Chapter 91 0 (3rd update)

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 0 (3rd update)"I want your storage ring!" Ling Chen’s face was lined with exasperation. "Oh!" Chen Mo sighed in relief and smiled, "No problem!" "Here’s the storage ring for now, when I go up to fight later, bet on me to win thirty matches in a row..." Ling Chen handed over a storage ring. This storage ring was filled with Spirit Stones and Spirit Revitalizing Pills, precisely those given to him by Elder Bai Qian. The rest of his items were in another storage ring. During the process of watching the battles, he noticed that before each fight, someone would come to inquire about placing bets, with most bets on the number of consecutive victories one could achieve. If that was the case, then he might as well use his own strength to earn some Spirit Stones! Although he still had more than ten thousand Spirit Revitalizing Pills, as his cultivation level increased, the amount of pills he needed also grew, so these wouldn’t last long. "No problem." Chen Mo nodded his head. He wanted to see just what level of strength Ling Chen possessed to dare claim that he could seize the title of Fighting King! "Alright, lead me over there." Ling Chen spoke indifferently. Soon, the two of them walked down from the spectator seats and entered the hall below. "Are you participating in the battlefield’s combat?" A Black-robed Deacon looked at Ling Chen with a hint of surprise. Ling Chen was too young and didn’t seem like a Spirit Sea Realm cultivator. Moreover, he didn’t sense any presence of Spiritual Power from Ling Chen’s body. "Yes." Ling Chen nodded. "Alright, follow me. First, you’ll sign a life-and-death agreement, and then we’ll test your cultivation level!" The Black-robed Deacon said. "Spirit Sea Realm Fourth Level, early stage?" After the cultivation level was tested, the Black-robed Deacon exclaimed. This young man, only about fifteen or sixteen years old, had actually reached the Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm; truly astonishing. He must be a genius cultivated by some major power. "Ling?" Zhenwu Prefecture didn’t seem to have any major powers with the surname Ling, right? "Could he be from the Royal Capital?" The Black-robed Deacon thought in shock. His respect for Ling Chen increased substantially. "Young Master Ling, our Battle Holy Hall allows anonymous combat. Would you need to use this?" The Black-robed Deacon asked respectfully. "Mm, I need it." Ling Chen nodded. He was mainly interested in earning Spirit Stones, so he was not overly concerned about his reputation. "You may choose a nickname to replace your real name." The Black-robed Deacon smiled. "For a nickname, just call me Zero." Ling Chen smiled. "No problem, please change into the robe and mask and wait in the waiting room. We will notify you when it’s time to go on stage." The Black-robed Deacon said. "Good!" Ling Chen nodded and then walked towards the waiting room, where he found the silent Chen Mo. "When will I go on stage?" Chen Mo smiled. "I’m not sure, they said they will notify me when it’s time. Remember, I’m called Zero." Ling Chen smiled. "Alright." Chen Mo smiled. He immediately dropped his smile and cautioned, "Ling Chen, remember, don’t be reckless. If you can’t beat your opponent, concede immediately." "Rest assured." Ling Chen nodded. A quarter of an hour later, a Black-robed Deacon came over and said, "Zero, it’s your turn to go on stage." "Okay!" Ling Chen nodded. He walked through a special passageway and stepped onto a battle platform. Meanwhile, Chen Mo returned to the spectator seats. Ling Chen’s cultivation was at the early stage of the Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm, and this battle platform was at the silver level. "Ladies and gentlemen, a silver-level battle will now take place. The challenger is Zero, with a cultivation level of the early Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm. Those who wish to place bets, please do so now." A Black-robed Deacon arrived at the battle platform, his voice echoing throughout the Battle Holy Hall. "How is that possible? He’s only at the early Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm? Then how did he defeat Bai Wentian at the peak of the Sixth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm?" Chen Mo looked incredulous. Even at his stage of the Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm, he wasn’t an opponent for the peak of the Sixth Level. Even if Ling Chen displayed the premium Body Technique Xuanling Technique, in terms of speed, he simply could not suppress Bai Wentian! But the cultivation level detection in the Battle Holy Hall could not possibly be wrong. That is to say, Ling Chen truly defeated Bai Wentian, who was at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm six layers, with the initial cultivation level of the Spirit Sea Realm four layers! "Spirit Sea Realm four layers initial phase? What’s so interesting about that?" "Yeah, is he just coming here to die after possibly not even mastering a mid-grade Spirit Art?" "Heh, has the Battle Holy Hall started to stage these kinds of stunts now?" ... Countless spectating Cultivators laughed mockingly, with no intention of placing bets. "I bet on him winning thirty consecutive fights." At this moment, a voice sounded. "Holy cow, there’s actually someone who isn’t afraid of death!" "Does someone actually believe this guy can claim the title of Fighting King?" "Ha, it must be some naive newbie who doesn’t understand anything, right?" "Talk about being rich and capricious!" ... More people burst into laughter. A practitioner at the four layers of the Spirit Sea Realm, without even a special physique, and yet someone was betting on him—this was truly unheard of! "Are you sure?" The Black-robed Deacon asked. "Sure." Searᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Chen Mo smiled. After all, it wasn’t his money, and it wasn’t his problem if he lost. "Thirty consecutive victories, a hundred-to-one odds." The Black-robed Deacon confirmed once more. "Okay!" Chen Mo nodded. After waiting a bit longer and seeing no one else placing bets, the Black-robed Deacon announced, "Begin." "The first opponent, Xu Hai, initial phase of the Spirit Sea Realm four layers!" The Black-robed Deacon stepped off the silver Battlefield, and a middle-aged man with a goatee strode up. These contestants were all specially cultured by the Battle Holy Hall. "Zero, prepare to die!" Xu Hai roared, as Spiritual Power surged wildly within him. He stomped his foot and his figure charged towards Ling Chen instantly. "Surging Wave Palm!" He concentrated a blue handprint on his hand and harshly slammed it towards Ling Chen’s chest. He unleashed his strongest attack from the get-go. Having fought many battles, he naturally would not hold back in the Battlefield. "Cloud Mist Palm!" Ling Chen was not to be outdone, his figure motionless, as he too executed a low-grade Spirit Art. "Bang!" The two palms collided. Ling Chen’s Cloud Mist Palm directly shattered the opponent’s Surging Wave Palm and then struck Xu Hai’s chest, sending him flying dozens of feet away. "Spurt!" Xu Hai spat out a mouthful of blood, obviously seriously injured. "Next!" Ling Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking majestic. At his words, someone from the Battle Holy Hall came onto the field and removed Xu Hai. The second opponent came up. This person was also a Cultivator at the initial phase of the Spirit Sea Realm four layers. "You are not my match; surrender." Ling Chen glanced at his opponent. This person’s cultivation level was slightly higher than Xu Hai’s, but only marginally stronger. "Young man, underestimating your opponent is not a wise move!" Before the words were completely uttered, this Cultivator instantly employed a low-grade Body Technique Xuanling Technique, appearing before Ling Chen and threw a punch. This punch was also a low-grade Spirit Art! It was an attempted sneak attack. But no one scorned such a tactic. The fights in the Battlefield tested the comprehensive abilities of Cultivators. Moreover, it was stated in the life-and-death agreement signed before entering the arena. All methods were allowed! Poisons, hidden weapons, use of armaments, surprise attacks—nothing was forbidden! "Courting death!" Ling Chen didn’t move an inch and once again struck with his palm. This time, he directly used Spiritual Power of the late phase of the Spirit Sea Realm four layers! "Bang!" Ling Chen’s palm pierced through the opponent’s palm and directly hit his shoulder. The explosive force shattered the man’s right arm. "Ah!" The Cultivator screamed in agony, then passed out.