The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor
Chapter 612 – Thirty Instant Winnings
“Let's welcome our newest hundred winners challenger ... Zhao Feng!”
A bright voice sounded throughout the arena.
Due to Ye Moyu's defeat, the atmosphere was a bit dim, but everyone was suddenly shaken by this voice.
Another challenger appeared so quickly?
Many experts were surprised. Losing Ye Moyu unjustly was not enough to stop this challenger?
Furthermore, this new challenger started the challenge directly after Ye Moyu lost. This meant that their strength should at least be as strong as Ye Moyu's.
“Zhao Feng? Never heard of him. ”
“What kind of person is this new challenger?”
The atmosphere in the arena re-lit, and the gazes of the audience became hopeful.
The figure at the Small Origin Core Realm immediately slowly walked onto the stage.
This new challenger was a calm young man who was only about twenty years old. From the Zhao Family until now, he had grown into a powerful youth.
“He Zhao Feng?”
Many gazes were disappointed as they landed on the young man.
This new challenger did not seem special. His cultivation was not even as high as Ye Moyu's.
“That's the kid?”
The Elders eyes twinkled as he looked towards Li Yunya. If he remembered correctly, Zhao Feng and Li Yunya were together.
“Hmph, he is even weaker than me and dares to try the challenge of a hundred victories?”
Ye Moyu's fist clenched tightly. He feels insulted.
The first battle of the hundred-win challenge.
A Great Origin Core Realm judge said indifferently.
In the corner, Ye Moyu watched with a cold gaze. He wanted to personally witness the defeat of this challenger before leaving.
“Zhe zhe, this brat is only at the early stages of the Little Origin Core Realm. It would be a miracle if he could survive more than four or five battles. ”
The discussion nearby was exactly as Ye Moyu thought.
On stage, Zhao Feng smiled, “Glory challenge a hundred victories will I take.”
It's ridiculous!
Many onlookers rolled their eyes, and Ye Moyu's face twitched. Where did this boy get his confidence? It was so embarrassing for someone like him who had already lost.
“Hehe, boy, if you can't win ten battles, you won't even be able to win back the entrance fee.”
Elder laughs.
Right at that moment, Zhao Feng faced his first opponent.
Son, let this audience play with you.
A middle-aged man of the Small Origin Core Realm rubbed both of his palms as he appeared on the stage with a comical expression.
This middle-aged Small Origin Core Realm was a spectator who had reached the early stages of the Small Origin Core Realm, just like Zhao Feng.
The early stages of the hundred-win challenge usually consisted of spectators, and the officials were not very strict about things at this point. As long as one did not win fifty fights, they would not increase the attention of the officials.
“Start.”
The judge waved his hand.
The middle-aged ruler laughed and threw a simple fist towards Zhao Feng, and it caused Heaven Earth Yuan Qi to howl.
If this fist was thrown onto a continent, it would be able to destroy mountains, but this was the Void Ocean Arena; attacks of every kind were restricted.
Bam!
The middle-aged Sovereign's attack missed, and his body froze as he was sent flying.
“What's going on?”
The middle-aged ruler saw nothing before he was expelled from the arena.
Plash!
The middle-aged Sovereign spat out a mouthful of blood after landing on the ground.
The arena instantly became silent, and the smile of ridicule in the expressions of the spectators froze.
Hu ~~
Zhao Feng gently blew the air in his fist as he landed on the ground.
“It just ended? What speed! ”
Many of the audience eventually returned to the real world. Most of them could not even see how Zhao Feng moved, and the heart of the red-robed Elder surged. It seemed like this new challenger was already attacking ferociously.
Thinking back to how Li Yunya seemed to be listening to this young man's orders, the heart of the red-robed Elder became a little uncomfortable.
In the middle of the esteemed audience stands:
“Blow just now is pure physical strength. His body was like a giant beast. ”
The ruler of the Eternal Seal Palace muttered. As this was the challenge of a hundred victories, Zhao Fengs appearance attracted the attention of God, and he shocked many people.
Second fight.
The judge waved his hand.
Whooshing sound!
Another spectator flew out.
The newcomer was a thin man whose aura was sharp, as if he had fought many battles. Although he was at the early stages of the Little Origin Core Realm as well, his strength was clearly stronger than the middle-aged Sovereign.
“Vominating Sky Flying Tiger!”
The skinny male figure flashed as he became nimble like a leopard and shot towards Zhao Feng at lightning speed.
It was obvious that this skinny man had specialized in speed.
The explosion!
A loud explosion rang out between Zhao Feng and the skinny man.
Zhao Feng made no signs of dodging as he stretched out his fists.
The moment the punch was thrown, a terrifying aura from a remote ancient ferocious beast seemed to emerge from Zhao Fengs body.
The skinny man felt unable to breathe.
The explosion!
Victory in one move.
The arena was filled with discussions.
Although Zhao Feng did not display any extraordinary strength, it was shocking to defeat others at the same cultivation with just one brutal move.
“This brat's body seems to contain the power of an ancient bloodline that might be close to the existence of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race.”
Surprise appeared in the eyes of the Eternal Seal Palace Commander. He felt the aura of the bloodline within Zhao Feng was even purer than Ye Moyu.
Third fight …
Zhao Feng faced fight after fight.
Bam!
Another simple punch throws the opponent off.
In the beginning, the warriors consisted of an early stage Small Origin Core realm and an intermediate stage Small Origin Core realm.
Three consecutive wins….
Zhao Fengs winning speed was much faster than Ye Moyu when the latter was at this stage.
“Excellent speed and terrifying power. He easily destroyed those who had the same cultivation. ”
Ye Moyu was a little dazed.
The speed that Zhao Feng displayed was even slightly faster than him when he did not use the strength of his bloodline. Moreover, Zhao Feng was not only fast. His body and physical strength were also terrifying.
Seven consecutive wins….
Zhao Feng immediately faced the tenth battle.
“Let me fight.”
A deep voice rang out, and the owner walked out of the officials area.
The newcomer was a large young man in black whose muscles seemed to be made of black iron which gave off a cold aura.
Bam!
The black-skinned and large-bodied male caused the arena to tremble as it landed on it. The strength he displayed was similar to a giant beast.
“That's him…. Iron Back Black King! ”
Many onlookers exclaimed as they recognized his identity. The cultivation of the Iron Back Black King had reached the middle stage of the Small Origin Core Realm, and was nearing the final stage.
Furthermore, he was a body cultivator.
“Empowering the World!”
The Iron Back Black King was like a giant beast as he sent out fists and smashing punches forward.
“Technical lineage and turn body strength into ghost image.”
Zhao Feng revealed a strange expression. He ended up meeting someone who was a little interesting in the tenth battle because the tenth battle was a tipping point.
If one could not win the tenth battle, they would not even be able to win back their entry fees.
“Rest!”
Zhao Feng roared as his bones and blood released power that came from an ancient source.
Wu ~'s
The instant this fist was thrown, the roar of a ferocious beast seemed to sound around Zhao Feng, and the ferocious aura even rendered Iron Back Black King unable to breathe.
“The strength of my bloodline and the aura of the boy ...”
The Heart of the Iron Back Black King trembled.
Crack down!
The ghost image formed from his bloodline technique was destroyed by Zhao Fengs fist.
Whoa!
Iron Back Black King immediately coughed out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying.
Ten consecutive wins. Zhao Feng's face was not red and his heart was not racing. He did not use any True Yuan at all or the slightest bit of bloodline power.
With the use of the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm and the blood essence of the heart, its body and state of existence had changed dramatically. Currently, his state of existence had reached the limit of the Great Origin Core Realm, while the strength of his body was comparable to that of a beast of the same cultivation.
Moreover, Zhao Fengs body contained an ancient aura that suppressed the power of the bloodline.
“Despite the bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, there is hardly any aura of other lineages that can suppress so many lineages.”
A light flashed in the eyes of the Eternal Seal Palace Commander as he muttered.
After winning the tenth battle, Zhao Feng continued to fight. After all, he had not even used a True Yuan yet.
Eleven consecutive wins….
Zhao Fengs winning record continued to rise, and all his opponents were sent flying with one fist while their bloodline strength was suppressed.
“Twenty wins in a row.”
The arena broke into a discussion. According to the rules of the hundred victory challenge, the challenger had the right to rest after winning ten battles every day, but Zhao Feng had won twenty in a row.
What was even scarier was that his face was not even red or anything. He still had not used True Yuan or the power of the bloodline.
“He is definitely not a body cultivator, and he is only at the very small initial stage of the Small Origin Core Realm, however.”
Shock appeared in Ye Moyu's eyes. Twenty wins on the first day was what he achieved. However, Ye Moyu was a bit tired after those twenty battles, so she did not continue to challenge.
Right now, Zhao Feng had yet to show strength that exceeded Ye Moyu, but this man had not even used True Yuan power or bloodline yet.
One can only use the word “takan” to describe it.
An hour later:
Bam!
Zhao Feng stretched out a faint purple fist that sent a late stage Small Origin Core Realm expert flying.
A hua!
The arena broke into chaos.
“Thirty wins in a row.”
The judge was a little stunned as he announced.
This young man had only used a small amount of True Yuan in thirty battles. If this continued, he could definitely win a hundred fights in a row.
“Due to the lack of opponents, the challenge of a hundred victories today will stop.”
The red-robed elder waved his hand and stopped the challenge. Wistful expression. The strength of this brat was too great, so he needed to think of a plan for tomorrow.
