Sitting cross-legged, with one hand inside and the other outside, Chen Zong alternated between inside and outside, fusing his strength.
Second Transformation of Will.
Thirty percent of the power of physique and thirty percent of the power of Zonghuang True Power fused perfectly, forming a new and even stronger power. But because he lacked a strong enough opponent, Chen Zong had not completely fused and condensed this thirty percent power.
Cultivating with Second Transformation of Will required time and energy, not instant benefits.
In the Thousand Treasure Pavilion, Chen Zong purchased the Heavenly Sun Sword and Earth Yin Sword, as well as a Third-Order Pseudo Spirit Artefact, spending a total of twenty Low-Rank Spirit Sources.
After a night of cultivation, Chen Zong felt that his cultivation was closer to the peak of the True Martial Realm's 9th Layer and estimated that he would be able to reach it within a few days. At that time, he would have to prepare to break through to the Tenth Layer.
At dawn, Chen Zong went to the Hundred Battles Arena after breakfast. Today was the Pseudo Transcendent Stage's Hundred Battles Arena, so there were many spectators.
Obtaining a complete winning streak, the Pseudo Transcendent Stage's rewards were very generous, naturally attracting many Pseudo Transcendent Realm masters to participate.
But relatively speaking, there were still fewer Pseudo Transcendent Realm masters. After paying the entrance fee, Chen Zong sat down in the spectator area. Before the battle even began, he first glanced at the waiting area and saw that there were only a few people present.
Soon, two Pseudo Transcendent Realm masters stepped onto the stage. The two of them were evenly matched in strength and as soon as they began fighting, a fierce battle ensued. It took more than half an hour before a winner was decided.
The winner had consumed seventy to eighty percent of his strength, but his next opponent quickly stepped up and after a fierce battle, the arena master was defeated.
[It's too difficult to obtain a ten win streak in the Pseudo Transcendent Stage's Hundred Battles Arena,] Chen Zong thought.
The Pseudo Transcendent Realm was divided into Seven Star, Eight Star, and Nine Star. A Nine Star master was equivalent to a Grandmaster, so it was basically impossible for such a master to participate in the Hundred Battles Arena.
Even those with eight-star battle prowess would rarely participate. Most of them were seven-star battle prowess.
Although there were strong and weak Seven Star masters, after consecutive battles, it was inevitable that they would be defeated by other challengers, so obtaining a ten win streak was extremely difficult.
Simply put, a ten win streak in the Pseudo Transcendent Stage's Hundred Battles Arena was at least ten times more difficult than a ten win streak in the True Martial Realm's Hundred Battles Arena.
But a fight between Pseudo Transcendent Stage's Martial Realm was more often, their Martial arts attainments were often higher and more powerful.
At the end of the day, Transcendent Stage's Transcendent Stage's Transcendent Stage, Chen Zong's Transcendent Stage's Transcendent Stage.
"Tomorrow, it's the Hundred Battles Arena of the True Martial Realm." Chen Zong thought to himself as he left the Hundred Battles Arena, returning to his residence and continuing his cultivation.
Transcendent Transcendent Transcendent Transcendent Transcendent, he Chen and the waiting area waiting to the waiting to the waiting to the waiting.. Transcendent.
Transcendent to Transcendent to Transcendent Transcended........ to Transcento Transcendent...
. Compared with the Pseudo Transcendent Stage's Hundred Battles Arena, there were many times more True Martial Realm cultivators participating.
After a while, Mo Sen also arrived, his eyes falling directly on Chen Zong's face. Chen Zong looked back, their gazes colliding in the air.
At the entrance to the Hundred Battles Arena, the crowd suddenly became restless.
"Liu Anyi is here."
"He didn't come the day before yesterday, I thought he wouldn't participate."
"Thirty win streak, this is even more exciting."
Liu Anyi was handsome and walked over with a smile on his face, attracting the attention of many young girls. Gently waving his folding fan, he appeared confident and calm.
When the time came, the Hundred Battles Arena's battles began.
This time, Chen Zong's number was five.
Number one and number two faced off in the Hundred Battles Arena. The difference in cultivation between the two was not small, so the outcome was quickly decided.
Number three went up to fight number two, but was defeated by number two. Number four went up and was also defeated by number two.
"Number two has three wins in a row, number five Chen Zong, the Unhindered Sword."
As the voice of the Hundred Battles Tower's people sounded, Chen Zong grabbed a long sword from the weapon rack and floated down.
"Unhindered Sword Chen Zong, you have a reputation. It seems that you have at least ten wins in a row." Number two was slightly surprised, but immediately sneered, "Good, let me defeat you and end your winning streak."
Number two had never seen Chen Zong fight before. He had only arrived in Hundred Battles City yesterday and came for the Hundred Battles Arena.
Hearing this, Chen Zong did not respond. Number two's strength was indeed not weak. He could easily defeat an ordinary True Martial Realm cultivator. Chen Zong estimated that his combat strength was at least at the late stage of the Two Star Realm.
But compared to the previous zombie-like cultivator, this kind of combat strength was not much different.
Chen Zong slashed out with his sword, neither fast nor slow. Number Two's expression changed drastically. He realized that he couldn't dodge this sword and could only explode with his full strength. He also slashed out with his sword. The sword rumbled like thunder and its power was shocking.
But such a tyrannical sword could not resist Chen Zong's sword at all. It was instantly shattered, and the sword directly slashed at number two's chest. The abundant and terrifying power directly sent number two flying.
Another defeat with one sword.
Number Two, who had fallen off the stage, was stunned. Just now, he had been in high spirits and wanted to defeat Chen Zong and end his opponent's winning streak. But now, he had been defeated by Chen Zong, and it was only a casual sword strike. The huge difference made him cover his face in shame and run away.
"Interesting." In the waiting area, Liu Anyi chuckled softly.
Mo Sen's expression did not change. After watching the battle the day before, he more or less knew that Chen Zong's strength was extraordinary. He defeated number two with one sword without using his full strength.
Number six went up and was defeated with one sword.
Number seven went up and was also defeated with one sword.
One sword. Chen Zong defeated his opponent with only one sword.
"Nine wins in a row."
"With one more victory, he will have ten wins in a row today. Altogether, it will be twenty wins."
"Amazing."
Ten wins in a row were very common in the Hundred Battles Arena of the True Martial Realm. Twenty wins in a row were relatively rare, but not rare.
In short, ten, twenty, and thirty wins in a row were relatively easy in the Hundred Battles Arena of the True Martial Realm.
Another person was defeated by Chen Zong.
"Congratulations to Chen Zong, the Sword of the Unhindered for twenty wins in a row."
Chen Zong jumped up, put his sword back on the weapon rack, and left the waiting area. He sat in the spectator area to watch the battle, because it was soon Mo Sen's turn to fight.
Chen Zong was actually somewhat curious about Mo Sen. Although it seemed that his combat strength was at the three-star level, Chen Zong always felt that it was more than that. It was a little strange.
Mo Sen stood on the Hundred Battles Arena with a long black blade in his hand. His aura was cold, like water rippling.
Mo Sen's opponent could not resist at all. He was directly sent flying out of the arena, and his injury was not light.
One win after another, in the blink of an eye, Mo Sen obtained nine wins in a row.
"Looks like Mo Sen will also obtain thirty wins in a row."
"It feels too easy."
"Yeah."
"That's not necessarily true. His next opponent is not easy to deal with. He might be defeated."
"It's Liu Anyi."
"Mo Sen's next opponent is actually Liu Anyi."
Everyone was shocked at first, and then they cheered.
Mo Sen was now only one win away from thirty wins in a row, and Liu Anyi had already obtained thirty wins in a row. This time, he came for forty wins in a row.
Both of them were very powerful. When the two of them met, it would undoubtedly be a fierce battle.
Who was stronger and who was weaker?
Liu Anyi put away his folding fan and casually grabbed a thin sword from the weapon rack. His figure flashed, looking very elegant. Like a breeze, he gently landed on the Hundred Battles Arena.
With one hand behind his back and the other holding the sword, he pointed it at the ground. There was a slight smile on his handsome face. He looked outstanding, making people scream.
In terms of appearance and temperament, Liu Anyi was indeed very outstanding.
However, in the world of cultivators, one did not rely on one's looks to make a living. Without sufficient strength, no matter how good-looking one was, one would at most become the exclusive property of others.
Mo Sen's sharp eyes landed on Liu Anyi's face with some coldness. Liu Anyi still had a smile on his face, as if he did not feel any pressure.
"Sorry, your winning streak ends here," Liu Anyi said to Mo Sen with a smile.
"It's too early." Mo Sen's voice was cold.
The corner of Liu Anyi's mouth curled up, and the smile on his face became even more obvious. He immediately swung his sword, and sword images filled the sky like a rainstorm, bombarding Mo Sen with unstoppable force.
Mo Sen swung his saber, and a dark and cold saber light swept across the sky like a black rainbow, shattering all the sword images in its path.
Liu Anyi took a step forward, and his figure flickered as he closed in on Mo Sen. With a wave of his thin sword, countless sword images shot towards Mo Sen from all directions. There was no beginning, nor was there an end.
"Liu Anyi's Floating Rain Sword Art is even more exquisite than a few days ago."
"Its power has increased a lot."
Several pseudo-Transcendents of the Hundred Battles Tower nodded and said.
"However, he shouldn't be able to defeat Mo Sen."
"After all, he's a member of that family. He's not simple."
While they were talking, Mo Sen swung his saber and displayed the Netherworld Net Saber Art. A dark saber light surrounded him like a blooming lotus. Not only did it resist the endless sword images coming from all directions, but it also shattered all of them and condensed them into a single saber that slashed towards Liu Anyi.
Liu Anyi's complexion changed slightly. His footsteps quickly staggered, and his body flew back like a breeze. As he waved his thin sword, countless sword lights shot out like raindrops, one after another shooting towards the saber light. The sound of metal clashing against metal was endless. Ding ding dang dang dang, it was like countless raindrops falling on a piece of metal, the sound was pleasant to the ears.
Every drop of rain carried astonishing power, and could easily kill an ordinary Peak Ninth Layer True Martial Realm cultivator. Countless drops of rain continuously shot towards the black saber light, continuously weakening the power of the saber light.
However, Mo Sen swung his black saber again. Man and saber became one, and he broke through the countless drops of rain, directly attacking Liu Anyi.
The power of this saber seemed to come from the Nine Nether Cold Underworld. The cold Yin Intent suddenly made Liu Anyi feel cold all over. He felt that the circulation of his True Qi had become sluggish, and even his blood and Qi seemed to be solidified.
Only now did Liu Anyi realize how powerful Mo Sen was. Mo Sen's strength was not something he could compete with.
"Peak Three-Star!" Chen Zong's eyes flashed. Sure enough, this Mo Sen was very capable. The combat strength he displayed before was only at the late-stage Three-Star level.
Moreover, Chen Zong had a feeling that this peak Three-Star level was not Mo Sen's true strength. His true strength could only be stronger. Chen Zong couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation.
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