"Congratulations to number 30 for obtaining ten consecutive victories."
A loud voice resounded from the Hundred Battle Tower, resounding through the whole place. Everyone cheered, but the cheers were not loud because ten consecutive victories were too common in the Hundred Battle Arena.
"Number 30, please tell us your name and title." Another voice resounded from the Hundred Battle Tower. Everyone pricked up their ears.
Only by obtaining ten consecutive victories would one be qualified to announce their name and title. It was like an honor for the tens of thousands of people present to remember.
Tell us your name and title!
You have your name, but you don't have your title now. You used to be called Sword Son.
"Sword Son … Chen Zong!" After three breaths, Chen Zong said his name and title.
Even though he was removed from the Sword Sect, it was not the sect's intention. They had no choice but to do so under some circumstances. Chen Zong did not resent them. Instead, he was grateful to the elders of the Sword Sect. He always thought of himself as a disciple of the Sword Sect.
Now that he was in the outer region, he would make a name for himself in the Sword Sect.
"Sword Son, it sounds very impressive."
"There is an indescribable domineering aura."
"Crazy!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard Chen Zong say his title.
"Sword Son," Mo Sen said in a low voice. Gu Zhongyuan's smile grew wider.
After Chen Zong obtained ten consecutive victories, today's battles came to an end.
"Sword Son, Chen Zong, do you want to take the reward for ten consecutive victories or keep it for another day?" someone from the Hundred Battle Tower asked.
"Continue." Chen Zong did not hesitate at all. A mere thousand spirit shells was not enough for Chen Zong. Such a choice was within everyone's expectations.
Chen Zong leaped up and left the Hundred Battle Arena. He landed on the spectator stand. He was ready to continue watching the battles.
Chen Zong's ten consecutive victories were like a stone thrown into the water, causing ripples and splashes. Soon, everything calmed down, and the new challenges continued.
"Number 44, two consecutive victories. Number 46, Mo Sen."
"Mo Sen is finally going to fight."
"I wonder how strong he is."
"Limitless Blade, Mo Sen. He will definitely obtain twenty consecutive victories."
"Not necessarily, there is still the Ancient Bell Garden."
There was a lot of discussion, and many people became excited. The atmosphere at the scene became even more lively.
Mo Sen jumped up in front of everyone's eyes. He streaked across the sky like a bat. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and a long and narrow black blade flew out of the weapon rack.
When Mo Sen's feet landed on the Hundred Battles Arena, the long and narrow black blade also flew over and landed in Mo Sen's right hand.
The moment the long saber entered his hand, Mo Sen's aura became even colder. It swept out like an invisible wave, covering the entire Hundred Battles Arena, including number 44.
Number 44 was originally in high spirits after two consecutive victories. However, when Mo Sen's aura swept over him, his entire body involuntarily trembled. He felt as if he had fallen into a serene prison. His aura weakened by more than fifty percent, and his hands and feet felt slightly numb. In this state, he could not bring out his full strength. It would be good if he could bring out seventy percent of his strength.
Clenching his teeth, he forcefully raised his True Power and unleashed his strongest blade attack towards Mo Sen. The gigantic blade image filled the air as if it could cut through a mountain.
One Blade Break Mountain!
Facing such a tyrannical blade attack, Mo Sen was not moved at all. His expression did not change at all. However, when the gigantic blade image was about to fall, he waved the long and narrow black blade in his hand. The black blade light sliced through the sky, and the gigantic blade image shattered in an instant. The black blade light did not dissipate, and directly chopped onto the opponent's body, sending him flying out of the arena. There was a blade wound on his chest, dripping with blood. It was a shocking sight.
"I knew it would be like this."
"Mo Sen is too strong."
Chen Zong nodded imperceptibly. He could not tell Mo Sen's true combat prowess from this saber strike. However, he could still make out some clues.
Three star battle strength!
Among the many martial artists, three star battle strength was indeed very strong. Of course, it could not be compared to those top geniuses.
However, for some reason, Chen Zong felt that this Mo Sen was very mysterious.
After defeating his opponent with one blade attack, Mo Sen obtained a consecutive victory. Soon, a second person went up to challenge him, and was defeated by Mo Sen with one blade attack.
The challenges in the Hundred Battles Arena were arranged by the Hundred Battles Tower. This way, there would not be a situation where no one dared to challenge the arena master because he was too strong. That would just be a waste of time.
After being arranged by the Hundred Battles Tower, regardless of the opponent's strength, they would either go up or admit defeat.
Soon, Mo Sen obtained five consecutive victories. He always used one blade attack. That cold blade attack had a kind of tyrannical aura, and no one could resist it. Every single one of them suffered serious injuries. From this, it could be seen that Mo Sen was not a kind person.
"No.46 Limitless Blade, Mo Sen, five consecutive victories. No.51 Gu Zhongyuan, go up."
Following the announcement, it was as if countless stones had been thrown into a lake. Countless splashes spread out, and layers of ripples spread out continuously.
"Gu Zhongyuan is going up."
"Splendid."
Mo Sen had obtained ten consecutive victories before, and Gu Zhongyuan had obtained twenty. Both of them were not weak. Now that they were going to compete on the same stage, it could not help but make people excited.
This kind of battle was much more attractive than normal battles.
It would definitely be more intense.
For the first time, a different expression appeared on Mo Sen's cold face. He was slightly surprised, but he quickly regained his calmness.
Gu Zhongyuan held a bronze-colored long rod that was as thick as an arm in one hand and a beaded necklace on his neck in the other. His figure leapt several hundred meters into the air before falling like a meteor. With an astonishing momentum, he heavily bombarded the Hundred Battles Arena.
With a loud boom, the Hundred Battles Arena shook. Cracks appeared under Gu Zhongyuan's feet, and they quickly spread out. Smoke filled the air, making Gu Zhongyuan look like he had just returned from a battlefield. It was very scary.
"Gu Zhongyuan's title is Fallen Mountain Staff. I wonder who is stronger between him and Limitless Blade, Mo Sen?"
"We will know after the battle."
Chen Zong glanced at Gu Zhongyuan. The scene earlier was indeed very powerful. He estimated that Gu Zhongyuan's battle prowess had reached the level of a 3-Star Martial Artist.
Perhaps Gu Zhongyuan's battle prowess was about the same as Mo Sen's. It would be an intense battle.
The two of them were dozens of meters apart. They regarded each other as strong opponents. A tyrannical aura gushed out from their bodies in an instant, and whistling sounds continued.
The aura on Mo Sen's body was as cold as hell. It spread out, making the spectators feel a chill, as if a gust of cold wind had blown past.
Gu Zhongyuan's aura was different from Mo Sen's. It had a kind of calmness, a kind of heaviness, and also a hint of dominance. It was like a bronze and iron mountain, emitting a shocking sense of power. It spread out, making the spectators feel even more oppressed, as if their bodies were being suppressed by an invisible mountain. Even breathing became difficult.
"What a terrifying aura!"
Most of the people in the spectator stands were ordinary warriors of the True Martial Realm. Some of them were even in the Qi Refining Realm. How could they withstand the impact of such momentum? Fortunately, they were quite far away. If they were in the arena, they probably wouldn't even be able to move.
However, there were a few martial artists who weren't affected. Their battle prowess surpassed ordinary True Martial Realm martial artists.
"I have long wanted to experience the Limitless Blade." Gu Zhongyuan laughed and waved his bronze staff. It brought a strong whistling sound, and an invisible wind blew out. "Come."
"As you wish!" Mo Sen's voice was low, like a gust of cold wind blowing past. He waved his long and narrow black saber. A dark saber light as deep as hell broke through the air, silently attacking Gu Zhongyuan.
"It's here, the Limitless Blade's amazing Blade Technique."
"Good." Gu Zhongyuan wasn't surprised. Instead, he was happy. His aura fluctuated, and his bronze staff swept out like a storm, rolling up an astonishing force.
Streaks of black saber light pierced through the air and continued to attack. They densely covered the entire Hundred Battles Arena. Every saber light seemed to have a spirit of its own. They moved around and continued to attack the Ancient Bell Garden.
"What an exquisite Blade Technique." Chen Zong was a little surprised. With Chen Zong's current martial arts attainments, he could naturally see some clues. This kind of Blade Technique was much more exquisite than the original Sword Technique of the Unhindered Sword Sect. From this point, it was clear that Mo Sen's origin was not simple.
"That is …"
"The Limitless Blade!"
"He's from that family."
The several pseudo Transcendents from the Hundred Battles Tower were startled at first, then their eyes widened in surprise.
"The Limitless Blade is that family's inherited Martial Art. It's impossible for outsiders to cultivate it. There's no doubt that Mo Sen is from that family."
"If Mo Sen is really from that family, his combat strength should be even higher."
"Don't forget that family's style of doing things."
"Sealing? That's right."
While the pseudo Transcendents from the Hundred Battles Tower were talking, the battle on the Hundred Battles Arena was getting more and more intense.
Facing Mo Sen's countless black saber lights, Gu Zhongyuan waved his copper rod and formed a copper circle around him. It was like a copper ball, blocking all the saber lights. No matter how hard the saber lights hit him, he did not move at all. Countless sparks flew.
Gu Zhongyuan was very good at defense. After blocking all of the Blade Auras, Gu Zhongyuan suddenly leapt up into the air dozens of meters in the air. The waving copper rod paused for a moment, raised up high, and fiercely smashed down.
An astonishing rumbling sound exploded, rolling like thunder. The incomparably huge bronze rod shadow was like a mountain falling down heavily.
The name Fallen Mountain Staff came from this.
Some cultivators' titles were given by others and recognized by the public, but some were given by themselves because some cultivators were worried that they wouldn't like the title given by others.
For example, Chen Zong didn't think of a title at first, but after being asked, and considering that he was from the Unhindered Sword Sect, he simply gave himself the title Unhindered Sword.
A title was a kind of representation, often related to a cultivator's own characteristics, whether it was their appearance, what they were good at, or their fighting style.
Gu Zhongyuan's staff bombarded the Hundred Battles Arena like a falling pillar, its power so violent that it seemed as if the entire Hundred Battles Arena would collapse.
Mo Sen raised his head. His eyes seemed to be filled with a black light. As he brandished his long blade, countless jet-black blade lights tore through the air and slashed out. They were densely packed like a torrential downpour, like a rushing river, and like the overflowing sea.
Under the mountain-like staff, the saber lights shattered one after another, but even more saber lights arrived.
At some unknown time, Mo Sen suddenly disappeared from the Hundred Battles Arena. In the next breath, he passed by the mountainous staff shadows and appeared in front of Gu Zhongyuan. His blade swept out from left to right as if it was capable of sweeping away a thousand armies.
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