In each of his three consecutive victories, Chen Zong defeated his opponent with a single strike.
"He's the same as Mo Sen."
"Mo Sen defeated his opponent with a single strike in each of his ten consecutive victories, making it difficult for others to see his true strength."
Number 33 leaped into the air and landed on the Hundred Battles Arena.
"I'll only use one strike. If you can take it, I lose," No. 33's eyes flashed as he shouted at Chen Zong.
"Please." Chen Zong didn't care what his opponent was thinking.
"Take this." Number 33 took a deep breath and suddenly let out a roar. His body swelled up as if it was filled with air. Then, his violent power surged forward like a huge wave. As he pushed his palms forward, a roaring sound rang out. It was as if a ten-thousand-meter tall tsunami was surging forward, one wave after another.
The entire arena seemed to shake along with it.
"What a powerful strike. It's already stronger than an ordinary One Star. It can even threaten a Two Star."
Facing this attack, Chen Zong's expression was still indifferent. He stood motionless with his sword in hand. Until the moment when the violent wave of power rushed towards him, he slashed out with his sword.
It was an ordinary sword strike, but it contained a domineering power that could dominate the world. It also had a kind of carefree and light feeling like flowing water.
"A combination of hardness and gentleness. Good sword technique."
"This kid's attainments in sword technique are quite high."
The eyes of the several old men in the Hundred Battles Tower lit up. They were all pseudo-Transcendents and had been hosting the Hundred Battles Arena for many years. Their eyesight was extraordinary.
The seemingly casual sword strike actually contained an extremely shocking sharpness. It cleaved apart the palm strike that was as violent as a tidal wave, as easily as tearing apart a piece of white paper.
The sword energy was unstoppable and directly slashed at No. 33's body. In an instant, it became vigorous and powerful and sent No. 33 flying out of the Hundred Battles Arena in the blink of an eye.
"He won again."
"It's still one strike."
Mo Sen's eyes were as bright as a blade. Gu Zhongyuan's left hand gently played with the ball-shaped chain around his neck. The smile on his face became more and more obvious. They were all very interested in No. 30.
"No. 30 has four consecutive victories. No. 34, come on stage."
As the voice sounded, another person flew up from the waiting area.
Before this person fell, he waved his hands continuously. Streaks of cold light shot through the air, like a rain of flowers covering the sky and covering the earth. They contained astonishing power that could penetrate steel and hard iron.
The sudden attack was enough to catch most people off guard.
However, in Chen Zong's eyes, the rain of flowers in the sky seemed to be full of order. All the trajectories were clearly visible and were completely under Chen Zong's control.
Once again, he slashed out with his sword, seemingly simple but containing an indescribable mystery, as if he had sealed off the space in front of him. However, Chen Zong's Sword Technique had already reached the limit of Man and Sword Unity, a level that no one present could match. Even the veteran Pseudo Transcendents of Hundred Battles Tower were no exception, so it was difficult for them to see through the mysteries of this attack, only feeling that it was incredibly powerful.
This was a very ordinary sword strike, but it was able to keep all of the glacial light at bay. The longsword trembled slightly, and all of the glacial light shuddered before flying back toward Number 34, who was still descending from mid-air.
"How is this possible!" Number 34 was secretly happy that he had made his move, when he suddenly realized that not only were the flying daggers that he had shot out completely blocked, they were actually reflected back. Extremely shocked, he hurriedly waved his hands and pushed his True Power to the extreme, causing the True Power protection to reach the strongest level.
Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Continuous sounds rang out as beams of cold light shot onto number 34's body. His protective True Power was broken apart as the flying daggers pierced through his protective True Power and stabbed into number 34's body, sinking halfway into his body.
Number 34's face turned pale as he hurriedly rushed down the Hundred Battles Arena, pulling out the flying daggers while sprinkling some medicinal powder on them to stop the bleeding. This scene caused many people to laugh, but at the same time, they were also surprised by the strength of Chen Zong's Sword Technique.
In fact, until now, Chen Zong had not used his full strength at all, not even half of his strength. Chen Zong had only used 10% of his physical strength and 10% of his Zonghu True Qi to perform Sword Technique, and even the Sword Technique was a very basic Sword Technique.
Even so, Chen Zong was still holding back. After all, if Chen Zong's Battle Strength was fully unleashed, it would reach the peak of Five Star. Under such a high realm, Chen Zong was confident that he could even fight against an early Six Star. Now that he was holding back, his Battle Strength was considered to be on the higher level among Two Star.
Out of the five opponents in the Five Battles, only the opponent in the Fourth Battle was slightly stronger, close to Two Star's Battle Strength. As for the opponent in the Fifth Battle, he only had a hidden weapon technique and caught his opponent off guard, that was all.
Number 35 entered the arena and saw with his own eyes how Chen Zong easily defeated his opponent with one strike. It would be a lie to say that he did not feel pressured. Number 35 was under a lot of pressure. He stared at Chen Zong with a very serious face, and pushed his True Qi to the extreme.
Unfortunately, the gap in strength was too obvious. Even if he squeezed out all his strength, it still could not be changed.
Not to mention that there was a huge gap in Martial Arts Realm.
Chen Zong could see all his opponent's attacks clearly. He broke them with a casual strike and defeated them.
"Number 30, Six Consecutive Victories, Number 36, enter the arena."
Effortlessly, Chen Zong obtained six consecutive victories, shocking everyone. Each and every one of them was certain that Chen Zong would definitely obtain ten consecutive victories.
"Friend, you're very strong. I know I'm not your opponent, but I still beg you to show mercy and let me use a few more moves." Number 36 rolled his eyes and immediately said to Chen Zong.
It had to be said that this was an opportunistic person. He knew he was not Chen Zong's opponent, so he asked for a few more moves. At least he would not be defeated by Chen Zong in one strike, which would make him look better.
Chen Zong did not care about this.
With one strike, there was no way to dodge or resist. Number 36 was defeated and left in shame.
"Number 30, Seven Consecutive Victories, Number 37, enter the arena."
Number 37's face was bitter. Just now, those warriors at the peak of Lv 9 True Martial Realm or even the limit of Lv 9 True Martial Realm were no match for one strike from Chen Zong. Needless to say, he had just broken through to the early stage of Lv 9 True Martial Realm. He was not Chen Zong's opponent at all, so he simply admitted defeat.
"Number 30, Eight Consecutive Victories, Number 38, enter the arena."
"I admit defeat." Number 38 shouted very shamelessly. He was not Chen Zong's opponent at all. It would not help him at all, so he simply did not go up and embarrass himself.
"Number 30, Nine Consecutive Victories, Number 39, enter the arena."
"I also admit defeat." Number 39 shouted loudly.
"He admitted defeat again. Looks like he's going to win ten consecutive victories."
"From the moment he attacked, I knew that number 30 would definitely win ten consecutive victories."
Number 39 did not admit defeat. He was a middle-aged man who seemed to be over 40 years old. He looked a little skinny, with a sunken face and sunken eyes. His hands were hidden in the sleeves of his robe.
Number 39 waved his sleeves and leaped into the air before landing back on the Hundred Battles Arena.
His aura was cold and gloomy, with a faint deathly stillness. There seemed to be a faint smell of decay, as if it was the smell of being in the company of corpses for years.
Number 39 did not say a word. His gloomy eyes were fixed on Chen Zong. His eyes seemed to be glowing with a green light. Then, he jumped straight up. His seemingly stiff body was as fast as an arrow leaving the bow. In an instant, he crossed dozens of meters and approached Chen Zong. The smell of decay and gloomy became more and more intense.
The hands hidden in the sleeves of his robe suddenly shot out. His pale green hands were as thin as claws. With a sharp sound of wind breaking, he grabbed at Chen Zong, as if he wanted to tear off Chen Zong's flesh and blood.
"Zombie Art!"
"There are still people who practice this kind of art."
The expressions of the elders on the Hundred Battles Tower changed slightly as they exclaimed in a low voice.
"To practice this kind of art, you need to be in the company of corpses. You need to constantly absorb corpse Qi to refine your body, turning yourself into a zombie. Your body will have amazing toughness and be able to withstand the attacks of swords and sabers. You will also have immense strength, but you will lose your senses and your body will become stiff." An elder of the Hundred Battles Tower said in a low voice, explaining the pros and cons of the Zombie Art. "If you can master the Zombie Claw and Zombie Jump, it will also be a powerful martial art."
"It is good, but unfortunately, to practice this kind of martial art, you can no longer be considered human."
"Everyone has their own ambitions."
The last four words were a conclusion.
Everyone has their own ambitions. Some people would do anything to succeed. It was normal.
The Zombie Art existed because someone created it. Since it was created, there would be people who practiced it. It was reasonable for it to exist.
The zombie claw tore through the air at an extremely fast speed and was extremely sharp. It carried with it a sour and rotten stench that could make people dizzy. Chen Zong was not affected, but he really did not like this smell.
He did not dodge and attacked with his sword.
Number 39's eyes flashed with a green light. His claws sped up, and a green light appeared on his claws. He directly grabbed Chen Zong's long sword. One of his hands grabbed onto the back of the sword, while the other hand was still rushing towards Chen Zong's chest. He wanted to tear off a piece of flesh.
"Got him."
"Impressive."
"Is he going to be defeated here?"
"Nine wins in a row. He is so close to ten wins in a row. It would be a pity if he was defeated."
Originally, everyone thought that number 30 would definitely win ten matches in a row, but no one thought that number 39 would be so powerful. One claw grabbed the sword, and the other claw attacked. His speed was so fast that it was impossible to guard against it, and it was difficult to react.
One had to admit that this Number 39's battle power had already surpassed one star and reached two star.
Although Chen Zong was a little surprised, he did not panic. Even if he was hit by that claw, he would be fine. His powerful body was not a joke.
Of course, Chen Zong did not want to be hit.
As the five fingers on his right hand loosened and tightened, the power accurately flowed into the sword. The sword trembled and directly broke Number 39's fingers. It was like a hot knife cutting through butter.
From the moment Number 39 was caught to the moment he was killed, only a moment had passed. His speed was even faster than Number 39's claw.
Just as the claw was about to land on Chen Zong's chest, the sword had already landed on his body. There was a dull thud like the sound of leather being torn apart. Number 39's expression changed when he sensed the powerful impact of the sword. Although he couldn't feel any pain, the impact of the attack was very obvious. He was sent flying backwards.
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