Cheng Ling was greatly moved. He didn't expect that he could earn spiritual stones by fighting in the ring. This was a bit of a surprise. Although he is not lacking now, as the saying goes, ant legs are also meat. If you win ten games in a row and get one million, anyone is willing to do such a thing.
His consciousness swept away and he found that the two people fighting in the ring were both fully integrated and fully cultivated. However, their fighting skills and martial arts were far inferior to his own. It would be easy to win. And if you can achieve a hundred consecutive wins, you can also build a statue and gain both fame and fortune.
Turning his head, he asked the monk who was registering: "Can you only win a hundred consecutive victories here at most?"
The monk was startled and asked inexplicably: "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"
"Oh, I wanted to ask what if I could win a hundred games in a row?"
The monk glanced at him and saw that he was only at the peak of the late integration stage. He smiled scornfully and said, "If you have the ability, you can keep winning continuously. Two hundred consecutive victories will reward you with 20 million high-grade spiritual stones. Every additional increase in the future will be rewarded." For one hundred consecutive victories, the spiritual stone reward will increase by ten million."
"Not only that, if you have the ability to win a thousand consecutive victories, the statue made for you by the City Lord's Mansion can last for a hundred years, and maybe you will be rewarded with an extremely spacious residence!"
Cheng Ling heard that the monk's words were purely teasing, but something moved in his heart. Even though he was living in Fan Mansion now, the Wuxiang Sword Sect would always have a place to stay in Yujing City in the future. If they could really get a residence, it wouldn't be a bad idea. Not a good thing.
He chuckled and asked the monk: "Is what you said true? If I can achieve a thousand consecutive wins, can I get a huge house?"
"Yes, this is the rule of the arena competition, but to achieve a thousand consecutive wins is simply a fantasy. You will know if you have played it yourself. Remember, you can only apply for a break after winning ten games in a row. There is no recovery in the middle. Time."
Cheng Ling suddenly realized that it was no wonder that there were so few monks with a hundred consecutive victories. Only continuous battles allowed time for rest and recovery. This was too difficult. Let me ask you, if an outstanding disciple of the nine major forces concentrates all their forces for ten consecutive battles, how can they bear it?
Unless his own strength is far superior to other perfect disciples. Cheng Ling asked himself, if he could achieve the perfection of integration, perfect body training, and then master the Feitian Sword Control Technique, he might be able to become invincible during the integration period. With his current combat power, he might be able to win ten consecutive fierce battles. can do it.
The battle on the ring was coming to an end. One of the two monks was holding a knife, and the other was holding a long stick. They were fighting fiercely. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the monk holding the stick is at the end of his strength. Under the opponent's powerful sword, he has more defense than attack, and is gradually falling at a disadvantage.
Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, the sword-wielding monk seized the opponent's flaw, and the speed of his sword shot increased sharply. It looked like countless long knives were attacking the opponent's vital points. The monk holding the stick couldn't dodge, and was hit in the chest with a knife. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell heavily to the bottom of the ring.
Cheng Ling was secretly shocked that the opponent had struck hard, so he asked the monk who was registering: "What if I miss and kill the opponent in the martial arts competition in the ring?"
The other party replied: "That's not the case. We have certain rules in the underground arena, and there are specific referees watching. No one will die, but injuries are inevitable."
Cheng Ling nodded and felt relieved. It was not that he was afraid of being beaten to death by others, but that if he couldn't control it, he would kill his opponent.
If you were killed and you didn’t know the rules, then you would be wronged.
The monk holding the stick was defeated, and there was a burst of noisy sounds from the surrounding audience, ranging from joy to abuse.
After waiting for a moment, the monk holding the sword was still standing on the ring, raising the long sword high in his right hand, looking victorious.
The registered monk asked: "Cheng Ling, do you want to challenge now, or wait for this round to pass? The monk on the stage now is Xu Chong, the Blood Shadow Sword Sword, from the Demon Sword Sect. He has won eight games in a row. Two more games will make it ten consecutive victories.”
Cheng Ling smiled lightly and said, "Then let me end his winning streak!"
After saying that, he jumped straight onto the ring. The registered monk shouted from the side: "Scene 9: Demon Sword Sect Xu Chong versus Wuxiang Sword Sect Cheng Ling!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding audience became noisy again.
"Cheng Ling? Where does this character come from? I've never heard of him!"
"The Wuxiang Sword Sect, I don't know which sect it is from."
"What an idiot. Xu Chong has superb swordsmanship and has won eight games in a row. Cheng Ling came out of nowhere and dared to challenge him. Did he make it clear that he would win another easily? Isn't it an agreement? Come on!"
"So what? As long as you register, you have to go on stage to fight. How did you know that Xu Chong will definitely beat Cheng Ling? I think he seems very confident!"
"No matter what, I am optimistic about Xu Chong in this match!"
"Come! Come! Come! It's better to be in time than to be early. I'll lose all my money and bet on the heir. Is there anyone who comes forward to bet? The odds of Xu Chong's victory are one to one, and the odds of Cheng Ling's victory are one to one. Pay ten, the more you gamble, the more you make!”
Cheng Ling faintly heard the shouts and couldn't help but shudder. He lost all his money. This name is so domineering! Isn't this Wu Chenlong's specialty? Back then, at the outer gate of the Famous Sword Academy, I made a lot of money just by playing in the ring and opening a bank. How about doing two things by myself?
He suppressed his laughter and shouted towards Bao Suguang: "Fellow Taoist Bao, I wonder if I can place a bet?"
After Bao lost everything, the real owner personally took action, probably to encourage himself, so he smiled and said: "Okay, as long as you say a word, we will accept any bet!"
"Haha, okay, I like your gambling sect's rules, so let's give it a try. I'll bet one million high-grade souls and I'll win!"
After saying that, he threw out a storage ring.
Bao Suguang took it and said, "Okay, thank you very much for your support. Let's see, everyone has made a bet. If you don't make a move, come on. The more you bet, the more you will lose."
Cheng Ling smiled and turned around to face Xu Chong. The Dragon Song Sword came into his hand and he got ready to fight.
Xu Chong smiled coldly and said, "What, you want to smash some spiritual stones to embolden yourself? If you are afraid, it is better to admit defeat early."
Cheng Ling said calmly: "I just want to earn some spiritual stones, and I have no intention of losing!"
"You are not ashamed of your words, let the long knife in my hand teach you a profound lesson!"
Xu Chong shouted violently, moved his right hand, and the long knife passed through a flash of light and slashed towards Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling's body flashed, and he appeared behind Xu Chong in an instant. He gently raised the dragon chanting sword and pointed it at his back and neck, using the space movement technique Xuan Kong Step! After practicing this body technique for half a year, I barely reached the level of Xiaocheng.
However, although the movement technique of spatial artistic conception is not as good as the avatar, it can leave afterimages and confuse the opponent.
purpose of hand. But it is elusive. The surrounding space moves randomly, just like teleportation, and the fluctuations caused by teleportation are smaller than that caused by teleportation.
Xu Chong suddenly felt a cold sword intent coming towards his back. Unfortunately, his sword skills were fierce and the sword force was not light. He had no time to change his moves in a hurry, so he could only turn his back, hoping to block Cheng Ling's sword.
How could Cheng Ling let him succeed? His swords surged, swish, swish, swish, four swords, stabbing the opponent's vital points separately.
The sharp sword light stimulated his skin, and Xu Chong broke into a cold sweat. In desperation, he leaned forward and took a big step forward, narrowly avoiding the long sword behind him.
Cheng Ling chuckled and kept striking out with his long sword, not giving the opponent time to turn around. Xu Chong only felt that the sword light behind him was like gangrene attached to the bone, as if it could penetrate his body at any time. What's even more uncomfortable is that he has to face the enemy from behind, and his superb sword skills cannot be used at all.
His figure flashed continuously, showing off his power of movement. But his movement skills are nowhere comparable to Cheng Ling's Xuan Kong Step. If Cheng Ling wanted to defeat him, the first blow would make him unable to resist. He came here just to adapt to the increased fighting rhythm of his lower cultivation level.
This allowed Xu Chong to persist under his sword for a while. His footwork became more and more proficient. The Dragon Yin Sword was like a soaring dragon, bending and straightening, constantly compressing the opponent's dodge space. After hitting dozens of swords in a row, he finally A sword was placed across Xu Chong's neck.
Xu Chong felt a chill on his neck. The edge of the opponent's sword was less than an inch away from his throat. With just a little force, his neck would be divided. In desperation, he could only say: "I surrender!"
"Wow!"
The audience was in an uproar, not expecting Cheng Ling's swordsmanship to be so superb. From the beginning until Xu Chong surrendered, the latter had almost no power to fight back. He couldn't even turn around and could only passively dodge. I thought that Xu Chong had won eight games in a row and was very strong, but unexpectedly he lost like this.
How could Cheng Ling, a late-stage fusion monk who appeared out of nowhere, have such strong combat power? Many monks yelled at Xu Chong. They thought he could win in vain and made heavy bets. Unexpectedly, the bamboo basket was in vain. All the spiritual stones earned by his previous victory were lost!
There are only a few monks who covet Cheng Ling's odds and make a lot of money unexpectedly. In an instant, the monks beside the ring were in a state of heaven and hell. They just stared blankly at Cheng Ling on the ring, unable to say a word.
The three monks in charge of registration were also startled. They did not expect Cheng Ling to be so powerful. They thought they were just boasting about ending Xu Chong's winning streak. However, they did not expect that it was actually done without having to mobilize the family to make secret arrangements. of sniper combat capability.
The underground arena is a major stronghold for the Zhao family to search for money in Yujing City. The opening of peripheral casinos is one aspect, and the other aspect is to attract outstanding monks from outside to become the disciples of the Zhao family and enrich the family's strength.
As long as these powerful monks are around, the spent spirit stones can always be recovered. Therefore, it is difficult for every monk who goes on the field to win ten consecutive games. They will observe carefully in the first few rounds. When they reach the eighth or ninth consecutive victory, they will send out the strong men of the family to snipe to avoid the opponent. Get ten consecutive wins.
Otherwise, no matter how wealthy the Zhao family is, they will not be able to withstand so many rewards. As for the fact that even the sniper monk failed, it means that the other party is powerful and the family will send people to recruit them to become the disciples of the Zhao family.
This is also a major reason why the Zhao family has been able to stand firm for thousands of years!
