"He is just lucky. How can someone from the Great Qin Nation obtain more than fifty consecutive victories?"
"That's right. Why are you pretending to be noble and virtuous? He will eventually taste defeat."
Everyone felt jealous. When they heard Yun Ping's words, they all agreed.
When Xiaorou saw this, she felt very angry. She said, "Senior Sister, how can they do this? To think they are the outstanding talents of the various places. They do not have any magnanimity at all."
Xia Xiyan smiled faintly and said, "You will understand when you see more of them in the future."
Xia Xiyan had been out adventuring since the age of fourteen. She had seen too much of the dark side of the world.
The things that Xiaorou saw were just a drop in the bucket. They could no longer cause any ripples in Xia Xiyan's heart.
Xiaorou looked at Xiao Chen, who was immersed in cultivation. She asked, "Senior Sister, do you think that fellow will be able to obtain consecutive victories today?"
Xia Xiyan shook her head slightly, indicating that she did not understand. It was hard to say.
Xia Xiyan had a draw yesterday, so her winning streak had ended. The people who fought yesterday were all peak Martial Kings. Furthermore, they did not lack combat experience.
Xia Xiyan had experienced it herself. She did not believe that Xiao Chen's victories could be explained by luck.
Xiao Chen was strong. However, when Xia Xiyan saw how difficult it was for him to win every match, she could not see through Xiao Chen.
It seemed like if he could continue winning, he would lose the next match. She could not understand him at all.
Ding Fengchou and Jiang Zimo looked at Xiao Chen with unfathomable gazes. Their hearts were filled with doubts.
However, Pei Shaoxuan ignored Xiao Chen. He did not care about him at all. He walked over to Jiang Zimo and smiled, "Brother Jiang, with our strength, we should be able to continue winning today."
Jiang Zimo shook his head and said, "It is hard to say. Forty-eight consecutive victories is a threshold. The experts hired by the wrestling ring should be coming out soon."
"If we continue winning like this, the Spirit Stones we win are small. However, the Spirit Stones from the people outside will be enough to bankrupt Gao Yangyu."
Pei Shaoxuan did not care and said, "Let's wait and see. Unless a half-step Martial Monarch comes out, I do not believe that anyone can defeat me."
Jiang Zimo smiled gently and did not say anything.
Jiang Zimo had seen many peak experts below half-step Martial Monarch. There were many such people in the Myriad Fiend Palace alone.
With Pei Shaoxuan's attitude, he would definitely lose today.
The spectator stands in the Colosseum were filled with people. There were even situations where two or three people were sitting on the same seat.
With Gao Yangyu's promotion, the news that this wrestling ring was the first round of selections for the Ancient Desolate Tower quickly spread.
As a result, many cultivators on Longyang Island received the news and rushed over in large numbers. Today's ticket prices had increased by several times, and they were all sold out.
The supply could not meet the demand. Moreover, the fourth day of the Colosseum was the true climax of the event.
The participants who obtained consecutive victories had already accumulated more than a hundred thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones.
To be able to afford such a challenge fee, one's own strength was a kind of proof. It could be imagined that the fights would be incomparably intense.
The combination of the two resulted in the situation of two or three people sitting together in the audience seats.
"Five participants obtaining forty-six consecutive victories at the same time. This is the first time something like this has happened in Wrestling City on Longyang Island."
"Wrestling City has been around for close to a thousand years, but the highest winning streak was only sixty. Furthermore, that was a hundred years ago. This is the first time I've seen so many people obtain forty-six consecutive victories."
"That is normal. Think about who is qualified to participate in the Ancient Desolate Tower selections. How could any of them be mediocre?"
"Let's see who will obtain sixty consecutive victories in the end. I bet half of my wealth on Ding Fengchou."
"I bet on Pei Shaoxuan. That fellow can order around Spirit Beasts. Few people of the same cultivation realm would be a match for him."
"Ha ha! I bet on Pei Shaoxuan as well. The Spirit Beasts are undefeatable. With more than ten Spirit Beasts surrounding him, it would be hard to break through."
Before the wrestling ring started, the discussions about the wrestling ring never stopped. Aside from the Ancient Desolate Tower, most of the discussions focused on who would obtain sixty consecutive victories.
Most of the topics were focused on who would be able to obtain 60 consecutive victories. After all, they had bet real money on these people. The victories of these people were closely related to their interests.
Dong! "
As the war drums rang out, the wrestling ring officially started. As the first participant, Yun Ping went up first.
"I am the Great Chu Nation's Yun Ping. Everyone, please give me some pointers!"
After Yun Ping landed, he performed a cupped-fist salute in all directions.
However, even after a few minutes, no one was willing to go up. This made him feel somewhat embarrassed.
As of now, Yun Ping had only accumulated five consecutive victories. Defeating him would not give him many Spirit Stones, so no one was interested in him.
After ten-odd minutes, someone came down to challenge him. This person did not even look at Yun Ping and immediately started fighting.
"Bang!
Bang! Bang! "After a hundred moves, this person's sword left a two-centimeter-long wound on Yun Ping's chest. The wound was so deep that his bones and internal organs could be seen.
Yun Ping used his trump card and turned the tables at the last moment.
However, due to the severe wound on his chest, Yun Ping lost again and again in the next ten-odd matches. Eventually, he lost seventeen consecutive matches.
Boos came from the entire wrestling ring, making Yun Ping feel ashamed.
The following matches were rather boring; there was nothing to see. Only when Pei Shaoxuan went up did thunderous cheers resound in the wrestling ring.
Pei Shaoxuan smiled faintly; he enjoyed this feeling. He raised his head and said, "I am Pei Shaoxuan of the Beast Taming Abode. Everyone, please give me some pointers!"
"Xiu!"
Right after Pei Shaoxuan spoke, a stout man wearing black soft armor with a black wolf tattoo on his neck and a mace on his back quickly descended from the spectator stands.
This was a stark contrast to Yun Ping, who had not appeared for ten-odd minutes.
"I am Tuoba Liuyun. I am here to experience your great moves."
Pei Shaoxuan looked at the mace on Tuoba Liuyun's back and the black wolf tattoo on his neck. Then, he touched the ring on his hand and mocked, "Unexpectedly, you are a barbarian warrior. I have defeated quite a few people. It looks like there will be one more today."
However, Tuoba Liuyun ignored Pei Shaoxuan's belittling words. After he spoke, he took out the mace on his back.
The black wolf tattoo on Tuoba Liuyun's neck seemed to come to life as it quickly spread over his face.
When Tuoba Liuyun's entire face was covered by the wolf tattoo, he suddenly shouted and rushed at Pei Shaoxuan.
"Hu chi!"
Tuoba Liuyun moved as fast as lightning and swung his mace. The huge mace tore the air in half; it was very mighty.
"Ignorant!"
Pei Shaoxuan smiled coldly and retreated gently. Then, he raised the ring in his hand and prepared to summon a Spirit Beast. He only needed two hand seals to summon a Rank 7 Spirit Beast.
After that, he could summon two, three, or four Spirit Beasts. If a Rank 7 Spirit Beast was not enough, he could summon a Rank 8 Spirit Beast. He could easily grind anyone to death.
"Xiu!"
However, just at this moment, the wolf tattoo on Tuoba Liuyun's body came out and formed the image of a black wolf, encasing Tuoba Liuyun.
The instant the image of the black wolf appeared, Tuoba Liuyun's speed doubled again.
"Bang!"
The mace struck Pei Shaoxuan, who had not completed the last hand seal. Pei Shaoxuan was immediately flung into the air like a sandbag.
"Pain!"
Pei Shaoxuan vomited a mouthful of blood. He had an extremely pained expression on his face. This strike had broken several of his ribs.
Damn it! Why is this fellow so fast? Pei Shaoxuan thought in horror. He did not give me any time to summon a Spirit Beast. "Boom! Boom!
Boom! "
Tuoba Liuyun did not give Pei Shaoxuan any time to react. His mace moved so fast that not even an afterimage could be seen. In the blink of an eye, Pei Shaoxuan was struck more than ten times.
Pei Shaoxuan was like a sandbag, easily toyed with by Tuoba Liuyun. He could not react at all.
Every time Pei Shaoxuan tried to form the final hand seal, he would be interrupted by the mace, preventing him from summoning any Spirit Beasts.
"It's over. Pei Shaoxuan is going to lose. This Tuoba Liuyun is simply too fast."
"Damn it! I should have thought of it long ago. As long as this fellow cannot summon a Spirit Beast, he will lose half of his strength. To think I even bet ten thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones on him. "
"Me too. I am in an even worse state than you. I bet twenty thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones, and now, it's all gone."
When the spectators saw the situation in the wrestling ring, they all started cursing. This was a serious loss.
Up in the tall tower, Gao Yangyu revealed a faint smile. "Tuoba Liuyun indeed does not feel any pressure when dealing with Pei Shaoxuan."
Gao Yangyu turned his head back and said to the group of old men at the table, "It is time to reap the harvest. How much did you bet on Pei Shaoxuan?"
"Two million Medial Grade Spirit Stones."
The smile on Gao Yangyu's face became even wider. If Pei Shaoxuan lost, these two million Medial Grade Spirit Stones would all be his.
"Very good. I remember that the next contestant with consecutive victories is Ding Fengchou," Gao Yangyu continued.
The old man leading the group nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed Ding Fengchou. He bet a lot, a total of six million Medial Grade Spirit Stones."
Gao Yangyu smiled faintly and said, "The Heavenly Gate Defensive Sword is indeed not easy to deal with. However, there is still a chance of a draw."
Pei Shaoxuan was covered in wounds. He weakly returned to the spectator stands. He was severely injured and could not continue fighting, so he could only give up.
Pei Shaoxuan had lost eighteen matches in a row. His expression was very unsightly.
The wrestling rings continued. The challengers today were all very strong. As a result, few of them had more than a fifty percent chance of victory.
The crowd finally felt that sixty consecutive victories were not that easy to obtain, even if they were not consecutive victories.
After three days, the spectators had already figured out their strength and moves. However, they did not know anything about their opponents.
If they were like Yun Ping and were severely injured in the first match, they might end up with consecutive defeats every day.
When the crowd saw Pei Shaoxuan, who was injured and forced to give up for a day, the unease in their hearts intensified.
If even Pei Shaoxuan could not avoid such an outcome, then wouldn't it be even more dangerous for them? The crowd started to panic.
The waters of this wrestling ring were much deeper than they thought.
The crowd looked at Xiao Chen, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating calmly. They sighed and said, "This fellow is really damn calm."
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