Cangling World

After a brief period of astonishment, the bull-human expert who was knocked down said loudly: "There is a problem with this son. He is definitely not an ordinary elf. He has no cultivation level above the eighth level of the spiritual realm, so he is not his opponent."

The words of the master of the cattle race awakened the others.

A snake man with the eighth level of spiritual realm rolled his body, boarded the ring, and spat out a scarlet letter, and said, "Hmph, your speed and physical strength are quite good, but your moves have been seen through by me, so go ahead!"

Hearing this, Lin Luo smiled slightly, and his body suddenly passed more than ten feet, which was faster than the snake man's reaction limit.

With a sound of "Boom", a fist like a meteor slammed into the snake man, causing his whole body to twitch and fly out like a broken sack.

"This…"

The masters of the spiritual realm of the major races were shocked, and their eyes were about to pop out.

They didn't expect that Lin Luo still had hidden strength.

"Hmph, I don't believe that he is so powerful. You must have taken advantage of it and acted it on purpose!" A fat blue-skinned man jumped onto the ring, kicked his legs, and slashed towards Lin Luo like a blue electric arc.

The bone rod in his hand suddenly fell, and the astonishing power of nearly two hundred tigers erupted.

However, Lin Luo displayed a ghostly movement technique, dodged to Fatty Lan's sideways position, and swept out his long legs like a steel whip.

Fatty Lan groaned, and the bone rod came out of his hands, covering his stomach with both hands, and grinning, he fell outside the ring.

"Even Fatty Lan lost. Could it be that you really want to send out a master of the ninth level of the spiritual realm?"

A man in a black robe looked at the ring from a certain building, his red eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

"Don't worry, use the eighth level of Spiritual Realm to consume him. In the thirtieth round, send out a master to knock him out of the ring." Another man in red robe folded his arms, his eyes showing playfulness.

"Okay!"

The black-robed man nodded and immediately gave the order.

The next dozen or so battles were all played by experts from the eighth level of the spiritual realm, but without exception, Lin Luo couldn't take a single move, and he was knocked out of the ring.

Since then, Lin Luohao has won twenty-nine wins.

"This person has come to this step, it seems that his strength is really strong!"

"Twenty-nine battles, almost all defeat the enemy with one move, this elf is indeed strong!"

"Hehe, strong? In the next battle, there will be a real master to kill him!"

Experts from all ethnic groups pointed at Lin Luo and expressed their own opinions.

Even the Ninth Young Master of the Golden Clan stood not far away, clenching his fists, looking at Lin Luo on the stage.

He wanted to know whether the elf could win thirty in a row.

…

"I'll meet you!"

Indifferent words sounded, and the crowd automatically separated.

A strong man of the bear wolf clan with the head of a wolf and the body of a bear appeared on stage.

He made no secret of the aura of the ninth level of the spiritual realm, and stretched out his two forelimbs, revealing sharp claws that flickered with cold light.

Even the ninth son of the golden clan is facing a formidable enemy.

"It turned out to be the Seventh Young Master of the Bear Wolf Clan. It is said that he came close to winning forty consecutive victories!"

"I bet on the elf and I will definitely lose!"

"I bet too!"

"I bet five pounds of elixir for ten years!"

…

All ethnic groups placed bets on the temporary set up place, and most of them were not optimistic about Lin Luo.

After all, the Seventh Young Master of the Bear Wolf Clan is too famous!

That's a top player who got 40 consecutive victories!

In the ring battle, those who have won more than 30 consecutive victories are by no means an ordinary person.

"The seven sons of the bear wolf clan were actually sent to kill the elves, those two people are too much!"

The son of the golden clan clenched his fists, his face full of resentment.

on the ring.

The Seventh Young Master of the Bear Wolf Clan didn't say a word, and started directly.

Its speed is very fast, with a step of several meters, the sharp claws are exposed, the cold current screams, like five sharp knives falling, and the fierce breath alone can make the faces of the people under the stage hurt.

In this regard, Lin Luo still used his sword and shadow to easily avoid the sharp claws of the seventh son of the wolf wolf clan, and a punch of cold light bloomed, like a long dragon attacking, slamming into the lower ribs of the seventh son of the wolf wolf clan.

"Don't try to succeed!"

The Seventh Young Master of the Bear Wolf Clan reacted extremely quickly. After the sharp claws fell, he immediately blocked. With a sound of "Dang", it sounded like a Hong bell, Lin Luo's fist was blocked, and sparks were scattered.

"open!"

The seventh son of the bear wolf clan crossed his claws and grabbed it, and his spiritual power turned into ten sharp blades, closing like a pair of scissors.

"too slow!"

Lin Luomin, like a monkey, came to the back of the seventh son of the bear wolf clan, and the power of a hundred tigers exploded, hitting the opponent's back hard.

"Boom!"

A dull voice sounded, but the Seventh Young Master of the Bear Wolf Clan did not fall off the ring, he just staggered forward and took a dozen steps before he stopped.

He didn't expect Lin Luo to be so powerful, he roared and turned around with a blow.

But Lin Luo's speed was even faster, and he had already reached his side. His fists were like two meteors, and he heavily bombarded the seventh son of the Bear Wolf Clan's waist, causing him to vomit blood and finally lose.

Since then, Lin Luo has won 30 consecutive victories!

Hundreds of spirit realm masters around were all astonished.

"Another thirty-game winning streak is born!"

"Who is this son, and why is he so powerful?"

"In the battle just now, he was able to do it with ease, and he didn't use all his strength at all. You said, how strong is his real strength?"

"I think he can hit forty straight victories... no, fifty straight victories!"

"Bet!"

Many spectators placed bets one after another, and it was in full swing.

"I actually lost!"

The Seventh Young Master of the Bear Wolf Clan got up from the ground and looked at Lin Luo coldly, "Boy, I remember you!"

Lin Luo squinted at him and said indifferently, "Oh, unfortunately I can't remember you."

Hearing this, the seventh son of the Bear Wolf Clan narrowed his eyes fiercely, snorted coldly, and ran away from the crowd.

On a high-rise building, the black-robed red-browed man frowned again and immediately walked out.

As for the other red-robed man, he sat calmly on the bench and tasted some kind of fresh concoction.

In the next few battles, all the masters of the ninth level of the spiritual realm took action, but without exception, they all became the defeated generals of Lin Luo.

The news of the arena battle swept the city like a demonic wind.

Experts from all ethnic groups crowded towards the center of the city, wanting to witness Lin Luo's respectful face.

The fortieth battle.

Lin Luo's opponent is a tiger man.

He has a human form, and is no different from the human race except for the fur covered with tiger stripes and an extra long tail.

"I heard that you defeated the seventh son of the bear wolf clan with just a few moves. It seems that you are a stubborn one. I am the fifth son of the tiger clan, and I came here to ask for advice."

Before he could take action, he had already used the Tiger Fury secret technique to stun Lin Luo's three souls and seven souls and win without a fight.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Lin Luo sneered, his eyes became incomparably deep, like a gigantic whirlpool, but instead sucked the mind of the fifth son of the tiger clan.

"Ah... not good!"

When he came back to his senses, the fifth son of the tiger clan discovered that it was too late.

Lin Luo's fist with surging power slammed into the chest of the fifth son of the tiger clan, making his heart stop for a moment, and he was defeated with one move.

Thousands of spectators pouring in one after another froze in place.

"I am too angry! The fifth son of the tiger clan must be acting, I will kill him!"

"My ten kilograms of elixir!"

"I lost it too!"

Many punters groaned and wailed.