Chapter 49 10 Consecutive Victories

With three consecutive victories, Chen Zong defeated his opponent with only one strike in each match.

"Same as Mo Sen."

"Mo Sen has won ten consecutive victories, defeating his opponent with one move every time, making it difficult for people to see his strength clearly."

No. 33 jumped up and landed on the battle arena.

"I only make one move. If you can catch it, I will lose." No. 33 flashed his eyes and said loudly to Chen Zong.

"Please." Chen Zong didn't care what the other party was thinking.

"Accept the move." Taking a deep breath and shouting violently, the body of No. 33 swelled as if inflated, and then the violent power of his body surged like a huge wave, and he pushed forward with his palms. There was a roaring sound, as if the tide of the sea was rushing in, one after another.

The whole arena seemed to vibrate accordingly.

"A strong blow has already surpassed the ordinary one-star combat power, and can threaten the two-star combat power."

Faced with this blow, Chen Zong's face remained calm, his body remained motionless, and he stood upright with his sword in his hand, until the moment when the violent tide of force rushed towards him, he struck out with a sword.

An unremarkable sword, but it contains the dominance of the world, and there is a kind of carefree and light like flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Hard and soft, good swordsmanship."

"This son's swordsmanship is quite superb."

The eyes of several old men on the Baizhan Tower lit up. They are all experts in the pseudo-transcendent realm, and they have presided over the Baizhan Arena here for many years, so their eyesight is extraordinary.

The sword seemed to be light and calm, but it contained an astonishing sharpness, splitting the violent palm force like a wave, as easy and freehand as tearing white paper.

The strength of the sword was irresistible, and it slashed directly at the opponent, becoming powerful in an instant, directly knocking No. 33 into the air, and flew out of the battle arena in the blink of an eye.

"Win again."

"It's still a sword."

Mo Sen's eyes were as bright as a knife's edge. Gu Zhongyuan gently played with the ball chain around his neck with his left hand, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious. They were all very interested in No. 30.

"Four consecutive victories on the 30th, on stage on the 34th.

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As the sound sounded, another person flew up from the waiting seat.

Before the person fell, he waved his hands continuously, shooting cold rays of light through the air, covering the sky like a rain of flowers, with amazing power, able to pierce through fine steel and hard iron.

The sudden attack is enough for most people to react too late.

But in Chen Zong's eyes, the rain of flowers all over the sky seemed to be full of regularity, and all the trajectories were clearly visible, which was completely controlled by Chen Zong.

Still slashing out with a sword, it seems plain, but it contains indescribable mystery, as if blocking the space in front, but Chen Zong's swordsmanship realm has reached the limit of the unity of body and sword, its superb level, no one among the people present It is possible, even for those old brands of pseudo-transcendent realms in Baizhanlou, so it is difficult to see the mystery, but it seems to be very powerful.

Under one sword, it was ordinary, but it resisted all the cold lights. The body of the long sword trembled slightly, and when all the cold lights trembled, they flew backwards and flew towards the falling man who was still in mid-air. number thirty-four.

"How could it be!" The thirty-fourth was secretly delighted with his shot, when he suddenly found that the flying knives he shot were not only blocked, but also reflected back. He was so horrified that he waved his hands hastily, even more so The power is urged to the extreme, so that the real power of the body protection reaches the strongest level.

The sound of puff puff puff sounded continuously, and one after another cold rays shot at No. 34's body, and the body shield was broken by the resistance of the real power, and throwing knives were inserted into No. 34's body through the real power of the body shield. Not in half.

No. 34's complexion was pale, and he hurriedly rushed down the Baizhan arena, pulling out the flying knife and sprinkled rice on it to stop the bleeding. Zong's swordsmanship is strong.

In fact, for the five consecutive victories up to now, Chen Zong didn't show his full strength at all, not even half of his strength. What Chen Zong used was only 10% of his physical strength and 10% of his vertical and horizontal strength. Combination of strength, in order to display swordsmanship, and even the swordsmanship is a very common basic swordsmanship.

Even so, Chen Zong still has some reservations. After all, if Chen Zong's combat power is fully erupted, it will reach the limit of five-star. In the first battle, with some reservations now, the combat power is also at a relatively high level among the two-stars.

Of the five opponents in the fifth battle, only the opponent in the fourth battle was slightly stronger, approaching a two-star combat power. As for the opponent in the fifth battle, he had hidden weapons and surprise, that's all.

On the 35th, he went on stage and watched Chen Zong defeat his opponent lightly with a sword. It was a lie to say that there was no pressure. The 35th was under a lot of pressure. to the extreme.

It's a pity that the gap in strength is too obvious, even if all the strength is squeezed out, it still cannot be changed.

What's more, there is still a gap in martial arts realm like a natural moat.

All the opponent's attacks were clearly visible in Chen Zong's eyes, and he could break through them with a random sword strike, and then defeated.

"Six consecutive victories on the 30th, play on the 36th."

In an understatement, Chen Zong has won six consecutive victories, which is astonishing. Everyone is sure that Chen Zong will definitely win ten consecutive victories.

"Friend, your strength is very strong. I know I am not your opponent, but I still ask you to be merciful, so that I can make a few more moves." No. 36 rolled his eyes and said to Chen Zong immediately.

It has to be said that this is an opportunistic person. Knowing that he is not Chen Zong's opponent, he asks himself to do a few more tricks so that he will not be defeated by Chen Zong's sword, so he looks better.

Chen Zong ignored it.

With a single swing of the sword, there was no way to dodge or resist, and No. 36 was defeated and left in shame.

"Seven consecutive victories on the 30th, play on the 37th."

On the 37th, he had a bitter face, those martial artists who were at the peak or even the limit of the ninth level of the true martial arts just now were not enemies of the opponent, so let alone a person who had just broken through to the early stage of the ninth level of the true martial arts, he was not an opponent at all, Simply admit defeat directly.

"Number 30 won eight consecutive victories, and No. 38 will play."

"I admit defeat." No. 38 shouted in a very lonely manner, isn't it an opponent at all, and it doesn't even have the slightest tempering effect, so it's better not to go up and lose face.

"Nine consecutive victories on the 30th, play on the 39th."

"I admit defeat too." No. 39 shouted loudly.

"Admitted defeat again, it seems that ten consecutive victories are appropriate."

"From the moment he drew his sword, I knew that number 30 would definitely win ten consecutive victories."

No. 39 did not admit defeat. He was a middle-aged man who looked over forty years old. He looked a little thin, with a sunken complexion, sunken eye sockets, and his hands were tucked into the sleeves of his robe.

I saw No. 39 waved his robe sleeves, jumped up straight, and landed straight on the Baizhan Arena.

His breath was cold, with a faint silence, and there seemed to be a slight decaying smell, as if it had been contaminated with the company of dead bodies all year round.

No. 39 said nothing, stared at Chen Zong with gloomy eyes, a green light seemed to glow from the eyeballs, and then flicked straight, the seemingly stiff body was as swift as an arrow from the string, and instantly passed Tens of meters away, approaching Chen Zong, the rotten and cold smell hit and became more intense.

The hands shrunk in the sleeves of the robe suddenly shot out, the light blue palms were as thin as claws, and they grabbed Chen Zong fiercely with a sharp sound of breaking wind, as if they wanted to grab the flesh and blood of Chen Zong.

"Zombie work!"

"There are still people practicing such a technique."

The complexions of the old men in the Baizhan Tower changed slightly, and they exclaimed in a low voice.

"To practice this kind of exercise, you need to be with the dead body, constantly absorb the body energy and condense yourself, so that you can become like a zombie. The body has amazing strength, can resist swords and swords without breaking, and is infinitely powerful, but will lose Perception, the body will also become stiff." An elder of Baizhanlou said in a low voice, explaining the pros and cons of zombie kungfu clearly: "If you can master the zombie claws and zombie jumps that go with it, they are also powerful martial arts. "

"That's good, but it's a pity that one who cultivates this level of martial arts is no longer considered a human being."

"Everyone has his own aspirations."

The last four words sum it up.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and some people will do whatever it takes to succeed, and everything is normal.

The Zombie Kung Fu exists precisely because someone created it, and since it was created by someone, there will also be people practicing it, so its existence is reasonable.

The zombie claws were caught through the air, extremely fast and very sharp, with a sour and rotten smell that could make people dizzy. Chen Zong was not affected by it, but he really didn't like the smell.

Don't dodge, just kill with a sword.

There was a flash of green light in No. 39's eyes, the speed of both claws increased sharply, and a trace of green light appeared on the claws. He directly grabbed Chen Zong's long sword, clasped it behind the sword with one hand, and still rushed quickly with the other hand, grabbing at Chen Zong's long sword. A piece of flesh and blood was about to be torn off from Chen Zong's chest.

"Caught it."

"sharp."

"Could it be defeated here?"

"Nine consecutive victories, almost ten consecutive victories. It would be a pity if we were defeated."

At first, everyone thought that it was 100% for No. 30 to win ten consecutive victories, but no one thought that No. 39 would be so powerful, grabbing the sword with one claw, and rushing to attack with the other. It is difficult to react when people are too defenseless.

It has to be said that the strength of No. 39 has surpassed the level of one-star to two-star.

Although Chen Zong had a small accident, he didn't panic. Even if he was hit by that claw, he would be fine. His overbearing physique is no joke.

Of course, Chen Zong didn't want to be hit.

Between the tightness of the five fingers of the right hand, power poured into the sword body precisely, and the sword body trembled accordingly, directly splitting No. 39's five fingers, and slashed out like a broken bamboo.

From being caught to smashing and beheading, it was only in an instant, but the speed was a little faster than the opponent's claw.

When the claw was about to grab Chen Zong's chest, the sword had already slashed at the opponent's body first, and the dull sound of defeating leather sounded, and the tyrannical force contained in this sword hit, and No. 39's complexion suddenly changed. Although he didn't feel any pain, the impact of that force was obvious, and he flew backwards.