"Of the seven people with consecutive victories, only this person is left. Unfortunately, no matter what, it has nothing to do with me. I only bet five hundred Medial Grade Spirit Stones on him."
"I bet less than you, only two hundred. I bet all of my bets on Ding Fengchou."
"Me too, I bet most of my bets on Jiang Zimo. I only bet seven hundred Medial Grade Spirit Stones on him."
"Let's wait and see. If he loses today, all his consecutive victories will come to an end. It would be like the wrestling ring ended early."
When Xiao Chen entered the arena, with his familiar voice and expression, the many cultivators in the spectator stands perked up again.
Many of them already had the mentality of watching the last match.
After today, there would be no more consecutive victories. The greatest charm of the wrestling ring would be gone.
It did not matter whether they watched or not.
"Hu chi!
Hu chi! "A strong wind blew in the arena. The wind howled and kicked up a cloud of dust, filling the air.
This was a strong wind created by pure aura. Even though this person was here, his aura was already so strong. This person was not simple.
Xiao Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the old man slowly descending from the sky.
The person landed firmly on the ground. His hair and eyebrows were white, and wrinkles appeared on his face. He looked old, and his voice was somewhat hoarse. He said indifferently, "Bai Mufeng, here to seek advice!"
"It is actually Bai Mufeng. This old fellow has not come out for decades. I thought he was dead."
"I seem to remember this fellow. Fifty or sixty years ago, he would often end the winning streaks of cultivators. After that, there was no news of him. Unexpectedly, he reappeared today."
"Fifty years ago, he was already a Superior Grade Martial King. How horrifying is his cultivation now? He should be strong enough to kill Xiao Chen."
"This time, it's all over. His last winning streak is about to end."
When the spectators in the spectator stands saw the white-haired old man announce his name, they all shook their heads in regret.
Originally, they thought that Xiao Chen would be able to obtain a few more consecutive victories. Now, they no longer held any hope.
The reason for this was that the difference in cultivation was too great.
"Boom!"
Bai Mufeng did not pay attention to the surrounding voices. After he finished speaking, a one meter long sword appeared in his hand and he waved it.
A thick Sword Qi that was over twenty meters long swept out with boundless momentum. As the Sword Qi surged, it seemed as if even the air was being split in half.
Xiao Chen tapped the ground with his toes and quickly dodged to the side, temporarily avoiding the attack.
Boom!
As soon as his foot left the ground, the thick Sword Qi crashed into the ground. With a loud bang, the Sword Qi created a long ravine that was half a meter deep.
"What a guy! The treasured sword hasn't aged. Instead, it's surging even more." Seeing this scene, the audience on the stage cried out in surprise.
Boom boom boom!
A strong wind blew and Bai Mufeng's figure flickered. He brandished his sword four times in a row and the four strands of sword Qi intertwined with each other, spinning continuously.
Every Sword Qi was more than twenty meters long. Like a windmill, they descended from the sky and pressed down on Xiao Chen.
"Whirlwind Sword Chop, Bai Mufeng's famous consummate skill. The power of the sword descends from the sky. You can't dodge this move, you can only face it head-on."
"Unexpectedly, this old fellow is still so strong. I remember that he could only brandish his sword twice in the past. Now, he can brandish his sword four times."
Seeing this Whirlwind Sword Chop, a sword expert immediately started explaining.
Xiao Chen looked up and saw that the four strands of sword Qi were spinning rapidly. He could no longer see their outlines; he could only see blurry shadows.
The power of the sword condensed in the sky, carrying a supreme might as it slowly pressed down. Xiao Chen felt like a mountain was pressing down on him; he had no way to dodge.
Even a mountain is pressing down; where can you hide? The Whirlwind Sword Chop has reached such a level.
What an exquisite Sword Move! Xiao Chen frowned slightly. He thought to himself, Unexpectedly, I can't dodge it.
Since I can't dodge, I will break it for you!
Xiao Chen shouted and the acupoints on his palm burst open. "Boom!" A strand of Dragon Qi gathered in his right arm.
In that instant, Xiao Chen felt like he was filled with boundless strength; he could even shatter a mountain.
The Dragon Qi gathered in his five fingers and he clenched his left hand into a fist. Then, Xiao Chen soared into the sky at the center of the Whirlwind Sword Chop.
"You overestimate yourself. So what if you can break it?!"
Bai Mufeng snorted coldly. The Essence in his body surged and his clothes fluttered continuously.
"Hu! Hu!" The air started to surge along with the fluttering of his clothes.
It formed a strong wind that howled back and forth in the dueling ring, rising and falling like waves.
"Whirlwind Sword Chop, five swords!"
"Whirlwind Sword Chop, six swords!"
"Whirlwind Sword Chop, seven swords!"
Bai Mufeng's aura rose continuously. A strong wind blew and the sky changed color as he brandished his sword continuously. "Boom! Boom!
Boom! "
The Whirlwind Sword Chop grew larger and larger as it flew at Xiao Chen. As the sword Qi spun, it stirred up a horrifying storm.
The ground split open and huge chunks of soil flew into the sky, unable to withstand the horrifying force.
"Damn it! What is this Bai Mufeng trying to do? He is clearly trying to kill Xiao Chen!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.
As the strong wind blew, several Martial Saint cultivators in the spectator stands could not stand stably and started to sway.
However, Bai Mufeng did not stop. In the end, he sent out a Whirlwind Sword Chop consisting of ten strands of sword Qi. Only then did he slow down.
"Hu!
Hu! "Bai Mufeng panted continuously. After he sent out these ten Whirlwind Sword Chop, he seemed to have aged ten years.
His entire person also became extremely weak; he could no longer exert any strength.
Layers upon layers of Whirlwind Sword Slashes, each larger and stronger than the previous one, looked like a continuous mountain range that overlapped with each other.
The expressions of the various outstanding talents in the spectator stands changed. This was especially so for those cultivators who were not on good terms with Xiao Chen.
They all had joyful expressions on their faces. They could tell that the might of these seven Whirlwind Sword Chop was boundless. An ordinary Martial King would not be able to withstand it.
It was very likely that Xiao Chen would die under these layers of Whirlwind Sword Chop. How could they be happy?
Jiang Zimo, Xia Xiyan, and the others all had worried expressions on their faces. They had not expected such an intense scene to occur in the wrestling ring.
Xiao Chen's expression was calm. He ignored the strong wind and the rocks flying around him. He punched the center of the Pinwheel Sword Chop, which was at the very front, where the sword Qi intersected.
"Break!"
The Whirlwind Sword Chop shattered and a huge force surged into Xiao Chen's body, causing his internal organs to churn.
The shattered sword Qi were like knives raining down on Xiao Chen's body, leaving behind bloody wounds.
"Boom!"
The second acupoint on Xiao Chen's left arm, below his palm, exploded. The two strands of Dragon Qi merged and shattered it with one punch. Then, he followed up with the second Whirlwind Sword Chop.
The third acupoint exploded. Once again, Xiao Chen broke through an even more powerful Pinwheel Sword Chop, slashing his way through.
When the final five strands of Dragon Qi gathered, Xiao Chen had already broken through the Whirlwind Sword Chop formed by the nine strands of sword Qi.
Only the last strand of sword Qi remained. It was also the strongest, the Whirlwind Sword Chop with ten strands of sword Qi.
Xiao Chen's clothes were already in tatters from the shattered sword Qi. Wounds of various sizes covered his body.
There was not a single part of him that was unscathed. If not for his strong physical body, just the shattered sword Qi would have torn Xiao Chen to shreds countless times over.
When Xiao Chen saw the final Whirlwind Sword Chop, he shouted. The Blue Dragon tattoo on his right arm suddenly came to life.
His right fist, which he had not used, finally exploded out.
"Bang!"
A Dragon Might spread out, completely suppressing that mountain-like aura. There was a loud sound, and the entire wrestling ring could not help but tremble a few times.
"Whoosh!"
The Whirlwind Sword Chop formed by the ten strands of sword Qi shattered into countless strands of sword Qi. They fell to the ground like rain.
Amid the rain of sword Qi, Xiao Chen descended from the sky and punched at Bai Mufeng.
When Bai Mufeng saw Xiao Chen break the ten Whirlwind Sword Chop, his eyes filled with shock. He had not expected such an ending.
Bai Mufeng wanted to resist, but he discovered that he had already exhausted all his Essence on the Whirlwind Sword Chop. He did not have any strength left.
"Bang!"
With a punch, Bai Mufeng's aged body floated into the sky like a kite with a broken string.
"Pu ci!
Pu ci! "The rapidly descending sword Qi struck Bai Mufeng's body like rain. Soon, thousands of holes appeared on his body, leaving behind countless bloody holes.
When Bai Mufeng landed, he was completely dead.
A strong wind blew. The spectators could not accept this fact. Bai Mufeng was actually killed by the shattered sword Qi that he sent out.
"Damn! He is still alive?!" Yun Ping endured the intense pain as he looked at Xiao Chen, who was still standing. His heart filled with hatred.
Xia Xiyan and the others heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, they were astonished at Xiao Chen's strength.
--- Up in the tall tower, Gao Yangyu's expression remained calm. He looked at the bleeding and injured Xiao Chen, who was panting. He said, "Tell Tuoba Liuyun to prepare to fight. Don't give this fellow any time to vent. I do not want him to lose; I just want him to die!"
The strength that Xiao Chen displayed made Gao Yangyu not hold much hope of defeating Xiao Chen in one go.
Bai Mufeng originally did not have much lifespan left. He was already very satisfied that he could reduce Xiao Chen to such a miserable state.
When the other old men in the room saw Gao Yangyu's cold expression, they all felt a slight chill.
Unexpectedly, Gao Yangyu did not lament the death of one of his subordinates. Such cold-bloodedness made everyone tremble in fear.
"Di da! Di da!"
Blood dripped from Xiao Chen's wounds onto the ground. Pain spread throughout his entire body.
It was hard to imagine that a Martial King could send out ten layers of Whirlwind Sword Chops. Even with Xiao Chen's Essence, he would not be able to sustain the exhaustion of this move.
Only an old monster like Bai Mufeng, who had lived for more than a hundred and fifty years, could do this.
Unfortunately, Bai Mufeng had not expected Xiao Chen to have the Blue Dragon's Qi. That was the power of a half-step Martial Monarch's full-power strike.
This was also a trump card that Xiao Chen would not use unless he had no other choice. Once he used it, he would be able to break any killing move under half-step Martial Monarch.
Even so, Xiao Chen found the injuries somewhat unbearable. Although the external injuries looked horrifying, they were small matters.
It was just some pain. After enduring it for a while, it would pass. With Xiao Chen's mental state, it would not affect his combat.
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