Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 165 Achievement of Consecutive Kills! Orange notice pinned to the top! (Subscribe)
[Ring winner: Qingshan Zonglin Mo, points: +10]

[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Zong Linmo for winning 100 consecutive victories and achieving the 100-game winning streak achievement. ]

[Ding! Congratulations to Lin Mo for becoming the 88th disciple of Qingshan Sect to achieve this achievement. You will receive a reward...]

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When the orange notice appeared in front of the audience, no one smiled.

"It's over, it's all fucking over!"

The errand disciples in the stands looked dejected, and felt that their entire lives had fallen into darkness.

Many of them bet their entire fortunes on Chu Wange, but who could have imagined that the story would end like this...

"Hehe, hehe..."

The corners of a errand disciple's mouth twitched twice, and he said to his companions:
"Brother, please take good care of my parents and send some money every year."

Before he could continue, he saw his companion pulling his shoulder and saying with a deathly pale face:

"Let's go together. See you on the Ascension Platform tonight."

Almost all the errand disciples who were placing bets around had the same expression.

Life is hopeless and all hope is lost. At this moment, I just want to jump off the ascension platform.

If you have no money left, how can you become an immortal or practice Taoism?

Only one person was stunned for a moment before reacting.

"Fuck, ten times..."

"More than eight hundred!!!"

Pan Peng clenched his palms, his eyes were red, and he was extremely excited.

After more than a year in the industry, he has never earned so much contribution value.

With this money, not only can I pay off all my previous immortal studies loans in one go, but I can also save a lot of money for building a cave... No, I still have to save up for a cave.

But no matter what, at least there is hope!

Although he certainly could not compare with Lin Mo, Chu Wange and other gifted children, nor could he compare with the local tycoons in the Alchemy Academy, but compared with the menial disciples of the same period, he could be said to have surpassed them by a large margin.

Senior Brother Lin is invincible!
He looked at Lin Mo in the field. The other party had just "finished his work" and was smiling and waving at the audience in the stands.

But the atmosphere in the field was very quiet, not at all as lively as before the war.

Apart from the fact that those menial disciples lost everything, the other passers-by and spectators had no conflict of interest, but they still felt that Lin Mo and Chu Wange were playing them for fools in the end, and their expressions were a little indescribable at the moment.

how to say?

It always feels like they have become a part of this "young couple" play...

So, the stands suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether they should applaud or not.

At this moment, a shout was heard:

"Senior Brother Lin is awesome!!!"

Pan Peng was seen waving his hands vigorously in the audience with a flushed face, applauding Lin Mo with almost his life.

"Clap clap clap!"

The crisp sound of applause reached everyone's ears.

Perhaps someone took the lead, everyone looked at each other, raised their hands and began to applaud slowly.

“Pah, pah, pah, pah…”

The applause started out as a trickle, then quickly became continuous and loud, and finally became completely continuous, even with a few cheers to join in the fun.

"Lin Mo is awesome!"

"Excellent fight!"

"Brother Lin is so handsome, can we add each other as friends? More than a dozen girls in my Hundred Flower Valley want to get to know you!"

"Hundred Flower Valley? I wonder if I have the honor..."

"Ugly bastard, get lost."

"Wuhu! Congratulations to Senior Brother Lin for achieving the Hundred Consecutive Kills achievement!"

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Lin +1!"

"..."

Although the last battle looks a bit dramatic.

But in the previous battles, whether it was Lin Mo or Chu Wange, they both contributed one exciting and fierce contest after another to everyone.

Especially in Lin Mo’s last match against He Fei, a sword servant at the fifth level of foundation building.

The long sword's repeated dangerous dodges and counterattacks were thrilling and exciting.

Even before the last second, the audience could not guess that Lin Mo would be able to turn defeat into victory and defeat He Fei.

Maybe there was a little bit of luck in the first ninety games, but after the ninetieth game, the value increased sharply.

It was not until this moment that many viewers realized that Lin Mo's achievement of a hundred consecutive kills was not just based on luck.

Therefore, the cheers and applause from the crowd at this moment were for Lin Mo’s previous wonderful battles.

Pan Peng stood among the crowd, looking extremely proud.

At this moment, what made him feel more proud than the contribution points he earned was that he had bet on the right person!

As expected, you are Senior Brother Lin. I knew you could do it!
He clapped so hard that his hands were almost swollen.

……

Deputy Hall of the Sword Academy.

"Haha, I didn't expect it to end like this."

Yan Nanfeng didn't look too angry, but instead smiled a little, and said to his beloved disciple beside him:
"Feng'er, didn't I just tell you that sword cultivators are not necessarily the strongest? Sometimes, what does it matter if you have the best killing power? Does that mean you will definitely win? I don't think so!"

Feng Geng's tone was stiff, but he was still stubborn:
"Lin Mo, you were just lucky. If Junior Sister Chu hadn't let you win, you might not have won. This is just a coincidence."

Yan Nanfeng disagreed with this view, shook his head slightly and said:

"Of course there is luck, but is it necessarily a coincidence? Some things only seem to be coincidences, but in fact they have been determined long ago."

Feng Geng said: "Man can conquer nature."

"There is some truth in this statement, but..."

Yan Nanfeng paused, and looked through the window of the pavilion into the endless depths of the sky. There was an indescribable meaning in his expression, and he said calmly:
"Don't forget, we are all under the control of the Heavenly Dao system. Unless we can break away from Heavenly Dao, how can we talk about 'man conquers nature'?"

Feng Geng frowned and wanted to refute his teacher, but found that he couldn't find any angle.

But Yan Nanfeng didn't seem to really want him to answer the question. He turned around and returned to his usual calm demeanor, saying with a smile on his face:

"Okay, the show is over, and now it's your turn to help with the finishing touches."

Feng Geng nodded and said, "Okay."

After saying that, he pinched his fingers and sword talismans flew out from his hands, crossing the top of Lingjian Peak and galloping towards the distance.

……

"Damn, damn, damn, damn!"

Xing Feichen flew into a rage in the lobby office of the Sword Academy's main hall:
"Chu Wange, why would she help an 'outsider'? Doesn't she know that the disciples of the Sword Academy are one people?"

The sword academy disciple beside him whispered:
"After all, he is not from our lineage, so he may not know our plan..."

Xing Feichen turned around and glared at him:
"Even if she doesn't know, she can just admit defeat at will? Is she treating the sword fighting competition as a joke?"

The disciples of the Sword Academy could only murmur and were unable to say a word.

The last competition was indeed full of surprises.

I thought that Lin Mo and Chu Wange were a good match, so this game was a sure win. But who could have thought that the two of them would be in cahoots with each other, and Chu Wange actually took the initiative to admit defeat...

Xing Feichen gritted his teeth and said:

"You two bitches! Not only did we lose all the money we invested in the early stage, but now we still have nothing to gain. When Senior Brother He Lian comes out, I'll see how you're going to explain this to him!"

You only know how to use Senior Brother He Lian to pressure us...

The disciples of the Sword Academy pursed their lips, but they really didn't dare to challenge the other side.

Xing Feichen may not be the strongest among them, but he is definitely the most trusted by Senior Brother He Lian.

He was even specially recruited as the acting manager of the main hall of the Sword Academy, in charge of several sword servants of the same system in the main hall. The power in his hands can be said to be the greatest among the three generations of sword servants.

Everyone stood in the office and was scolded by him.

At this moment, He Fei pushed open the office door and walked in, looking a little tired and said to Xing Feichen:
"Brother Xing, please be patient. Things are not irreversible yet."

Xing Feichen looked unhappy when he saw him, and said coldly:

"Oh, our busy man finally decided to come back?"

He Fei said: "Brother Xing, please listen to me..."

"Still listening to you?"

Xing Feichen raised his eyebrows and said:
"I think you've said enough. You asked someone to post the message on the forum, right? You were the one who proposed the gambling? You even participated in the ring battle in person..."

"Aren't all of these things your 'masterpieces'?"

When He Fei heard these words, his face suddenly turned pale.

This means that he wants to push all the blame onto himself and take all the responsibility!
Thinking of Senior Brother He Lian's appearance, he felt his scalp tingling and said quickly:
"Brother Xing, even if we want to punish you, we should wait until the dust settles before doing so, right?"

Xing Feichen sneered: "The competition on the sword arena is over, and the gambling is over. What else do you want to do? Now all the menial disciples in the sect are probably holding a grudge against our Sword Academy!"

"That's not necessarily true!" He Fei shook his head and said,

"Why would they hate us? Shouldn't they hate Lin Mo and Chu Wange who 'cheated'?"

Xing Feichen's expression froze: "You mean..."

A gleam of light flashed in He Fei's eyes, and he said:

"If Lin Mo hadn't 'cheated', how could so many people spend all their money to jump off the ascension platform?"

"How can this be the Sword Academy's fault? It's clearly Lin Mo's fault!"

Xing Feichen looked thoughtful, and he continued:
"It would be fine if Lin Mo won the competition fairly, but now it ends like this..."

"I think our Sword Academy is already invincible. After all, as the dealers, we are also one of the 'victims'!"

"Brother Xing, as long as it is managed properly, the Sword Academy will not only be able to restore its reputation, but also perhaps be able to recover the money lost in the early gambling operations!"

After Xing Feichen heard his plan, he really restrained his anger. After his expression changed slightly for a moment, he said solemnly:

"Junior Brother He Fei, this is your last chance. If anything goes wrong again, I will report the whole story to Senior Brother He Lian. Don't think that your little tricks are really smart and no one can detect them, humph!"

He Fei's heart sank, and he could only bite the bullet and say:

"Yes, I have already arranged the manpower, Brother Xing, just wait and see."

Xing Feichen sat back in his seat, looked at him calmly, and said:

"In that case, I will just sit back and wait for Junior Brother He Fei to put on a good show. If it goes well, I will personally report to Senior Brother He Lian."

He Fei cursed in his heart, "old fox."

The "rage" just now was clearly an act for him to see, in order to put the blame on him.

Later, when he realized that things might turn around, he acted as if he didn't want to get involved, but wanted all the credit. However, he had no way to stop him.

Just the position of acting steward was enough to subdue all three generations of sword servants in their lineage.

What's more, the opponent's sword master is the same as himself, both are Senior Brother He Lian.

He Fei could only raise his hand and bow, then slowly leave the office in the hall.

Only after he walked out of the hall did his eyes gradually become gloomy. He recalled the scene in the ring battle where Lin Mo stabbed him in the heart with a sword, and suddenly a feeling of shame and anger came from his heart.

As a sword cultivator, he was actually defeated by a magic cultivator who was "disguised as a sword cultivator" in close combat with a Taoist sword. This is simply a great shame and humiliation!
The most important thing is that this person is the "pretty boy" and "waste person" that he once looked down upon.

His teeth were clacking, veins popped out on his forehead, and he muttered:

"Lin Mo, I will make sure you are ruined this time!"

……

……

The top of Lunjian Peak.

There were quite a few people standing at the entrance of the sword fighting arena.

Most of them are menial disciples, and a small number of outer disciples.

There were about two hundred people in number, and most of them came to watch the battle between Lin Mo and Chu Wange.

Even after the battle was over, they would immediately leave the arena and stay here.

It has to be said that Lin Mo's achievement of 100 consecutive kills is definitely something that can be recorded in the history of Qingshan Sect in the past decade or so.

You should know that in the past thousand years of Qingshan Sect, the total number of disciples who have achieved the achievement of 100 consecutive kills is no more than 100.

This is enough to show how high its gold content is.

Many disciples who had not been watching the fight just now also came to watch, and the number of people near the sword-fighting arena was still increasing.

They didn't have to wait long. After a while, with a flash of teleportation light, Lin Mo and Chu Wange appeared near the exit of the Wheel Sword Platform one after another.

Before they could react, cheers came from both sides.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Lin Mo for winning the Hundred Consecutive Slashes!"

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Lin Mo for winning the Hundred Consecutive Slashes!"

"..."

The continuous congratulations made Lin Mo look a little surprised, and then he saw the organizer in the crowd: Pan Peng.

The latter waved at him excitedly, indicating that it was all his credit.

Lin Mo was speechless. What was the point of doing all this exaggeration?

The next second, he straightened his already neat Taoist robe and waved to the errand disciples and outer disciples on both sides with a serious face:

"Thank you so much, brothers and sisters!"

As he led Chu Wange up the mountain path, the crowd automatically made way for them.

Hearing his response, many people shouted even more excitedly.

"Brother Lin, I love you!"

"Senior Sister Chu, can you add me as your friend?"

"Get out of here! Senior Sister Chu belongs to Senior Brother Lin!"

"Woo woo, then can Senior Brother Lin be everyone's?"

"..."

Lin Mo looked at everyone with a smile, and felt a little more approval of Pan Peng's "sensibleness" in his heart.

But in the peaceful atmosphere, suddenly a sharp and high-pitched shouting voice reached everyone's ears:

"rnm, match-fixing, return the money!!!"

　4K big chapter is here~!

　　
　
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