C502 Nine Consecutive Victories
C502 Nine Consecutive Victories
The clamorous noise and liveliness reverberated throughout the various competition grounds.
The entire Tongtian Sword Pavilion was enveloped in a joyous atmosphere.
In area no 6, where Chu Hen was at.
The intense Fierce Competition For Striving continued to rage like a raging fire as one miserable figure after another fell from the high platform.
This was already the tenth match.
The saber-wielding young man who had won the first round was defeated in the second round. In other words, he had only won the first round …
Until now, the greatest number of consecutive victories had been three wins, and that had stopped at the fourth battle!
This caused the geniuses below to be increasingly cautious, not daring to rashly step onto the stage.
Even the geniuses who were rather famous in the Prefecture s were under observation.
Honestly speaking, in Chu Hen's eyes, the battle scene on the stage wasn't that interesting.
Despite the sparks flying everywhere, it was extremely intense.
However, the moves and skills of the majority of the people were full of holes in Chu Hen's eyes.
"Looks like there's no need to wait any longer!"
Chu Hen muttered softly, a trace of determination flashed through his eyes.
A deafening, heavy explosion suddenly resounded on the stage, as a cloud of dust and smoke directly swept out from the Light Pattern.
The biting cold wind caused the air to vibrate, and a figure covered in blood fell heavily to the ground.
"Three wins in a row, the best record before catching up!"
The manager of the Sword Pavilion, who was in charge of the competition, announced.
Cheers and cheers rang out from below the stage. On the stage was a tall and sturdy man over two meters tall. His face was filled with disdain as he looked at the miserable man that he threw down.
"With your level, you want to participate in the Prefecture's feast? Go back and practice for a few more years! "Disgraceful!"
"Hahahaha, well said!"
"Hu Jiu will win, he will win the first ten consecutive victories."
"The momentum is good. Continue to maintain it."
The man called Hu Jiu was especially pleased with himself, but he had to admit that he had the right to be proud of himself.
Although it was just a draw from the previous records, those who had completed three consecutive victories were still stumped by the results. By the time of the fourth battle, they could no longer hold on.
However, on the way down, Hu Jiu was full of vigor.
The three opponents had all won in just a few moves.
Even now, his body was still full of energy, and his whole body was emitting a huge aura that was as big as a mountain.
"Who dares to come up next?"
Hu Jiushu shouted loudly, seeming to have the intention of provoking all the other geniuses present.
A lot of people had expressions of hesitation on their faces.
Everyone could clearly see Hu Jiu's performance just now. The power he exuded was quite intimidating.
It was inevitable that everyone would hold the thought of letting others go first and wait for them to finish.
At this moment, a slender and elegant young figure suddenly landed on the stage.
Everyone was startled. The other party was clearly extremely fast, but when his feet touched the ground, not a single speck of dust could be stirred up.
His aura was reserved and calm!
It gave people a feeling that it was difficult to see through.
"Another one who isn't afraid of death has arrived." Hu Jiu sneered as he looked at the skinny and weak young man in front of him.
"Nasty Guy, state your name."
Immediately after, someone in the audience opened their mouth to remind him.
"Hu Jiu, you better be careful, he's Chu Hen!"
"What?"
The moment this was said, the audience couldn't help but be shocked and burst into chaos.
Some people revealed a surprised expression, while others revealed confused expressions.
"Who is Chu Hen?" Which sect? I've never heard of it! "
"I'm not too sure about the specifics either. It's said that it's a new disciple from Thousand Feather Sect.
"Holy sh * t, he's that powerful?"
"It's not only that! I heard that even the Heavenly Splitting Eagle, Kou Tianchen, was defeated by him, and even the core disciple of Asura Sect, Tu Ye, was unable to gain an advantage from him. "
"I think it's just a rumor. Who would believe it!?"
"I don't know. I heard it's true."
What Chu Hen did in the Thousand Feather Sect and Mount Mang Jungle could logically cause quite a bit of commotion in the Prefecture.
But, because of the arrival of the Grand Meeting of Sword Ceremony.
This caused the entire Prefecture's line of sight and attention to be shifted towards the Tongtian Sword Pavilion. Thus, a series of incidents regarding Chu Hen to be covered up.
Furthermore, the Hundred Nation Prefecture was vast.
Most of the geniuses had never heard of Chu Hen, which was normal.
Hearing the low sounds of discussion from the crowd below, Hu Jiushu slightly frowned and stared at Chu Hen in front of him with a serious expression.
"I don't care who you are. Since you've ascended this stage, you are destined to be stepped on by me."
Chu Hen smiled, with a harmless look, he raised his left hand and said, "Is that all? Then let's begin! "I'm in a hurry."
His tone of voice was light and easy.
Hu Jiu's face darkened, and a vigorous and majestic True Elemental Strength burst out from his body. Surging True Essence was like a rising flame, enveloping Hu Jiu's entire body, like boiling water.
What a shocking aura!
Everyone in the audience was secretly shocked. It seemed that Hu Jiu was going to use his full strength.
"Nasty Guy, I will break your bones!"
As soon as his voice fell, Hu Jiu's legs opened up, and with a stomp on the ground, he charged straight towards Chu Hen like an enraged Cruel Bear.
A powerful aura rushed down from the sky. Chu Hen was still standing at the same spot calmly with a pair of black, clear eyes that were completely devoid of any emotions.
Hu Jiu's face revealed a sinister expression as his fist, which was wrapped in a powerful swirl of air, viciously smashed towards Chu Hen's chest.
Moving like rolling thunder, full of might!
An explosion sounded out in the air, causing everyone's expression to change.
Hu Jiu's powerful punch actually hit the air, and forcibly hit the air. Just as the opponent's attack was about to touch Chu Hen's body, they saw a flash of light and Chu Hen disappeared from the spot …
Where was he?
However, in the next instant, a steady and restrained figure suddenly appeared behind Hu Jiu.
"Hu Jiu, behind you …"
Before the person below the stage finished talking, Chu Hen raised his right hand, which turned into a palm blade, and backhanded attacked towards the person's back, leaving a series of afterimages. Chu Hen's moves looked slow, but they were actually extremely fierce and fierce.
Hu Jiu was about to turn around, but Chu Hen's palm strike landed lightly on the back of Hu Jiu's body.
In the next second, Hu Jiu's sturdy body was sent flying, and he landed heavily on the ground like a large sandbag.
He lay on the floor without uttering a single word, completely oblivious to the danger that lay in front of him.
The battle was over in an instant!
It was simple and efficient!
The countless number of people in the stadium were all stunned from shock. Their faces were filled with astonishment …
It ended just like that?
It was way too fast.
Looking at the young figure on the stage, the crowd that was skeptical of Chu Hen before could not help but start to believe the rumors outside.
This Chu Hen was indeed a little scary!
"One victory!" The deacon announced in a loud voice. He looked at Chu Hen with a hint of admiration.
"I am here to experience your brilliant technique!"
Immediately, a young figure with an imposing aura that was not weak flew up onto the stage and started a confrontation with Chu Hen.
Chu Hen smiled faintly, "Let's begin!"
"Don't be too complacent. It's just a stupid bear you've won, so it can't be considered a lot of skill."
After about two seconds, there was only a muffled sound as another figure flew down from the stage and fell to the ground, motionless like a dead dog.
"Two wins in a row!"
As time passed, the atmosphere in the area no. 6 was getting weirder and weirder.
The other mountain competition areas were bustling with noise and excitement, their momentum surging and toppling mountains and seas.
And competition area six was exceptionally quiet.
It seemed that only heavy objects could be heard falling to the ground and the foremen's sentences being issued.
"Four win streak!"
"Five consecutive victories!"
"Six win streak!"
"Nine wins in a row!"
When the foreman's voice stopped at the nine win streak, all of the participants in the entire competition area were already completely numb to it.
The scene in front of their eyes was basically repeating itself over and over again …
Nine battles in a row, all of them were blown off the platform by Chu Hen with a single move.
"Did I get hit by an illusion?"
"Try slapping me."
"Fight yourself!"
The crowd burst into an uproar as everyone looked at Chu Hen in a different light. This fellow was indeed not someone to be trifled with.
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge us?"
The deacon elder slightly nodded and spoke with a slightly high-pitched tone.
Everyone below the stage was silent. Almost no one had any thoughts.
"Since no one dares to challenge him, there's no need to compete anymore in the tenth match. I declare!"
"Wait!"
At this moment, a gloomy and cold voice could be heard that caused the entire audience to grow quiet.
The gazes of the crowd shifted to the same direction, as a young man with an extraordinary aura slowly walked towards the platform.
"Who is he?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on the opponent's palms. Their hands were surrounded by a resplendent golden Light Pattern, and the skin on their palms was a crystal clear gold color. Hidden and unstable energy fluctuations surged out from their palms …
"Palmtop, Lu Tianxiang!"
"I was wondering how could there be such a powerful aura. Turns out it's one of the Seven Proud People of Heaven s, Palmtop, Lu Tianxiang."
"This time, I might be able to see a ten win streak."
"What are you looking at? A few months ago at the Myriad Beasts Ridge, Lu Tianxiang was already a defeated opponent of Chu Hen.
Lu Tianxiang steadily walked up the stage. With every step he took, the aura he emitted became stronger and the luster on his palms became brighter.
"Do you remember me?" Lu Tianxiang stared coldly at Chu Hen, a cold aura surging outside his body.
Chu Hen crossed his arms in front of his chest and replied with great interest, "You can make your move now."