With ten thousand swords, no matter how strong a person was, they would be riddled with holes.
Under Ding Fengchou's control, the eighteen Qi swords danced around and formed a storm of swords, forcing Bai Yunfeng to retreat continuously. "Pu ci!
Pu ci! "
The Qi swords were astonishingly fast and there were many of them. Bai Yunfeng could only do his best to protect his vital points. The other parts of his body were injured by the swords, bleeding profusely.
"Combine!"
Ding Fengchou shouted and his aura suddenly gathered. The eighteen Qi swords merged and formed a real sword in the air.
A scarlet light spread out on the sword. That was Ding Fengchou's strong state of massacre. He quickly formed hand seals with his right hand.
The scarlet sword moved like a beam of light and flashed by. A bloody hole appeared in Bai Yunfeng's chest. He vomited a mouthful of blood and fell over. "Boom! Boom!
Boom! "
Ding Fengchou easily defeated Bai Yunfeng and used Qi as a sword to end his opponent with one strike. Such strength caused the crowd to erupt into an uproar.
Defeat … defeat … defeat …
The Defensive Sword Technique used Qi to control the sword. It could be executed alternately or at the same time. Ding Fengchou's aura soared into the sky along with the Golden Cauldron Drum. He won eighteen consecutive victories.
Including the victories of the first two days, Ding Fengchou had forty-six consecutive victories. He was only fourteen more victories away from tying the highest record in the history of Wrestling City.
Following that, more contestants went up. However, Ding Fengchou suppressed them; they could not pique the crowd's interest.
Only when Jiang Zimo went up did the atmosphere become lively again. Jiang Zimo did not disappoint the crowd.
Although he did not have it as easy as Ding Fengchou, who only used fifty moves in each match, Jiang Zimo performed very steadily from start to finish. He obtained the final victory and became the second contestant to obtain forty-six consecutive victories.
However, the next contestant from the Holy Fire Manor, Leng Yun, was not as lucky. Someone found his weakness and ended his winning streak; it was a pity.
Xia Xiyan also ran into an extremely strong bladesman. The two of them fought an intense battle for hundreds of rounds; they were evenly matched.
In the end, they could only end up in a draw. According to the rules, their winning streak ended as well.
Gao Yangyu rushed into the tall tower, looking travel-worn. He quickly said, "Are we late? Has that brat gone up yet?"
Someone immediately replied, "Not too late. As instructed, he was moved to the end."
The Desolate City was very far from Longyang Island. With Gao Yangyu's strength, he would need to find someone to go back and forth. One night would not be enough.
Therefore, he could only come up with this plan and move Xiao Chen's order to the last.
Gao Yangyu said, "Did this kid ask why?"
"No, it was very peaceful."
Gao Yangyu laughed softly, "This brat is rather tactful. He knows who is in charge here."
"City Lord, are there no problems this time?" The old man asked with interest. Someone who could make Gao Yangyu personally go to Desolate City to look for was definitely not simple.
Gao Yangyu nodded gently and said coldly, "Forty thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones to borrow someone from the wrestling ring in Desolate City. He cultivates a peak Earth Ranked Fist Technique. His physical body and speed are pretty good."
"I can't be bothered to continue playing with him. Let's just cripple him in one match," Gao Yangyu said casually.
The setting sun was like fire, illuminating the clouds in the sky. The matches in the wrestling ring were slowly coming to an end.
The grey-robed old man looked at Xiao Chen, who was in the corner, and said, "Number 125, it is your turn."
Xiao Chen opened his eyes and glanced at the old man indifferently. Then, he slowly walked into the wrestling ring.
When the grey-robed old man saw Xiao Chen's expression, he was astonished. Why does it seem like every time this brat meditates, his strength improves a little?
Furthermore, Xiao Chen is clearly only an Inferior Grade Martial King. Yet, the grey-robed old man could not understand him; he could not understand him.
"I am the Great Qin Nation's Xiao Chen. Please give me your guidance!"
Xiao Chen's voice, which was neither soft nor loud, resounded in the wrestling ring. It immediately caused a commotion.
"I nearly forgot about this brat. I thought he had withdrawn from the competition and was about to leave."
"Indeed, no matter what, he is now one of the five people with consecutive victories. I wonder if he can maintain this."
"Ha ha, I would like to know as well. This fellow always looks like he is using his full power. However, in the end, he is able to pull through. It is truly unfathomable."
As the wrestling ring came to an end, many of the spectators already had thoughts of withdrawing. When they saw Xiao Chen, they became more interested.
"Bang!"
A cultivator in black robes shot out from the spectator stands.
After he landed, his sharp aura immediately created a whirlwind in the wrestling ring, causing Xiao Chen's hair to flutter.
"I am the Desolate City's Bai Zhan. I am here to seek advice from you!"
Bai Zhan took out a pair of shiny metal gloves and slowly put them on. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he looked at Xiao Chen coldly.
Unexpectedly, Bai Zhan was a cultivator from the Desolate City. Furthermore, he was a boxing master that specialized in dealing with Xiao Chen.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen understood why he changed his iron medallion to number 125.
This Gao Yangyu really put in a lot of effort.
Xiao Chen raised his head and looked at a tall tower in the distance. There was a pair of eyes looking at him coldly from there. Every time he appeared, he could clearly feel it.
When Gao Yangyu saw Xiao Chen's gaze in the tall tower, he felt a strange chill. He shook his head and dispelled this chill.
Gao Yangyu smiled coldly and said, "No matter how much you struggle, you will not have a chance this time. This is a boxing master that specializes in dealing with you. You have no chance in terms of punches and kicks."
"Boom!"
There was an explosion and a strong wind blew in the air. Bai Zhan had already put on his gloves and was sending a punch at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's feet were firmly glued to the ground as he looked at this punch. Then, he used his right fist, which was covered in a black glove, to meet the punch.
"Bang!"
When the two fists met, there was a violent tremor. The air seemed to stop flowing for an instant. In the next moment, it exploded.
Countless spider-like cracks appeared on the ground around the two of them. Pieces of rock floated up into the air before exploding and turning into dust.
A strong wind blew and kicked up the dust, covering the two's figures. The crowd's vision was immediately affected. "Boom! Boom!
Boom! "
Suddenly, Bai Zhan shouted three times and punched. Three waves of energy surged out, each wave stronger than the one before. The two, who were originally evenly matched, immediately lost their balance.
This sudden burst of energy forced Xiao Chen to take three steps back. The Qi and blood in his body could not help but surge.
Finally, the three waves of energy merged together and exploded out with an even stronger force. Bai Zhan's body left the ground.
This ferocious and berserk punch was like a falcon hunting its prey. It chased closely after Xiao Chen, whose Qi and blood were surging.
Bai Zhan's gaze was cold and calm; there were no fluctuations at all. In his eyes, Xiao Chen was just prey.
Bai Zhan only had one goal: to injure and cripple Xiao Chen, not giving him a chance to admit defeat!
In a rush, Xiao Chen could only merge his Essence and Vital Qi. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched again.
"Bang!"
Countless long gorges appeared on the ground. The energy from the collision of the two fists kicked up an even stronger storm. Sand and rocks flew everywhere, and a strong wind howled.
Xiao Chen retreated again. This time, he took more than ten steps back before he could stand stably. Blood leaked out of the corner of his lips.
Although Bai Zhan's fist force was not as strong as Xiao Chen's, by stacking three layers of energy and using this technique, Xiao Chen could not clash head-on with his Essence and Vital Qi. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! "
Bai Zhan did not show any mercy when he gained the upper hand. He quickly pressed forward and sent out hundreds of fist images with his fists, attacking Xiao Chen relentlessly.
Bai Zhan controlled the rhythm of the fight. Xiao Chen could only follow his attacks.
However, the gloves in Bai Zhan's hands seemed to be a Secret Treasure. His attack speed was even faster than Xiao Chen's.
Xiao Chen was at a complete disadvantage. After exchanging a few hundred moves, half of Bai Zhan's fist winds landed on him, forcing him to retreat.
Strong explosive power, brilliant techniques, lightning-fast attack speed, and an incredibly calm mental state. In terms of Fist Techniques, Bai Zhan completely suppressed Xiao Chen.
Interesting. It looks like he is not satisfied until I die.
Bai Zhan used his full power in every move. It was clear that he would not stop until he crippled Xiao Chen.
If he made any mistakes, he would not be able to recover from this setback. He would lose countless times in a row. Xiao Chen smiled coldly to himself. Unfortunately, I was never a fist master.
"Using a fist master to deal with me? Isn't that a joke?!"
"Roaming Dragon's Nine Transformations, Split!"
After retreating for a long time, Xiao Chen's figure suddenly flickered, and he split into nine clones. These clones headed in nine different directions, quickly escaping from Bai Zhan's attacks.
The nine clones looked exactly the same. Amidst the dust and chaotic winds, it was hard to tell which one was the real one.
Bai Zhan mocked, "Cloning Techniques are unorthodox. Before absolute strength and speed, they are useless. Why are you, a fist master, learning this? Break for me!"
Xiao Chen said calmly, "Absolute speed? Do you have it?"
Blood Flame Shoes secret technique, activate!
Xiao Chen shouted, and the Black-winged Blood Flame Eagle patterns on his shoes suddenly lit up. Suddenly, Xiao Chen's speed increased by four times the speed of sound.
"Ka ca!"
The instant the nine clones merged, a saber appeared in Xiao Chen's hand. The saber's edge was sharp, and it gave off a cold light. He quickly executed Drawing the Saber.
A dazzling bolt of lightning flashed through the air filled with dust. Xiao Chen wanted to hack Bai Zhan in half with his saber.
Bai Zhan's previously relaxed face revealed a horrified expression. Damn it! Why didn't Gao Yangyu tell me that this fellow is a bladesman?
Bai Zhan's punch was extremely fast. Originally, he had intended to break all of Xiao Chen's clones in one go. However, he had not expected that Xiao Chen did not even think of using his clones to confuse him.
Xiao Chen used an even faster speed to clash with Bai Zhan's attack. Furthermore, it was not a Fist Technique but a Saber Technique with a startling aura.
Even if Bai Zhan wanted to retreat, he did not have the opportunity to do so. His opponent's explosive speed reached four times the speed of sound. It was not something that Bai Zhan could dodge. He could only do his best to avoid being hit in the vital areas.
"Ah!"
A miserable cry resounded, accompanied by a spurt of blood. Xiao Chen's saber strike chopped off one of Bai Zhan's arms.
Bai Zhan lay on the ground, his left hand covering his wound. He trembled as he said, "How hateful! You are actually not a fist master."
When fist masters fought with fist masters, when fist masters fought with bladesmen, they all had different strategies. Furthermore, they were two completely different sets of strategies.
Bai Zhan had used the strategy of fighting a fist master against a bladesman. It would be difficult for him not to suffer a tragedy.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, "Sorry, I never said that I was a fist master."
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