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According to the rules of the competition, if you lose two matches in a row, you will be automatically eliminated. If you lose more than ten matches, you will be automatically eliminated.
So if you lose one match, you still have a chance. But if you lose ten matches in a row, you will still be eliminated.
If you can win a hundred matches in a row, you will automatically advance to the top one thousand list.
This rule was listed separately. It was mainly to protect the top disciples who suddenly appeared.
A hundred matches in a row was enough to prove their strength. They did not need to continue participating in this kind of elimination round because it would seriously exhaust their stamina.
So the audience paid the most attention to these people who could win consecutive matches.
When the competition started, the list of opponents was randomly selected. In other words, before the competition started, no one knew who their opponent would be.
Many people secretly hoped that they would not meet the top two hundred on the stone wall list. Otherwise, the possibility of losing would be higher.
When the competition started, the audience would pay the most attention to the elite disciples ranked twenty to thirty. After all, if the top ten did not participate in the competition, they would be the last ones to win consecutive matches.
But after twenty matches, there were only two people left who still had a winning streak.
One of them was Ling Ziran who was ranked twenty.
His battles could be said to be extremely smooth. Almost every opponent was defeated by him in one move. They did not have the strength to fight back at all.
The referees of this year's competition were not ordinary people. They were all experts from the Ling family. They were also experts who had presided over many years' competitions.
Their foresight was very accurate.
Who won and who lost could often be seen in an instant.
So sometimes, the battle did not need to continue for too long. When they felt that it was about time, they would call for a stop.
"Ling Ziran is too strong. I don't know if he has a chance to enter the top ten this time!"
"That's definitely possible. You probably don't know yet, but Ling Ziran once challenged someone in the top ten in private, and won."
"No wonder he is so strong! But who is the other person who won consecutive matches? Why have I not seen him before? "
"That person, I have heard of him. He is called Ling Xiao. Recently, he has risen like a comet among the bottom disciples. But winning twenty matches in a row is also very surprising."
That's right. One of the people who won twenty matches in a row was Ling Ziran who everyone was looking forward to challenging the top ten.
The other one was Ling Xiao, a true dark horse!
"It's his turn again. Let's go and watch the show. What's so great about this guy? If we meet him in the future, we'll be on our guard."
"Go!"
Although there were many matches going on at the same time, the only matches that received the most attention were Ling Ziran and Ling Xiao's matches.
This was because the two of them were the only ones left with the possibility of breaking the 100-game winning streak rule.
"Twenty-first round! No. 9588 versus No. 6590! "
Ling Xiao's figure flashed, and he appeared on the martial arts stage.
He did not deliberately conceal his movement technique.
After all, the news had already spread. Many people knew that his movement technique was outstanding. It was impossible to hide it.
His opponent was only a martial artist at the peak of the second level of the Martial Vein. Facing Ling Xiao, his aura had already weakened by thirty percent.
"Vigorous Fist!"
His opponent roared angrily, as if trying to boost his morale.
What he used was a middle-grade fist technique. Its power was not bad, but it was not enough to face Ling Xiao.
"Go down!"
Ling Xiao only took a step forward. Then, like a raging bull, his fists turned into two horns.
He directly blasted his opponent off the stage.
"Hey, is that the Barbaric Bull's Strength?"
"That's right, it's the basic martial art, the Barbaric Bull's Strength! But why is it so powerful! "
"No. 9588 wins, 21 consecutive wins!"
The judges' eyes were filled with surprise. It was not only because Ling Xiao had won 21 consecutive matches.
More importantly, in these 21 matches, Ling Xiao defeated all his opponents in one move.
What was even more ridiculous was that he actually used the basic martial art, the Barbaric Bull's Strength!
"He only dares to use the Barbaric Bull's Strength against opponents at the second level of the Martial Vein."
One could not blame others for saying so. The key was that it was unknown whether it was a coincidence or not. Ling Xiao's luck in these 21 matches was really good. The strongest was only at the second level of the Martial Vein.
Those who could not bear to see Ling Xiao's strength would naturally find all kinds of reasons to slander him.
"No. 9588 versus No. 3489!
After a short break, the 22nd round began again.
This time, his opponent was still at the peak of the second level of the Martial Vein.
Therefore, Ling Xiao did not hesitate at all.
After the judge shouted for the start, he took the initiative to attack.
It was still the Barbaric Bull's Strength.
It was still only one move.
The opponent was still blasted off the stage.
It was not that he was ruthless.
It was mainly because of the rules.
Only when the opponent was knocked off the stage or admitted defeat would the match be considered over.
In other words, even if the judge made a judgment, it was only a reference. If the contestant did not agree, they would still have to continue the match.
In order to avoid trouble, he simply sent them flying with a punch.
However, the disciples who were knocked off the stage by him were not seriously injured. The current him was already very skilled in controlling his strength.
"Hmph, it's nothing. He was just lucky. The opponent is actually at the second level of the Martial Vein. Can't he send someone at the third level of the Martial Vein?"
Among the onlookers, there were still some who were not convinced.
"No. 9588 wins, 22 consecutive wins!"
The judge seemed to be a little numb. He was no longer as shocked as before and only announced the result mechanically.
However, what made those who were waiting to see Ling Xiao make a fool of himself was that in the next ten matches, Ling Xiao still did not meet a single martial artist at the third level of the Martial Vein.
After all, there were too many people, and most of them were martial artists at the second level of the Martial Vein.
"No. 9588 wins! 32 consecutive wins! "
"Brother Ziran, Ling Xiao's luck is too good. You've already met two martial artists at the third level of the Martial Vein, but he hasn't met a single one!"
Below the stage, there were more people who came to watch the show during the break.
Two of them were Ling Ziran, who also maintained a winning streak, and Ling Yu, who had lost two matches so far.
The one who spoke was Ling Yu. This woman was really good at seducing men.
She hooked up with Ling Ziran so quickly.
"Don't worry, little sister Yu. As long as I have the chance to meet this Ling Xiao, I will definitely take care of him for you."
Ling Ziran said coldly, "But this guy's luck is better. If he meets a martial artist at the third level of the Martial Vein, he might be directly eliminated. Maybe I won't have the chance to teach him a lesson."
It was obvious that Ling Ziran was contemptuous of Ling Xiao.
Although he knew that Ling Xiao had won against Ling Tieshou, many people thought that the battle was just an accident.
Some people even said that Ling Tieshou deliberately pretended to be weak in order to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger in the annual Large Competition.
"No. 9588 against No. 140!"
"Hmm? That's Ling Hu! Ling Hu, ranked 140th in the Elite Hall, third level of the Martial Vein, this is going to be a good show! "
Just as Ling Ziran felt bored and was about to go back and wait for his opponent to appear, the situation finally changed.
"Ling Hu! Teach that pretentious prick a good lesson! "
"Yes, that kid is too arrogant!"
Ling Xiao used basic martial arts in order to save his true qi. He did not expect that these people would think that he was pretending to be pretentious.
This was really a bit unjust.
However, it was clear that many people were already unhappy with him.
After all, a little beggar suddenly became a famous person. Many people felt that it was unfair.
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