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"Tiger leaps over a thousand mountains!"

"Tiger roaring Wanlin!"

"Fuhu Gun Style!"

One move after another powerful moves were cast, as if a fierce tiger roared, dissipating its demonic might, and blasted towards Chen Zong mercilessly, especially the last move, which was a combination of powerful and amazingly powerful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But Chen Zong still swung his sword to resist them one by one, and it was not broken.

The last sword swept out, and the sword strength continued, splitting the opponent into the air.

Won another one.

Then, Chen Zong won one by one sword, the opponent was too weak, and he couldn't even block his own sword, let alone help him understand the trick.

Ninety wins in a row!

"Ninety wins in a row. ”

"Awesome. ”

"He's going to have a 100-game winning streak. ”

"Hundred consecutive wins, it hasn't been seen for a long time, and finally someone is going to challenge the hundred consecutive wins. ”

"It's a ninety winning streak, it's too easy. The young men were stunned, and then laughed one after another.

"Looks like I'll have fun another day, and it's not bad to win a 100-game streak and leave a statue here for people to admire. One of the young men laughed, as if the challenge of the Hundred Battles Ring was very easy, and they could win as many streaks as they wanted.

"I think it's okay, it's better for you to participate the day after tomorrow, and when the time comes, you will face that Chen Zong and end his winning streak. ”

"Okay, that's it. ”

In the words of a few words, a few young people made a decision.

After winning ninety consecutive victories, Chen Zong got up and left the Hundred Battlefields, without leisure to go shopping, and returned directly to his residence to continue to participate in the trick.

With Chen Zong's efforts, the trick became clear little by little, but there was still a lot of distance before it was formed.

The lights outside the house were bright, and there were voices talking about it everywhere, and it was all about the Hundred Battles Ring, and the word Chen Zong was mentioned all the time, as if it was hanging on everyone's lips.

Those young people were eating in the restaurant, and the voices around them always carried words such as vertical and horizontal sword or Chen Zong from time to time, and the more they listened, the more bored they became, and they couldn't help but feel violent.

"Shut up!" the young man with narrow eyes shouted coldly, and his body exuded an astonishing cold and sharp aura, like an invisible sword qi breaking through the air, making the others in the restaurant tremble.

"Chen Zong, Chen Zong, Chen Zong, what kind of thing is he, you fools have been talking about it. ”

"Whoever dares to mention the name, I will kill whomever I want. ”

When the words fell, the cold killing machine spread, and the entire restaurant seemed to be crushed.

One by one, they trembled and did not dare to squeak, and they did not even dare to move, for fear of being killed.

"Okay, what's there to do with a swarm of ants. "The voice led by a few young people has a high-minded indifference, which makes people very uncomfortable.

"Hmph. The young man sat down, his face cold.

The killing machine dissipated, and the people in the restaurant didn't even dare to move, and it took a while for someone to get up and leave tremblingly, and after a while, there were only a few people left in the entire restaurant, and these people were eating by themselves, they were all pseudo-transcendent realms, and naturally they would not be afraid of a few true martial realms.

On the contrary, they were quite disdainful of this, but Chen Zong had nothing to do with himself and others, so he naturally wouldn't be nosy.

Chen Zong didn't know these things, and he was still immersed in enlightenment.

The night passed, when the morning sun rose into the sky, it was a new day coming, today was a pseudo-transcendent realm level of the real martial arts ring, Chen Zong did not plan to watch the battle.

Walking out of his residence, Chen Zong walked to the streets of Hundred Battles City, as if walking aimlessly along the wide streets, but in his mind he was still continuing to comprehend the tricks of the Vertical and Horizontal Sword Codex.

Walking and walking, with a distraction from the outside, Chen Zong stepped into a restaurant and sat down by the window.

"Guest, what do you want to eat?" the guy from the restaurant trotted over and asked with a smile as he wiped the table again.

"Serve a few signature dishes and a jar of wine. Chen Zong replied casually, his main mind was used on the comprehension of the trick, walking, sitting and lying down.

"Okay, please drink tea first and wait a while. "The man skillfully brought hot tea to Chen Zong.

Not long after, four young men also stepped into the restaurant, and their eyes swept over and landed on Chen Zong's body.

"It's him. ”

"Let's go. ”

As he spoke, one of them walked up to Chen Zong, his hands fell on the edge of the table condescendingly, and his eyes were a little cold as if he wanted to see through Chen Zong.

"Chen Zong, don't be too arrogant. ”

Chen Zong was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Too arrogant?

I have never acted unassumingly, how can I say that I am arrogant?

"Don't you feel cool that your name is mentioned by everyone repeatedly, thinking that you are invincible from above?" The young man's eyes were cold and sharp as a sword, and his words were aggressive, but he was extremely sarcastic: "Remember my words, you are nothing, tomorrow, you will know." ”

With that, the young man got up and walked back to his place.

Chen Zong's expression returned to calm, and he did not refute the other party, because he was lazy.

There is no benefit to this kind of verbal battle, it is better to divide your mind and meditate on the trick.

Chen Zong didn't have any response, which made the young man very unhappy, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and only waited until tomorrow's hundred battles in the ring to give him a good look.

After a delicious meal, Chen Zong left the restaurant and returned to his residence along the street to continue his cultivation.

Now that the cultivation has reached the ninefold limit of the True Martial Realm, as for the tenth level that symbolizes the consummation of the True Martial Realm, there is no clue, and for a while, Chen Zong doesn't know how to break through, so he can only slowly figure it out.

In fact, after a normal martial artist's cultivation reaches the ninefold limit of the True Martial Realm, he can begin to accumulate and prepare for breaking through to the Pseudo-Transcendent Realm.

There is only one way to break through to the pseudo-transcendent realm, and that is to open up a trick.

After opening a trick, you can make the true power transform and become more powerful, between the true power and the spiritual power of the transcendent realm, it is a pseudo spiritual power, not as good as the real spiritual power, but it is many times stronger than the real power.

It is very difficult for ordinary martial artists to get through the trick points, which is also the reason why many martial artists have been stuck in the bottleneck for decades or even longer after their cultivation has been promoted to the ninefold limit of the True Martial Realm.

As for Chen Zong, he could clearly feel that as long as he was willing, he could transform his powerful vertical and horizontal true power at any time, turning it into a more powerful pseudo-spiritual power, and then stepping into the pseudo-transcendent realm, his combat power would surge.

Because when Chen Zong was practicing the strength realm, he had opened up two major tricks.

Zenith and Abyssal Cave!

For example, Chen Zong has a door in front of him, and Chen Zong already has the key to open the door, as long as he wants, he can directly open the door and enter a wider world.

But Chen Zong was unwilling, and the tenfold True Martial Realm was the goal of the next stage.

Moreover, it is also necessary to practice the second change of mind first, and it is best to practice even the third change of mind before breaking through to the pseudo-transcendent realm, after all, the pseudo-spiritual power is many times stronger than the great true power, and if you want to integrate with your other powers, the difficulty will also be greatly increased.

But if it is fused at the level of the True Martial Realm, after breaking through at that time, there is no need to fuse again.

Based on these two points, what to say, Chen Zong can't break through to the pseudo-transcendent realm now.

Then if you want to enhance your own combat power, you can only start with the cultivation of the change of mind and the creation of your own tricks.

As night fell, Chen Zong was still cultivating.

The sky was slightly bright, Chen Zong woke up from his cultivation, got up, and walked in the direction of the hundred battlefields.

When Chen Zong arrived at the Hundred Battlefields, the spectator seats were already full, and they were even more crowded than the last time, because today was the challenge of Chen Zong's victory in a hundred consecutive victories, which was of great significance and should not be missed.

Among the tens of thousands of viewers, there are also many pseudo-transcendent realm masters who are full of interest.

There are very few people who can achieve a hundred consecutive victories throughout the ages, after all, a hundred battlefields will not let others achieve a hundred consecutive victories, and will try their best to snipe.

Holding the wooden number, Chen Zong walked up to the waiting seat.

On the waiting seat, Chen Zong felt that five fierce and powerful eyes fell on him one after another, as if they were substantial.

The owners of these eyes were all not young, and they all looked to be at least forty years old, and Chen Zong suddenly had a feeling that maybe these people were his opponents today.

It seems that they should all be masters trained by the hundred battlefields themselves, and all of them are not weak.

In addition to those five people, there were also other people on the waiting table, all of whom were going to participate in the challenge, after all, if they didn't confront Chen Zong, they might be able to achieve some consecutive victories.

After another period of time, a young man walked up, exuding a trace of fierceness all over his body, like an invisible sword aura.

The young man's sharp gaze swept over, and finally landed on Chen Zong's body, and a touch of coldness hung on the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know if Chen Zong can win a hundred consecutive victories?"

"It should be possible, his strength is so strong. ”

"I guess it's a little difficult, the hundred battlefields won't let him win a hundred consecutive victories in a row, you must know that the hundred battlefields themselves have cultivated a lot of masters, and all of them are not weak. ”

"yes. ”

"Today, there will definitely be several good fights. ”

"I hope Chen Zong can win 100 consecutive victories. ”

Amid countless discussions, today's challenge to the Hundred Battles Ring has also begun.

It was not Chen Zong who was the first to play, because Chen Zong was not the first to arrive.

Chen Zong stared at the battle in the Hundred Battles Ring, but most of his mind was actually on the comprehension of the special move.

The winner in the ring of a hundred battles is quickly decided.

Then, someone rushed to the ring and continued to fight.

One after another, Chen Zong's name was soon called, and the voice was extremely loud, implying a little irrepressible excitement.

A 100-game winning streak may be expected, can you not be excited?

"I know I'm no match for you, but I'm not throwing in the towel. Chen Zong's opponent Zhengse said, as if he was about to release a monstrous fire by the faint light of a candle, although it was an extravagant hope, Chen Zong still let him play with all his strength, and then, defeated with a sword.

It's too weak to play any grinding role.

When the voice sounded, and the next opponent was about to leave the waiting table, the young man suddenly got up and pressed the man's shoulder.

"Give me the wooden sign. The young man said without hesitation, his voice carrying a hint of coldness.

The man was about to get angry, but he found that he couldn't move, and the terrifying aura was enveloping, like an invisible sword penetrating his body, and in horror, he hurriedly handed over his wooden card.

The young man took the wooden sign, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and stepped out.