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Banyak penonton tidak puas dengan tindakannya dan beberapa tempat menjadi rusuh. Banyak yang bisa melihat bahwa para pejabat hanya ingin mengulur waktu dan mencari cara untuk menghadapi dengan Zhao Feng.
_Dia memang layak menjadi kapten._
Li Yunya menghela nafas dalam hatinya.
Di sebuah sudut arena pertarungan,
"Memenangkan 30 pertandingan berturut-turut, masing-masing hanya dengan satu pukulan saja. Jika bukan karena para pejabat menghentikan pertandingannya, kemungkinan besar ia bisa memenangkan 50 atau 60 pertandingan sekaligus hari ini,"
Ye Moyu tertegun. Bahkan dia sendiri tidak memiliki kemampuan untuk membuat para pejabat dengan paksa menghentikan pertandingannya.
"Kalau begitu mari kita tunggu sampai besok,"
Sosok Zhao Feng melesat pergi dari arena pertarungan dan muncul di sebelah Li Yunya.
Banyak tatapan menatap ke arah keduanya dan Zhao Feng bisa merasakan tatapan Panglima Istana Segel Abadi.
Panglima Istana Segel Abadi adalah pesilat dengan level pelatihan tertinggi yang hadir di sini dan matanya berisi kekuatan keinginan yang kuat.
Zhao Feng tidak menghindari tatapannya dan menatap langsung ke mata Panglima Istana Segel Abadi.
Boom!
Menghadapi tatapan Panglima Istana Segel Abadi, jiwa Zhao Feng pun bergetar. Dia merasa seperti sedang berhadapan dengan seorang dewa.
Tatapan Panglima Istana Segel Abadi berisi kekuatan tanpa batas. Seolah-olah setiap pikirannya bisa menghancurkan batu dan memutar balikkan langit.
"Lagipula, dia adalah pesilat di tahapan setengah langkah dari Alam Dewa Kekosongan. Dia memiliki bagian dari kekuatan pesilat di level Raja Alam Dewa Kekosongan. Jiwa dan keberadaan tubuhnya selaras dengan langit dan bumi," gumam Zhao Feng di dalam hatinya.
"Kekuatan jiwa pemuda ini ternyata tak terduga juga," Panglima Istana Segel Abadi berkata dengan lirih.
Perkiraannya tentang kekuatan Zhao Feng adalah yang paling akurat di antara para penonton dan dia pun menjadi sedikit tertarik pada pertandingan besok.
Malam itu, Zhao Feng kembali ke hotel dan memasuki pengasingan latihannya. Dia telah mendapatkan pemahaman baru tentang tubuh dan wujud keberadaan hidupnya setelah pertarungan hari ini. Dia pun menghabiskan sepanjang malam untuk semakin membiasakan dirinya dengan kekuatan barunya.
Pada hari kedua, arena pertarungan sudah penuh dengan orang-orang dan sorak sorai.
Dibandingkan dengan kemarin, ada dua kali lebih banyak pesilat ahli di sini. Kisah Zhao Feng memenangkan 30 pertandingan berturut-turut telah menyebar di dalam Istana Spiritual Lautan Hampa.
"Taruhan sekarang telah dibuka,"
Ada orang-orang tertentu dari para pejabat yang berinisiatif memulai taruhannya.
Taruhan untuk Zhao Feng adalah: 60 kemenangan, 70 kemenangan, 80 kemenangan, 90 kemenangan, dan 100 kemenangan.
Rasio untuk memenangkan taruhan 100 kemenangan adalah 1:30. Itu artinya jika Zhao Feng bisa memenangkan semua 100 pertandingannya, seseorang akan menerima uang 30 kali lipat dari jumlah yang dipertaruhkan.
Namun, tidak ada seorang pun pada satu abad terakhir yang pernah menyelesaikan tantangan 100 kemenangan dan para pejabat menggunakan setiap metode yang dapat mereka pikirkan untuk menghentikan munculnya pemenang baru. Karena itu, tidak banyak orang yang mau bertaruh pada 100 kemenangan.
Di antara para petaruh itu, sebagian besar menempatkan uang mereka pada 60 atau 70 kemenangan. Namun jika Zhao Feng mengakhiri kemenangannya pada jumlah pertandingan yang lebih banyak, misalnya 80 kemenangan, mereka yang bertaruh pada 70 kemenangan akan kehilangan uangnya.
"Aku bertaruh satu juta batu kristal prima tingkat tinggi untuk diriku sendiri,"
Suara yang samar terdengar dari belakang.
_ Satu juta batu kristal prima tingkat tinggi. _
Banyak orang yang sedang memasang taruhannya bengong. Satu juta batu kristal prima tingkat tinggi itu bukan jumlah yang sedikit. Itu hampir sama nilainya seperti senjata level Bumi yang tingkatannya sedikit lebih rendah.
1 batu kristal prima tingkat tinggi sama nilainya dengan 10.000 batu kristal prima biasa. Itu artinya satu juta batu kristal prima tingkat tinggi bernilai 10 miliar batu kristal prima biasa.
Siii!
Para pejabat melompat ketakutan. Saat mengamati dari dekat, mereka melihat bahwa orang yang bertaruh itu adalah Zhao Feng.
Li Yunya tertawa dan juga bertaruh beberapa puluh ribu batu kristal prima tingkat tinggi pada Zhao Feng.
"Hmph,"
Ekspresi mengejek terlihat di wajah Tetua berjubah merah.
"Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng!"
Dengan suasana arena pertarungan yang berapi-api, Zhao Feng berjalan ke atas panggung arena pertarungan.
Di sudut arena pertarungan, mata dingin Ye Moyu memperhatikan dengan seksama.
"Pertempuran ke-31 dari tantangan 100 kemenangan,"
Hakim mengumumkan.
"Pertempuran pertama hari ini saja lawannya sudah berada di tahap akhir level Alam Inti Asal Kecil!"
Banyak orang berseru dan taruhannya pun menjadi lebih berhati-hati.
"Zhao Feng, jangan coba-coba berpikir kau bisa menang setelah bertemu denganku, Jiang Zile,"
Senyuman muncul di wajah laki-laki berpakaian putih.
Weng ~~
Laki-laki berpakaian putih itu melambaikan tangannya dan sebuah buku logam berwarna hijau tua muncul di udara yang memancarkan cahaya warna pelangi.
Shua!
Sebuah kuas lukis besar muncul di tangannya yang satunya lagi.
"Dia adalah Sarjana Hiburan Surgawi,"
"Jadi, itu si Sarjana Hiburan Surgawi Jiang Zile! Orang itu adalah salah satu dari tiga pesilat jenius terbaik di Zona Kepulauan Segel Abadi 20 tahun yang lalu dan berasal dari aliran dengan kekuatan 2 bintang, Kastil Hiburan Surgawi ...."
Banyak orang berseru dari tribun penonton saat mereka mengenali identitasnya.
"Menarik,"
Ekspresi ketertarikan muncul di wajah Zhao Feng.
Ada kekuatan dan Aliran yang tak terhitung jumlahnya di Alam Semesta Fan. Tetapi sebagian besar dari kekuatan itu telah dikalahkan melalui perjalanan waktu dan sejarah.
Kuas lukis dan buku di tangan Jiang Zile adalah senjata level Bumi tingkat rendah.
"Mulai!"
Sosok Zhao Feng berkelebat dan muncul di depan Jiang Zile. Aura ungu yang samar muncul saat dia meninju seperti hewan buas kuno.
"Cepat sekali! Aura ini ...!"
Jiang Zile merasakan tekanan pada Yuan Sejati-nya dari aura yang mengerikan itu.
"Buku Logam Sembilan Kata!"
Jiang Zile tidak panik ketika buku logam hijau tua di tangannya terbuka dan kata-kata misterius tua muncul di udara dan membentuk dinding cahaya berwarna hijau di depannya.
Boom!
Pukulan Zhao Feng menyebabkan cahaya hijau itu retak, tetapi kata-kata misterius tersebut membuat dinding cahayanya pulih dengan cepat.
"Gambaran Penjara!"
Jiang Zile mundur beberapa langkah dan menggunakan kuas lukisnya untuk menggambar beberapa garis di udara.
_Hmm? _
Ekspresi Zhao Feng sedikit berubah. Dia menyadari bahwa garis-garis itu membentuk penjara yang menjebaknya di dalam.
"Dia memang layak menjadi Sarjana Hiburan Surgawi,"
Banyak pesilat akhirnya hanya bisa memberikan pujian kepadanya.
Saat penjara berwarna hijau dan emas itu terus mendekati Zhao Feng:
"Menarik ... tapi itu akan berakhir di sini,"
Ekspresi Zhao Feng meredup ketika dia mengangkat tangannya dan lengkungan tajam angin dan petir ungu terbentuk menjadi sebuah cakar.
_ Cakar Petir Angin Ungu Kehancuran! _
Cakar itu hanya beberapa meter panjangnya, tetapi begitu padat sehingga tampak nyata dan menyebabkan guntur menggelegar.
Kraak!
Cakar Kehancuran menebas di udara dan membawa aura Kehancuran bersamanya yang menyebabkan jiwa-jiwa bergetar.
"Bahaya…!"
Jiang Zile berseru ketika melihat penjaranya terkoyak-koyak seperti kertas.
Bam!
Cakar Kehancuran mengirim Jiang Zile terpental terbang hingga beberapa ratus meter.
Gedebum!
Ketika dia mendarat di tanah, pakaiannya yang awalnya seputih salju telah berubah menjadi hitam dan asap hitam keluar dari tubuhnya.
Kemenangan ke-31. Pertarungan pertama Zhao Feng berakhir dengan kemenangan dan kerumunan penonton bersorak-sorai untuk Zhao Feng.
"Bahkan Jiang Zile yang bisa dikatakan sempurna dalam serangan dan pertahanannya dan merupakan pesilat elit dari level Alam Inti Asal Kecil pun kalah,"
Ekspresi Tetua berjubah merah sedikit berubah. Alasan dia mengutamakan Jiang Zile adalah untuk membuat Zhao Feng sulit menang seperti kemarin. Namun kekuatan Zhao Feng telah melampaui dugaan mereka.
"Yang terbaik adalah mengakhiri pertarungan dengan cepat untuk menghemat Yuan Sejati-ku," gumam Zhao Feng.
Tujuannya adalah untuk menyelesaikan semua 100 pertandingannya hanya dalam satu tarikan nafas saja.
Setelah Jiang Zile, banyak lawan di tahap menengah dan tahap akhir dari level Alam Inti Asal yang menantang Zhao Feng. Namun tidak satupun dari mereka yang lebih kuat dari Jiang Zile.
Kecepatan dan serangan Zhao Feng terus meningkat dan dia bisa dengan mudah mengalahkan pesilat di tahap akhir level Alam Inti Asal Kecil biasa dengan satu jurus saja.
Boom!
Bam!
Satu persatu penonton dikalahkan oleh Zhao Feng. Untuk menghemat waktunya, Zhao Feng terkadang bertarung melawan banyak lawan sekaligus.
35 kemenangan ... 40 kemenangan ... 45 kemenangan berurutan….
Dalam waktu dua jam, Zhao Feng telah memenangkan total 50 pertarungan berturut-turut. Itu artinya dia telah menyelesaikan setengah dari tantangan 100 kemenangannya.
Para penonton terpana dan yang lebih mengejutkan lagi, Zhao Feng masih belum menggunakan banyak Yuan Sejati-nya.
Sebagian besar serangannya hanya mengandalkan kecepatan dan kekuatan tubuh fisiknya. Jika dia menggunakan Yuan Sejati-nya, dia akan menang dalam satu jurus saja.
Tidak ada lawan yang mampu menandingi kecepatan Zhao Feng.
"60 kemenangan berturut-turut!"
Para penonton bahkan takut untuk menutup mata mereka karena tidak ingin melewatkan satu detik pun pertarungan tersebut karena gerakan Zhao Feng sangat cepat.
Setelah 60 kemenangan berturut-turut, lawan-lawan Zhao Feng menjadi lebih kuat juga dan setengah dari lawan-lawannya berada di tahap akhir level Alam Inti Asal Kecil.
Sejumlah kecil dari mereka bahkan dapat dibandingkan dengan Ketua Divisi Yougu dan Li Yunya.
Teknik kekuatan garis keturunan yang aneh dan berbeda-beda serta keterampilan yang tak terhitung jumlahnya digunakan untuk melawan Zhao Feng. Namun tubuh dan sumber kekuatan Zhao Feng telah menyerap aura dari Alam Mimpi Kuno sehingga bisa menekan banyak kekuatan garis keturunan pesilat lainnya.
Efeknya mirip dengan Jiang Fan yang memiliki garis keturunan dari Sepuluh Ribu Ras Kuno.
"Pertandingan ke-70,"
Hakim menghela nafasnya saat mengumumkannya.
"Zhao Feng, lawanmu adalah aku,"
Seorang pria yang terlihat elegan muncul di atas panggung.
_Ye Moyu! _
Kerumunan sekali lagi menjadi riuh.
Lawannya adalah pecundang yang sebelumnya dari tantangan 100 kemenangan, Ye Moyu.
"Hehehe, karena dia sudah gagal sebelumnya, Ye Moyu pasti tidak ingin melihat orang lain memenangkan kemuliaan tantangan 100 kemenangan," Tetua berjubah merah tertawa dengan dingin.
"Mulai,"
Ye Moyu langsung menyerang saat hakim pertandingan selesai mengumumkan.
Dia telah menyaksikan pertandingan sebelumnya, jadi ia tahu bahwa Zhao Feng akan bergerak secepat kilat dan menang hanya dalam sekejap mata saja. Ye Moyu tidak ingin berakhir seperti itu.
"Kegelapan Langit Hampa!"
Sosok Ye Moyu menyatu ke dalam kegelapan di sekitarnya.
Dalam kegelapan itu, panca indera Zhao Feng terbatasi dan sulit baginya untuk melihat Ye Moyu.
Kegelapan Langit Hampa adalah teknik kekuatan garis keturunan Ye Moyu. Sebelumnya tidak ada yang benar-benar mampu menembus teknik ini. Jika bukan karena ia telah bertarung terus menerus dan membuat kekuatan garis keturunannya terkuras habis, Ye Moyu pasti tidak akan kalah saat itu.
Many spectators were dissatisfied by this action, and some places broke out into chaos. Many could see that the officials just wanted to drag it out and give themselves time to come up with a way to deal with Zhao Feng.
_He's indeed worthy of being the captain._
Li Yunya sighed in his heart.
In the corner of the arena:
"Winning 30 battles, each with just one move. If it wasn't for the fact that the officials stopped things here, it's very likely that he could win 50 or 60 at once."
Ye Moyu was dazed. Even he didn't have the ability to make the officials forcefully stop his challenge.
"Then let's wait till tomorrow."
Zhao Feng's figure flashed and appeared next to Li Yunya.
Many gazes looked toward the two, and Zhao Feng could feel the Eternally Sealed Palace Lord's gaze.
The Eternally Sealed Palace Lord was the person with the highest cultivation present, and his eyes contained a powerful intent.
Zhao Feng didn't avoid the gaze; he looked directly toward the Eternally Sealed Palace Lord's eyes.
Boom!
Facing the Eternally Sealed Palace Lord's gaze, Zhao Feng's soul shook. He felt as if he was facing a god.
The Eternally Sealed Palace Lord's gaze contained limitless force. It was as if his every thought could shatter stones and twist the heavens.
_After all, he_ is _at the half-step Void God Realm. He has part of a Void God Realm King's power. His soul and body exist in harmony with the heavens and earth._
Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.
"This brat's soul is also unexpectedly strong."
The Eternally Sealed Palace Lord said gently.
His estimation of Zhao Feng was the most accurate amongst the spectators, and he couldn't help but become slightly interested in tomorrow's battles.
That night, Zhao Feng returned to the hotel and entered seclusion. He had gained a new understanding of his body and state of existence after today's fights, and he spent the entire night getting used to and familiarizing himself with his power.
On the second day, the arena was full of people and excitement.
Compared with yesterday, there were twice as many experts here. The story of Zhao Feng winning 30 fights had spread across the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace.
"The bets are now open."
There were specific people from the officials that initiated the gamble.
The bets for Zhao Feng were: 60 wins, 70 wins, 80 wins, 90 wins, and 100 wins.
The ratio for winning the hundred-win bet was one to thirty. This meant that, as long as Zhao Feng won all one hundred fights, one would receive thirty times the amount one wagered.
However, no one in the past century had completed the hundred-win challenge, and the officials used every method they could think of to stop a new winner from emerging. Therefore, not many people would bet on 100 wins.
Amongst the wagers, most put their money on 60 or 70 wins, but if Zhao Feng ending winning even more fights, such as 80 wins, those that bet their money on 70 wins would lose money.
"I bet one million high-grade Primal Crystal Stones on myself."
A faint voice came from behind.
_One million high-grade Primal Crystal Stones._
Many people placing bets were dazed. A million high-grade Primal Crystal Stones wasn't a small amount. It was almost the value of a slightly inferior Earth-Grade weapon.
One had to know that one high-grade Primal Crystal Stone was worth ten thousand normal Primal Crystal Stones, not the substandard ones.
One million high-grade Primal Crystal Stones was worth ten billion normal Primal Crystal Stone.
Siii!
The officials jumped up in fright. Looking closely, they saw that the gambler was Zhao Feng.
Li Yunya laughed and also bet a couple dozen thousand high-grade Primal Crystal Stones on Zhao Feng.
"Hmph."
Mockery passed over the red-robed Elder's face.
"Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng!"
With a burning atmosphere, Zhao Feng walked onto the stage.
In a corner of the arena, Ye Moyu's cold eyes watched intently.
"The thirty-first battle of the hundred-win challenge."
The judge announced.
The opponent for the thirty-first battle was a late-stage Small Origin Core Realm in white clothes.
"The first battle today is already a late-stage Small Origin Core Realm!"
Many people exclaimed, and those betting became cautious.
"Zhao Feng, don't even think about winning after meeting me, Jiang Zile."
A smile appeared on the face of the male in white.
Weng~~
The male in white waved his hand, and an old green metal book appeared in the air that gave off a glow of rainbow-colored light.
Shua!
A brush appeared in his other hand.
"It's Scholar Heaven Entertainment."
"So, it's Scholar Heaven Entertainment Jiang Zile! This person was one of the top three geniuses in the Eternally Sealed Islands Zone twenty years ago, and he came from the two-star sect Heaven's Entertainment Castle…."
Many people exclaimed in the stands as they recognized his identity.
"Interesting."
Interest appeared on Zhao Feng's face.
There were countless forces and factions in the Fan Universe, but most were vanquished through the passage of time and history.
The brush and book in Jiang Zile's hands were both low-ranked Earth-Grade weapons.
"Break!"
Zhao Feng's figure flashed and appeared in front of Jiang Zile. A faint purple aura appeared as he punched out like a giant desolate beast.
"So fast! This aura…!"
Jiang Zile felt pressure on his True Yuan from this terrifying aura.
"Nine Word Metal Book!"
Jiang Zile didn't panic as the old green metal book in his hand opened and old mysterious words appeared in the air, forming a wall of green light in front of himself.
Boom!
Zhao Feng's punch caused the green light to crack, but the mysterious words caused the wall to be repaired quickly.
"Drawing a Prison!"
Jiang Zile retreated a couple steps before using his brush to start drawing lines in the air.
_Hmm?_
Zhao Feng's expression changed slightly. He found that these lines formed a prison that trapped him inside.
"He's indeed worthy of being the Scholar Heaven Entertainment."
Many experts couldn't help but praise him.
As the green-and-gold prison continued to close in on Zhao Feng:
"Interesting… but it ends here."
Zhao Feng's expression became dim as he raised his hand, and sharp arcs of purple wind and lightning formed into a claw.
_Purple Destruction Wind Lightning Claw!_
The claw was only several yards long, but it was so condensed that it seemed real, and it caused thunder to boom.
Crack!
The claw of Destruction slashed through the air and brought an aura of Destruction with it that caused souls to shake.
"Not good…!"
Jiang Zile exclaimed as he saw his prison ripped apart like paper.
Bam!
The claw of Destruction sent Jiang Zile flying for several hundred yards.
Plop!
When he landed on the ground, the originally snow-white clothes had turned black, and smoke was emitting from his body.
The thirty-first win. Zhao Feng's first fight ended in victory, and the crowd cheered Zhao Feng on.
"Even Jiang Zile, who's said to be perfect in offense and defense and an elite of the Small Origin Core Realm, lost."
The red-robed Elder's expression changed slightly. The reason he put Jiang Zile first was to make it difficult for Zhao Feng to win as easily as yesterday, but Zhao Feng's strength had surpassed their expectations.
"It's best to end the fights fast in order to preserve True Yuan."
Zhao Feng murmured. His goal was to finish all one hundred fights in one breath.
Many opponents at the middle-stage and late-stage of the Small Origin Core Realm followed after Jiang Zile, but none of them were stronger than Jiang Zile.
Zhao Feng's speed and offense kept rising, and he could easily defeat a normal late-stage Small Origin Core Realm with one move.
Boom!
Bam!
One spectator after another was defeated by Zhao Feng, and to save time, Zhao Feng sometimes fought multiple opponents at once.
35 consecutive wins… 40 consecutive wins… 45 consecutive wins….
Within two hours' time, Zhao Feng won 50 consecutive fights total, meaning that he had already completed half of the hundred-win challenge.
The spectators were stunned, and more surprisingly, Zhao Feng still hadn't used much True Yuan.
Most of his attacks relied on speed and his physical body. If he used True Yuan, he would win in one move.
No opponent was able to match Zhao Feng's speed.
"60 consecutive wins!"
The spectators were scared to close their eyes in case they missed a fight; Zhao Feng's speed was just too fast.
After 60 consecutive wins, Zhao Feng's opponents became stronger as well, and half of the opponents were at the late-stage Small Origin Core Realm.
A small number of them were even comparable to the skeletal Division Leader and Li Yunya.
Strange and different bloodline techniques and countless skills were used, but Zhao Feng's body and source of power had absorbed the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm, so it suppressed many bloodlines.
The effect was similar to Jiang Fan, who had a bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races.
"The seventieth fight."
The judge let out a breath as he announced.
"Zhao Feng, your opponent is me."
An elegant male appeared on stage.
_Ye Moyu!_
The crowd once again broke out into discussion.
His opponent was the previous loser of the hundred-win challenge, Ye Moyu.
"Hmph, being someone who failed, Ye Moyu definitely doesn't want to see someone win the glory of the hundred-win challenge."
The Elder in red laughed coldly.
"Start."
Ye Moyu immediately attacked when the judge made the announcement.
He had watched the previous fights, so he knew that Zhao Feng was as quick as lightning and won in just a flash. Ye Moyu didn't want to end up like that.
"Void Sky Darkness!"
Ye Moyu's figure merged into the surrounding darkness.
In this darkness, Zhao Feng's senses were restricted, and it was hard for him to catch sight of Ye Moyu.
The Void Sky Darkness was Ye Moyu's bloodline domain. No one before had truly been able to break through this technique. If it wasn't for the fact that they fought him one after another and caused his bloodline power to run out, Ye Moyu wouldn't have lost.