Race 20, win!

Twenty-fifth, win!

Twenty-nine, win!

In less than an hour, under Chu Yan's punch, the number of light curtains in the corner of the ring was set at "twenty-nine".

All invincible, Chu Yan won all the way!

On the way here, according to Shen Shengjie's promise to Chu Yan, for every victory, Chu Yan will be rewarded with 100 yuan stones, and if he can reach 30 games, he will be rewarded with 200 yuan stones!

Thirty games, two hundred yuan stones!

That's a whole 6,000 yuan stone!

Chu Yan's eyes were burning, and his gaze swept towards the crowd, there was still one thing left, and it would reach thirty!

Thirty games! It was Chu Yan's promise to Shen Shengjie, and at the same time, if he reached thirty games, he would be able to get six thousand yuan stones!

Therefore, Chu Yan was not willing to stop at all, he only hoped that the opponent would come to power as soon as possible!

Up to now, the consumption of true qi in Chu Yan's body was only less than thirty percent, and there was no need to swallow even the Tianyuan Pill, and it would not be a problem to fight another thirty battles.

……

In the southeast corner of the No. 1 ring ring, there is a small building.

At this time, above the attic on the second floor of the small building, three figures stopped and watched in the direction of the ring.

Among the three, an old man at the back said softly

"Pavilion Master, this son is a martial artist recruited by Shen Shengjie, it has just been confirmed, this son has just won the first place in the Ling Tian Sect Outer Sect Competition, his Ling Tian Sect Great Dragon Elder's registered disciple, do you see if the original plan is..."

The gray-haired old man in the middle suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he suddenly turned around and glared at the person who had just spoken, his eyes flashing.

"Elder Dalong... Hehe, sure enough, it is a famous teacher who produces a high apprentice, in this way, the original plan should not be canceled, and the third-level martial artist will be changed to a second-level martial artist, I want to see how many catties and taels this son has, and whether he is related to Jie'er! ”

Second-level martial artist!?

The white-haired old man, as soon as his words fell, the two gray-robed old men behind him were shocked at the same time, and said with some hesitation

"Pavilion. Pavilion Master, a second-level martial artist, but it is equivalent to the combat power of the sixfold peak of the Innate Realm, this..."

"Humph! Don't go yet! ”

The white-haired pavilion master snorted lightly, and his tone sank.

"It's... Be... It's time to do it! ”

Hearing this, the two old men, their faces changed greatly at the same time, and they hurriedly bowed away.

Wait for the two figures to disappear, the Pavilion Master of Dixuan Pavilion, Shen Wansan! Reaching out to stroke his beard, he smiled softly and muttered

"Jie'er, for my father, I believe in your vision, this son, maybe he can really help you achieve great things!"

A faint chuckle echoed in the attic...

Shen Wansan slowly turned around and walked towards the attic, his figure slowly dissipating, as if a puff of light smoke was blown away by the wind.

……

At this time, above the ring

Chu Yan stared at the young man in front of him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"In Xia Fan Xiaoyang, in the middle stage of the fivefold innate realm, please advise!"

The tall young man spoke, his tone was soft, with a faint smile on his face, and as he spoke, he flipped one hand, and a pair of black fists appeared, slowly putting them on his hands.

Calm and confident!

Chu Yan saw a trace of temperament in his body that was different from other martial artists.

"Chu Yan! Cultivation is a half-step innate! Let's make a move! ”

Chu Yan returned the salute politely and raised his hand to sign.

As soon as the words fell, Fan Xiaoyang's face darkened, and a violent golden light and shadow suddenly rushed out of his body, and a huge golden fist slowly appeared behind him, and the seven golden stars on it shone brightly.

The thick true qi burst out like a raging flood.

Fan Xiaoyang threw a punch, and a white fist appeared in shock, rushing towards Chu Yan.

At the same time, when the punch had just rushed out, Fan Xiaoyang's figure flashed, and he rushed forward, chasing after his fist, and threw another punch.

A new punch rushed out and blended into the previous punch mark.

The original fist, at this time, became two layers inside and outside, and the power immediately multiplied.

However, Fan Xiaoyang did not stop, his body flashed, and he threw the same punch again, and the third fist mark rushed into the original fist mark again.

At this time, the three layers of fist strength were superimposed, and the violent fist seal born of the mixture was terrifying, and above the ring, where it passed, the air waves were rolling, and the wind was raging, and it was crushing towards Chu Yan.

"Not bad!"

Chu Yan's eyes were shining, and he nodded secretly, although this person was a mid-stage cultivator of the Fifth Fold, but this move was superimposed on the martial art of the fist seal, and the power of the fist technique was at least beyond the second-order strength.

"Tower Punch!"

Fan Xiaoyang shouted violently, and his fist roared.

"Three-stage strike!"

Chu Yan's eyes were as bright as electricity, and the three cyclones in his body were running, and his true qi instantly soared by three percent.

The left foot is heavy, and the right fist is waved, bringing out a black lightning bolt!

Rumble!

Fist to fist! Power to power!

The two fists collided, and the crazy and terrifying power exploded, like the roar of the gods, and the demons were now destroyed!

Shout!

The black fist mark instantly shattered the golden fist mark and landed on Fan Xiaoyang's body, his body flew up, turned over several times in the air, and when he landed, he was already under the ring.

Well?

Fan Xiaoyang looked up at Chu Yan in the ring with a shocked face, his eyes full of shock.

Bite!

A soft bang!

In the corner of the ring, above the light curtain, the number jumped, "Thirty! ”

Wow!

Just when the number flashed, the entire ring boiled, and countless cheers rushed like an ocean, reaching the clouds.

Thirty games!

Thirty unbeaten streaks!

"Oh my God, how long has it been... I remember not being out for almost half a year. ”

"That's right, it's half a year, thirty consecutive wins... Today, I can see it with my own eyes... Hahaha"

"But, it seems that this Chu Yan can still win, maybe... Fifty? ”

“……”

On the stands, all kinds of discussions rose in all directions, spreading more and more, and everyone was looking at Chu Yan in the ring, constantly praising them.

On the VIP seat, Shen Shengjie rose up excitedly, took a long breath, and walked towards the ring.

"Brother Chu, congratulations! You really did it! Let's go, let's go and claim the reward first! ”

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Down?" What about this winning streak? ”

"It's okay, you can accumulate once in thirty games, and it's impossible for people to challenge it all the time." Shen Shengjie chuckled

Hearing this, Chu Yan nodded, dodged and jumped out of the ring.

After that, Chu Yan and Shen Shengjie walked towards the attic in the southeast corner of the No. 1 ring.

"Take it, it's your reward!"

On the first floor of the attic, an old man in a gray robe looked at Chu Yan with a smile on his face, and handed Chu Yan a storage jade talisman.

Among the jade talismans, there are three hundred yuan stones and a token.

Three hundred yuan stones, for ordinary martial artists, is a huge amount of money, but for Chu Yan at this time, it can only be said that it is okay.

Therefore, after Chu Yan put away the Yuan Stone, he looked at the token.

Round, bronze, the front is engraved with the four big characters of "Luoyang Wang Zhan", but the back is engraved with the words "One hundred and ten people beheaded"!

Thirty people slashed!?

Chu Yan frowned slightly, flipped through the token, and looked at the old man with some doubts.

"Little friend, this token is the next time you come to participate in the "King Battle Ring", it will directly count the number of consecutive wins from thirty, in addition, it is also a title, representing your best record in the ring! ”

The old man's face was kind, and he patiently explained to Chu Yandao.

"Understood, thank you!"

Chu Yan nodded.

Subsequently, Chu Yan followed Shen Shengjie out of the Battle King Palace and returned to the manor where Shen Shengjie was.

After Shen Shengjie beckoned Chu Yan to sit down, he left in a hurry, and after a while, he turned back again, but he was holding a jade talisman in his hand.

"Brother Chu, and my Earth Xuan Pavilion Elder Jade Fu! There are 13,000 yuan stones in it! Thank you, Brother Chu, for your help this time! ”

Shen Shengjie's face was full of excitement, and he waved his hand and sent out 13,000 yuan stones, without the slightest distress.

Chu Yan took the jade talisman and chuckled, "Thank me now, it's too early!" ”

Hearing this, Shen Shengjie's face was stunned, and then he showed a look of ecstasy and said

"Brother Chu, do you still want..."

"That's right, I'm going to practice for a few days, break through my current cultivation, and then challenge again!"

Chu Yan's face was indifferent and said.

"Good, good! In this case, I have something to say to Brother Chu, which just helps Chu Yan's cultivation to improve! ”

Shen Shengjie said with a smile.

"All the elders who join my Dixuan Pavilion will have a chance to enter the 'Thousand Machines Cemetery' of my Dixuan Pavilion! ”

"Thousand Machine Cemetery!?" Chu Yan was stunned.