"The new hundred-win challenger … Zhao Feng!"
His loud voice reverberated throughout the Void Ocean Arena.
Due to Ye Moyu's defeat, the mood became even more depressed.
"There's a new challenger already?"
In the spectator stands, the experts from the various regions were shocked.
Ye Moyu's defeat and the unfairness of the hundred-win streak wasn't enough to scare away the enthusiasm of the challengers.
Furthermore, this new challenger dared to issue a challenge right after Ye Moyu's defeat.
It could be expected.
The new challenger was most likely very confident. At the very least, he had to be stronger than Ye Moyu.
"Zhao Feng? Never heard of him. "
"What kind of person will the new challenger be?"
The enthusiasm of the crowd was once again ignited. Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Soon.
A figure at the Small Origin Core Realm slowly walked onto the arena.
This new challenger was in his twenties, and he was a mature and calm youth.
From the Zhao Family at the beginning to the stage of the Outer Regions.
The youth from before had grown into a powerful youth.
"He's Zhao Feng?"
The gazes of the spectators landed on the youth with disappointment.
This new challenger didn't seem to have anything special about him, and his cultivation wasn't as high as Ye Moyu's.
"It's this brat?"
The Elder's eyes squinted as he scanned over Li Yunya.
If he remembered correctly, Zhao Feng and Li Yunya were on the same side.
"Hmph! He's weaker than me, and he wants to challenge the hundred-win streak? "
Ye Moyu's eyes were cold as he clenched his fists. He felt extremely humiliated.
"The first round of the hundred-win streak."
A Great Origin Core Realm judge said casually.
In the corner:
Ye Moyu watched coldly. He wanted to personally see Zhao Feng lose before leaving.
"Zhe zhe, with this brat's early-stage Small Origin Core Realm cultivation, it's already a miracle that he can last four or five wins in a row."
The discussions in the surroundings matched Ye Moyu's thoughts.
On the arena:
Zhao Feng smiled faintly, "I'll take the glory of the hundred-win streak."
Shameless boasting!
Many spectators in the arena rolled their eyes.
Ye Moyu's face twitched. Where did this kid get his confidence from?
To a loser like him, this was undoubtedly an even greater humiliation.
"Hehe, junior, if you can't obtain ten consecutive victories, you won't even be able to earn back the challenge fee."
The black-robed old man smiled in amazement.
At this moment.
On the challenge stage, Zhao Feng's first opponent appeared.
"Junior, allow me, a spectator, to play with you."
A middle-aged Sovereign at the Small Origin Core Realm rubbed his fists and walked onto the stage playfully.
The middle-aged Sovereign was a spectator, and his cultivation was only at the early-stage Small Origin Core Realm. He was on par with Zhao Feng.
In the early stages of the hundred-win challenge, many participants were just spectators.
Therefore, the officials of the arena were not strict with this matter. As long as he didn't surpass 50 consecutive wins, he wouldn't attract the attention of the officials.
"Begin."
The referee waved his hand.
The middle-aged Sovereign laughed and waved his fist. The Heaven Earth Yuan Qi howled as he charged toward Zhao Feng.
This punch could shatter a mountain if it was in a normal place.
However, this was the Void Ocean Arena, so the power and range of the various moves were suppressed to a certain extent.
Bam!
The middle-aged Sovereign's body froze as his attack missed, and he was sent flying.
"What's going on?"
The middle-aged Sovereign wasn't even able to see anything before he was sent flying out of the arena.
Plop!
The middle-aged Sovereign spat out a mouthful of blood after landing on the ground.
The arena was silent for a moment.
Everyone's teasing and mocking smiles froze on their faces.
Hu ~ ~
Zhao Feng blew on his fist before calmly descending to the ground.
"It's over? What shocking speed! "
Many of the spectators in the arena came back to their senses at this moment.
Most of them didn't even see Zhao Feng's movements clearly.
The old man's heart skipped a beat. This new challenger was coming with a ferocious momentum.
Thinking about how Li Yunya had to listen to this youth, the elder felt uneasy.
At the center of the spectating area:
"That punch just now was just physical strength. This brat's body is like that of a giant beast. "
The Eternally Sealed Palace Lord murmured.
Because it was the hundred-win challenge, he noticed that Zhao Feng had just appeared.
This move surprised most of the people.
"The second match."
The referee waved his hand.
Ceng!
Soon, another challenger leaped out from the spectator stands.
The newcomer was a lean man. His cultivation aura was even sharper, and he had the killing intent of a veteran who had been through hundreds of battles.
He was also at the early-stage Small Origin Core Realm, but he was obviously stronger than the middle-aged Sovereign from before.
"Dominating Tiger Flying Sky!"
The skinny man's figure flashed, and he was as agile as a leopard as he charged toward Zhao Feng with a domineering purple-black wind.
Obviously, this lean man was an expert in speed and agility.
Bam! Boom!
A loud explosion occurred between the skinny male and Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng didn't dodge at all and just punched out.
The moment he punched, Zhao Feng's physical body erupted with the terrifying energy of a desolate beast.
The skinny male felt like he couldn't breathe.
Bam!
The skinny male's arm broke, and he spat out blood as he was sent flying.
Defeating his opponent in one move!
Another wave of discussion broke out in the arena.
Even though Zhao Feng hadn't displayed any extraordinary strength, the fact that he could instantly kill someone of the same cultivation level in a single move, this barbaric and simple method, was shocking.
"This brat's body seems to contain a bloodline aura from the Ancient Era. It's probably close to the Ten Thousand Ancient Races."
Surprise flashed through the Eternally Sealed Palace Lord's eyes.
On top of that, he felt that Zhao Feng's bloodline aura was even purer than Ye Moyu's.
"The third match …!"
On the arena, Zhao Feng faced another round of battles.
Bam!
A normal punch sent his opponent flying once again.
Most of the challengers were at the early-stage Small Origin Core Realm, and the most were at the middle-stage Small Origin Core Realm.
Three wins in a row … four wins in a row … five wins in a row!
Zhao Feng's speed was much faster than Ye Moyu's at the early-stage.
"What speed and such shocking power. He completely crushes those of the same cultivation."
Ye Moyu was slightly dazed.
The speed that Zhao Feng displayed was slightly faster than him when he didn't use his bloodline power.
Furthermore.
Not only was Zhao Feng fast, his physical strength was terrifying as well.
Seven wins in a row … eight wins in a row … nine wins in a row!
Not long after.
Zhao Feng faced his tenth challenge.
"Let me try."
A low voice came from the arena's official area.
The newcomer was a dark-skinned male. His muscles seemed to be made of black metal, and he gave off a cold aura.
Bam!
When the dark-skinned man landed on the ground, the stage faintly trembled, displaying a tremendous force that was like a giant beast.
"It's him … the Ironback Black King!"
Many spectators exclaimed as they recognized the newcomer.
The Ironback Black King's cultivation was at the middle-stage Small Origin Core Realm, and his aura was close to the late-stage Small Origin Core Realm.
On top of that, he was a body-strengthening cultivator.
"World Domination!"
The Ironback Black King was like a beast, and as he punched out, a black cauldron-shaped figure crushed down.
"A bloodline technique that can turn one's physical strength into physical form."
Zhao Feng revealed a weird expression.
In the tenth round, he finally met an opponent that was slightly interesting.
The tenth win was a crucial point.
If he couldn't win ten times in a row, he wouldn't even be able to earn back the initial fee.
"Break!"
Zhao Feng roared, his bones, flesh, and blood erupting with the physical strength of an ancient Desolate Origin.
Wu ~ ~
The instant he punched out, the roar of an ancient beast seemed to come from Zhao Feng's body, and the brutal aura made the Ironback Black King feel suffocated.
"My bloodline power … that brat's aura …"
The Ironback Black King's body started to tremble.
Crack!
The Cauldron Strength created by his bloodline skill was shattered by Zhao Feng's fist.
Wah!
The Ironback Black King spat out a mouthful of blood as his body flew back.
Ten wins in a row!
Zhao Feng's face didn't go red, and his heart didn't beat fast.
He hadn't used any True Yuan or bloodline power since the start of the battle.
Over the past year or so, under the baptism of the Ancient Dream Realm aura and the heart blood essence of the sea whale, his life force and body had undergone several qualitative changes, as if he had been reborn.
And now.
His state of existence had reached the limit of the Great Origin Core Realm.
In terms of physical strength, the heart blood essence could greatly increase his strength, and under the influence of the Ancient Dream Realm aura, his strength was comparable to beasts of the same cultivation.
Not only that.
When Zhao Feng attacked with his full strength, there was also an ancient aura that suppressed his bloodline power.
"Apart from the bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, there are very few bloodlines that can suppress so many other bloodlines."
A light flashed through the Eternally Sealed Palace Lord's eyes as he murmured.
After ten wins in a row.
Zhao Feng didn't stop there. He continued to challenge.
After all, he hadn't used any True Yuan since the start of the battle.
Eleven wins in a row, twelve wins in a row … fifteen wins in a row.
Zhao Feng's record kept on changing.
Every opponent.
Every time, he would send them flying with a simple punch and suppress their bloodline power.
"Twenty wins in a row!"
The arena was suddenly in an uproar.
According to the rules, the challenger had the right to rest after ten wins in a row.
However, Zhao Feng had won twenty in a row.
What was even more terrifying was that his face didn't go red at all.
He didn't use any True Yuan or bloodline power.
"He's obviously not a body-strengthening cultivator. He's only at the early-stage Small Origin Core Realm, but …"
Shock appeared in Ye Moyu's eyes.
Twenty wins in a row on the first day was his record.
However.
Ye Moyu was slightly tired after winning twenty on the first day, so he didn't continue.
For now.
Zhao Feng hadn't shown any strength that surpassed Ye Moyu's.
However, this terrifying male still hadn't used any True Yuan or bloodline power.
Only 'unfathomable' could describe this young man.
An hour later:
Bam!
Zhao Feng punched out, and a faint purple aura radiated from him as he sent a late-stage Small Origin Core Realm expert flying.
Hua!
The arena was in an uproar.
"Thirty wins in a row!"
The judge was slightly dazed as he announced.
This youth had only used a wisp of True Yuan to reach thirty wins in a row.
If this continued, it wasn't impossible for him to reach a hundred in a row.
"Due to the lack of opponents, today's hundred-win challenge will end."
The Elder waved his hand and stopped the challenge.
His expression was grim as he thought that this brat was too strong. He needed to think of a strategy and deal with him tomorrow.
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