"Void Sky Curtain of Darkness!"
Zhao Feng was in the darkness, and Ye Moyu's figure was nowhere to be seen.
Many of the spectators were familiar with Ye Moyu's Night Shadow bloodline.
This bloodline allowed Ye Moyu to merge into the darkness domain and appear in any region of the night.
"My senses are greatly restricted in this domain, but Ye Moyu's speed is raised to the maximum. His body is also like moonlight, and the damage I take is halved."
Zhao Feng stood still and didn't move.
In a situation where the enemy was in the dark and he was in the light, staying still was the wisest choice.
Once Zhao Feng attacked, Ye Moyu would be able to catch a slight opening.
"Traceless Dark Night!"
Suddenly, a dark and formless mysterious aura swept across the night sky.
Shua!
A cold wind had already reached Zhao Feng's body, and he felt a piercing pain on his skin.
"So fast!"
By the time Zhao Feng sensed the abnormality, Ye Moyu's attacks had already landed on him.
This was because Ye Moyu could merge into the darkness domain and teleport anywhere. It was comparable to the little thieving cat's spatial abilities.
Bo ~ ~
Zhao Feng's bloodline started to move, and a ripple of blue water appeared on his body.
Weng ~ ~
When Ye Moyu's attack landed on the ripples, it was like he had fallen into an ocean. His power was completely absorbed.
Purple Destruction Wind Lightning Claw!
Zhao Feng's first counterattack was to slap behind him, but he missed.
"Hehe."
Ye Moyu's voice appeared on the other side of the darkness domain.
Zhao Feng's eyes squinted. This Ye Moyu was indeed hard to deal with.
In the darkness domain, Ye Moyu was like a fish in water. He could teleport anywhere and leave the instant he attacked.
In this situation, he could attack his opponent, but his opponent wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
"As expected of Ye Moyu. He made Zhao Feng reveal his bloodline power."
The black-robed elder smiled faintly.
In the first round, neither Ye Moyu nor Zhao Feng had the upper hand.
"The defense of Zhao Feng's water bloodline is truly monstrous. The might of my attacks is greatly boosted in the night, yet I can't injure him at all."
Ye Moyu's figure merged into the night.
However …
The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile. He was now at his peak state. The enemy was in the light while he was in the dark. He had the upper hand.
As for Zhao Feng, he was more or less exhausted from the continuous battles.
"Very interesting, but my goal is to win a hundred matches in a row, so I have to end this quickly."
Zhao Feng's eyes turned sharp as the aura of his Water Bloodline surged. His Bloodline Physique emitted the aura of a primordial beast.
"How could this be …"
Under this aura, Ye Moyu's bloodline power trembled and was suppressed.
Ye Moyu couldn't believe that apart from the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, there was another bloodline that could suppress his Night Shadow Bloodline.
In the blink of an eye.
"Ice Imperial Seal – Ice Imperial Domain!"
Zhao Feng roared as a blue, crystal-like seal condensed in his palm, and he pressed it into the ground.
Boom!
The deep blue ice light seal was like an ice lotus blooming. It suddenly expanded dozens of times and extended into the ground, forming a sparkling ice sealed area.
Instantly.
A layer of sparkling blue ice seal barrier, with ancient and ancient patterns floating on its surface, enveloped an area, freezing and sealing everything in the surrounding area.
Within the area of ice, a forbidden power of the Ice Imperial Domain spread through the air and froze everything.
"My Void Sky Darkness!"
Ye Moyu, who had merged into the night, was shocked. His body turned cold as he looked at the darkness around him, which was sealed by a layer of ice.
Even he, within the Ice Empress Domain, felt his blood and Qi condense, and his body showed signs of turning ice-cold.
"Zhao Feng's bloodline power is even stronger than Ye Moyu's Night Shadow Bloodline. The power of ice and water is so pure that it's close to the Origin. "
The Eternally Sealed Palace Lord's expression changed.
In the clash of bloodline secret techniques, Zhao Feng directly suppressed Ye Moyu.
"Ice Explosion!"
Before Ye Moyu could escape, Zhao Feng's crystal-like fist smashed onto the ground.
Beng! Boom ~ ~ ~ ~
In an instant, the area that was sealed in ice crystals exploded into millions of ice shards and cold winds. A catastrophic cold gale swept through the entire arena.
The array around the arena shook, and a layer of frost formed on its surface.
For a moment, the arena was covered in frost and wind, and everything was blurry.
Bam!
A sorry figure was sent flying out of the arena by the terrifying hail of cold light. He spat out a mouthful of blood in midair.
Plop!
When Ye Moyu landed on the ground, his body was frozen like an ice statue.
The arena was in an uproar.
A tough challenger like Ye Moyu had been thrown out of the arena by Zhao Feng in such a barbaric manner.
"Although I used up some of my bloodline power, this is the fastest and easiest way to win."
Zhao Feng murmured.
Without using his God's Spiritual Eye, he was restricted by Ye Moyu's domain and couldn't lock onto his opponent.
"The seventy-second match …."
The judge continued to announce.
Starting from the seventieth match, the strength of each opponent wasn't simple.
Their battle-power was at least at the late-stage Small Origin Core Realm, and some had even reached the peak Small Origin Core Realm.
Their battle-power was at least comparable to Li Yunya and the skeletal Division Leader.
In order to end the battle quickly, Zhao Feng had to use his Purple Destruction True Yuan or bloodline power.
Seventy-two wins … seventy-three wins … seventy-four wins ….
Zhao Feng's winning streak continued to rise.
The spectators in the arena were all excited and focused on the battle.
"Purple Lightning Wind Ring!"
The purple lightning around Zhao Feng turned into streaks of purple light that radiated an aura of Destruction that could destroy everything in its path.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
In just one move, three late-stage Small Origin Core Realms were sent flying, and their bodies were scorched black.
Sii!
The spectators all took in a cold breath.
This was insane.
Those were three late-stage Small Origin Core Realms.
"You can't do this. Go up one by one and waste his Yuan Qi."
The expression of the Elder in red changed dramatically as he stopped them.
Zhao Feng often fought two or three people at the same time. This was extremely efficient.
The eightieth match:
"Blood Wings Demonic Sovereign!"
A scarlet-robed Venerable had a black mole between his eyebrows, and a layer of snake-like blood floated around his body. He gave off a domineering and bloody demonic aura.
Exclamations sounded.
This Blood Wings Demonic Sovereign was the expert who had defeated Ye Moyu in one move, and his cultivation had reached the peak Small Origin Core Realm.
"Blood Wings Demonic Light!"
The blood-robed Sovereign laughed coldly as a pair of demonic blood wings appeared on his body. His power was comparable to a Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lord.
At this moment, even Zhao Feng felt a faint pressure.
Boom! Boom!
The blood-robed Sovereign's attack contained the power of the demonic blood wings, and the entire arena glowed with a blood-colored light.
"Wings of Wind and Lightning!"
A pair of Purple Destruction Wind Lightning wings extended behind Zhao Feng's back, and the True Yuan within his body started to glitter with a purple light.
Boom!
A terrifying surge of purple Destruction Wind Lightning resounded across the arena, and lightning filled the sky as it radiated an ancient aura of Destruction.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a World Annihilation Thunder Dragon roaring within the destructive storm.
"Arghh!"
The Blood Wings Demonic Sovereign screamed as his body was sent flying out of the arena like a piece of paper.
Eighty consecutive wins, won in one move.
Teng!
The Elder in red couldn't sit still anymore, and his expression was solemn.
"Sending the Blood Wings Demonic Sovereign flying in one move … is this his true strength?"
Ye Moyu's face was pale with shock.
One had to know that.
When the Blood Wings Demonic Sovereign used the secret technique, his battle-power was comparable to a Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lord for a short amount of time.
81 consecutive wins … 85 consecutive wins … 89 consecutive wins!
He was unstoppable!
Zhao Feng's Purple Destruction Wind Lightning and bloodline power were unleashed. Only then did he display his true strength.
After the ninetieth battle, the battle-power of his opponents reached a new level.
The battle-power of these opponents was at least comparable to the Blood Wings Demonic Sovereign, and their bloodline techniques and abilities were all famous across the region.
91 consecutive wins … 92 consecutive wins … 93 consecutive wins!
Zhao Feng's victories weren't as easy as before, and he was fully focused on dealing with bloodline techniques and abilities.
"The battle-power of these opponents are all close to the Great Origin Core Realm, and they're comparable to normal Sovereign Lords."
Zhao Feng felt pressured.
He wouldn't put one or two opponents like this in his eyes.
However.
As the battles continued, Zhao Feng's mental energy, bloodline power, and True Yuan were being expended.
Many of the later opponents could easily defeat Ye Moyu.
94 consecutive wins … 95 consecutive wins … 96 consecutive wins …
"Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng! Zhao …! "
The arena was filled with enthusiastic cheers, and their voices were like a torrent.
Many spectators were filled with excitement as they waited for the record of a hundred consecutive wins.
"He's too strong. Captain's bloodline power and Wind Lightning techniques still suppress everyone even after the ninetieth win."
Li Yunya was stunned.
However.
After the ninety-fifth match, beads of sweat appeared on Zhao Feng's forehead.
There were traces of exhaustion in his expression.
"Although my Purple Destruction True Yuan is powerful, it's less than normal Small Origin Core Realms."
Zhao Feng realized the problem.
When he was breaking through to the Origin Core Realm, he absorbed the Heaven Earth aura from the Ancient Dream Realm, and his Core Core was ten times more condensed.
"Hmph!"
A cold light flashed on the elder's face.
Next.
The ninety-sixth and ninety-seventh battles were against extremely strong opponents comparable to Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lords.
Zhao Feng circulated his bloodline power and swung the Ice Imperial Spear, but he still defeated his opponent with an overwhelming advantage.
However, at this moment, more than half of Zhao Feng's True Yuan and bloodline power had been used up.
"Three more battles."
"Will the miracle of a hundred consecutive wins appear?"
In the arena, there was a wave of enthusiasm.
"The ninety-eighth battle."
A faint smile appeared on the judge's face.
"Brat, it's over."
A vast and boundless power of Yuan Qi descended from the sky, as if it had fused with the natural universe.
Shua!
As soon as the words were spoken, an elder with white hair appeared on the arena.
"Great Origin Core Realm!"
"Sovereign Lord? This has surpassed the hundred-win challenge of a Small Origin Core Realm. "
The arena was in an uproar.
"Hehe, according to the rules, the last three battles of a hundred consecutive wins can have an expert of a higher cultivation."
The black-robed old man smiled lightly.
At this moment in time:
Over half of Zhao Feng's bloodline and True Yuan had been used up. How was he going to face the next three Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lords?
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