Walking around the ring a few times, Lin Luo walked towards an alley.

Since there are still five days left before the next ring fight, instead of waiting here, it is better to walk around and see the customs of this place.

Suddenly, several figures jumped out of the fork in the road, blocking the way forward and the way out.

The person at the head was none other than the Fire Clan man who was burning with flames all over his body.

Except for the Fire Clan, the rest of them all have human shapes, with a single horn and a dark green body, which is the Greenhorn Terran.

Lin Luo looked around with disdain, and the Chaohuo people asked, "What are you doing?"

"I drove this mountain, and this road is ......"

The Fire Clan people looked at Lin Luo proudly, pointing to the sky with one hand and the land with the other, shouting out the popular robbery road numbers from all walks of life.

But before he could finish speaking, he saw Lin Luo's fist rapidly enlarge in his sight.

"Bang!"

The Fire Clan was smashed by Lin Luo's punch and embedded in a brick wall, trembling like a sheep's madness, and the flames on his body gradually extinguished.

"Rob me?"

Lin Luo sneered and said coldly: "A group of spirit realm sixfold is simply looking for death!"

His body moved, like a gust of wind passing through, and in an instant he reached behind a green-horned man, and swept out with a punch, knocking it into the brick wall, and for a while he could not climb out again.

"It's not good, this centaur is not easy to mess with!"

Several of the others showed their faces, turned and left.

But how could Lin Luo let them leave safely?

In just a few breaths, Lin Luo caught up with them and threw a few punches in the blink of an eye, finishing them off.

Lin Luo calmly touched out some treasures on these people, and left this place in a grand manner.

On a certain street, Lin Luo turned into a Greenhorn Clan, and hid his cultivation breath to the True Qi Realm Triple.

On the Fire Clan and several others, most of the things that Lin Luo searched for were elixirs.

The continent of the hundred ethnic groups is not large, the products are very few, and the survival and development of each ethnic group depends on the elixir, so the elixir has become a universal currency.

After consuming a half-year-old elixir in an inn, Lin Luo was able to move in.

The Hundred Ethnic Continent is small in size, but it has a total population of one million.

Since the creatures in this place all feed on elixir, even if they don't cultivate, they can become warriors comparable to the martial realm.

Among these millions of creatures, the proportion of those who have entered the spiritual realm is as high as thirty percent.

This means that the entire continent is equivalent to having hundreds of thousands of True Qi Realm martial artists.

If you want to win a hundred battles among hundreds of thousands of people, you must have great strength.

Now he is only a true qi realm sixth, even if he uses all his strength, it will be difficult to win a hundred consecutive battles.

If you want to win all battles, you must continue to improve your cultivation.

From the storage belt, Lin Luo took out a bottle of Xuan-rank top-grade "Juhai Dan" and began refining.

In a blink of an eye, days passed.

After swallowing two bottles of Juhai Dan, Lin Luo successfully stepped into the sixfold peak of True Qi.

As he ran the exercises with all his might, the bottleneck of his cultivation cracked with a "click", and he entered the sevenfold true qi with the trend.

"Finally stepped into the high-level True Qi Realm!"

Lin Luo clenched his fists violently, feeling the more majestic power in his body, and suddenly felt satisfied.

It wasn't until the fifth day that he completely consolidated his cultivation and left the inn.

In front of the huge altar.

As soon as Lin Luo arrived in the ring, he found that the battle had begun.

In the ring, a tall man with a golden body as if cast in pure gold shook his opponent and won the victory.

"It is worthy of being the ninth son of the Golden Clan, and he has won twenty consecutive victories. ”

"I don't know if he can continue to win and win 30 in a row. ”

"Thirty wins in a row? that's impossible!"

"Why?"

"See for yourself!"

Beside Lin Luo, there were several people communicating in low voices.

Then, the Nine Sons of the Golden Clan continued to challenge and always won easily.

However, in the thirtieth duel, the strength of his opponent was very strong, and after only five rounds of fighting, the ninth prince of the golden clan was knocked down, and he had no choice but to stop winning 29 consecutive games.

"Well, that's true!"

"Every time there is a 30th duel, there will be a mysterious master who will snipe and prevent others from winning 30 consecutive matches. ”

"Cut, not to mention the thirtieth game, even if the ninth prince of the Golden Clan wins, in the fortieth and fiftieth games in the future, there will be mysterious masters who will appear to prevent him from continuing to win in a row, which has long been an unwritten rule. ”

The few people continued to discuss, attracting Lin Luo's attention.

"Sniper streak?

Lin Luo pondered for a moment and continued to watch the battle.

A Fire Clan took the stage and displayed his superb fire control skills, defeating those who came to challenge him one after another, winning nine consecutive victories.

However, in the tenth battle, the strength of his opponent was very strong, and in less than three moves, he knocked down the Fire Clan, and the winning streak was terminated.

Lin Luo continued to watch the battle, and found that the existing strength was slightly stronger, defeating the sniper, and winning ten consecutive victories, but it would stop at nineteen victories later.

Even if some creatures are stronger and win more victories, they will inevitably end up in failure.

After observing for several hours, Lin Luo didn't see anyone who could win thirty consecutive victories.

"The Spiritual Realm Ninefold, that is, the power equivalent to the True Qi Realm Ninefold, can win twenty-nine victories, it seems that those who can win thirty, forty, or even fifty consecutive victories are at least the peak of the Ninefold True Qi, or a half-step through the Xuan. ”

Lin Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, although the Hundred Tribes Continent of the Secret Dao is not big, it can be regarded as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"The fight in the ring will only last for three days, it's time to play. ”

He stepped out and stepped into the ring.

At this time, Lin Luo turned into an elf man with a long figure and a prismatic mark on his eyebrows, and the aura he exuded was ninety percent similar to that of the human race.

Except for the mark on the center of the eyebrows and the long blond hair that reached the hips, everything else was not much different from a normal human race.

Therefore, with the effect of a king-level thousand phantom spirit body, coupled with the isolation of spiritual sense, even if it is an ordinary Xuan Realm, his disguise cannot be seen.

"Hey, it's an elf, it is said that the number of this race is very small, I didn't expect to see their clan send people to fight today. ”

"The spirit realm is threefold, and you can defeat it with one move!"

Everyone in the audience thought that Lin Luo was very weak.

"I'm going to fight!"

An Ant-Man man took the stage, wielding a sharp knife hand and making a sharp whistling sound.

"Bang!"

Lin Luo just punched the opponent out of the ring, causing the audience to be silent for a moment.

"A little strength, I'll meet you!"

A five-fold master of the Spirit Realm (True Qi Realm) took the stage, but to people's surprise, this person was also knocked out of the ring with a punch.

"It's too weak, come and have some strength. Lin Luo hooked his hand towards the audience.

"Arrogance!"

A sixfold master of the Spirit Realm stepped out in one step, his fists overlapped, like a boulder crashing down.

But he came and went as fast as he could.

With just one punch, the person fell directly outside the ring, numb all over.

"I'm coming!"

"I'm coming!"

......

There is an endless stream of challengers, but none of them are Lin Luo's enemies.

Soon, he was on a nine-game winning streak.

At this time, an eightfold Ox Clan master of the Spirit Realm stepped on the ground, and the spiritual power in his body burst out with the power of a hundred tigers, wanting to knock Lin Luo down.

But I saw Lin Luo's figure flash, like a phantom to the side of the master of the Niuren clan, one leg swept out, and with a "bang", he knocked him out of the ring.

Since then, Lin Luo has easily won ten consecutive victories.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.