ten minutes later.
The Thirty Total Win Challenge begins.
It has to be said that although they are both warriors, their strengths are also uneven.
For example, there is a huge gap between an ordinary warrior with more than 100 qi and blood, and a top warrior with more than 400 qi and blood, who is about to reach the level of a second-level warrior.
The strong ones were pushed all the way, while the weak ones were knocked down and eliminated directly as soon as they got on the fighting stage.
Therefore, the competition progressed extremely quickly.
Ye Ran is in the middle of the pack in terms of warrior strength. He is naturally no match for anyone with a combat power of over 300.
But going down, it becomes much easier to deal with.
He was lucky, and he didn't encounter any strong opponents. Although he couldn't even claim a sweep, he won smoothly all the way.
He has never lost even once.
Soon, he successfully hit ten consecutive victories.
at this time.
Under the fighting stage, many exhausted and eliminated warriors have gathered.
I saw that Ye Ran, a person who had just broken through to the realm of a warrior, had won ten consecutive victories, and it was still going on.
Everyone was a little shocked.
Is this kid really going to go against the grain today?
"After today, I'm afraid the entire Ningjiang City will be in turmoil."
Someone sighed.
"That's right. He easily defeated three younger generation geniuses like Xu Fan, and also defeated so many powerful warriors. He's only seventeen years old. It's unimaginable."
"Perhaps this is genius. At the level of a quasi-warrior, he is invincible. When he reaches the level of a warrior, even if he has just broken through, he can still suppress the senior warriors who have broken through for a long time."
"Talent is really the most unexplainable thing in the world..."
Next, the battle continues.
Eleven consecutive victories, twelve consecutive victories, thirteen consecutive victories!
Another three consecutive wins.
Although they all won, Ye Ran clearly felt that it was a bit difficult.
Now, no one is weak who can still stay on the field.
The worst ones have similar combat power to him. Now in every battle, he goes all out.
Fourteen consecutive victories, fifteen consecutive victories...
Another two consecutive wins!
The onlookers have gone from being shocked to being completely convinced, and more and more people are gathering.
"It's almost reached the limit..."
On the fighting stage, Ye Ran was panting violently and covered in sweat.
Fifteen consecutive wins is already a good enough result. It stands to reason that he can almost take the initiative.
Even if he takes the initiative to step down, no one will despise him, only admire him.
But……
"Martial arts is a path that constantly breaks through the limits... A pure warrior should also constantly challenge his own limits."
Ye Ran murmured, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter as he continued to walk towards his sixteenth victory opponent.
This is a fierce battle.
The opponent's combat power is 290, which is the same as his ultimate combat power.
After a long and fierce battle, Ye Ran finally took one of his punches and found an opportunity to knock him off the stage.
The opponent has just stepped down.
Ye Ran spurted out a mouthful of blood, his headgear turned red and blood overflowed.
This sixteenth battle was a tragic victory!
Then, he panted violently for a while, with a bit of madness in his bright eyes, and walked towards his opponent in the seventeenth battle.
We haven’t reached the limit yet, we can continue!
Seeing this, many warriors around them showed shock.
"This kid is so cruel!"
"You are so cruel to yourself. No wonder you have such strength. I am convinced."
"The future life is terrible..."
The arena for the seventeenth battle was still the familiar fighting arena No. 6.
The opponent is a middle-aged man with a calm expression. He is in good condition and is frowning slightly at this moment.
"Are you so desperate?"
"It's not about fighting hard, but don't you think fighting and challenging your own limits is a very enjoyable thing?"
Ye Ran smiled, his eyes astonishingly bright.
This time, he really wasn't in it for the money.
But simply to find the thrill of fighting.
The calm middle-aged man opposite him snorted coldly, "You want me to be merciful when you say these things?"
"Think too much. If you get hurt later, don't blame me for hitting too hard. You asked for it!"
After the words fell, he rushed over brazenly.
Ye Ran instinctively prepared to deal with it, but suddenly felt a little dizzy. It was obvious that he had consumed too much and was running out of energy.
He licked his lips, looking at the horrified eyes of the calm middle-aged man.
He punched himself and hit the ground suddenly.
Immediately blood overflowed from his fist.
But his whole body was also stimulated by pain and he woke up.
Next, there was another hard fight.
However, due to his poor physical condition, Ye Ran was fully suppressed and beaten this time, and he soon suffered a lot of injuries.
"Aren't you going to admit defeat yet?"
The calm middle-aged man frowned, "You have completed ten wins and can receive rewards. What if you lose one game?"
"Why do you need to fight hard with me and consume my energy?"
"And with your current physical strength, it's impossible to win twenty games in a row. There's no point in working so hard!"
"I know."
"Then why don't you admit defeat? You have to be seriously injured?"
Ye Ran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned: "It's not about success or failure, let alone any reward. I just want to see... my own limit!"
"Humph, crazy boy, then don't blame me!"
The calm middle-aged man roared angrily, his attacks became more ruthless, and he suddenly took a step forward.
A sharp palm hit Ye Ran's chest.
Ye Ran quickly pulled away, took a deep breath, and punched out suddenly.
Thunder fist!
boom!
A low thunder sounded, eight times this time.
Thunder Fist breaks through!
Without any deduction and under tremendous pressure, Ye Ranfu reached into his mind and understood the eight-ring thunder fist.
It's a pity that although there is only one ring difference between the eight rings and the nine rings, it is a world of difference.
Still unable to turn the tide of the battle.
The calm middle-aged man received the Thunder Fist with one hand and suddenly swung it out with the other hand, knocking Ye Ran backwards and back to the edge of the fighting stage.
Even so, Ye Ran's eyes flashed.
The whole person did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the calm middle-aged man.
"You brat, you're looking for death!"
The calm middle-aged man's eyes flashed coldly, and he was about to strike the boy off the stage with another slap.
Ye Ran suddenly retreated quickly.
This sudden move made the calm middle-aged man stunned for a moment, and then he pressed forward without thinking.
In just two steps, he covered a distance of nearly three meters and was in front of Ye Ran.
This is also the time.
Ye Ran suddenly stepped forward again. His control of his body was extremely exquisite, and every bit of his strength was not wasted.
Therefore, the rapid advance and retreat before and after seemed just right, without any sense of stagnation.
His whole body exploded, and he ran into the arms of a calm middle-aged man who was caught off guard.
The calm middle-aged man was stunned. He did not expect this sudden attack. The distance was so close now that he could no longer react.
The impact made his chest feel heavy and his blood surged.
After he reacted, he was shocked and angry. He suddenly exerted force all over his body, violently shook Ye Ran away, and slapped out a palm at the same time.
However, at the moment when he exerted all his strength.
Ye Ran suddenly stopped his strength, stepped aside, and then hit him hard on the lower back with a tricky elbow.
boom!
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Ye Ran was blown away by a palm.
The calm middle-aged man, because he exerted too much force, rushed towards the edge of the fighting platform and was about to fall off the fighting platform.
He controlled it forcefully, getting stuck on the edge dangerously.
However, the cold sweat on his head didn't have time to drop yet.
Severe pain hit his waist, making his body go limp and unable to control it anymore, and he fell straight off the fighting platform.
the other side.
Ye Ran rolled over on the ground several times before he stopped rolling.
He staggered up and exhaled loudly. He felt like his whole body was about to fall apart. There was pain everywhere in his body and he no longer had any strength.
There was silence all around.
Everyone stared at this scene blankly.
Under the stage, a calm middle-aged man stood up silently. He was breathing calmly and had no injuries on his body.
On the other hand, Ye Ran.
The hood has completely turned half-dark red, and the clothes all over his body are in tatters, faintly revealing the black lines on his skin.
Fortunately, only part of the pattern was exposed, so no one noticed anything strange.
On the contrary, several people peered carefully, wanting to see what kind of beast this young man's martial arts pattern was. It was too powerful.
Ye Ran was covered in bruises and could not stand up.
The calm middle-aged man has a calm demeanor.
Comparing the status of the two, the difference between them is clear.
Unfortunately, the place where the calm middle-aged man stood was under the fighting stage.
"you win."
The calm middle-aged man was silent for a long time, and said complexly: "You are very strong, I won't lose unfairly."
After that, he turned and left.
He still had plenty of energy and had won more than ten consecutive games, but he stopped competing and even gave up the rewards he had already received.
Hear this.
In the fighting arena, everyone onlookers came back to their senses, and then they were shocked, and looked at Ye Ran with admiration.
Seventeen consecutive wins!
From today on, this young man will be famous throughout Ningjiang City!
As a newly promoted warrior, he defeated several warriors with a combat power of over 200, and even impressed a veteran warrior with a combat power of 300!
This kind of talent is unique in the entire history of Ningjiang City.
