Looking at Xiao Yang with an evil look on his face, Xiao Chen didn't have much trouble in his heart. He went to this arena, no matter who he was or why he came here.レ★Wandou Literature Network★..▲レ
For Xiao Chen, there is only one identity and that is the enemy. Don't think about anything, just hit him hard.
"I'm sorry. In my capacity, it's a bit unfair to attack you, but don't blame me too much for being loyal to others."
After the words fell, Xiao Yang looked at Xiao Chen's reaction with sharp eyes, wanting to see through the calm young man.
But he was disappointed. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Chen's mood did not fluctuate, his face was extremely calm, and he did not care about his opponent at all.
Xiao Chen said calmly: "You don't need to apologize, and you don't have the qualifications to say sorry."
"Haha, interesting." Xiao Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "I want to see if you have the ability to say such big words."
Boom, boom, boom!
The war drum, which had been silent for a long time, finally started beating passionately again, making people excited and excited.
Being in the arena, Xiao Chen fully felt the power of the golden cauldron drum. The sound of the drum sounded in his ears, and his blood boiled unconsciously.
The momentum gathered automatically and kept rising, as if he was living in an ancient battlefield. His heart was full of pride and he just wanted to fight with all his strength.
But this is really the way of the gladiatorial arena. The purpose of arranging golden cauldrons and drums in the gladiatorial arena is to make challengers go all out in every battle and unconsciously give their best.
Each game will cause a lot of unnecessary consumption. After long-term accumulation, in the end, the energy consumption will be too large, and it will be difficult to continue the winning streak.
The huge spiritual consciousness turned into an ancient bell in the sea of consciousness, and there was a long sound of bells, and the whole person suddenly calmed down completely.
Whoops!
After observing for a while, he still couldn't find any flaw in Xiao Chen. Xiao Yang stepped lightly, unsheathed his sword, and had no choice but to launch the attack first.
Xiao Chen did not evade, stepped forward, punched out, and unleashed a stream of pure energy to meet Xiao Yang's long sword.
Bang bang!
The fist wind and the sword energy kept intertwining, making loud explosions and exploding in the air. Xiao Yang passed through the air waves generated by the explosion, and stabbed Xiao Chen's face with a sharp sword.
Xiao Chen tilted his head slightly to avoid the sword. When the sword blade passed by his face, he put the fingers of his right hand together and flicked the sword heavily.
boom!
A huge force came from the fingertips, spreading from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and the sword body curved and trembled back and forth.
Xiao Yang felt as if the long sword in his hand was about to break free, and his body couldn't help but be pulled forward by the force of the sword.
It was so powerful. Xiao Yang obviously didn't expect that Xiao Chen's power would be so strong. He didn't look like a low-grade Martial King at all.
I was caught off guard and suffered a small loss, but there was no panic on my face.
Xiao Chen calculated the right moment for him to land, shouted softly, clenched his right hand into a fist, and punched him hard.
Xiao Yang looked relaxed and not too surprised. His strange movement skills were once again displayed. The moment Xiao Chen just started, he sensed the direction of his attack.
He tapped his toes lightly on the ground and quickly retreated from the opposite direction.
With this unpredictable movement technique, Xiao Yang failed several times in his battle with Yun Ping.
Now, once, it was used on Xiao Chen and he avoided it in advance.
Xiao Chen stopped, retracted his fist and gathered strength, looked at Xiao Yang who was retreating, and laughed softly: "Can you dodge it?"
Blood Flame Boots, turn on!
call out!
Xiao Chen's speed suddenly increased to three and a half times the speed of sound. As soon as Xiao Yang stood firm, he found a fierce fist wind, accompanied by the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, hitting him fiercely.
retreat!
Xiao Yang was startled, and used his strange movement skills again, perfectly calculating the direction of Xiao Chen's next attack, and then quickly pushed away from the opposite direction.
But Xiao Chen stopped slightly, changed direction, and immediately attacked again.
Boom boom boom!
Accompanied by the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, Xiao Chen exerted force with both fists, and the wind of his fists was like a storm, blasting towards Xiao Yang who kept retreating.
Xiao Yang exerted his weird movement skills to the extreme, but he couldn't get rid of Xiao Chen's figure. Every time he took a step back, he would be hit by a sharp punch.
The long sword was swung and the fire light was swaying. Although part of the fist power was offset each time, the remaining part of the fist power bombarded the body.
The accumulated injuries cannot be underestimated.
When many warriors in the audience saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes, some of which they did not expect.
As originally expected, Xiao Yang did not easily crush his opponent. Instead, it was an unknown boy who suppressed the Ten Victory Terminator in unbearable pain.
"roll!"
Xiao Yang finally knew that his body skills were of no use in front of Xiao Chen.
Determined, the long sword ignited with a scorching light, and fiercely met Xiao Chen's fist wind.
His sword was accurately calculated with the force of Xiao Chen's fist. If Xiao Chen dared to fight head-on, he would definitely suffer a big loss.
Xiao Chen said calmly: "It's you who should get out!"
The purple cyclone rotates rapidly, and surging vitality flows into the right fist continuously through the widened meridians.
boom!
The moment the vitality and strength merged, a strong wind suddenly burst out from the fist, creating small whirlwinds in the air.
Xiao Chen's punch instantly reached a force of 700,000 kilograms.
Bang bang bang!
The violent force increased rapidly, beyond Xiao Yang's expectation, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
The scorching red energy on the sword body was shattered into pieces and disintegrated.
Xiao Chen's momentum was like a rainbow, with dragons and tigers circling around him, roaring and roaring, his fists dancing, and he fired hundreds of punches in an instant.
jump!
Xiao Yang's body-protecting vitality could no longer bear it, and the powerful force shattered.
Xiao Chen sneered, punched away the opponent's sword light, and hit the opponent's chest directly with the other punch.
Xiao Yang spit out a mouthful of blood, his body flew down in the air, his face was pale and without any blood.
"Damn it, the mood of fear!" Xiao Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a ferocious expression.
Woohoo!
A strange aura emanated from Xiao Yang's side and soon enveloped Xiao Chen.
Sensing that Xiao Chen was within the scope of his aura, a proud smile appeared on Xiao Yang's face again, as long as he entered the aura.
He is sure to defeat even a top-grade top Martial King, but he can easily defeat a low-grade Martial King even if he is practicing heaven-level techniques and his vitality is surging.
Xiao Chen felt waves of strange energy, like a sponge, trying to penetrate into his mind.
In the sea of consciousness, there is an ancient bell formed by divine consciousness. With a slight swing, the sponge-like energy is directly shaken to pieces.
There was no feeling at all, and it had no effect on Xiao Chen at all.
Sure enough, as I guessed, the artistic conception that can affect emotions must involve mental power. Xiao Chen can rival the mental power of a Martial Emperor-level power.
Xiao Yang's fear was nothing compared to Xiao Chen.
The drums beat endlessly, firmly grasping the rhythm of the battlefield, as if sensing the battle situation on the field, it was at its most intense.
The drummers who beat the war drums seemed to use all their strength, and every drum beat struck the deepest part of everyone's hearts.
His heart started beating and he was extremely nervous.
"Defeat me!"
Xiao Yang placed his left palm on the ground, slapped it hard, and his body suddenly shot up. The sparks on the long sword jumped, and soon formed a raging fire that kept burning.
Xiao Chen looked extremely calm. Looking at Xiao Yang who flew towards him and struck with all his strength, he quickly found the flaw in this move.
jump!
When the opponent was still three meters away from Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen calmly kicked out, and his toes just hit the opponent's wrist holding the sword accurately.
The wrist bones immediately shattered, and the long sword fell to the ground with a swaying sound. The surging fire attribute energy immediately turned into countless sparks and scattered around the two of them.
Lingkong's right foot did not fall, but slid down, and with a slight hook, he kicked Xiao Yang on the chin.
He spit out a mouthful of blood again from the corner of his mouth, and kicked Xiao Yang upside down, causing him to lie directly on the ground.
"Impossible, how can you resist my fearful mood? You must have used some cheating method!" Xiao Yang put his hands on the ground and said as if he was crazy.
Xiao Chen was too lazy to say anything more, so he kicked him 100 meters away and then slid hard to the ground for a distance.
The drumming stopped suddenly, and the outcome of this battle was self-evident.
boom!
On the high tower, Gao Yangyu, who had been watching the battlefield situation closely, became furious when he saw the result, and slapped the desk made of sandalwood hard.
"Damn it, why is this Xiao Yang so wrong? Normally he can defeat even a top-grade Martial King, but now he can't even deal with a small low-grade Martial King."
The old man beside him muttered: "Xiao Yang's two major killers, the butterfly step and the fearful mood, were defeated by this guy. It's not surprising that he lost."
"After all, excluding these two points, Xiao Yang's strength is only that of an average high-grade Martial King."
Gao Yangyu waved his hand and said: "I don't care how you arrange it. Since you can't let him lose a hundred games in a row, you must let him lose more than forty games. Otherwise, you really can't explain to Li Xiuzhu."
The original plan was to let Xiao Yang appear and defeat Xiao Chen with a serious injury in the first game, which greatly damaged his strength. Then Xiao Chen could easily lose ten games in a row.
But now the situation has turned around. Xiao Chen easily defeated Xiao Yang without breaking a muscle at all, and his plan of losing a hundred consecutive games was completely ruined.
The old man obviously felt that Xiao Chen was difficult to deal with. Hearing Gao Yangyu's angry words, he felt huge pressure in his heart.
"City Lord Gao, how about this? We won't send our people out for the ten battles today. Let him fight for ten battles first. How about after the people from the Presbytery have thoroughly analyzed his strength, how about sending targeted people up? ." The old man suggested.
Gao Yangyu's face was gloomy, his thoughts were changing rapidly, and after a moment he said: "I will do as you say, but the affairs of the other people cannot be left behind. What should be publicized must be publicized. No matter how you make money, the most important thing is."
Chapter 449 The beginning of a hundred consecutive wins