Chapter 439: Streak Terminator

Xiao Chen's momentum was like a rainbow, dragons and tigers circled around him, the sound of tigers roaring and dragons chanting, non-stop, dancing with both fists, blasting out hundreds of punches in an instant.

jump!

Xiao Yang's body-protecting vitality could no longer bear it, and the powerful force shattered.

Xiao Chen sneered, swung away the sword light danced by the opponent with one punch, and directly hit the opponent's chest with another punch.

Xiao Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew down in the air, his face was pale without any blood.

"Damn it, the artistic conception of fear!" Xiao Yang said with a grim expression as he wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth.

Woohoo!

A strange aura radiated from Xiao Yang's side, and quickly enveloped Xiao Chen in it.

Sensing that Xiao Chen was within the range of his aura, Xiao Yang had a smug smile on his face again, as long as he entered the aura.

Even if it is a top-rank top Martial King, he is sure to defeat it, and a low-rank Martial King, even if he is practicing a heaven-level kungfu, and his vitality is surging, he can easily beat him to the ground.

Xiao Chen sensed a strange energy, like a sponge, trying to penetrate into his mind.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, there is an ancient clock transformed by divine consciousness. With a slight swing, these sponge-like energies are directly shattered.

He didn't feel anything, and had no effect on Xiao Chen at all.

Sure enough, as I guessed, the artistic conception that can affect emotions must involve spiritual power, and Xiao Chen can rival the spiritual power of a martial emperor-level power.

Xiao Yang's artistic conception of fear was not enough in front of Xiao Chen.

The drums beat endlessly, firmly grasping the rhythm of the battlefield leader, as if sensing the battle situation on the field, and it was at its most intense moment.

The drummer beating the war drum seemed to use all his strength, and every sound of the drum hit the deepest part of everyone's heart.

The heart was beating accordingly, and it was extremely tense.

"Defeat me!"

Xiao Yang's left palm was on the ground, and he slapped it fiercely. His body protruded leisurely, sparks danced on the long sword, and soon formed a raging fire.

Non-stop burning.

Xiao Chen's expression was extremely calm, watching Xiao Yang flying towards him and hitting with all his strength, he quickly found the flaw in this move.

jump!

When he was still three meters away from Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen kicked calmly, and the tip of his toe just hit the opponent's sword-holding wrist accurately.

The wrist bones shattered immediately, and the long sword fell to the ground with a dangling sound. The surging fire-attribute vitality immediately turned into countless sparks and scattered around the two of them.

Ling Kong's right foot didn't fall, but slid down, hooked lightly, and kicked Xiao Yang's chin.

A mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth again, this kick turned Xiao Yang upside down, and he fell directly on the ground.

"Impossible, how can you resist my fear, you must have used some kind of cheating method!" Xiao Yang put his hands on the ground and said like crazy.

Xiao Chen was too lazy to talk, and kicked him a hundred meters away, and then slid down a certain distance on the ground.

The drumbeat stopped abruptly, and the result of this battle was self-evident.

boom!

On the high tower, Gao Yangyu, who had been closely watching the situation on the battlefield, became furious when he saw the result, and slapped the sandalwood desk hard.

"Damn it, what's wrong with Xiao Yang? Normally, he can defeat even a top-ranked martial king, but now he can't even deal with a small low-ranked martial king."

The old man beside him murmured: "Xiao Yang's two major trump cards, the butterfly walk and the artistic conception of fear, were all overwhelmed by this guy. It's not surprising that he lost."

"After all, excluding these two points, Xiao Yang's strength is just that of an ordinary high-rank Martial King."

Gao Yangyu waved his hand and said, "I don't care how you arrange it, since you can't let him lose a hundred games in a row, you must let him lose more than forty games, otherwise you really can't explain to Li Xiuzhu."

The original plan was to let Xiao Yang play, and defeat Xiao Chen with a serious injury in the first game, which greatly damaged his strength, so that Xiao Chen could easily lose ten games in a row first.

But now the situation is reversed. Xiao Chen didn't hurt his muscles at all, and easily defeated Xiao Yang. The plan of losing a hundred games in a row was completely ruined.

The old man obviously felt that Xiao Chen was not easy to deal with, and when he heard Gao Yangyu's angry words, he felt tremendous pressure in his heart.

"City Master Gao, how about this? We don't send our people out for the ten games today, let him fight ten games first. After the people from the Elder's House thoroughly analyze his strength, how about sending targeted people? .” The old man suggested.

Gao Yangyu's face was gloomy, his thoughts changed sharply, and he said after a while: "Just do as you say, but the other people's affairs must not be left behind. What should be publicized should still be publicized. No matter how you do it, making money is always the most important thing."

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Xiao Chen crossed his arms, forming a strong air wall, and the dragon and tiger circled around him, blocking the opponent's powerful blow.

"The dragon roars and the tiger roars, defeat!"

With the momentum and strength accumulated by Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Xiao Chen brought the power of the Dragon Tiger Fist to the extreme, and the ferocious fist force made the opponent vomit blood and was defeated.

The drums of war stopped, but the hearts of many warriors in the auditorium did not stop.

"Good guy, this is already a nine-game winning streak. After defeating Xiao Yang, he became more and more courageous, without showing any signs of exhaustion."

"It turned out to be both physical body and vitality. One match is stronger than the other. It is completely unclear what his strongest state is."

"At first I thought that Xiao Yang was just a little careless in his defeat, but now it seems that he is really not wronged at all."

After defeating Xiao Yang, Xiao Chen's momentum was like a rainbow, and he won eight games in a row again, which completely set off the first small commotion in the arena.

Under the roar of war drums, the emotions of the audience were all mobilized, and the voice of discussion continued for a long time.

"It is possible that he will be the first player to win ten consecutive victories today, much better than Yunping who was the first to play."

"Let's wait and see who chooses to play."

In the arena, after repeated battles, Xiao Chen's fighting spirit was fully aroused, but his eyes were still calm and unmoved.

No matter how loud the battle drums are beating, keep your original mind and put in as much effort as you need.

A minute later, Xiao Chen's tenth challenger finally came over. He was also a martial artist specializing in boxing and kicking, and his cultivation was at the level of a top-ranked peak martial king.

However, the cultivation method doesn't seem to be very good. Although the realm is high, the breath doesn't seem to be very strong. It should be only the middle-level cultivation method of the earth.

Good martial arts skills are hard to find. This is a saying that has been widely spread in the mainland. Even in powerful sects and families, there are only a few local high-level exercises.

There are even fewer earth-level top skills. As for the sky-level skills, they are only among a few top sects, and they are passed down from generation to generation as the treasure of the town.

"Bei Mingfeng, please advise!"

The visitor clapped his hands and saluted and reported his name, and with the sound of a battle drum, the two immediately fell to the ground.

bang bang bang!

Both of them fought with fists and feet, so the battle was very fierce, with fists and feet coming and going, every move was head-to-head.

However, the opponent's attainments in boxing skills are much higher than Xiao Chen's, and the coordination between fists and feet is much more flexible than Xiao Chen's.

It didn't take long for Xiao Chen to receive a lot of punches, but Xiao Chen's attack on the opponent was barely half of the opponent's.

The Great Dragon and Tiger Fist is only an intermediate level martial skill, not top-notch. It is not difficult to understand the situation when you meet a master who is proficient in fist and foot.

If it weren't for the black gloves, Xiao Chen's shooting speed would have increased a lot, and the scene would have been even uglier.

But Xiao Chen is superior, his physical defense is strong, his vigor and vitality are far superior to the opponent's, and the power of one punch is equivalent to the opponent's five or six punches.

The fusion of vitality and vigor can force the opponent back abruptly.

After a hundred moves like this, Bei Mingfeng's face turned pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Although Xiao Chen didn't feel well, it was still within the range that his body could bear. The cleansing of the heaven-level exercises strengthened his blood, bones, and meridians, which is not just for fun.

"Stop fighting, I admit defeat."

After another two hundred moves, Bei Mingfeng's face was so pale that there was no blood left, and the blood in his body was churning. He would suffer serious internal injuries if he carried it down.

Xiao Chen withdrew his hands and backed away, not attacking anymore.

"I'm no worse than you, you're just a little stronger than me physically and in martial arts. If I have the same physical condition as you, ten of you won't be my opponent."

Wiping off the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, Bei Mingfeng looked very unwilling.

Xiao Chen said indifferently: "Victory is victory, and defeat is defeat. There are so many reasons."

What the other party said made Xiao Chen feel very ridiculous. How could he be able to say clearly what he has achieved today in his physical body.

Before the age of sixteen, he could not condense his martial spirit, and all the spiritual energy absorbed was poured into the flesh and bones of his body, laying a good foundation for his body.

But because of this, he was ridiculed for nearly six years. In the underground world of Tiandao Pavilion, Song Que's palm almost killed him, and his soul almost returned to the bottom of the river.

Only after he obtained the ground-level satin body cultivation method, he finally stepped into the threshold of physical body cultivation. Every competition for the satin body elixir was accompanied by various dangerous battles.

After obtaining the Heaven Rank Kung Fu, he suffered three kinds of inhuman tortures, and he endured all of them.

The road of body cultivation is full of thorns along the way.

Every step is difficult, and he has persisted until now relying on his strong perseverance.

It's not as simple as the other party said, it's nothing more than that, it's nonsense.

Throwing a box of spirit stones, Bei Mingfeng smiled indifferently: "Hehe, it's true as you said, the loser doesn't need to make excuses for himself. But your good days will come to an end tomorrow, you take the spirit stones away, I'm too lazy to go."

Keeping the other party's words in mind, Xiao Chen didn't say much, put away the spirit stone and walked directly towards the stands.

Although he had doubts in his heart, someone must be targeting him. Both Xiao Yang and Bei Mingfeng were sent by the other party.

But if you take the initiative to ask this guy, there will be absolutely no results, so there is no need to talk too much.

The old man in gray robe looked at Xiao Chen who had returned, handed him the remaining 1,500 spirit stones, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, little brother is the first to win ten consecutive victories."

Xiao Chen took the Lingshi, thanked him, and walked directly to the back of the crowd.

Whizzing!

In the process of walking, Xiao Chen obviously sensed a series of gazes, sweeping back and forth on his body, and all kinds of perceptions wanted to explore his bottom.