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After defeating the opponent, you can choose to stay in the ring and serve as the champion. Take on the next challenge. Once you leave the ring, whether you lose or leave voluntarily and want to go to the ring again, you have to sign up again and queue up again.

In the ring, Mengfeng's opponent has been waiting for him here for a long time.

"Wen Sheng! Destroy him! Two hundred and eighty-one consecutive victories!"

"Wen Sheng! Destroy him! Two hundred and eighty-one consecutive victories!"

"Wen Sheng! Destroy him! Two hundred and eighty-one consecutive victories!"

......

As soon as Mengfeng entered the ring, a burst of monstrous shouts immediately broke out in the arena.

Wen Sheng is the opponent of Mengfeng at this moment.

This is a player who has been in the ring for 32 consecutive fights and has won until now.

After thirty-two consecutive victories, the aura of this Wensheng was still kept calm, but his clothes were slightly disheveled.

If it weren't for Wen Sheng in front of him, who was obviously over 100 years old, Mengfeng would have thought that the other party was a player who had risen from the first layer to the fifth layer like him.

But even if the opponent is not a player, he can still maintain this state after 32 consecutive fights. It is enough to see that he is an indigenous powerhouse who is quite strong in the three cities.

Therefore, Mengfeng did not dare to snub him in the slightest.

"This is my 281st matchup, and it will be my 281st winning streak. Boy, you are destined to be the 281st stumbling block for me to embark on the glory of the third-level overlord!"

Wen Sheng stared at the dream wind, and his tone was full of arrogance. I saw that he was holding a long sword in each hand, and between the cross of the long sword, a crossed sword light had already broken through the air and attacked directly towards the dream wind.

"Fire Moon Sweep!"

A round of fire moon slashed this crossed sword ray.

And just as the dream wind slashed out of the fire moon, Wen Sheng's body was already moving behind his crossed sword.

Very quickly, he came to Mengfeng's side, and the double swords in his hands, like scissors, attacked Mengfeng's neck.

In the face of Wen Sheng's swift surprise attack, Meng Feng stepped forward without slowing down, and his whole body suddenly flew out.

Seeing this, Wen Sheng naturally followed.

And just a short time before retreating to the edge of the ring, Mengfeng's foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and the whole person suddenly rose to his feet.

"Hmph, waiting is to jump!"

"Flying swords!"

Seeing this scene, the corners of Wen Sheng's mouth suddenly hooked up a trace of arc. His strong arms suddenly danced wildly at this moment.

A piece of sword light flashed, and a piece of sword light swept out, covering almost half of the air above the ring, and it raged towards the dream wind.

"Boom ......"

Seeing this scene, there was a sudden uproar in the audience, and those supporters who heard the saint were all red-faced, and shouted even harder.

In everyone's opinion, Wen Sheng's offensive is enough to solve Mengfeng.

Wen Sheng's thirty-third winning streak today, the cumulative two hundred and eighty-one consecutive victories, is close at hand!

"Instant Slash!"

However, when Mengfeng saw this scene, the expression on his face was extraordinarily calm. just spit out two words lightly in his mouth, and his body flashed, and he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Whoosh!-"

Before everyone could react, a hole suddenly opened between the pieces of sword light of Wen Sheng, and a completely indistinguishable shadow flickered down.

"Poof!-"

The blood flashed, and the shadow of the dream wind crossed Wen Sheng's body.

"No!it can't be!!"

When he saw the next scene, there was a burst of disbelief in the audience.

I saw that Wen Sheng's neck suddenly cracked a huge blood mouth at this moment, and blood gushed out of it. His vitality was also completely lost at this moment. The body fell straight on the ring.

The Three-City Duel Arena, a strong man who has won two hundred and eighty-one consecutive victories, has fallen like this!

From beginning to end, there are only two moves in total, right?

Two moves, just two moves, Wen Sheng was defeated. Defeated by such a kid in front of him, who had never appeared in the three-city dueling arena before.

Who is this kid in front of him?

For a while, many people in the arena looked at Mengfeng standing in the ring at the moment, and their eyes showed a look of confusion.

Mengfeng, who has just come to the Three Cities not long ago, is extremely unfamiliar to many people who have lived in the Three Cities for a long time. The people in the field, at this moment, all had such a doubt in their minds. Where did the dream wind come from? Why didn't they have any impression at all?

Of course, this is before this, after this duel, Mengfeng's appearance is destined to be firmly remembered by the people present.

Between the two moves, it was completely killing Wen Sheng's dream wind in seconds, which was enough for them to forget.

"Boom ......"

At this time, there was another commotion in the field.

This uproar was nothing else, just because Mengfeng chose to continue as the champion in answering the referee's question.

Everyone wants to know, if Mengfeng has been the champion in the future, how many consecutive victories will he be able to make?

Those supporters who had heard the saint before, after the disbelief at the beginning, were also looking forward to it at the moment and wanted to watch it.

As for Wen Sheng, it has begun to fade out of their minds.

A dead loser is destined to be hard to remember.

The Guzong Duel Arena is such a cruel place. Only the victor can go all the way.

......

Just when Dream Wind was in the dueling arena, he began to march towards the glory of the third-level overlord.

The Three Cities Lord's Mansion.

The city lord of the three cities, dressed in a gorgeous robe, was looking at the crystal ball talker in front of him with a smile on his face.

On the other side of the crystal ball, it seems to be a short-haired middle-aged man in a nameless attic in a city.

"Old man. I've already done what you want me to do. It's time to fulfill the terms you promised me. In order to help you with this, I have attracted a lot of doubts!" Stroking a handful of beards under the old face full of Zou Wen, the old man in the gorgeous robe (that is, the city lord of the three cities) said seriously to the short-haired middle-aged man in the crystal ball.

When the short-haired middle-aged man heard this, he couldn't help but wave his hand, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You old guy, do you need this? When did I lie to you? You are indispensable for those who promise you." But you've got to keep an eye on that kid, and no matter what, I can't let him get through the Three Cities easily. ”

"Of course I can trust your character, old man, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed to help you with this. It's just that you can deal with a newcomer who has not been on the fifth layer for a long time, do you need to take such painstaking efforts? With your ability, killing such a newcomer is not a good hand?" smiled, but the old man in the gorgeous robe couldn't help frowning slightly, with a hint of incomprehension in his eyes.

The identity of the short-haired middle-aged man is very clear to the old man in the Chinese robe. The former's methods, in his opinion, dealing with such a kid as Mengfeng are just a casual matter. There's no need to go through such trouble.

"If I make a move, that's fine. However, as the official administrator of the dueling arena, there are rules that we can't take action. If I make a move, I'm afraid I'll kill those inspectors who may appear at any time and anywhere. The short-haired middle-aged man shook his head and said.

The old man in the Chinese robe still frowned: "We can't make a move, won't you let your subordinates do it?"

"Do you think I didn't let it?" Hearing this, the short-haired middle-aged man couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "This kid is not simple. My men can't stop him at all. ”

"Can't stop him?" The old man in the Chinese robe was still frowning, but at this moment, there was a hint of surprise between his brows.

"yes. Otherwise, would I need to come to you?" said the short-haired middle-aged man with a helpless face.

"That's just as well. Just to the extent of your slamming of the door, old man. I thought it was strange that I was suddenly asked to help with such a condition. The old man in the robe said with a smile.

"Alright, old man. Remember to keep an eye on this kid. Don't let him go through the city. Short-haired middle-aged dignified words.

When the old man in the robe heard this, he couldn't help but smile, and said confidently: "Don't worry." The conditions for crossing the city that I have newly changed are based on the conditions of seven cities to eight cities. ”

"Conditions for seven cities to eight cities?"

Hearing this, the short-haired middle-aged man couldn't help but nod and said, "If that's the case, then this kid shouldn't be able to get by." ”

"Old man, what do you say?

Listening to the words of the old man in the Chinese robe, the short-haired middle-aged man still frowned, and said with some concern: "I don't know what it is, I always have no bottom in my heart." Anyway, old man, you must remember to watch me. If he passes through the Three Cities, then I can't stop him. ”

"Old man, when did you become so unconfident? I don't believe this kid can pass the conditions from seven cities to eight cities. The old man in the robe said speechlessly. I think that short hair and middle-aged age are a bit too fussful.

"Anyway, you're going to keep a good eye on me. You have to stop this kid, just stop it. I'll give you another 20%. The short-haired middle-aged man said seriously.

"That's a good feeling. Seeing this, the old man in the Chinese robe immediately smiled.

In his opinion, the former is simply sending him money.

......

"Eighty-one wins in a row!!"

"Oh my God. This kid won't be like the guy who suddenly appeared two days ago, and directly win two hundred consecutive victories, right?"

"Judging by the way he looks like he doesn't have much effort, it's really possible!"

"Two hundred wins in a row? You are exaggerating, it's only eighty-one wins in a row. It's nice to be able to win in a row!"

......

In the dueling arena, watching Mengfeng defeat an opponent again, another round of uproar arose in the arena.

This is Mengfeng's eighty-one consecutive victories!

Winning 81 consecutive victories at one time is completely incredible in the eyes of many people.

However, most people can still accept it. It was only because a few days ago that there was a terrifying existence in the dueling arena with one person and one sword, winning two hundred consecutive victories at one time. In comparison, Mengfeng's eighty-one consecutive victories at this moment are naturally not so surprising.

After all, being able to kill Wen Sheng in two moves in seconds can be regarded as a famous winning streak overlord in the three-city duel arena. If Mengfeng didn't have some strength, how could it be? You know, at the beginning, Wen Sheng had also won seventy-six consecutive victories one after another. The former can kill Wen Sheng in seconds, and he can win a hundred consecutive victories, which is completely normal.

It's just that as Mengfeng continues to win one game after another, the people in the field are not calm.

100 wins in a row!

One hundred and ten wins in a row!

One hundred and twenty wins in a row!

...... (To be continued)