Up in the tall tower, Gao Yangyu and the old man beside him heard a heart-wrenching scream from the dust-filled wrestling ring.
The two of them could not help but reveal smiles. The old man quickly said, "Congratulations, City Lord. You finally dealt with this brat. Based on that sound, he must have lost at least one arm."
Gao Yangyu had a relaxed expression. He smiled and said, "Naturally, the person I found is more reliable than that Bai Lixi you found. The forty thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones were not spent for nothing."
Knowing that Gao Yangyu was in a good mood, the old man flattered, "City Lord's eyes are naturally far-sighted, able to see a thousand kilometers away. When you make your move, you hit the nail on the head, eliminating any future problems."
"Ha ha! You really know how to talk. However, I like it. Ha ha! Come, let's go and take a look at the information on the bets," Gao Yangyu laughed loudly.
Just at this moment, the dust in the wrestling ring slowly settled. The two of them stopped and turned around, preparing to see Xiao Chen's sorry state.
However, the situation in the wrestling ring was beyond their expectations. One of Bai Zhan's arms was broken, and he lay on the ground in pain.
Xiao Chen had a faint smile on his face. He looked calmly at the two people in the tall tower, as if nothing had happened to them.
The smiles on the two's faces froze. The old man's body trembled slightly as he said in a quivering voice, "City … Lord, it seems like … the one who got crippled is … the person you invited."
"Bang!"
Gao Yangyu's expression turned furious. He kicked the old man's chest and said angrily, "This old man has eyes. Do I need you to tell me? Scram! "
The old man's face was filled with pain as he complained in his heart. The ribs on his chest had not fully recovered yet. Now, they were all broken again.
"Humph!"
When Gao Yangyu saw Xiao Chen's faint smile, he snorted coldly. Then, he smacked the window heavily again.
Gao Yangyu turned around and walked to the western corner of the room. The old man on the ground just got up.
Gao Yangyu's eyes were filled with disgust when he thought about what the old man said about far-sighted, able to see a thousand kilometers away.
Gao Yangyu kicked the old man again, knocking him into the wall and causing him to faint.
"Trash! If you had not gone to find that Bai Lixi, we would not have waited until today to deal with that brat."
When Gao Yangyu arrived at the western corner, he looked at the seven cultivators with extremely strong auras.
In the end, his gaze landed on an old man with white hair and beard. He said indifferently, "Old Bai, I'll need you to make a move earlier this time. Help me kill him tomorrow."
Old Bai slowly opened his eyes and a bright light shot out from his eyes. He said in a calm voice, "As you wish."
Bai Zhan. Anyone who went to Desolate City's wrestling ring would be familiar with this name.
The Desolate City was the link that connected the four great empires. It was one of the two great hearts of the Sky Martial Continent. It was as famous as the capital of the Great Jin Empire, the Wind City.
Since Bai Zhan was able to make a name for himself there, there was no need to doubt his strength. However, it was unexpected that he was an expert in boxing.
When the dust settled, Bai Zhan fell at Xiao Chen's hands, crippling one of his arms. His life would be ruined in Longyang Island's wrestling ring.
The one who ended all of this was the Great Qin youth who still had a calm and indifferent expression, causing everyone to look down on him.
The matches continued. Xiao Chen also figured out how Gao Yangyu dealt with him. Gao Yangyu would send an expert to deal with Xiao Chen every day for the first match.
As long as Xiao Chen could injure Xiao Chen severely in the first match, he would continue to lose the next few matches. This was the best way to conserve resources.
Gao Yangyu probably did not have enough resources on hand. He could not possibly place everyone on Xiao Chen.
In this selection, there was also Ding Fengchou and Jiang Zimo, peak geniuses like them. If they broke their sixty consecutive victories, they would definitely die.
If Xiao Chen managed to break his sixty consecutive victories, there would be horrifying bets placed on him. No matter how rich he was, he would not be able to afford it.
Hence, in the following matches, Xiao Chen did not intend to continue using his saber. He continued to use his Vital Qi and the modified Great Dragon Tiger Fist to fight.
Like the previous day, Xiao Chen won every match in a sorry state.
As of now, he had more than thirty victories. As long as he won a few hundred, he would be able to obtain more than a hundred thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones.
Naturally, those who could afford half the challenge fee were not mediocre. Otherwise, they would not have squandered their money so casually.
Xiao Chen's victories were even more arduous than the previous day. The wounds on his body were already horrifying.
However, as long as he could endure, and his opponent was not a peak fist master, Xiao Chen would persist in using only his Vital Qi.
After the Firmament Body Tempering Art reached Small Perfection, his Vital Qi had increased by twenty thousand. Although it was not obvious, Xiao Chen could feel the improvement.
Compared to the previous day, Xiao Chen's comprehension of the increase in his Vital Qi had become even deeper.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Holding on to the thought of winning, Xiao Chen persevered with the sound of the war drums. As long as his opponent was not defeated, he would not fall.
Complete victory!
After eighteen matches, Xiao Chen obtained complete victory once again. His winning streak now reached forty-six.
Although Xiao Chen was in a sorry state and covered in wounds, his eyes remained calm. He did not care about the crowd's astonishment and disbelief.
Xiao Chen dragged his somewhat fatigued body over to the gray-robed old man and received the one hundred and thirty-eight hundred Medial Grade Spirit Stones that he had obtained today.
This was a crazy number. This was the charm of consecutive victories in the Arena. Those who did not have a winning streak would not be able to do so.
Even though these people had obtained seventeen victories today, they had only obtained fifty thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones. Compared to people like Xiao Chen who had obtained consecutive victories, they were far from it.
If Xiao Chen continued winning, the number of Spirit Stones he obtained tomorrow, the day after, and the day after that would reach an even crazier number.
The expression on the gray-robed old man's face twitched a few times. It was clear that he felt pained. However, he still smiled bitterly and said, "Congratulations on obtaining forty-six consecutive victories."
Xiao Chen nodded gently and thanked the gray-robed old man. Then, he ignored everyone's gazes and walked out of the wrestling ring, heading for his courtyard.
The internal injuries that Xiao Chen had suffered today were more severe than the previous two days combined. It would be difficult for him to recover in a short time by relying on his Essence.
Xiao Chen had no choice but to take out the Spirit Herbs for treating injuries that he had obtained from the herb garden on Qianren Island.
He took out the Spirit Herbs that were five hundred years old and above. Then, Xiao Chen categorized them according to how they treated internal and external injuries.
Finally, he chose two seven-hundred-year-old Spirit Herbs that did not clash with each other. Then, he decocted them and consumed them.
After that, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged and circulated his Essence to speed up the release of the Medicinal Energy. With the assistance of the Spirit Herbs and Xiao Chen's somewhat monstrous physique, the wounds on his skin healed at a visible rate.
The wounds on his skin were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The internal injuries and blocked Qi and blood in his body were also slowly clearing up.
After two hours, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and vomited a mouthful of black blood. He immediately felt much more relaxed; his internal injuries had completely recovered.
Looking at the remaining Spirit Herbs on the table, Xiao Chen said softly, "Spirit Herbs are indeed good stuff. The internal injuries that would have required at least a week were completely healed in two hours with the assistance of these two Spirit Herbs.
"Unfortunately, there are too few of them. There are still two thousand-year-old Spirit Herbs. I will leave them for the day after tomorrow and tomorrow. After the wrestling ring ends on the last day, it will not affect the overall situation."
After Xiao Chen left the room and ate dinner, he started his daily routine. He carefully simulated the fights that happened during the day.
This was especially so for the fight with Bai Zhan. After he simulated it several times, the conclusion he came to was somewhat depressing.
If Xiao Chen did not use the Lunar Shadow Saber, he would not be a match for a peak fist master like Bai Zhan, no matter how he modified the Great Dragon Tiger Fist.
This made Xiao Chen even more determined to obtain a peak Earth Ranked Fist Technique or Palm Technique.
Only then would he be able to bring out his strong Vital Qi and physical body perfectly.
The night deepened and the silver moon climbed up the treetops, sending down a gentle light.
Xiao Chen sat in the courtyard and started to infuse the comprehensions he gained during the day into the Firmament Body Tempering Art's fourth layer.
Using pure Vital Qi to fight, comprehending the wonders of cultivating the physical body during battle was like Bai Lixi had said; it allowed one to improve very quickly.
Every day after the fights, Xiao Chen would gain a new understanding of Vital Qi. Now, he could cultivate the Firmament Body Tempering Art's fourth layer with greater proficiency.
Xiao Chen finally understood how Bai Lixi managed to cultivate the fourth layer in two months.
Aside from talent, Bai Lixi's several dozen years of combat experience with Vital Qi was not something Xiao Chen could compare to.
Time slowly went by. In the quiet night, there were the cries of insects, birds, or people whispering to each other. While it looked peaceful, it was actually very noisy.
In the end, whether it was quiet or not depended on a single thought in one's heart. There was no distinction between day and night.
During the past few days, Xiao Chen cultivated day and night. He seemed to have comprehended something in terms of mental state, becoming calmer and steadier than before.
"Bang!"
When the sun rose on the second day, Xiao Chen opened his eyes. The third acupoint on his left hand exploded open and turned into a strand of azure-colored Dragon Qi filling his left arm.
A light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes as he looked at the third acupoint on his arm.
Xiao Chen revealed a joyful smile. He muttered to himself, "I opened another acupoint. It looks like I can open two more acupoints before I reach Great Perfection. If I reach Consummation, I might be able to open all twelve acupoints on my left arm."
When Xiao Chen arrived at the wrestling ring, he continued to cultivate as usual.
The participants in the spectator stands who had mocked Xiao Chen for the past few days did not know what to do. They felt very conflicted and conflicted in their hearts.
No matter what they said, no matter what they said, they could not erase Xiao Chen's glorious forty-six consecutive victories.
If they continued to say that Xiao Chen was ignorant and had low talent, they would be slapping themselves in the face.
Even a foolish person like Xiao Chen, with such low talent, managed to obtain 46 consecutive victories. What about the people that they did not?
Wouldn't that make them even more ignorant and have even lower talent, even worse than trash?
Yun Ping said with some hatred, "I don't believe that he can still obtain consecutive victories today. How can an ignorant person who is cramming at the last minute obtain fifty consecutive victories?"
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