Xiao Rou's delicate face flushed red with anger. So many people were talking about her. Even if she wanted to, she would not be able to win.
Xia Xiyan pulled Xiao Rou behind her and looked coldly at the crowd. A murderous intent gathered in the depths of her eyes. She said sullenly, "Is there any point in a group of men bullying a little girl?"
When the crowd felt Xia Xiyan's murderous intent, they did not say anything. After all, Xia Xiyan's strength was clear for all to see. Furthermore, she had become famous long ago.
She was one of the peak geniuses of the Great Xia Nation. It was not a good thing to offend her.
The matches continued, but it no longer had anything to do with Xiao Chen. He was completely immersed in cultivating the Firmament Body Tempering Art.
The mockery and rumors of the outside world entered Xiao Chen's ears. He simply ignored them; they were just a bunch of jumping clowns.
Xiao Chen only quickly digested the comprehensions he gained today and used them to break through to the fourth layer of the Firmament Body Tempering Art.
Xiao Chen's improvement was much greater than he had imagined. Vital Qi flowed through his entire body, surging in his three-hundred-odd acupoints.
The Blue Dragon hidden in his acupoints enjoyed this Vital Qi. Every time his Vital Qi surged, Xiao Chen could feel the greedy expression on the Blue Dragon's face.
After the Blue Dragon Martial Spirit was shattered by Song Que's palm strike, it scattered throughout the acupoints of his body.
As Xiao Chen's Vital Qi grew, the Blue Dragon Qi sealed in his acupoints would automatically open up.
Such a reason was also an important reason why Xiao Chen could not give up on cultivating his physical body. The strength of the Azure Dragon Energy was the best proof of that. The Azure Dragon tattoo on his right arm was the best proof.
Time slowly went by, and the sky slowly turned dark. Xiao Chen had already cultivated for fourteen to sixteen hours.
The matches in the wrestling ring also slowly came to an end. The seven people who obtained consecutive victories from the previous day all advanced to the next round. Their victories were magnificent and effortless.
This was a stark contrast to Xiao Chen's arduous battles. This made the crowd in the spectator stands even more certain that Xiao Chen would not be able to obtain sixty consecutive victories.
The fight had ended. According to the rules, the contestants could leave. Xiao Chen got up and returned to his courtyard.
After dinner, Xiao Chen went to a relatively open area in the courtyard and started to think about his battle plan for the day.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the Great Dragon Tiger Fist had too many flaws. There were too few moves, and the transition between offense and defense wasn't fast enough.
As a result, when they encountered martial artists with exquisite moves, they would fall into a passive position.
Looks like I have to make some changes tomorrow, Xiao Chen thought to himself. I'll make some improvements to my fist technique first.
With his current realm, he was still unable to create his own fist technique. However, it was not a problem for him to make some changes that suited him.
Two hours later, Xiao Chen finally finished modifying the Dragon-Tiger Fist. He then continued to charge towards the fourth stage of the Great Dragon-Tiger Fist. He felt that he wasn't far from the lesser mastery of the fourth stage.
--- At the same time, in the tall tower of the wrestling ring, in Gao Yangyu's room, a group of old men were busily tabulating the information.
"City Lord Gao, we have already tabulated the bets for today. Ding Fengchou and the other five people you mentioned have already bet more than five million Medial Grade Spirit Stones. They should have no problem breaking ten million tomorrow."
An old man holding a stack of information said carefully.
Gao Yangyu had been in a bad mood the entire day. When he heard the tabulation, his expression warmed up slightly. He smiled and said, "As expected. The day after tomorrow is the last day to place bets. In that case, we will release the news that we are candidates for the Ancient Desolate Tower tomorrow. It is not impossible for the bets to break fifty million Medial Grade Spirit Stones."
The room in the tall tower was very large. Seven cultivators with strong auras sat in a corner to the west, resting with their eyes closed.
Among the seven, some had white hair and eyebrows; it was unknown how long they had lived. Others had killing intent written all over their faces. Even with their eyes closed, one could feel a horrifying killing intent.
There were also some with electric currents flickering around their bodies, small tornadoes, or strands of flames appearing out of nowhere.
Clearly, these people had comprehended their respective states to the limit. Even with their eyes closed, they could still emit energy without them realizing it.
When they heard that the bets this time might break fifty million Medial Grade Spirit Stones, joy flashed on the faces of the seven.
"City Lord, what should we do about that brat called Xiao Chen? Should we invite the seven guest elders to come out? Any one of them should be able to crush him easily."
Gao Yangyu glanced at the seven people in the corner and shook his head, "No, each person can only fight twice. This is only the third day. This is too much of a waste."
The old man continued, "In that case, should we invite Shi Feng to come out and let him cripple Xiao Chen in an instant? He won't even have time to admit defeat."
Gao Yangyu shook his head and said, "That is even more impossible. Shi Feng is the treasure of the Ancient Desolate Tower. If someone really obtained more than sixty consecutive victories, do you want me to go bankrupt?"
"Never mind, don't bother about this matter. I will make a move personally and make a trip to Desolate City tonight."
On the morning of the third day of the wrestling ring, Xiao Chen sat on his bed and suddenly opened his eyes. The acupoints on his left palm and wrist suddenly burst open.
Two strands of Dragon Qi flew out and filled Xiao Chen's left hand.
"Bang!"
Xiao Chen clenched his left hand into a fist and punched the air. His Vital Qi surged out and suddenly exploded. Ripples appeared in the air. As the ripples spread, the entire room trembled slightly.
Xiao Chen revealed a joyful expression after his consecutive victories. He stood up from his bed and smiled, "I finally reached Small Perfection in the Firmament Body Tempering Art's fourth layer. Unexpectedly, my Vital Qi increased by ten thousand kilograms of force and I managed to burst open two acupoints."
If the fourth layer reached Consummation, it would be possible to increase his strength by fifty thousand kilograms of force.
The effects of a Heaven Ranked Body Tempering Cultivation Technique were indeed extraordinary. Right now, Xiao Chen's Vital Qi was already very vast.
Every increase of five thousand kilograms of force was incomparably difficult. Back then, Bai Lixi had been stuck at this stage for decades.
Xiao Chen was very fortunate to be able to obtain a Heaven Ranked Body Tempering Art right after he reached this bottleneck.
The sky was already bright. Xiao Chen headed for the wrestling ring and entered the spectator stands.
When the gray-robed old man found Xiao Chen, he immediately said, "Xiao Chen, give me your iron medallion. It has been changed to number 125."
Number 125 was the last person to fight. Xiao Chen did not ask any questions and directly handed over his iron medallion.
When the gray-robed old man saw Xiao Chen's calm expression, accepting the change and immediately leaving without saying anything, he felt a pressure in his heart for some reason.
This fellow is so calm that it is scary.
To Xiao Chen, there was no difference between number fifteen and one hundred twenty-five.
As for what schemes there were, the gray-robed old man did not care. In this wrestling ring, the other party had the final say. Xiao Chen did not have any chance to argue over such a small matter.
After arriving at his own corner, Xiao Chen ignored the gazes of the others. He continued to sit cross-legged and did his best to cultivate the Firmament Body Tempering Art's fourth layer.
"This fellow is trying to make a last-minute effort again. How foolish."
The others watched coldly as Xiao Chen moved. After a few taunts, they ignored him.
The facts had already proven that comprehending the Firmament Body Tempering Art's fourth layer in battle was very helpful. Hence, Xiao Chen did not need to care about the gazes of the others.
The matches began. This day's matches were even more intense than the previous two days. The first ten-odd people did not manage to obtain even half of their victories.
After eighteen matches, even Yun Ping only managed to obtain nine victories. This was not surprising. After all, he had fought so many matches in a row.
The people in the spectator stands were already familiar with the unique characteristics of their Martial Techniques. If they were not like Xiao Chen, thinking about every match, the matches on the second day would be incredibly difficult.
It was reasonable for them to lose. "Strange, they have already changed so many numbers. Why is that Xiao Chen not going up yet?"
"Why do you care about him? Maybe they changed their numbers. You did not even bet on him. Look, Ding Fengchou is coming up."
"That's right. I bet five thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones on Ding Fengchou. I bet that he can win fifty matches in a row."
"Ha ha! You are too timid. I bet ten thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones that he can win sixty matches in a row. The payout is double yours."
"Ha ha! You are too timid. I bet ten thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones that he can win sixty matches in a row. The payout is double yours."
Some of the spectators felt that it was strange that Xiao Chen did not go up. However, it did not cause too much of a commotion.
When the popular Ding Fengchou went up, all the questions about Xiao Chen were forgotten. "Dong! Dong!
Dong! "
When Ding Fengchou entered the arena, he felt the atmosphere of the crowd. The drums in the surroundings suddenly exploded out.
In the twenty-eight matches, Ding Fengchou dealt with his opponents within fifty moves. He used the Heavenly Gate Defensive Sword Technique to kill people from a kilometer away.
Ding Fengchou easily obtained victory without suffering any injuries. He was very popular. He was also the most popular candidate on the betting lists.
"I am Ding Fengchou of the Great Chu Nation's Heavenly Sword Gate.
Please give me your guidance. "The white-robed Ding Fengchou held a sword and cupped his hands.
Right after Ding Fengchou spoke, someone immediately came down to challenge him. Now that Ding Fengchou had won twenty-eight matches in a row, the reward for defeating him would be enough to tempt some ordinary experts.
"Bai Yunfeng, sorry for the offense!"
The person who came was also a swordsman. Right after he spoke, he took the initiative to attack. He quickly rushed at Ding Fengchou.
With the Heavenly Sword Technique, once Bai Yunfeng put some distance between them, he would not lose. He would only have a chance if he got close.
Ding Fengchou pushed off the ground. Contrary to Bai Yunfeng's expectations, he rushed at him as well. A surging sword intent surged out. Before his sword was drawn, a sharp light already appeared.
"Xiu!"
Ding Fengchou used two fingers as a sword and pointed them forward. Eighteen blade-like sword Qi appeared behind him. "Weng!
Weng! "
The sword Qi buzzed in the air like they were real weapons. They carried a sharp state of massacre and kicked up eighteen strong winds as they flew at Bai Yunfeng.
"Ding dang!
Ding dang! "Bai Yunfeng's expression changed slightly as he retreated. The weapons clashed with the sword Qi, giving off metallic clangs and countless sparks.
"Using Qi as a sword!"
An expert in the spectator stands exclaimed in shock.
Using Qi as a sword was an extremely profound technique in the Heavenly Sword Technique. It turned the air into a sharp sword and could be used at will.
This technique had nothing to do with cultivation realm or talent. Instead, it had a very high requirement for comprehension ability.
Rumor had it that after it reached Great Perfection, a Sword Sage could create tens of thousands of Qi swords out of thin air. The Qi swords were very solid, containing the will of the cultivator.
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