The Strongest Martial Spirit of Infinite Upgrade

Twenty games, win!

Twenty-fifth game, win!

Game 29, win!

Less than an hour later, under Chu Yan's one punch, the number of light curtains in the corner of Yantai was set at "29".

All invincible, Chu Yan wins all the way!

On the way, in accordance with Shen Shengjie's promise to Chu Yan, one hundred yuan for Chu Yan will be awarded for each victory, and two hundred yuan for one prize if he can reach 30 games!

30 games, 200 yuan stone!

That's a whole six thousand yuan stone!

Lu Chuyan's eyes were hot, and her gaze swept towards the crowd. There was only one match left, reaching 30 games!

30 games! It is Chu Yan's commitment to Shen Shengjie. At the same time, when he reaches 30 games, he can get 6,000 yuan stone!

Therefore, Chu Yan simply does not want to stop, just hopes that his opponent will come to power as soon as possible!

Until now, only 30% of the true energy consumption in Chu Yan's body was less than Tianyuan Dan. There was no need to swallow it, and it would not be a problem for another 30 games.

Uh ...

There is a small building in the southeast corner of No. 1 Odaiba.

At this moment, on the second floor of the small building, three figures stood and looked towards the platform.

Among the three, an old man on the back side arched his hand gently.

"The Lord, this son is a warrior recruited by Shen Shengjie. He has just verified that this son has just won the first place of Ling Tianzong's outside door. His named disciple of Elder Ling Tianzong Dalong, see if the original plan ..."

The gray-haired old man in the middle, heard the words, his turbid eyes suddenly flashed, turned abruptly, staring at the person who had just spoken, his eyes flashed again and again.

"Elder Dalong ... Hehe, it really turned out to be a famous teacher. In this way, do not cancel the original plan and change the third-level warrior to a second-level warrior. I'd like to see if I have a few pounds or two. Is there a fate! "

Second Warrior! ?

The old man with white beard and hair had just spoken, and the two old gray robe men behind him were shocked at the same time, and hesitated a little.

"The Pavilion .. The Pavilion Master, the second-level warrior, but the combat power equivalent to the six peaks of the a priori, this ..."

"Hum! Not yet!"

The pavilion with white beard and hair, hummed softly and sank.

"Yes ... Yes ... it's time to do it!"

Qi Wenyan said that the two old men, at the same time, changed their faces, and hurried away.

He and the other two disappeared, Di Xuange, Shen Wansan! Reached out to caress, smiled softly, and murmured.

"Jieer, believe in your vision for your father, this son, maybe it can really help you achieve great things!"

A faint chuckle resounded in the attic ...

Shen Wansan slowly turned and walked towards the attic, the figure slowly dissipated, as if a light smoke was blown away by the wind.

Uh ...

At this time, above the platform

Wu Chuyan gazed at the young man in front of him, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"In Xia Fan Xiaoyang, the middle of the fifth stage of the congenital realm, please advise!"

The tall young man spoke softly, with a slight smile on his face. During the talk, he turned over with one hand, a pair of black gloves appeared, and slowly put it on his hands.

Calm and confident!

Wu Chuyan saw a temperament different from other warriors in his body.

"Chu Yan! Rehab for a half-step congenital! Go for it!"

Lu Chuyan politely raised her hand and signaled.

Fan Xiaoyang's face was dark, Fan Xiaoyang's face suddenly darkened, and a violent golden light suddenly burst out of his body. A huge golden fist slowly appeared behind him, with seven gold stars shining on it.

The deep-hearted indignation burst out like a dyke.

Xun Fan Xiaoyang threw out a punch, and a white punch emerged, rushing towards Chu Yan.

At the same time, before the boxing force just rushed out of the ground, Fan Xiaoyang's body flickered, he rushed forward, chasing his own boxing force, and punched out again.

A new punch broke out and was mixed into the previous punch.

Kakihara's original fist, at this time, became two layers inside and out, and the power immediately doubled.

However, Fan Xiaoyang did not stop, his body flickered, and the same fist was thrown again, and the third fist print rushed into the original fist print again.

At this moment, the three layers of boxing are superimposed, and the mixed violent punches are imposing. On the ring, wherever they go, the waves roll and the wind blows, and they are heading towards Chu Yan's tumultuous crushing.

"Yes!"

Lu Chuyan's eyes were shining, and she nodded secretly. Although this person is a fifth-middle-level practice of the innate realm, but this martial arts technique with superimposed boxing marks unfolded, and the power of boxing exceeded at least the second-order strength.

"Tower Boxing!"

Fan Fan Xiao Yang screamed, his fist came.

"Three steps!"

Lu Chuyan's eyes were as light as electricity. The three cyclones in the body moved, and the real qi surged by 30% in an instant.

重 Stomping with your left foot, waving your right fist, bringing out a black flash of lightning!

Boom!

Fist to fist! Power to power!

Two fists collided, and the crazy and horrifying power exploded, like the roar of the gods, and the demons are now extinct!

Huh!

The black fist prints instantly smashed the golden fist prints and fell on Fan Xiaoyang's body. His body flew up and turned over several times in the air. When he landed, he was already under the ring.

Ok?

Qi Fan Xiaoyang looked up at Chu Yan above the ring with a look of astonishment, all in shock.

Ding!

轻 Sing softly!

In the corner of the ring platform, above the light curtain, the numbers jumped, "Thirty!"

Howl!

When the number just flashed, the whole 擂台 was boiling, and the numerous cheers, like the ocean noisy and rushing, went straight to Yunxiao.

30 games!

Thirty unbeaten winning streak records!

"Oh my God, how long has it been ... I remember not having been out for almost half a year."

"Yes, it is half a year, 30 games in a row ... Today, I can see it with my own eyes ... hahaha"

"But, it seems that Chu Yan can still win, maybe ... fifty games?"

"..."

Above the grandstand, all kinds of discussions rang up, spreading wider and wider, everyone was watching Chu Yan above the grandstand, and praised continuously.

On the VIP table, Shen Shengjie stood up excitedly, took a long breath, and walked towards the platform.

"Brother Chu, congratulations! You really did! Go, get the reward first!"

Chu Chuyan froze and asked, "Xia Ji? What about the winning streak number?"

"It's okay, you can accumulate once in thirty games, it can't be challenged all the time." Shen Shengjie chuckled.

Xu Wenyan nodded, Chu Yan nodded, and jumped out of the ring.

After the death, Chu Yan and Shen Shengjie together headed for the loft in the southeast corner of No. 1 Yantai.

拿 "Get it, this is your reward!"

On the first floor of the loft, an old man in a gray robe looked at Chu Yan with a smile on his face and handed Chu Yan a storage charm.

Among the jade symbols, there are three hundred yuan stones and a token.

Twenty-three yuan stones are a lot of money for ordinary warriors, but for Chu Yan at this time, all I can say is that they are passable.

Therefore, after Chu Yan collected Yuanshi ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, he looked at the token.

Round, bronze material, the front is engraved with the four characters "King of Luoyang", but the back is engraved with the words "hundred and ten people cut"!

Thirty people cut! ?

Wu Chuyan froze slightly, glanced at the token, and looked at the old man with some doubt.

"Little friend, this token is your voucher for the next time you participate in the" King of War ". It will count the number of winning streaks directly from 30. In addition, it is also a title that represents your best record of victory!"

The old man's face and kindness explained to Chu Yan patiently.

"I see, thank you!"

Wu Chuyan nodded.

Subsequently, Chu Yan followed Shen Shengjie, went out of the battle royal palace, and returned to the manor where Shen Shengjie was.

After Shen Shengjie greeted Chu Yan for his seat, he hurried away, and after a while, turned back, but held a jade charm in his hand.

"Brother Chu, as well as the elder Yufu of Xuange of our land! There are 13,000 yuan stones in it! Thank you Brother Chu, this time I help!"

Shen Shenjie's face was full of excitement, and he sent 13,000 yuan of stones with his hands, without any distress.

Wu Chuyan took the Yufu and chuckled, "Thank me now, it's too early!"

Hearing the words, Shen Shengjie's face fell for a moment, and then he showed ecstasy, saying

"Brother Chu, you still want to ..."

不错 "Yes, I am going to practice for a few days, break the current practice, and then challenge!"

Lu Chuyan's face was calm, said.

"Okay, okay! In this case, I have something to say to my brother Chu, which just helps Chu Yanxiu improve!"

Shen Shengjie laughed.

"Every elder who joins our Dixuan Pavilion has a chance to enter the" Qianji Cemetery "of my Dixuan Pavilion!"

"Qianji Cemetery !?" Chu Yan shouted.