"Congratulations to No. 30 for winning ten consecutive games."
A loud voice rang out from the Baizhan Tower, resounding throughout the venue and reaching everyone's ears, causing a burst of cheers. However, the cheers were not strong, because ten consecutive victories in the Baizhan Arena were too common.
"Please tell me your title and name on the 30th." Another voice sounded from the Baizhan Tower, and everyone pricked up their ears.
Only by winning ten consecutive victories can you be qualified to announce your title and name and let the tens of thousands of people present remember it. It seems to be an honor.
Say your name and title!
There is a name, but as for the title, there is no one now. In the past, he was called Zongheng Jianzi.
"Zongheng Sword...Chen Zong!" After three breaths, Chen Zong said his title and name.
Although he was expelled from the Zongheng Sword Sect, it was not the original intention of the Zongheng Sword Sect, but he had to do so due to the oppression of some circumstances. Chen Zong did not resent it, and he was grateful to the elders and others of the Zongheng Sword Sect and always
He considers himself to be a disciple of the Zongheng Sword Sect.
Now that we have come to this outer land, let’s make a name for ourselves as the Zongheng Sword Sect.
"Zonghengjian, it sounds very grand."
"There is an indescribable tyranny."
"mad!"
Everyone was surprised when they heard Chen Zong announce his title.
"Zonghengjian." Mo Sen whispered, and the smile on Gu Zhongyuan's face became even wider.
After Chen Zong won ten consecutive victories, today's battle ends here.
"Zonghengjian Chen Zong, should you collect the reward for ten consecutive victories or leave it for another day to continue the challenge?" the people from Baizhan Tower asked.
"Continue to challenge." Chen Zong didn't hesitate at all. Chen Zong didn't like it at all. This choice was also expected by everyone.
The figure floated up with a slight jump, left the Baizhan Arena, and landed in an auditorium. Chen Zong was ready to continue watching the battle.
Chen Zong's ten-game winning streak was like a stone thrown into water, causing splashes and ripples. It soon calmed down and new challenges continued.
"No. 44 wins two games in a row, No. 46 Mo Sen comes on stage."
"Mo Sen is finally going to play."
"I don't know how strong he is."
"Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen, he will definitely win twenty consecutive games."
"Not necessarily, there is also an ancient clock garden."
There was a lot of discussion, many people became excited, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more lively.
In the midst of everyone's attention, Mo Sen jumped up and flew across the sky like a bat. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and a long and narrow black knife on the weapon rack turned into a stream of light and flew out.
When Mo Sen's feet landed on the Baizhan Arena, the long and narrow black knife also flew to Mo Sen's right hand.
The moment the long knife was in hand, Mo Sen's aura became increasingly colder, sweeping away like an invisible wave, covering the entire Hundred Battle Arena, and also No. 44 on the arena.
No. 44 had won his second consecutive victory, and when he was in high spirits, he was swept away by Mo Sen's aura. His whole body trembled involuntarily, and he felt as if he had fallen into a hell. His aura was weakened by more than 50%, and his hands and feet were slightly numb.
, in this state, the strength cannot be fully exerted at all, and it is very good to be able to achieve seven achievements.
Gritting his teeth, he forcibly raised up his true strength, and while rushing, he unleashed his strongest sword and slashed at Mo Sen. The huge sword shadow flew across the sky, if it could cut through the mountain.
Break the mountain with one knife!
Mo Sen was unmoved by such a powerful sword, and his expression did not change at all. Just when the huge reflection fell, he waved the long and narrow black knife in his hand, and the black knife light cut through the sky, and the huge knife shadow flashed in an instant.
It shattered, and the black sword light remained, and it slashed directly at the opponent's body, flying out of the ring. There was a stab wound on the chest, and the blood was dripping and shocking.
"I knew it would be like this."
"Mo Sen is too strong."
Chen Zong nodded incomprehensibly. It was impossible to tell Mo Sen's true combat power from this sword alone, but he could also see some clues.
Three-star combat power!
Among many warriors, the three-star combat power is indeed very strong. Of course, it cannot be compared with those top geniuses.
But for some reason, Chen Zong always felt that this Mo Sen was mysterious.
Defeating the opponent with a sword, Mo Sen won a consecutive victory. Soon a second person came up to challenge, and was defeated by Mo Sen again with a sword.
The challenges in the Baizhan Arena are arranged by the Baizhan Tower, so that there will be no situation where no one dares to challenge because the challenger is too strong, which is a complete waste of time.
Being assigned to play by Bai Zhan Lou, no matter what the opponent is, he must either play or admit defeat.
Soon, Mo Sen won five consecutive victories. He always used one sword, but the cold sword had a domineering feel. No one could resist, and everyone was seriously injured. From this, it can be seen that Mo Sen
Not a kind person.
"No. 46 Senluo Dao Mosen has won five games in a row, and No. 51 Gu Zhongyuan is on the field."
As the words fell, as if countless stones were thrown into the lake, countless water splashed up, creating numerous ripples and washing away continuously.
"Gu Zhongyuan is about to come on stage."
"Wonderful."
Mo Sen had won ten consecutive victories before, while Gu Zhongyuan had won twenty consecutive victories. Both of them are of extraordinary strength. Now they are competing on the same stage, which makes people feel excited.
This kind of battle is more attractive than ordinary battles.
It will definitely be more intense.
For the first time, another look appeared on Mo Sen's cold face. He was slightly surprised, but he soon regained his composure.
Gu Zhongyuan held a long bronze stick as thick as an arm in one hand, and held the ball chain around his neck in the other hand. He jumped up hundreds of meters in the air, sinking like a meteorite, with an astonishing momentum and heavy bombardment.
In the battle arena.
With a bang, the Baizhan Arena shook. Gu Zhongyuan's feet were shattered and cracks spread out quickly. The smoke filled the air, making Gu Zhongyuan look as if he had returned from a killing field, which was very scary.
"Gu Zhongyuan's title is Yueshan Stick. I wonder who is stronger and who is weaker between him and Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen?"
"You will know after fighting."
Chen Zong's eyes swept over Gu Zhongyuan. The scene just now was indeed very powerful. It is estimated that Gu Zhongyuan's combat power has reached the three-star level.
Perhaps the fighting power between Gu Zhongyuan and Mo Sen is about the same, and it will be a fierce battle.
The two of them were tens of meters apart and regarded each other as a powerful enemy. Their powerful aura suddenly burst out from their bodies, and the roaring sound continued continuously.
The aura on Mo Sen's body was as cold as prison, and it spread out, making everyone in the spectator seats feel chilly, as if a cold wind was blowing by.
The aura of Guzhongyuan is different from that of Mosen. It has a kind of calmness and heavyness, and also implies domineering. It is like a mountain of copper and iron, exuding an amazing sense of power.
His body felt like it was being suppressed by an invisible mountain, and even breathing became difficult.
"What a terrifying momentum!"
The people in the spectator seats are basically at the relatively ordinary True Martial Realm, and some are still at the Strength Training Realm. How can they withstand the impact of such a momentum? Fortunately, they are quite far away. If they were in the ring, they probably wouldn't be able to even move.
arrive.
But there are a few warriors who are not affected, and their combat prowess exceeds that of ordinary true martial artists.
"I've long wanted to learn about the Senluo Sword." Gu Zhongyuan chuckled and waved his copper stick, causing a strong whistling sound and an invisible wind blowing out: "Come on."
"As you wish!" Mo Sen's voice was low, like a gust of cold wind blowing by, and the long and narrow black knife was swung out. The black sword light, as deep as prison, pierced the air, and silently attacked the ancient clock garden.
"Here comes the amazing swordsmanship of the Senluo Sword."
"Well done." Gu Zhongyuan was not surprised but overjoyed. His breath shook, and the copper rod swept through like a storm, rolling out with astonishing power.
One after another, the deep black sword light pierced the air, killing continuously, densely covering the entire Baizhan Arena. Each sword light seemed to have spirituality, wandering back and forth, and then they all headed towards the Ancient Bell Garden.
"What an exquisite sword technique." Chen Zong said secretly, a little surprised. With Chen Zong's current martial arts attainments, we can naturally see some clues. This sword technique is even better than the Zongheng sword technique of the original Zongheng Sword Sect.
It's much more subtle, and this also shows that Mo Sen's origin is not simple.
"That's..."
"Yousen Mingluo Sword!"
"He's from that family."
Several pseudo-transcendents on the Baizhan Tower were startled at first, and then their eyes widened in surprise.
"The Yousen Mingluo Sword is the inherited martial arts of that family. It is impossible for outsiders to practice it. There is no doubt that this Mosen is from that family."
"If Mo Sen is really from that family, his combat power should be more than this."
"Don't forget the way that family behaves."
"Seal it, that's right."
While several pseudo-supernatural realm people from Baizhan Tower were talking to each other, the battle on the Baizhan Arena became increasingly fierce.
Facing Mo Sen's countless black and deep sword slashes, Gu Zhongyuan waved his copper stick to form a bronze circle around his body, like a copper ball, resisting all the sword flashes, and the slashes remained motionless, splashing out
Countless sparks.
Gu Zhong Yuan is very good at defense. After resisting all the sword strikes, Gu Zhong Yuan suddenly jumped up, tens of meters high in the sky, and the dancing copper stick paused for an instant, raised high, and struck hard.
.
There was an astonishing rumbling sound, rolling like thunder, and the huge shadow of the copper rod fell down like a mountain.
This is where the name of the Meteor Mountain Stick comes from.
Some warriors' titles are given by others and are recognized by the public, but some warriors take their own titles because some warriors worry that they don't like the titles given by others.
Like Chen Zong, he didn't think of any title at first, but after being asked about it, and considering the Zongheng Sword Sect, he simply gave himself the title Zongheng Sword.
The title is a representation, often related to the characteristics of the warrior himself, either his appearance, something he is good at, or his fighting style, etc.
A strike from Gu Zhongyuan was like a pillar of heaven toppling over. The force was so violent that the entire Hundred Battles Arena seemed to be shattered and collapsed.
Mo Sen raised his head, and his eyes seemed to be filled with black light. As he swung his long sword, countless dark and deep sword lights shot out of the air, densely packed like a torrential rain rolling back, like a long river rushing across the sea.
Under the shadow of the mountain stick, one after another the sword light shattered one after another, but more sword lights came, extremely fierce.
I don't know when, Mo Sen on the Baizhan Arena suddenly disappeared. In the next breath, he crossed the shadow of a mountain stick and appeared in front of Gu Zhongyuan. He slashed out with a sword from left to right like sweeping away thousands of troops.