"I understand, I must be done cleanly and beautifully." After hearing Bai Yingcai's request, the horse-faced man Ding Sheng showed a cruel look on his face, "I will not kill him on the spot, but leave it on him.
I was secretly injured. It took about a month to happen. If I die, no one would suspect me."
"It's best if you can do this." Bai Yingcai patted Ding Sheng on the shoulder, "Don't worry, as long as you do this for me, I will never treat you badly."
Bai Feiyu stood aside, listening to the cheers coming from the Zhenwu Arena, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for Chu Yan.
Alas, a rising star is about to die.
But who told you to provoke our Bai family? You deserve it!
After giving the order, Bai Yingcai and Bai Feiyu quietly returned to the Zhenwu Arena.
Just now, Chu Yan defeated his opponent with one blow, and his record is now eight consecutive victories, which is on par with Fang Wujie.
But because he won eight consecutive games in one go, Chu Yan had surpassed Fang Wujie in the minds of everyone on the scene.
At this moment, the shouts in unison almost overturned the roof.
Not far below the ring, Fang Wuxing held his arms and looked at Chu Yan on the ring with a gloomy face.
Bai Yingcai hid in the crowd, looked at Chu Yan, and spit out four words from his teeth: "You are dead."
With his eyes swept to Fang Wujie's position, Bai Yingcai sneered repeatedly: "At that time, Fang Wujie, you can't take the blame."
The next ninth game is about to begin.
As long as Chu Yan wins again in this game, he can break the best results recently created by Fang Wujie.
Everyone is looking forward to it.
In the room upstairs, Su Yuqing also looked at Chu Yan, looking forward to what amazing results he could create today.
In the ninth game, without any suspense, Chu Yan easily threw the opponent off the stage.
His opponent originally wanted to resist, but in the face of Chu Yan's active attack, he didn't even have time to react at all.
Nine consecutive victories!
At this time, while everyone in the hall was cheering and shouting, a question began to arise in his heart: Do he still want to continue fighting?
Chu Yan has won nine consecutive games in a short time today, setting an excellent record that is rare in recent years. His winning streak has also skyrocketed from the first ten spiritual money to 3,500 spiritual money.
Then, then
Isn’t it better to stop when you see the good, and leave an unbeaten record and a proud figure?
If you lose one game at this time, although the previous winning streak will still be talked about, it will undoubtedly be greatly reduced and cast a shadow.
But soon, Chu Yan responded with his actions.
Not only does he have to continue winning streaks, but he also has a trend of breaking the record of the highest winning streak in the real martial arts arena!
Ten consecutive victories!
Eleven consecutive victories!
After a moment, Chu Yan won two more games, and now he is still two games away from the highest thirteen consecutive win record in the Zhenwu Arena.
Everyone in the audience also reacted at this moment. Chu Yan was just trying to break the record today.
Once they succeed, they will all be witnesses of the new record. Suddenly, everyone's emotions were ignited, and they opened their voices and cheered loudly, their cheeks and necks were flushed red.
Seeing Chu Yan constantly enjoying the cheers of everyone and getting a lot of spiritual money, Bai Yingcai's face and eyes were full of hatred and jealous expressions, and he was restless, as if there were nails under his butt, and he kept shaking his legs, looking around: "
Why haven't that guy Ding Sheng got on yet? What the hell is it? Could it be that he ran away?"
Seeing Bai Yingcai's anxious appearance, Bai Feiyu had to comfort him: "Cousin, don't worry, there will be no problem. I have seen Ding Sheng sign up before, so he should be on the line, and now I'm going to let him go.
Chu Yan spends more energy, so that Ding Sheng can do things more smoothly at that time.”
"But I can't get in line yet. What if Chu Yan suddenly loses or stops fighting?" Bai Yingcai roared lowly, and the blue veins on his forehead were so anxious that he struggled, "And this guy is going to beat Zhenwu quickly to tie the ball!"
The record of the arena! Could it be that he really has to wait until he breaks the record before taking action?”
Bai Yingcai became more and more irritable. If it weren't for his identity, he would have wanted to come on stage in person and kill Chu Yan.
In this moment, Chu Yan won another victory.
Twelve consecutive victories!
Only one step away from the record!
"Bastard, bastard!" Bai Yingcai was so angry that his teeth were about to pieces.
As for the Five Elements, my face looks good and I can’t see much at this moment.
These cheers originally belonged to him, but today, Chu Yan came out of nowhere and took away everything.
At this moment, Chu Yan seemed to have become a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh in his eyes.
"This son-in-law is too arrogant and arrogant. He forgot his duty as a human being." Fang Wuxing had a cold face and slowly uttered a word without any emotion in his mouth.
When the 13th game was about to begin, Bai Yingcai, who was originally almost manic, suddenly had his eyes lit up.
Ding Sheng, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared not far from the ring.
Ding Sheng obviously also saw Bai Yingcai in the crowd, made a gesture, indicating that the next game would be him.
"It's okay, it's okay." Bai Yingcai's mood suddenly calmed down a lot.
Looking at the thirteenth game that is about to begin, Bai Yingcai kept comforting himself: "Isn't it just a draw record? It's nothing, it's really nothing. He will have no hope in the next game, and he will lose his life.
The Saint is a fifth-level warrior in the True Martial Arts realm, and he is definitely not comparable to those of his previous opponents."
However, when Bai Yingcai thought that Chu Yan had great hope of tied the record, he felt uncomfortable, as if he had swallowed a fly.
Soon, his flies became a reality.
Although Chu Yan's opponent this time is stronger than those before, he still cannot beat Chu Yan's seven-star turbulent wind step.
A palm that shrank into an inch of the ground directly blasted the opponent five feet away.
In the hall, there was about two breaths silent, and the next moment, there were a scattered and deafening cheer!
Thirteen consecutive victories!
Many years later, someone has made this record again in the Zhenwu Arena in Changqing Town, and there is still hope to break the record today!
Even Su Yuqing, who had always been calm, had a bright look in her eyes at this moment, and her beautiful eyes were still blinking, looking at Chu Yan on the ring.
At this moment, her heart was extremely complicated.
She herself is a cultivator in the Condensation Realm, so she is very clear about Chu Yan’s talent in cultivation. If such talent goes all the way to Inscription, it will indeed be a waste of talent.
However, Chu Yan's inscription talent is also amazing, not even lower than his cultivation talent.
With such two powerful talents, anyone who gets one of them will have amazing achievements, but if it appears on one person at the same time, it will be a worry of happiness.
"Junior brother, you probably don't think so yet, but when you really enter the Condensation Realm, you will find that for a monk, the most lacking is time. If you can have twice or three times more than a normal person than a normal person
If you have time, there is absolutely no problem to make good use of these two talents at the same time, but time is fair to everyone." Su Yuqing looked at Chu Yan, and for a moment, her eyes showed a look of distress and pity.