

After finishing speaking, the pseudo-transcendent realm with eight-star combat power left.

From this point, it can be seen that Baizhan City has very strict requirements on the rules, and it can also be seen that Baizhan City is very fair, and did not favor Xiahou because he is really the core disciple of Shengwu Palace.

Fighting with hands and destroying the inn, both of them were wrong, but the main responsibility lay with the one who made the first move.

After all, the world of warriors is like this. If someone strikes first, you can't ask the other person to be killed obediently. It is inevitable to fight back.

An inn is of great value, but it is nothing to Chen Zong. After paying the compensation according to the price, Chen Zong found another inn to live in.

Continuing to practice Mind Change, and fighting Xia Houzhen for a short time, Chen Zong became a little more familiar with the control of his new power, but there is still a gap in the distance from complete mastery.

It's a pity that it would be nice if the pseudo-transcendent realm came later, so that he could use Xiahou's true strength to sharpen himself, fully grasp the newly integrated power, and then he could better practice the second change of mind.

What a pity.

However, Chen Zong did not indulge in it, there will always be tempering, according to Xiahou Zhenna and others' temperament, they will definitely come to revenge, and then it will be a kind of tempering.

When Chen Zong was cultivating, the whole city was discussing the matter of talent just now, Xia Houzhen was expelled, this is not a trivial matter.

It can be said that to a certain extent, Shengwu Palace lost face, but this kind of thing will not involve the high-level.

Not to mention how angry Xia Houzhen was when he was expelled from Baizhan City, time flew by, and the next day passed, and it was the Baizhan Arena at the level of True Martial Realm.

When Chen Zong stepped into the battlefield, he was surprised to find that the spectator seats were almost full of people.

"It's Chen Zong."

"Zonghengjian Chen Zong is here."

"I didn't come to see it the day before yesterday, I missed it."

All eyes fell on Chen Zong, and he exclaimed endlessly.

The reason why so many people came here was for Chen Zong.

The several pseudo-transcendent elders in the Baizhan Tower all smiled happily.

"Such a grand occasion, at least it will only appear when there are seven or eighty consecutive victories."

"Although this Chen Zong has brought us a little trouble, it is nothing compared to the income."

Hundreds of battlefields can accommodate 40,000 to 50,000 people, which is usually about 10,000 people. In other words, today's Lingbei income is several times that of usual.

And it is certain that as long as Chen Zong continues to participate in the battle arena, there will be more people watching the battle than usual, and the benefits will naturally be more.

Lingbei are currency, you can buy inferior spiritual sources, and inferior spiritual sources can be exchanged for inferior spiritual sources. These are very useful for the Transcendent Realm, naturally the more the better.

Under the attention of all the people, Chen Zong stepped onto the waiting seat and sat down.

Everyone who wanted to participate in the battle walked up to the waiting seats. When they saw Chen Zong, their hearts trembled involuntarily, especially those who saw Chen Zong make a move that day.

Many people did the calculations and found that they might face off against Chen Zong, they couldn't help but wry smiles.

At this time, Mo Sen came.

As soon as he stepped onto the waiting seat, Mo Sen's eyes fell on Chen Zong's body. The eyes were extremely bright, as if there was a blade hidden in it, trying to cut everything, as if to tear Chen Zong's body apart.

Mo Sen returned not long after he left Baizhan City. He heard all kinds of discussions when he came back, and realized that he had missed a wonderful scene, and realized that Chen Zong's combat power was so powerful.

Mo Sen was excited by such strength.

Sensing Mo Sen's sharp gaze, Chen Zong looked back and smiled slightly.

This Mosen's combat power is also very strong, but he doesn't know what level he has reached, but judging by his appearance, he should already know the battle between himself, Lin Ziqi and even Xia Houzhen, and it is still the same, which shows his real combat power Also reached the five-star level.

Perhaps, this will be a good opponent, who can better sharpen his new strength and let himself better practice mind change.

Soon, Chen Zong entered the field and defeated one opponent after another.

"Send someone to stop him?" said a pseudo-transcendent high-level executive of Baizhan Tower.

"That's not necessary."

"Yeah, with his combat power, if you want to stop him winning streak, you must at least have a five-star late-stage combat power."

"We also have five-star late-stage combat power in Baizhan City, but..."

"Forget it for now, let him continue his winning streak."

As a result, Chen Zong won forty consecutive victories.

Then there was Mo Sen. Mo Sen also successfully won forty consecutive victories, and he was not attacked by the Hundred Battlefield, because the people in the Hundred Battlefield could see that Mo Sen was not weak.

"The two didn't match up again."

"It's a pity, I really want to see the two confront each other."

"You and I, there will be a battle." Mo Sen left a sentence when he walked past Chen Zong.

Chen Zong smiled slightly.

Time flies, and day after day passes. In addition to going to the Hundred Battlefields to participate in the Hundred Battle Arenas, Chen Zong will occasionally go to the Qianbao Building to see if he can find other third-order pseudo-spiritual artifacts, but unfortunately, No.

In addition, even if Chen Zong is practicing mind change and swordsmanship, he will also comprehend the Little True Meaning.

But the comprehension of Little True Meanings is very slow, there is no chance and coincidence to comprehend new Little True Meanings, it is too difficult, but one is more familiar with the three Little True Meanings currently mastered.

Fifty consecutive victories!

Sixty consecutive victories!

Whenever the Hundred Battle Arena at the True Martial Realm level starts, the spectator seats in the Hundred Battle Arena are almost full of people, and they basically come for Chen Zong and Mo Sen.

The benefits brought to Hundred Battlefield in just a few days are also amazing.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong had won 70 consecutive victories in the Hundred Battles Arena, and Mo Sen had also won 70 consecutive victories.

Mo Sen, who has won 70 consecutive victories, has shown more strength, which is the peak combat power of four stars, but that is not the full combat power of Mo Sen.

Another new day came, and when Chen Zong stepped into the hundred battlefields, bursts of cheers rang out, and they all came towards Chen Zong and Mo Sen.

"Seventy consecutive victories, will Chen Zong win eighty consecutive victories today?"

"Can."

After the fifty consecutive victories, in fact, Hundred Battlefield had deliberately arranged stronger fighters to snipe, but the combat power was not enough, and they were defeated one by one.

Chen Zong had just stepped into the battle field with his front foot, and it wasn't long before Mo Sen stepped in with his back foot, and the two entered the waiting area one after the other.

"Both come together."

"Haha, maybe today, there will be a battle between the two."

Soon, Chen Zong came on stage.

The first opponent's combat strength is good, two-star, but compared to Chen Zong, it is too weak, and it can be defeated with one sword.

The second opponent's combat power was also two-star, and he was still defeated by Chen Zong's sword.

The third opponent!

The fourth opponent!

All lost.

On the waiting table, Mo Sen grabbed the black long knife, his figure pierced through the air like a cold knife, and landed on the battle arena, a hundred meters away from Chen Zong.

"It's Mason's turn."

"Are the two finally going to confront each other?"

Suddenly, one by one became excited and excited.

From the very beginning, many people have been discussing the strength between Zonghengjian Chen Zong and Senluodao Mosen. Before, most people thought that Mosen was stronger, but after Chen Zong showed his amazing combat power, Almost everyone thinks that Chen Zong is stronger.

After that, Mo Sen slowly revealed his powerful strength, like a bottomless pit, and the strength between the two fell into various guesses.

So far, the two are finally going to confront each other. After that, the outcome is clear, and the strengths and weaknesses are separated.

"You are a good opponent." Mo Sen took the initiative to speak, his voice was as cold as a knife.

"I hope you are also a good opponent." Chen Zong smiled slightly.

So far, it is not clear how strong Mo Sen is, but it is definitely a five-star, and based on the opponent's confident attitude, it must have reached the level of the late five-star, and it may be even stronger.

But it is estimated that it will not exceed the boundary of five stars.

Today, Chen Zong has gone through battles again and again, and has successfully mastered the fusion and cohesion of 40% of his physical strength and 40% of his vertical and horizontal true power, and has begun to step into the fusion of 50% of his strength.

And in every battle, even though Chen Zong basically defeated his opponent with a single sword, it was not without gains. He used the smallest force as much as possible to achieve the greatest effect.

The black long knife pointed directly at Chen Zong, the blade trembled slightly, and let out a cry, which diffused, like the murmur of a secluded prison, when people heard it, they felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts for no reason.

The dense saber aura was pitch-black, gradually permeating from the black long saber, like endless gunpowder smoke, and the chill emanating from it became more intense.

There was no wind, but Mo Sen's long black hair was dancing along with it, and the black robe on his body was also grinning. The cold and sharp aura fluctuated, and then exploded from Mo Sen's body, like a raging storm, blowing the ring under his feet. The slate was cut with tiny scratches.

This gesture was never seen by anyone, which shows that Mo Sen attaches great importance to Chen Zong.

The aura is rising steadily, becoming stronger and stronger, and the aura permeating from the body is becoming more and more fierce and tyrannical, like an invisible knife aura, cutting all around, the scratches on the stone board are becoming more and more clear, and the surrounding air is also being cut one after another open.

Bursts of roar came from Mo Sen's body, like thunder, like the roar of a beast, or like the surging tide of the sea, roaring endlessly.

"Are you breaking the seal?"

Upstairs in the Baizhan Tower, several pseudo-transcendents revealed their eyes, and said secretly.

As far as they know, in addition to inheriting the Yousen Mingluo Sword, the heirs of that family will also inherit a self-sealing technique, sealing part of their own strength, so as to sharpen themselves. When encountering a strong enemy, the seal will be released, so that the strength and the strong enemy are at the same level, and the strong enemy will be defeated with the knife method.

Now Mo Sen seems to want to do such a thing.

Chen Zong didn't move, but narrowed his eyes slightly to stare at Mo Sen, feeling that the aura on Mo Sen's body was constantly rising and becoming more and more domineering, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Compared with Lin Ziqi, Mo Sen's aura is stronger, and he keeps improving. He has reached the five-star level, but he still doesn't stop. The level at which Thunder King's second transformation is performed.

Five-star midterm!

Five-star late stage!

When Mo Sen's aura rose to the late five-star stage, it stabilized, and the fluttering long hair and robes also fell silent, only the long knife trembled slightly, and the contention became more and more intense.