The old man in Yi, on behalf of the arena official, announced the temporary end of the 100-game winning streak challenge.

This move immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the spectators at the venue.

In some areas, there were even boos.

Many people could see that the arena officials were a little overwhelmed and wanted to delay time to plan against Zhao Feng.

"As expected of the captain." Li Yunya marveled in his heart.

Arena, corner.

"He won thirty games in a row, and each time he defeated the enemy with one move. If it weren't for the official interference from the arena, it would have been possible for him to win fifty or sixty times in a row."

Ye Moyu was a little distracted.

Even he didn't have the ability to hit the official timeout directly.

"Then let's do it tomorrow."

Zhao Feng swayed slightly and returned to Li Yunya.

Wherever the two of them passed, they attracted the attention of many people in the arena.

Among them, Zhao Feng faintly felt the attention from the "Eternal Sealed Palace Master".

The master of Yongfeng Palace is the one with the highest cultivation level in the audience. As a half-step king, his eyes contain powerful will and unfathomable power.

Zhao Feng did not deliberately avoid it, and his eyes met with the master of Yongfeng Hall for a moment.

boom

Facing the gaze of the Lord of Yongfeng Palace head-on, Zhao Feng's soul was suddenly shaken, and he had the illusion that the mortal world was rebelling against the gods.

There was a kind of will in the eyes of the Lord of the Eternal Sealing Palace, which contained infinite power.

It's like a thought can make a huge difference and change the world.

"After all, he is a half-step king. He possesses part of the artistic power of a king in the virtual god realm. His soul almost transcends the shackles of the physical body and is one with heaven and earth."

Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.

So far, he has only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of the divine power of the virtual god realm king.

"This kid's mind and soul level is also surprisingly strong."

The master of Yongfeng Palace let out a light sigh.

Among those watching the battle, Yongfeng Palace Master’s estimate of Zhao Feng’s level was the closest to reality.

Regarding tomorrow's challenge of 100 consecutive victories, the Master of Yongfeng Hall couldn't help but feel a little interested.

That night.

Zhao Feng returned to the inn and retreated to rest.

Today's battle gave him a new understanding of his life, body, and power within his body.

Throughout the night, he was adapting, comprehending, and even exploring his own strength.

The second day.

Inside the Xuhai Arena, the crowd was buzzing with excitement and enthusiasm.

Compared with yesterday, the number of strong men who came to watch the battle today was twice as high.

The story of Zhao Feng winning thirty games in one breath in one breath has already been spread in Xuhailing Palace.

"The bank is open"

The official arena has dedicated people to set up gambling games.

The gambling game is divided into five betting points for Zhao Feng's winning streak: 60 consecutive wins, 70 consecutive wins, 80 consecutive wins, 90 consecutive wins, and 100 consecutive wins.

Among them, the odds of a hundred consecutive wins are the highest, 1 to 30.

In other words, as long as you bet on Zhao Feng to win a hundred consecutive wins, you can make thirty times the profit.

only.

No one has achieved a hundred consecutive victories in the past hundred years.

Arena officials are using all means to prevent the birth of a hundred consecutive victories.

Therefore, few people will bet on a 100-game winning streak.

Among them, there are more people betting on sixty or seventy consecutive wins.

However, if Zhao Feng wins more in a row, such as an eighty-game winning streak, those who bet on a sixty-game winning streak or a seventy-game winning streak will also lose money.

"I bet myself one million high-grade Yuan Jingshi."

A faint voice came from behind the crowd.

One million high-grade crystal stones

Some of the people placing bets in the venue were slightly stunned.

One million high-grade Yuan Jingshi is not a small amount, it can almost buy a low-level earth-level magic weapon.

To know.

A piece of high-grade Yuan Jingshi can be exchanged for 10,000 ordinary Yuan Jingshi, not the second-grade Yuan Jingshi in the domain.

One million high-grade Yuan Jingshi is equivalent to tens of billions of ordinary Yuan Jingshi.

hiss

Even the official dealer was shocked.

Everyone took a closer look and found that the person who placed the bet was none other than Zhao Feng.

Li Yunya chuckled and pledged tens of thousands of high-grade Yuan Crystal stones to Zhao Feng.

"snort"

There was a hint of ridicule on the old man's face.

"Zhao Feng Zhao Feng Zhao..."

In an atmosphere of high enthusiasm, Zhao Feng stepped onto the competitive stage.

A corner of the arena.

There was a hint of coldness in Ye Moyu's eyes, and he paid close attention.

"Hundred-win challenge, the thirty-first day."

The referee announced.

Scene 31.

The opponent is a man in white who is in the late stage of Xiaodanyuan realm.

"It's so fast. In the first game today, we sent out the late Xiaodanyuan realm."

Many people shouted.

Some people who bet have become cautious.

"Zhao Feng, when you meet me, Jiang Zile, don't expect to win easily."

The man in white had a faint smile on his lips.

Buzz

The man in white swiped his hand with one hand, and an ancient cyan iron book floated in front of him, blooming with shimmers of color.

Swish

In his other hand, a green writing brush appeared.

"It's Tianle scholar"

"It turns out to be Tianle scholar 'Jiang Zile'. Twenty years ago, this person was one of the top three geniuses in the Fengqun Domain. He came from the two-star sect 'Tianle Castle'..."

In the arena, some people suddenly lost their voices and recognized the origin of the man in white.

"It's interesting."

Zhao Feng couldn't help showing a hint of interest.

There are countless schools of practice in the vast Brahma Universe, and more of them have been lost in the long river of history.

The books and pens in Jiang Zile's hands are still low-grade earth-level magic weapons.

"break"

Zhao Feng's body swayed and he flashed in front of Jiang Zile, like an ancient giant beast, punching out with a faint lavender aura.

"This breath is so fast..."

Jiang Zile felt a terrifying aura that oppressed the Qi and blood essence.

"The Nine-Character Iron Book"
To be continued...