(There's actually double the monthly votes, please, thank Liu Li for her tip. Without you, the group is a lot quieter.)
The thousand-meter-wide moat was crossed by a black arch bridge that was also a kilometer-long. The arch bridge was very wide and could accommodate several carriages at the same time without being crowded.
A man and a woman stood on the edge of the arch bridge, watching the flowing river, quietly snuggling up to each other, as quiet as a painting.
Chen Zong stepped across the arch bridge and walked towards the gates of Hundred Battles City. The gates were wide open, allowing anyone to enter and exit.
As soon as Chen Zong stepped into Hundred Battles City, he felt a different aura from the other cities. Everywhere was desolate, as if a battle was about to break out at any time, without the slightest bit of leisure.
The wide streets were paved with black stones and gave off a solemn feeling. The pedestrians walking on them also seemed to be in a hurry, as if they were rushing to the battlefield.
"Brother Lin, are you going to the Hundred Battles Arena?"
"Yes, Liu Anyi already had a thirty-match winning streak the day before yesterday. I don't know if he can continue today."
"I'm also here to see Liu Anyi."
"In addition to Liu Anyi, I heard that Gu Zhong Yuan, who had a twenty-match winning streak a few days ago, will also continue to challenge."
"Mo Sen, who had a ten-match winning streak the day before yesterday, has unfathomable strength. I don't think he's worse than Gu Zhong Yuan and Liu Anyi. Maybe he can achieve a twenty-match winning streak today."
Along the way, Chen Zong could hear a lot of discussions about the so-called Hundred Battles Arena, which made Chen Zong very curious.
"Hundred Battles Arena … Hundred Battles City … Hundred Battles …" Chen Zong couldn't help but think.
As he continued walking, he listened to the conversations around him and gradually straightened out his thoughts.
The Hundred Battles Arena was a feature of Hundred Battles City. As for which came first, the Hundred Battles City or the Hundred Battles Arena, no one knew.
As long as a cultivator was above the True Martial Realm and below the Transcendent Realm, they were eligible to participate in the Hundred Battles Arena.
The Hundred Battles Arena was divided into two types, one for True Martial Realm cultivators and the other for Pseudo Transcendent Realm cultivators.
Any cultivator in the True Martial Realm could sign up for the challenge, but they needed to pay a corresponding registration fee. The registration fee for the True Martial Realm's Hundred Battles Arena was one hundred spirit shells, while the registration fee for the Pseudo Transcendent Realm was one thousand spirit shells.
This kind of registration fee was quite high, and it was also to prevent those who wanted to play in the arena.
In the hearts of the people of the Hundred Battles City, the challenge of the Hundred Battles Arena was a very sacred thing, a symbol of honor.
When he was almost done, Chen Zong changed the direction of the restaurant to the Hundred Battles Arena.
The Hundred Battles Arena was located at the center of the Hundred Battles City. There was a huge sealed martial arts practice field called the Hundred Battlefield.
The Hundred Battlefield was surrounded by a ten-meter-tall stone wall, forming a huge circle. A thirty-meter-tall tower stood in the corner of the Hundred Battlefield, fusing together with the walls. It was the Hundred Battles Tower, and there were a few statues in other places of the Hundred Battlefield.
As soon as Chen Zong walked into the entrance of the Hundred-Year Battlefield, he heard some noises. It was obvious that there were already people fighting inside.
"Five Spirit Shells."
On both sides of the Hundred-Year Battlefield, there were guards in the 9th level of the True Martial Realm. In addition, there were two people who were in charge of collecting the entrance fee, five Spirit Shells per person.
Five Spirit Shells was not a small amount, enough to eat a meal in the restaurant. For an ordinary martial artist in the Qi Refining Realm, five Spirit Shells were not easy to take out, but for most martial artists in the True Martial Realm, five Spirit Shells were not much, and they could basically afford it.
For Chen Zong, five Spirit Shells were really nothing.
After paying five Spirit Shells, Chen Zong also stepped into the Hundred-Year Battlefield with the crowd. The sound of metal clashing was even more obvious, accompanied by bursts of shouting.
Chen Zong quickly glanced around. The Hundred-Year Battlefield was in the shape of a ladder, with a total of ten steps. Each step was one meter wide and one meter high, surrounding the entire battlefield. Each step could accommodate many people sitting on it.
Silently estimating, the ten steps could accommodate forty to fifty thousand people sitting at the same time without being crowded. At this time, there were many people sitting on the ten steps. His initial estimate was that there were more than ten thousand people, and there were still people continuously entering and sitting down.
"They are really good at making money." Chen Zong could not help but secretly think.
The entrance fee for one person was five Spirit Shells. Now that there were more than ten thousand people, it meant that the entrance fee of the Hundred-Year Battlefield was more than fifty thousand Spirit Shells. If all the seats were filled, it could be as much as two to three hundred thousand Spirit Shells.
Of course, five Spirit Shells were not a small number. Most people could not come to watch every day. Even if they had the money, they might not have the time. Therefore, under normal circumstances, there were more than ten thousand people entering the Hundred-Year Battlefield to watch the battle.
In the center of the ten steps was a round arena that was one meter high and one kilometer in diameter. It was black and solemn. It was the Hundred-Year Battle Arena, and there were two martial artists in the True Martial Realm fighting fiercely in the arena.
Chen Zong was not in a hurry to find a seat. After looking around, his eyes fell on a stone tablet on one side. The words on the stone tablet were neatly written, as if they were carefully carved.
After Chen Zong glanced over it, he understood the rules and rewards of the Hundred-Year Battle Arena.
The Hundred Battles Arena was divided into the True Martial Realm and the Pseudo Transcendent Realm, alternating between each other. For example, today's battle was for the True Martial Realm while tomorrow's battle would be for the Pseudo Transcendent Realm.
Whether it was a battle between True Martial Realm cultivators or Pseudo Transcendent Realm cultivators, each person could only participate once a day. In other words, if they failed a challenge and wanted to participate again, they could only wait until the next time. However, if they won a challenge, they could continue to challenge until they won ten consecutive battles.
The maximum number of wins a day was ten, and ten consecutive wins was the basis for the rewards.
Yes, one could obtain rewards from the Hundred-Year Battle Arena, but one needed to win at least ten consecutive battles.
Any True Martial Realm cultivator who participated in the Hundred-Year Battle Arena would first have to pay a fee of one hundred spirit shells, which would then be arranged by the people of Hundred Battles Tower. If they won ten consecutive battles, they would receive a reward of one thousand spirit shells. In other words, if they paid one hundred spirit shells, as long as they won ten consecutive battles, they could earn nine hundred spirit shells. The rate of return was really high.
After ten consecutive victories, if one did not receive the reward, they could continue to challenge the next time and continue to maintain a winning streak until the twentieth battle. The reward would be doubled, which was two thousand spirit shells. However, if one lost, the reward for ten consecutive victories would also be lost.
If it was a Pseudo Transcendent Realm cultivator, the fee would be one thousand spirit shells. After ten consecutive victories, the reward would be ten thousand spirit shells. After twenty consecutive victories, the reward would be twenty thousand spirit shells.
For thirty consecutive victories, the reward for True Martial Realm cultivators would be four thousand spirit shells, while the reward for Pseudo Transcendent Realm cultivators would be forty thousand spirit shells.
The rewards for forty to sixty consecutive victories were somewhat different from those for ten to thirty consecutive victories. In addition to more spirit shells, there was also a Second-Order Pseudo Spirit Artefact.
From seventy to ninety consecutive victories, in addition to more spirit shells and Second-Order Pseudo Spirit Artefact rewards, there was also a pill reward that could assist one's cultivation.
As for the final hundred consecutive victories, that was the end. The rewards for a hundred consecutive victories were also very generous. Not only was there a high number of spirit shells, but one could also choose a Third-Order Pseudo Spirit Artefact from the Hundred Battles Tower, as well as a Heaven Grade Top-Rank pill. What's more, the Hundred Battles Tower could build a statue to stand on the walls of the Hundred-Year Battle Arena.
These were the rewards for True Martial Realm cultivators, while Pseudo Transcendent Realm cultivators were even more generous.
"Statues …" Chen Zong's brow furrowed as his eyes fell on the statues on the walls of the Hundred-Year Battle Arena.
There were a total of four statues, each of which was about three meters tall. Whether it was their demeanor or posture, they all gave off a lifelike feeling. Even the details of their robes were very clear and lifelike. Obviously, they were the work of a master sculptor.
Of the four statues, one was gilded in gold while the other three were gilded in silver. The gilded statue was the Pseudo Transcendent Realm cultivator who had won a hundred consecutive victories, while the three gilded silver statues were the three True Martial Realm cultivators who had won a hundred consecutive victories.
At the feet of the four statues was a circular platform about half a meter high with the name and identity of the person represented by each statue written on the platform.
At this time, the outcome of the Hundred Battles Arena had been decided.
Chen Zong immediately went to the registration area and took out a hundred spirit shells to save his life. He also received a number wooden token and went to the waiting area to wait.
The waiting area was located in the Hundred Battles Tower, at the same level as the tenth step of the Hundred-Year Battle Arena. Facing the Hundred Battles Arena, one could see everything clearly.
At this time, there were more than a dozen cultivators sitting in the waiting area, each of them having reached the late-stage of the True Martial Realm.
As soon as Chen Zong stepped into the waiting area, more than a dozen gazes fell on Chen Zong one after another. Every gaze flashed as if they wanted to see through Chen Zong. After all, coming here meant that they wanted to participate in the Hundred Battles Arena and could become their opponent.
Immediately, they were surprised as they found that they couldn't see through Chen Zong's cultivation. They couldn't even feel a trace of cultivation aura.
Without any cultivation aura, he was either an ordinary person, not even in the Qi and Blood Realm, or he had a special method to conceal his aura. It could be a treasure or some kind of secret technique.
Those who dared to sign up for the Hundred Battles Arena had to be at least in the True Martial Realm, so it could only be the latter.
"Hmph, hiding the head but showing the tail," a man who looked to be in his thirties said disdainfully.
Among these people, only two were relatively young, looking to be less than thirty years old. The others were over thirty years old, but it was impossible to accurately estimate their specific age.
After all, those who could reach the late-stage of the True Martial Realm before the age of thirty were often talented. In the Tianjiang Prefecture of the Longtu Region, they could be called geniuses.
Of course, in the Imperial City region, reaching the late-stage of the True Martial Realm or even the ninth stage of the True Martial Realm before the age of thirty could only be considered good. After all, the cultivation environment and resources were different.
Ascending Heaven Region had two high-grade Sect. Overall, it was better than Longtu Region. In the long run, Ascending Heaven Region's cultivation level would also be better than Longtu Region's.
Chen Zong heard the man's disdainful words, but he didn't get angry, nor did he show any expression, as if he didn't hear it. Chen Zong saw through the man's cultivation at a glance. He was in the eighth stage of the True Martial Realm. With such cultivation, even if his strength was high, Chen Zong could kill him with one sword strike.
Seeing Chen Zong didn't respond, the man couldn't help but smile coldly and didn't say anything. The others saw that Chen Zong didn't show any expression in the face of such ridicule and couldn't help but see clearly.
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