"There are also, cross-border martial arts, ten-company martial arts. Even a hundred consecutive martial arts. There are also many honors for awards. Get some achievements, break some records, and the honors and rewards are also very considerable. ”

Cross-border martial arts fights can naturally attract many attention, and ten-even martial arts and hundred-even martial arts battles need to win ten consecutive victories and one hundred consecutive victories, and between each game, there is only a short quarter of an hour to rest, and if you fail halfway, then you won't get any honor.

The difficulty is not small.

"Then let's try the Ten Consecutive Martial Arts first. ”

"Directly start the ten-company martial arts?" Guan Tong was a little surprised.

Chen Ziling nodded.

As soon as I came to Wutang, I tried ten consecutive martial arts, and it was not unprecedented, but most of them were arrogant but incapacitated, Guan Tong had been in Wutang for so many years, and he had also met several.

I don't know if it's blind arrogance, or if I really have the ability.

......

Death Arena Nine.

On the battlefield of the death arena, another headless corpse was carried away.

"Another sword, another knife to kill the enemy! Wu Feng is afraid that in the double realm, he is already invincible. ”

"Even if it's a triple martial realm, how many people have you seen who can block Wufeng's sword?"

"It's just a young king. ”

On the battle platform, there was an emaciated young man, dressed in a simple gray cloth robe, holding a stone knife, closing his eyes and concentrating, quietly waiting for the start of the next death match.

The young man in cloth is named Wufeng.

What he is challenging at the moment is a hundred consecutive death matches.

Hundred Consecutive Deathmatches, in the black market of the entire Shangwu Kingdom, and even in the black market of the entire Lanwu Land, it is very rare, and for several years, no one has successfully challenged.

Wu Feng has won forty-seven games in a row, and no one has yet walked through the second knife in his hands.

The stone knife in his hand had no blade, and it was extremely rough and blunt, as if it would shatter at the touch of it.

There is no murderous aura on him, like a harmless weak teenager from humans and animals.

But in the past three days, he had killed eighty-seven two-tier realm martial artists and seventeen three-tier realm martial artists, and those who were willing to participate in the death match were almost killed by him.

In the martial hall, the two high-level leaders of the Sixfold Martial Realm were all alarmed, and after watching Wufeng's competition, they left an eight-character comment.

The stone knife has no edge, and the killing is silent.

In one of the upper compartments of the No. 9 Death Arena, Zheng Yan, the chief steward of the Black Market Martial Arts Hall, was watching Wu Feng's competition.

Zheng Yan's complexion is not good-looking.

"How many people are left who can participate in the deathmatch?"

Zheng Tan looked at a few stewards around him and asked.

"Seven...... However, none of them are willing to fight against the Bladeless. ”

"Since they have chosen the path of deathmatch, there is nothing they are not willing to do. Whatever means you use, you have to push me up, Qi Lianhe of Shanyang County and Wang Zhiyuan of Longyun County will be able to arrive in two hours at most, and they must hold on before that. Zheng Yan said solemnly.

If you can't even take out the person in the deathmatch, so as to terminate the game, the black market will not only lose face, but also have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages.

Six hours ago, Zheng Jian had already invited two well-known geniuses.

Qi Lianhe in the black market of Shanyang County, Wang Zhiyuan in the black market of Longyun County.

When the two of them arrived, it shouldn't be difficult to take down the exhausted Wufeng.

......

A quarter of an hour later, in the eleventh martial arts arena, the white-clothed Shen Jian began to challenge ten consecutive martial arts. ”

Inside the martial arts hall, the sound of the radio was heard.

Cross-border martial arts and even martial arts fights can attract many people to watch, and they will be notified throughout the martial arts hall.

Under the leadership of the maid, Chen Ziling entered the No. 11 martial arts arena.

The huge martial arts arena could have been able to accommodate 40,000 people to watch the battle, but now, there are only three or four thousand people.

In the martial arts hall, the number of people in the martial arts arena has always been several times less than that in the death arena, and now, it is still the time when Wu Feng challenges the hundred consecutive death matches, and those who have the conditions to watch the battle basically go.

Elsewhere, there are naturally fewer people.

Chen Ziling didn't want to attract attention, fewer people are better, anyway, the points are still the same, and it doesn't matter if there is less silver.

He took out his spear and stood on the platform.

Most of the people who came to the martial arts hall came to participate in the death match, and a few of them participated in the martial arts fight in preparation for participating in the death fight in the future.

"It's really a disappointment, I finally came here, and the No. 9 Death Arena was actually full. ”

"If you can get together enough three hundred taels, you can temporarily add it to it, and it's good to stand and watch. ”

"I hope this fight will allow me to win more money. ”

Martial arts and death matches, you can bet, by the martial arts to open the village, gambling on a variety of things, some bet on the winner, some bet on how long to end the competition.

The side that wins the fight can not only get honor points, but also 5% of all the bets in this game.

In other words, no matter who wins either the bettor or the banker, 5% of the winning will need to be given to the winning side.

Deathmatch, on the other hand, is 25 percent of the stake.

If a deathmatch is crazy enough, the winner of the deathmatch can take thousands of taels of silver.

"Shen Jian's first battle in ten consecutive martial arts, the battle - step wins. ”

Hearing the name Buying, many viewers present suddenly became interested.

"Step win, kill this guy!"

"Don't let him go alive!"

In the audience, bursts of shouts erupted.

Obviously, this step is quite prestigious in the martial arts.

An eight-foot-tall man in a blue shirt, armed with a nine-foot red spear, jumped onto the martial arts arena, which can be called impressive.

"Feng Huan Tang wins. ”

After taking the stage, Bu Ying glanced at Chen Ziling and said coldly.

Bu Ying is a very famous deathmatch frequent visitor in the martial arts, and his strength is first-class in the double martial arts realm, if it weren't for the fear of dying in the hands of Wu Feng, he wouldn't have come to the martial arts arena.

"There is no sect and no faction, Shen Jian. ”

Scattered Martial Artists?Bu Ying heard this, and the contempt was even worse, and there were many scattered martial artists in this martial arts hall, but almost none of them had any reputation.

Immediately, Bu Ying held the gun in one hand and stabbed towards Chen Ziling.

Chen Ziling stood still, raised his gun in his left hand, and stabbed at Bu Ying.

Boom –

The guns collided, but the result was unexpected, Bu Ying was directly shocked back, but Chen Ziling's hand holding the gun did not shake at all.

This newcomer actually has some means.

Chen Ziling didn't delay at all, and swung his spear again, the spear surged, stabbing towards Bu Ying's chest.

Bu Ying's eyes shrank, and he picked up a gun and fought again.

On the field, the sound of fine iron tapping was endless.

After fighting for thirty moves, Chen Ziling no longer delayed, shook the spear in Bu Ying's hand, stabbed the spear in his hand, and pointed it on Bu Ying's heart.

but it was not pierced.

Bu Ying was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to move, he didn't feel that he was faster than a gun.

"I throw in the towel. Bu Ying hurriedly said.

"Concession. ”

Chen Ziling withdrew the spear.

Although the strength of Buying is not weak, it is still very difficult to go through dozens of moves in Chen Ziling.

Just now, Chen Ziling had the intention of testing his marksmanship level, and secondly, he didn't want to attract too much attention.

On Chen Ziling's side, the martial arts fight went very smoothly.

In the Ninth Death Arena, one head after another was cut off.