After defeating Liu Anyi, Mo Sen had also obtained thirty consecutive victories, causing waves of cheers.
"Reigning Sword Chen Zong has obtained twenty consecutive victories. Limitless Saber Mo Sen has obtained thirty consecutive victories. I wonder who is stronger between the two?"
"Needless to say, it's definitely Limitless Saber Mo Sen."
"I think so too."
"Although Chen Zong isn't weak, up to now, his opponents have not been strong. He can easily defeat them. Mo Sen is different. His opponents were powerful people like Gu Zhongyuan, followed by even more powerful people like Liu Anyi. Yet, they were defeated by Mo Sen one after another. It shows how powerful Mo Sen is."
After today's Hundred Battles Arena ended, discussions could be heard everywhere in the Hundred Battles City. It was the topic of everyone's leisure time.
"But speaking of which, Mo Sen has obtained thirty consecutive victories. It will probably not be easy for him to obtain forty consecutive victories."
"According to the Hundred Battle Arena's usual practice, the first thirty consecutive victories are easy. After that, the difficulty increases exponentially. No matter how strong one is, the Hundred Battle Arena will not allow them to keep winning."
"Only at forty consecutive victories will it be truly exciting."
After having his meal, Chen Zong made a trip to the Thousand Treasure Tower. However, he did not discover anything and returned to his residence to continue cultivating.
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"Senior Brother Xiahou, the person who snatched the Earth Yin Sword back then is Chen Zong. He has obtained twenty consecutive victories in the Hundred Battles Arena." The silver-robed youth said to Xiahou Zhen.
"Hundred Battles Arena." Xiahou Zhen sneered when he heard that. "Go to the Hundred Battles Arena as well. You know what to do."
"Don't worry, Senior Brother." The silver-robed youth grinned as his eyes were filled with coldness.
…
The next day was the Hundred Battles Arena for the pseudo Transcendents. Chen Zong did not go to watch the battles. Instead, he stayed in his residence to cultivate the second change of heart. He wanted to master the second change of heart as soon as possible so that he could fuse 100% of his physique and 100% of his Reigning True Force. It would be even more powerful and his combat strength would increase severalfold.
However, his cultivation progress was very slow. Chen Zong did not know when he would be able to master the second change of heart and begin cultivating the third change.
Time flew, and it was time for the Hundred Battles Arena of the True Martial Realm. Chen Zong would not miss this opportunity.
"Chen Zong is here again."
"I wonder if Limitless Blade Mo Sen will come?"
"I don't think so. I just saw Mo Sen leave the city last night. I'm afraid he won't be back so soon."
"What a pity. I wanted to see the battle between the Unhindered Sword and the Limitless Saber."
Chen Zong sat down in the waiting area, and many eyes fell on him.
Just then, a silver silhouette swept over like lightning and stopped in the waiting area. His entire body was emitting a terrifying aura fluctuation, as though thunder had descended, causing the faces of the other martial artists in the waiting area to change. Their entire body was numb, and they felt as though their Qi, blood, and True Power were collapsing, and they couldn't even muster up any strength.
It was too terrifying. This kind of aura was many times stronger than theirs. They all stared at the silver-robed man in horror, and retreated to the edge of the waiting area. They felt as if they were stuck on a painting.
The silver-robed man wantonly emitted his own aura fluctuation, and did not care about other people's feelings. His body directly appeared in front of Chen Zong, and his cold eyes seemed to contain lightning, falling on Chen Zong's face.
"Chen Zong, I'll give you one last chance. Kneel in front of my senior brother and kowtow to him. Hand over the twin swords." The silver-robed man's face was grim, and his voice was cold and domineering, with hidden killing intent.
"Get lost!" Chen Zong's eyes flashed, like a sharp sword being unsheathed. The silver-robed man's face suddenly changed, as if he had seen two peerless divine swords breaking through the air. He felt a chill in his heart, and could not help but take a step back. Immediately, he was extremely angry, and his face was ashen.
"Good, good, good. I'll let you know the consequences." The silver-robed man sat down in another place, and his body was still emitting an astonishing aura, causing the others in the waiting area to be terrified, fearing that they would be killed by him.
"This kind of combat strength is very strong."
"At least a Four-Star combat strength."
The several pseudo-Transcendents in the Hundred Battles Tower were very experienced. From the aura fluctuations the silver-robed man was emitting, they could roughly guess his combat strength, but they could only be sure that he was a Four-Star. As for what level he was in, they could only find out when they fought.
"It seems that he's here for Chen Zong."
"The grudges between them have nothing to do with us, but today, there might be a wonderful battle to watch."
Those who walked up to the waiting area felt the terrifying aura of the silver-robed man wantonly. Each and every one of them was terrified, and some even directly left the waiting area, not wanting to fight.
What a joke, with such a terrifying person here, what was the point of fighting? If they were careless and were killed by the other party, who would be to blame? Even if they were not killed, they might be seriously injured.
Even the spectators in the waiting area felt the powerful aura fluctuations, and all of them looked over. Although they did not know what level this person's combat strength had reached, they understood that he was very strong.
"Looks like there will be a good show today."
"What a terrifying aura, I wonder who it is?"
While everyone was guessing, the Hundred Battles Arena began.
The first two to enter the arena were both in the 9th layer of the True Martial Realm. The battle was very intense, and one side won by a narrow margin.
One battle after another, each side had their own victory and defeat. Soon, it was Chen Zong's turn.
"Chen Zong, Unhindered Sword."
"He's going to enter the arena, I wonder if he can achieve a thirty-win streak?"
"He should be able to."
The difficulty of achieving a thirty-win streak, a twenty-win streak, and a ten-win streak was actually not much different.
Seeing Chen Zong enter the arena, the lightning in the silver-robed man's eyes seemed to burn even more fiercely.
Chen Zong held a long sword in his hand, and stood tall on the Hundred Battles Arena. His opponent had also landed, and without saying a word, he immediately made his move. His long spear trembled, and a tyrannical True Power covered the spear body. It was like a flood dragon breaking through the air, and indistinctly, there seemed to be an ear-piercing shriek.
Chen Zong did not move and swung his sword diagonally.
The spear light was shattered, and the shriek stopped. His opponent was also sent flying and fell off the arena.
Similarly, he could not block Chen Zong's sword.
"Not bad." The silver-robed man muttered to himself. His voice was neither loud nor soft.
One win streak!
Two wins streak!
Three wins streak!
Chen Zong defeated his opponents one by one with his sword, and quickly achieved a seven-win streak.
"Looking at this momentum, he'll definitely achieve a thirty-win streak."
After Chen Zong defeated another opponent and obtained his eighth consecutive victory, the silver-robed young man in the waiting area stood up as the voice of the member of the Hundred Battle Tower sounded. He glanced at the number wooden token in his hand as a cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth. Soon after, he crushed the wooden token into powder.
He took a step forward, and it was as if he was a lightning tower. With a violent crackling sound, he descended on the Hundred Battles Arena.
"Unhindered Sword, is it? Watch how I break you." The silver-robed man laughed wildly, and the aura around him became more and more intense.
Crackling sounds could be heard as strands of silver lightning appeared around the silver-robed man. As they jumped, they emitted a destructive aura. It was very terrifying.
"So scary!"
"Who is this guy?"
"I recognize him. He's Lin Ziqi, a core disciple of the Martial Saint Palace. People call him Thunder Finger."
"What? He's actually a core disciple of the Martial Saint Palace?"
"The Martial Saint Palace is an upper-rank Sect. Every core disciple is extremely talented and powerful. I can't believe they're here."
"Oh no, Chen Zong is in for it this time. He actually provoked Thunder Finger Lin Ziqi."
Yu Wenxu and the other two, who had met Chen Zong once before, had a drastic change in their expressions.
Although they felt that Chen Zong's strength was not bad, his opponent was a core disciple of the Martial Saint Palace, Thunder Finger Lin Ziqi.
"But it's worth it to be able to see a core disciple of the Martial Saint Palace in action."
No one was optimistic about Chen Zong's chances. They all thought that Chen Zong's winning streak had come to an end. Moreover, from the looks of it, Lin Ziqi didn't just want to defeat Chen Zong.
Thunder Finger Lin Ziqi's aura continued to rise. The silver lightning arcs around his body increased in number, making him look even more terrifying. Soon after, hundreds of silver lightning arcs swam towards Lin Ziqi's right arm, circling around his right arm and rapidly spreading to his palm.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. However, I will cripple your limbs one by one." Lin Ziqi grinned maliciously. He raised his right hand and extended his index finger. Amidst crackling sounds, many silver lightning arcs jumped and gathered on his index finger. Then, as his index finger trembled slightly, a silver thunderbolt shot out from his fingertip.
Fast, it was incomparably fast. Everyone could only see a dazzling silver light flash before their eyes. Those who weren't strong enough felt as if their eyes had been ruthlessly stabbed. They had no choice but to close their eyes as bitter tears flowed out.
Almost at the same time Lin Ziqi's finger trembled, the silver thunderbolt shot in front of Chen Zong, aiming straight at Chen Zong's left arm.
Just as Lin Ziqi had said, if he wanted to cripple Chen Zong's limbs one by one, he would start with his left arm.
Without a doubt, Lin Ziqi's battle strength was at the four-star level.
In an upper rank Sect, a four-star battle strength was completely qualified to become a core disciple. Although Chen Zong had seen many four-star and five-star battle strength martial artists in the Imperial City of the Longtu Dynasty, those were all first-rate geniuses. Only in a place like the Imperial City could one see so many of them. There weren't many of them in other Prefectures.
For example, in a middle rank Sect like the Wanluo Sect, there were only two or three five-star battle strength martial artists in the sect, and no more than ten four-star battle strength martial artists. However, there were thousands of disciples in the entire Wanluo Sect, so the ratio was very low.
The overall level of Martial Dao in the Ascending Heaven Region was higher than in the Longtu Region, but even so, four-star battle strength martial artists were still rare.
The silver thunderbolt was very fast, and Chen Zong didn't seem to be able to react in time. He didn't react at all, and even his expression didn't change.
However, the moment the silver thunderbolt was about to hit Chen Zong, Chen Zong's figure seemed to sway slightly. The silver thunderbolt missed his left arm and shot backwards, hitting the protective barrier of the Hundred Battles Arena. With a pop, it shattered and dissipated into nothingness.
"It missed?"
"What happened?"
In the spectator stands, everyone was surprised.
Their strength was too low, so they didn't see Chen Zong's figure sway at all. Only the pseudo-Transcendents saw it, and it was precisely because they saw it that their faces became solemn. They suddenly realized that this Unhindered Sword Chen Zong's strength was much stronger than they had imagined.
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