Cangling World

After walking around the arena a few times, Lin Luo walked towards an alley.

Since there are still five days until the next arena battle, rather than waiting here, it is better to walk around and see the customs of this place.

Suddenly, several figures jumped out from the fork, blocking the way forward and the way back.

The person at the head is the previous Huo clan who was burning with flames.

Except for the fire clan, the rest of them all have humanoid shapes, with a single horn on their head, and their bodies are dark green. They are green-horned humans.

Lin Luo looked around in disdain for a week, and asked the Huo people, "What are you doing?"

"I drive this mountain, this road is..."

The Huo people looked at Lin Luo proudly, pointing to the sky and the ground with one hand, shouting out the popular robbery numbers from all walks of life.

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

"boom!"

The Huo people were blown away by Lin Luo's punch, embedded in a brick wall, trembling like crazy, and the flames on their bodies gradually went out.

"Robber me?"

Lin Luo sneered, and said coldly: "A mere group of sixth-level spiritual realm, they are simply courting death!"

As soon as his body moved, he crossed the border like a gust of wind, and in an instant he reached behind a green-horned man, swept out with a punch, slammed him into the brick wall, and couldn't climb out again for a while.

"No, the horse people are not easy to mess with!"

Several other people 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 punched them in the blink of an eye, killing them.

Lin Luo calmly found some treasures on these people, and left the place dignifiedly.

On a certain street, Lin Luo turned into a green-horned human race, hiding the aura of cultivation to the third level of true energy.

Among the Huo people and several others, most of the things that Lin Luo found were elixir.

The Hundred Clan Continent is not large and has very few products. The survival and development of all ethnic groups depend on elixir. Therefore, elixir has become a common currency.

After consuming half a year's elixir in an inn, Lin Luo was able to stay.

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

Since the living beings here all feed on spiritual medicine, even if they don't practice, they can become a martial artist comparable to the martial arts.

Among these millions of creatures, the proportion of entering the spiritual realm is as high as 30%.

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

If you want to win a hundred consecutive victories among hundreds of thousands of people, you must have extremely strong strength.

Today, he is only at the sixth level of True Qi, and even if he uses all his strength, it is difficult to win a hundred consecutive victories.

If you want to be victorious in a hundred battles, you must continue to improve your cultivation.

From the storage belt, Lin Luo took out a bottle of high-grade Xuanjie "Juhaidan" and began refining it.

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed.

After swallowing two bottles of Ju Haidan, Lin Luo successfully entered the sixth level of True Qi.

As he ran the exercise with all his strength, the bottleneck of his cultivation base cracked with a "click", and he entered the seventh level of infuriating energy.

"Finally entered the high-level True Qi realm!"

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

On the fifth day, 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 already begun.

On the arena, a tall man with a golden body like pure gold was shocked, and he knocked his opponent down and won the victory.

"As expected of the ninth son of the golden clan, he has won 20 consecutive victories."

"I don't know if he can continue to win and win a 30-game winning streak."

"Thirty consecutive victories? That's impossible!"

"Why?"

"See for yourself!"

Beside Lin Luo, several people were chatting in low voices.

After that, the ninth son of the golden family continued to challenge and always won easily.

However, in the thirtieth match, his opponent was very powerful. After only five rounds of fighting, the ninth son of the golden clan was knocked down, and he had no choice but to stop the 29-game winning streak.

"Hey, that's true!"

"Every time from the 30th match, there will be mysterious masters who will snipe and kill others to prevent others from winning 30 consecutive victories."

"Cut, it doesn't stop at the 30th game. Even if the ninth son of the golden clan wins, in the fortieth and 50th games, mysterious masters will appear to prevent him from continuing his winning streak. This is already an unwritten rule. ."

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

"Sniper streak? Interesting!"

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

A fire tribesman took the stage, performed superb fire control techniques, defeated those who came to challenge one after another, and won nine consecutive victories.

But in the tenth battle, the opponent's strength was very strong, and within three moves, the Huo people were knocked down, and the winning streak was terminated.

Lin Luo continued to watch the battle, and found that some were slightly stronger. They defeated the snipers and won ten consecutive victories, but they would stop at nineteen victories later.

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

After observing for a few hours, Lin Luo didn't see anyone who could win a 30-game winning streak.

"The ninth level of the spiritual realm, which is equivalent to the power of the ninth level of true energy, can win twenty-nine wins. It seems that those who can win thirty, forty or even fifty consecutive victories are at least at the peak of the ninth level of true energy. Or half-step to the profound."

Lin Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, secretly saying that although the Hundred Clan Continent is not big, it is still a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

"The ring battle will only last for three days, it's time to play."

He stepped out and stepped onto the ring.

At this time, Lin Luo turned into an elf with a tall stature and a prismatic mark between his eyebrows, and his aura was 90% similar to that of a human race.

Except for the mark between the eyebrows and the long blond hair that reaches the hips, everything else is not much different from the normal human race.

Therefore, with the effect of the King-level Thousand Illusory Spirit Body, coupled with the isolation of spiritual consciousness, even the ordinary Profound Opening Realm would not be able to see his disguise.

"Hey, it turned out to be an elf. It is said that there are very few people in this race. I didn't expect to see their clan send people to fight on the stage today."

"Three-level talent and spiritual realm, 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 appeared on stage, waving a sharp knife and making a sharp whistling sound.

"boom!"

With just a light punch, Lin Luo knocked the opponent off the ring, causing the audience to be silent for a moment.

"A little strength, I will meet you!"

A master at the fifth level of the Spirit Realm (True Qi Realm) entered the stage, but surprisingly, this person was also knocked off the stage with a punch.

"Too weak, come with some strength." Lin Luo hooked his hand towards the audience.

"Insanity!"

A master of the sixth level of the spiritual realm stepped out in one step, his fists overlapped, like a boulder crashing down.

But he came and went quickly.

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

"I come!"

"I come!"

...

There are endless challengers, but none of them are enemies of Lin Luo.

Soon, he won a nine-game winning streak.

At this time, an expert from the eighth level of the spiritual realm of the cattle clan stomped on the ground, and the spiritual power in his body erupted with the power of a hundred tigers, trying to knock Lin Luo down.

But I saw Lin Luo's figure flashed, like a phantom coming to the side of the cattle master, swept out with one leg, and knocked him off the ring with a "bang".

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

The people in the audience were all stunned.