Chapter Seventy-Three: A Winning Streak
Chen Meng looked at the monk who stood up a little helplessly, and asked, "You are also a disciple of the Yunlan Immortal Sect?" ”
"Wu Qing is my senior brother!" The man was undaunted and looked directly at Chen Meng.
"Your senior brother has lost, what are you doing here?" Chen Meng shook his head and smiled.
"You're opportunistic, you can't count. I'm here to correct my master's name! ”
"Whether it's opportunistic or not, you just ask your senior brother to know."
"Senior brother can't be defeated!" The young man's eyes were determined.
"I kind of admire you." Chen Meng shook his head, "Sanhe, you can pass Sanhe in my hands, count me as losing." ”
"Arrogance!" The young man pinched the seal with both hands, "Look at the move!" ”
A huge fireball technique was born out of thin air and smashed towards Chen Meng. Chen Meng smiled, and the disciples of your Yunlan Immortal Sect also practiced such a thing as the Fireball Technique?
Raising his hand, it is the power of the five elements, the water snake under the blessing of the law condensing spirit. The fireball dissipated, and the disciple was unsteady and fell out of the ring.
"Loose cultivation Chen Meng, two wins in a row." Below, the white-haired old man stroked his beard, "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?" ”
For this kind of Chen Meng's nobody, there must be many people who are not convinced. Therefore, even if Chen Meng won all the way, there was an endless stream of challengers. It's just that the more the fight continues, the more everyone feels that something is wrong.
This kid has used a trick in total, a water snake phantom, no matter who comes to him, he will be defeated.
What kind of spell is this! The crowd watching the competition in the audience couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Loose cultivation Chen Meng, fifteen consecutive victories." The white-haired old man was also a little surprised, he had also seen a monk who had won more than 100 games in a row, and his name was on the Yunlan Hero List, but he had never seen such an easy way as Chen Meng, this person actually faintly had the potential to be invincible at the same level!
This person could never be a casual cultivator. The white-haired old man has already made up his mind, and he will return to the sect tonight to resume his life, and he must find out the origin of this Chen Meng no matter what.
"Scattered cultivation Chen Meng, twenty-one wins in a row." From the beginning, I saw that everyone was numb now, this person, fighting until now, twenty-one times, still only had that one spell.
"Win by spells, what is there to be proud of! If you have the ability, you don't need that water snake! ”
"Okay." Chen Meng nodded very happily, "Do you dare to go on stage?" ”
"If you don't use that water snake, I will meet you on stage!"
"I don't. Do you dare to come? ”
"Come on, come! I'd like to see if you live up to your name! ”
Another person rushed to the stage. Bai Xiaoqing sat extremely depressed on the side and pursed her lips. Chen Meng's endless methods have been seen by himself, but now Chen Meng only used the power of the five elements, the power of the physical body is useless, the power of the divine soul is useless, the four daggers are useless, and the Qinglan sword is useless.
I don't care about the specific situation of the battle, because Chen Meng can't lose at all. What makes me depressed now is that I changed my 350,000 to more than 3 million, and then bet a few more rounds, and more than 3 million became more than 4 million. Then the white-bearded old man announced that he would not open today.
It doesn't mean anything at all. Bai Xiaoqing gritted her teeth, this person blocked his own wealth.
Chen Meng naturally didn't know that Bai Xiaoqing had won the gambling game and went bankrupt. He stood on the stage and looked at the man. The person who came pinched the seal with both hands, and a spell was struck. Chen Meng was a little helpless, and he also pinched the seal with both hands, and a fire Qingluan appeared in the air, knocking the person away with one blow.
"You really can't." Chen Meng sighed. I thought that this Yunlan ring was so tense, exciting, and difficult to fight, but when I came up, it was all crooked melons and cracked dates.
I don't blame the monks in Yunlan City. Most of these people are children of some families, or disciples of the Immortal Sect, and there are countless exercise resources, but they have been held in the palm of their hands since they were young, and they have never seen the tragedy of the outside immortal cultivation world.
Chen Meng is different, he is serious about killing all the way out of Qianyuan Mountain, and there are countless hardships on the way to growth, and these flowers in the greenhouse are naturally incomparable.
"Scattered cultivation Chen Meng, winning twenty-two games in a row." The white-haired old man was also a little tired from shouting. According to this posture, this person can break 50 in one day today and 100 tomorrow.
The key is to look at the momentum of this kid's invincibility at the same level, and he can't think of anyone he can find to stop him. If this person really topped the Yunlan Hero List as a casual cultivator, it would really make people laugh out of their teeth.
Over the years, many immortal cultivators of the Yunlan Immortal Sect have not been like before, and they have gradually been contaminated with some young master habits, and they have not done their jobs all day long, and they still feel that they are invincible in the world. It was because he couldn't get used to this kind of atmosphere in the door, not to mention that people were soft-spoken, so he invited himself to be sent to this Yunlan City to guard the ring.
It is also a good thing that Chen Mengruo can really break Duan Ruo's record of more than 600 years. Duan Ruoxu was the current sect master of the Yunlan Immortal Sect, and this slap slapped him on the face, telling him what the Yunlan Immortal Sect was now weak, and let a loose cultivator who came out of nowhere casually smashed the field.
So, in the disbelief of all the onlookers and Bai Xiaoqing's depressed face, the white-bearded old man spoke again and again:
"Scattered cultivation Chen Meng, winning twenty-nine games in a row."
"Scattered cultivation Chen Meng, winning the thirty-seventh game in a row."
"Scattered Chen Meng, winning the forty-fifth game in a row."
Chen Meng slapped a person under the ring with another golden wildebeest, a little depressed, and shouted to the audience: "No, do you know that if you can't play me, you can't change it to something else?" Don't you have many who wield swords? ”
"You can also wield a sword?" Someone in the audience laughed, "Boy, we don't use the sword to let you, if the grandfathers draw the sword, you roll off this platform in minutes, do you believe it or not?" ”
"I don't believe it." Chen Meng shook his head.
"Okay, you wait!" The man who spoke rolled up his sleeves, jumped into the ring, pulled out the sword at his waist, and was not ambiguous, his heart moved, and the flying sword killed Chen Meng, and shouted in his mouth: "Breaking the sea sword technique!" ”
"Good sword!" Chen Meng was secretly happy in his heart, he finally had someone who could make two moves with him. The Qinglan sword was held in his hand, the five elements sword technique was running, and the four-layer cultivation of the veins was blessed, and he met the sword that was chopped.
Swords intersect with swords. Qinglan's sword was castrated, but the monk's sword was disrupted by this heavy blow. As a last resort, he waved his hand back and withdrew the sword, guarded it in front of his chest, and drank softly in his mouth: "Breaking the sea sword technique, royal!" ”
"Five Elements Sword Technique, Break!" Chen Meng didn't want to let him, so he came up to enjoy himself. How could I let go of this great opportunity.
The tip of the Qinglan sword was pointed at the sword that the man was protecting on his chest, and the man suddenly became unstable, flew backwards and fell out of the ring.
"You can't either." Chen Meng watched as the man got up from the ground in embarrassment, with a mockery in his eyes.
"Boy, you wait. I'll call you my senior brother. ”
"I can't beat the parents." Chen Meng smiled even more unscrupulously.
"You wait." The man left with a few words and hurried away.
"Loose cultivation Chen Meng, winning the forty-sixth game in a row!" The white-haired old man didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement.
Three more people came to the stage one after another, and they all asked Chen Meng to teach swordsmanship. Chen Meng was not stingy, the Five Elements Sword Technique was used, and the body cultivation was blessed, and the three of them only lasted a few rounds, and they were also defeated.
When the three of them left, they respectfully saluted Chen Meng. Chen Meng returned the gift one by one. This is the appearance of sword cultivation, meeting friends with swords, although defeated, he can still appreciate and improve from Chen Meng's sword moves.
In fact, in the final analysis, Chen Meng may not be able to win so easily in sword moves. It is true that the Five Elements swordsmanship is broad and profound, but the swordsmanship of these people is not necessarily bad. Chen Meng still relied on his own physical cultivation, and his pure strength was much greater than that of these ordinary monks.
Of course, those who fought with Chen Meng could only feel that Chen Meng's sword was unstoppable. The white-bearded old man saw Chen Meng's body refining and cultivation, so he just stroked his beard and didn't make a sound.
This kid was first invincible at the same level in spells, and then his swordsmanship was also outstanding, and now he has at least three layers of cultivation above the vein. This person could never be a casual cultivator. The white-bearded old man became more and more sure in his heart, behind Chen Meng must be a hidden immortal cultivator, otherwise how could he inherit so many exercises!
"It's like those ancient immortal cultivators in the legends." The old man stroked his beard and muttered to himself.
At this moment, the person who had just been left by Chen Meng came back, followed by a big man with a fierce momentum.
"Senior brother, it's him, humiliating me in public." The disciple pointed to Chen Meng who was standing in the ring, and he felt like a villain.
"Parents are here." Chen Meng smiled, "Come, come up and make a few moves." ”
"You dare to humiliate my junior brother in public, I don't think you will die well!" The man was furious and jumped into the ring, and the whole ring trembled.
The man raised his hand and blasted at Chen Meng with a punch.
Chen Meng was a little surprised, the person in front of him actually had a body cultivation practice. It's just that feeling the power of that fist, it should only be about the third layer of the vein. Chen Meng was not afraid at all, put away the Qinglan sword in his hand, and smiled: "Okay, let's punch each other!" ”
"Look for death!" The big man shouted.
The person watching the play in the audience also laughed: "Chen Meng, Chen Meng, you can be regarded as slaughtered." My master brother is a third-level cultivator. Oh, I'm sorry, don't you know what Tongmai is? ”
As soon as his words fell, Chen Meng's fist and the big man's fist collided violently.
The ring suspended in the air suddenly began to tremble. Chen Meng and the big man punched each other, and then separated, and the two stood on both sides of the ring, quietly watching each other.
"You've also refined your body." The big man looked at Chen Meng and was a little surprised.
"You're good." Chen Meng nodded, and his fighting spirit rose, "You are my first decent opponent today. ”
"Come on, then!" The big man looked up to the sky and shouted, "Six-armed immortal body, out!" ”
The Six-Armed Immortal Body is a high-grade immortal body that can be used by the owner to inspire the other four arms, with six arms around the body.
"You're still an immortal?" Chen Meng was a little surprised, and had to get serious: "Ruyi gods and demons!" ”
The Taiji diagram rotated, the demonic energy around his body surged, his eyes turned purple, and bloodshot appeared on his face.
"You're not bad!" The big man looked at Chen Meng, who was like a demon god descending into the world, "No spells, no weapons, physical cultivation, let's fight, how about it?" ”
"That's what I mean!" Chen Meng's fighting intent climbed to the extreme, and he swung out a punch and smashed it at the big man.
The white-haired old man who was watching the battle frowned. The six-armed immortal body man himself knew, Duan Huo, the nephew of the Yunlan Immortal Sect Master. It's just that Chen Meng, a wishful god and demon, can't understand it. And the demonic aura emanating from Chen Meng's body, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't feel like the demonic qi of an ordinary demon race, but more like the demonic qi of an extraterritorial heavenly demon. Could it be that this kid is an extraterritorial demon? But how could the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon be able to use the Five Elements Technique?
He found that he was becoming more and more unable to see through this loose cultivation Chen Meng.