CHAPTER 981: CHAPTER 982: WINNING STREAK MOMENTUM! (4 UPDATES)

"This guy is quite impressive."

Below the stage, the girl in green had a flash in her beautiful eyes, showing a hint of surprise, and murmured to herself, "No wonder he’s so confident, but compared to Linghu Yudao, he still has a long way to go!"

The people, like Xu Zhongda, who were waiting to see Ling Feng make a fool of himself, all clenched their teeth. Unexpectedly, this Little General, although not high in cultivation, was indeed remarkably powerful!

"Humph, it’s just one victory. With this kind of strength, thinking about becoming the King of Hundred Battles, he’s still far from it!"

Xu Zhongda gave a light snort. Ling Feng had boasted that he would definitely become the King of Hundred Battles, and now, he had only won one match, so what’s the big deal.

In a corner of the spectator seats, Linghu Yudao, who lamented how lonely invincibility was, had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. Bored, he whispered, "Interesting."

The referee stood in place, stunned for a long time, before finally recovering, swallowing hard, and said, "First battle of the Hundred Consecutive Kills challenge, Ling Feng wins!"

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed, like a divine sword with peerless sharpness.

Once unsheathed, even the world would lose its color!

Ling Feng’s lips moved slightly as he called out softly, "Come on, next!"

The referee took a deep breath, took out a roster, and announced, "Second battle, ranking 107th on the Hundred Battle Heaven List, Yun Huang."

Yun Huang was a woman appearing to be in her early thirties, quite attractive, especially with quite a seductive figure, likely related to the cultivation technique she practiced. Her cultivation was similar to that of Liu Zongyuan, also around the Seventh Level of the Divine Origin Realm.

"This time, make sure to watch closely and see how Ling Feng makes his move!"

The experts on the Hundred Battle Heaven List were all attentively focused. Since the strength gap between Yun Huang and Liu Zongyuan wasn’t significant, she probably wasn’t a match for Ling Feng either.

Yun Huang confidently took out a cultivation technique. It was a high-level Earth-level martial technique, and while its value wasn’t particularly high, it wasn’t low either.

"General Ling, please be merciful; I’m afraid of pain."

After the previous battle, Yun Huang was clearly very cautious of Ling Feng, not daring to be careless at all. Her red lips slightly parted, and surprisingly, it was a bewitching technique attack, aiming to confuse the opponent’s mind and then take the opportunity to strike.

In fact, the moment she spoke, the battle had already begun.

Ling Feng kept a calm expression. Back then, even Hai Lingxiang, the Scaled Demon Clan Princess born with bewitching bones, couldn’t bewilder his mind, let alone this woman.

"Step down." Ling Feng casually motioned with his hand.

Yun Huang immediately tensed up, only feeling an invisible pressure sweeping over. The next moment, her delicate body trembled, and she was directly flung off the stage, falling steadily outside the arena.

This move was executed with ease, even more eye-catching than when he defeated Liu Zongyuan just now.

"This is Sword Force Pressure!"

In the audience, Tie Wushuang’s eyelids twitched, a flash of battle intent flickered in his eyes but disappeared as quickly, "Sword Force might not be weak, but it’s useless against me."

"So it was Sword Force!"

The experts on the Hundred Battle Heaven List came to a sudden realization, eyes filled with astonishment. At Ling Feng’s age, being able to comprehend Sword Force was truly a rarity in the world.

"Next."

Ling Feng’s face remained calm, only revealing a hint of Sword Force. He still had countless trump cards enough to let these self-righteous Heaven List experts know who the real king was!

At this moment, even the referee’s gaze was no longer simply indifferent but carried a hint of surprise.

"Third match, Yu Wanting."

Swish!

As the referee’s voice fell, a dashing and extraordinary figure leaped onto the stage.

This Yu Wanting directly threw out a piece of heavenly-grade ore, looked at Ling Feng with a complex expression, firmly clasped his long sword in his hand, gave Ling Feng a sword salute, and said lightly, "Please give me some pointers!"

Witnessing Ling Feng effortlessly defeat two major Heaven List experts, he had no choice but to set aside his pride and go all out.

"Ten Thousand Blade Peak!"

Yu Wanting exerted all his strength, sweeping his sword edge, his Primordial Soul behind him erupted with a vast momentum.

Ling Feng gave a slight smile, stepped forward, and casually delivered a simple palm strike.

Buzz!

Yu Wanting’s face turned pale instantly, feeling an unstoppable aura sweeping over, directly throwing his body heavily off the stage.

Stabilizing himself on the ground, Yu Wanting looked at Ling Feng, took a deep breath, cupped his fists with both hands, and said loudly, "Thank you for showing mercy!"

After speaking, Yu Wanting turned and left without staying to watch the fight any longer.

"Impressive!"

This time, not only the ordinary martial artists but even those ranking in the top fifty on the Heaven List couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

This General Wei Yuan Ling Feng was indeed a formidable expert!

In the distance, on the high platform of the VIP seats.

Lee Qing and Wang Meng both constricted their pupils; Ling Feng achieved three successive victories, and all with just a casual move, not even using any martial techniques, easily securing victory.

This kid was a hundred times more monstrous than they imagined!

"Damn, this kid doesn’t even seem like a rookie who just walked out of the academy anymore?"

Lee Qing frowned deeply, originally thinking of seeing Ling Feng make a fool of himself, only to witness Ling Feng stealing the spotlight.

"Judging by this, this kid indeed has the capital to be arrogant, but he won’t be complacent for long."

Wang Meng snorted lightly, his eyes fixed on the arena. As for this level of strength, it was still within what he could handle.

However, Su Dongling’s expression became somewhat intriguing, a glint in his eyes: This kid is indeed a little monster!

Below the stage, Tie Wushuang’s eyes once again flashed with a hint of battle intent, but it was quickly replaced by disdain, "If it’s just like this, it’s ultimately no match for me."

Ling Feng stood there nonchalantly, his expression unchanged, and said calmly, "Next."

"Fourth battle,..."

The opponent was a man of the Eighth Layer of the Divine Origin Realm. Ling Feng merely raised his hand slightly and softly said, "Step down."

Then, under an irresistible qi mechanism, the opponent was harshly swept off the stage.

"Fifth battle,..."

"Sixth battle,..."

"Seventh battle,..."

...

"Thirty-third battle,..."

In thirty-three consecutive matches, Ling Feng’s opponents were without exception all defeated with one move!

Overall, Ling Feng appeared to be a second Linghu Yudao, every time he struck, it was with only one move.

"This Ling Feng is unexpectedly strong!"

"Could he really complete a Hundred Consecutive Kills like the second Linghu Yudao, and all with one move?"

"Dream on, with his cultivation level, at most he can complete Fifty Consecutive Slashes."

"Humph, I guess he can win about eighty matches in a row!"

"Don’t make hasty conclusions. The first sixty-something opponents don’t have too much strength gradient. After the sixtieth match, that’s when the real evildoers appear!"

"Even if he only wins sixty matches, it will be enough to prove this guy isn’t just an ordinary rookie."

The seasoned veterans at Tianmang Fortress nodded in agreement. Indeed, Ling Feng’s current performance was enough to make most of them feel inferior.