Chapter Four Hundred and Fiftieth: New Artistic Conception

But it's okay, just weakening is not blocking, Xiao Chen's goal can be achieved.

Mo Yan, who was in the shield, looked at the helpless Xiao Chen, complacent, and was about to say a few teasing words.

But he suddenly discovered that the scene in front of him suddenly changed. On the barren land, a godman stood in midair with supreme majesty.

What's going on, am I not in Gladiator City? How come here, Mo Yan looked around in a daze, thinking doubtfully in his heart.

No, this is an illusion, Mo Yan quickly realized, bit the tip of his tongue quickly, a burst of pain came, and the illusion in front of him slowly disappeared.

But when he completely regained his clarity, he suddenly found that Xiao Chen had got into the shield at some point, standing less than half a meter in front of him.

"Why did you come in!" Mo Yan said in horror.

But after he finished speaking, he suddenly understood what was going on.

It is certain that when he lost his mind, the shield lost control and was taken advantage of by this man.

boom! boom!

Xiao Chen answered his question with his fists, the continuous wind of fists made Mo Yan terribly painful and howled non-stop.

Let you be so arrogant, thinking that you have nothing to do with the tortoise shield, now you are the one hitting!

In the narrow space, Mo Yan didn't even have a chance to dodge. After being beaten to death, Xiao Chen finally stopped.

The audience outside the arena looked a little puzzled, wondering why Xiao Chen suddenly took advantage of the shield that had no flaws just a moment ago.

But after a while, he realized that Xiao Chen had won. He had won forty-nine games in a row, and thunderous shouts erupted immediately on the field.

Having defeated three opponents arranged by Gao Yangyu in a row, Xiao Chen's next opponent is finally a bit normal, not so ridiculously strong.

Continuing to meet the enemy with vigor, Xiao Chen felt that the Cangming body training formula was about to be completed, as long as there was no situation that could not be dealt with.

It wouldn't be the fusion of vitality and vigor, after each battle, Xiao Chen's winning streak began to accumulate crazily.

Fifty games, fifty one games, fifty two games, fifty three games...

Boom boom boom!

continuous drums,

The ringing resounded non-stop, dragons and tigers roared in the arena, and Xiao Chen's momentum was like a rainbow. Although the victory was still difficult, he insisted on winning all the way.

When the winning streak reached 60 games, the entire arena was completely on fire, and many warriors who had voted for Xiao Chen stood up excitedly.

"Sixty consecutive victories, this guy really won sixty consecutive victories, and finally got back some of his capital."

"Who would have thought that the record of 60 consecutive victories would be broken by him."

In the stands, Yun Ping's expression was also extremely complicated, he clenched his fists and bit his lips tightly.

Whether it's envy, jealousy, or shame, there's no way to describe their feelings now.

The vigor was constantly surging in the body, like a river rolling incessantly, Xiao Chen could only feel his blood boiling, and when he punched out, all the cells in his body exploded.

The whole body is full of energy, and any part of the body is a sharp weapon that can hurt people.

During the battle, Xiao Chen's understanding of vigor has reached a new level, and he feels that he is infinitely close to the fourth major achievement of Cang Ming Body Refining Art.

In fact, as long as Gao Yangyu interferes with the crowd, he will send targeted fighters.

According to normal gladiatorial fights, Jiang Zimo and the others had almost no problem winning streaks.

These geniuses cultivated the top-notch skills and martial arts in the same realm, coupled with powerful comprehension and talent.

In all aspects, he has reached the top, and it is difficult to meet opponents below the half-step Martial Emperor.

It can be judged from the fact that Ding Fengchou and others can continue to win after the end of their winning streak. They are no longer geniuses at the same level as Yun Ping and others.

As long as they break through Gao Yangyu's sniper attack, they will be able to continue their winning streak. Unfortunately, due to various reasons, Jiang Zimo and others were all terminated.

Ding Fengchou looked at Xiao Chen, whose robes were stained with blood and his body was covered with bruises, and felt a little unwilling: "This guy is always so inconspicuous and tepid, but when he erupts in the end, he scares everyone. Jump."

Xiao Chen wins every game with great difficulty, without the slightest bright spot, giving people the feeling that he will not be able to hold on tomorrow.

When Ding Fengchou, Jiang Zimo, Pei Shaoxuan, Mu Xinya, all of them were broken because of Gao Yangyu's sniper attack, the winning streak came to an end.

Only he persevered all the way, just like in the past, the victory was embarrassing and difficult, but he actually won sixty games in a row.

There are no extremely gorgeous moves, no provocative posture, just so ordinary, with a sense of indifference, winning streak all the way.

In the end, it erupted with a bang, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Xiaorou smiled happily: "Senior sister, Xiao Chen has won sixty consecutive victories, I wonder if those people dare to say anything."

Xia Xiyan looked at Xiao Chen on the field, and sighed softly: "I didn't expect that everyone was defeated, and in the end he was the only one who laughed."

Boom!

At the time of the last opponent today, Xiao Chen opened three acupuncture points on his left arm.

Three streaks of cyan dragon energy filled the arms, and the bones and joints of the whole body also crackled.

The muscles in the whole body were beating, the blood was boiling, strands of the bones protruded, and the most primitive strength continuously filled Xiao Chen's whole body.

Xiao Chen was overjoyed, and smiled in his heart, he actually broke through in the battle, and the Cangming Body Refining Art is the fourth most important achievement.

Clenching fists with both hands, I can only feel the strength of my whole body, constantly gathering together.

Not only did the three acupoints have been opened, and they did not merge with the vitality, but the pure strength increased from the original 550,000 jin to 600,000 jin.

The opponent looked at Xiao Chen in a daze, and his heart was overjoyed, and with a unparalleled sword glow, he slashed down towards Xiao Chen fiercely.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly: "Give it to me, Broken!"

Clenched his fist with his right hand, facing the sky, there were two crisp bangs, the condensed sword light was smashed by Xiao Chen's punch, and the wind of the fist exploded.

A total of 600,000 jin of strength was released, forming a whirlwind in the air, pulling the opponent directly and spinning in mid-air.

defeat!

With a sharp kick on the ground, Xiao Chen threw out both fists, one dragon and one tiger rushed forward, and the roar of tigers and dragons resounded throughout the audience.

The swordsman who was dragged into the air by the energy was hit by the energy of the dragon and the tiger, and shot a thousand meters in the air.

With the last victory, Xiao Chen has won sixty-four games in a row, and is the only gladiator who is still on a winning streak.

Feeling the cheers of the audience and the amazement of many audiences, Xiao Chen's mood was peaceful, without too many fluctuations, as usual.

The old man in gray robe looked at Xiao Chen who had returned from victory, his heart ached, and he took out boxes of spirit stones tremblingly.

With sixty-four consecutive victories, Xiao Chen can also obtain nearly 200,000 intermediate spirit stones. The madness of the winning streak was finally fully revealed in a moment.

With such a large number of mid-level spirit stones, even an ordinary half-step Martial Emperor would not have such wealth.

Watching Xiao Chen put the spirit stone into the intermediate Qiankun ring, the gray robe is not the same as usual, congratulations to Xiao Chen.

There are all kinds of feelings in my heart, and I never thought that this young man would go so far.

The nearly 200,000 intermediate-level spirit stones are only a small amount, and the gray-robed old man clearly knows that Xiao Chen has won sixty games in a row.

Gao Yangyu, the banker of the betting field, lost at least two million intermediate spirit stones. It is estimated that Gao Yangyu now has the heart to tear Xiao Chen to pieces.

"Congratulations!" Jiang Zimo and others came towards Xiao Chen and said with a smile.

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, and bowed his hands politely to thank everyone one by one, as for those jealous eyes, he directly chose to ignore them.

If it wasn't for Xiao Chen who mercilessly destroyed Yun Ping, some disharmonious voices might still be heard at this moment.

It's a pity that these people already knew about Xiao Chen, and under his indifferent appearance, there was a radiant aura hidden.

It's not that I don't have a bad temper, nor that I don't have strength, it's just that I don't bother to pay attention to it on weekdays.

And Yun Ping's end was there, no one dared to make himself feel uncomfortable, he glanced at him a little bit jealously, then quickly withdrew his gaze. In the high tower, Gao Yangyu was not as violent as expected, but his calm expression made people feel a little scary.

The atmosphere in the room seemed very oppressive, looking at Gao Yangyu who was expressionless and sitting in the middle, the strikers on both sides didn't dare to show their air.

Everyone knows that in the arena that just ended, Gao Yangyu lost four million intermediate spirit stones in one fell swoop.

Originally, Xiao Chen only had one million middle-level spirit stones, but someone added one million at once, which doubled Gao Yangyu's loss for no reason.

If Xiao Chen continues to win tomorrow, when the winning streak reaches 70 games, the ratio will be doubled again, and if it reaches four times, then the loss will reach 800 intermediate spirit stones.

He barely earned 20 million without intermediate spirit stones, excluding some various costs, and the relationship between top and bottom management.

What really got into his hands was only a few million pieces. If Xiao Chen continued to win, he would really go bankrupt and his reputation would be ruined.

After a while, Gao Yangyu put his fingers on the table, tapped it lightly a few times, and said with a gloomy smile, "Why don't you talk, just sit and wait to die?"

A group of old people looked at each other in blank dismay, even more afraid to speak.

Gao Yangyu snorted coldly, turned to the nearest old man on the left and said, "Are you sure Shi Feng will definitely come back tomorrow?"

The old man only felt cold sweat, and said tremblingly: "It's hard to say, she said she would come tomorrow, but she really didn't come, so there is nothing wrong with her."

Hearing this, Gao Yangyu's face darkened slightly, his eyes shone with a strange light, as if he was making a decision.

If Shi Feng came tomorrow, as long as Xiao Chen's winning streak ended at 70 games, although the losses suffered would be miserable, but it would be no problem to barely save the capital and earn hundreds of thousands of intermediate spirit stones.

But if it is too late and Xiao Chen wins 80 games in a row, he will really lose his vitality, and he will vomit all his earnings for several years.

This is the first time Gao Yangyu has encountered such a situation since he took the helm of Gladiator City.

The A-level wrestling is only held once every three years. There has never been such an influx of talents in the previous wrestling, and there are only two or three people competing at most.

Even so, everything was still under Gao Yangyu's control, and he successfully sniped the other popular figures one by one.