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

Chapter 173: Winning streak! Lin Mo's ultimate challenge!

"It seems... not that difficult?"

A spectator in the stands said.

Those viewers who had initially looked down on Lin Mo showed a hint of embarrassment on their faces.

Isn’t Fu Fengyu strong?

That's certainly not the case.

Judging from the ranking on the Liangyu List alone, Fu Fengyu was higher than He Fei yesterday.

If Lin Mo didn't meet Chu Wange in the last match, he would most likely run into a talented person on the Liangyu list who was as powerful as Fu Fengyu.

Therefore, the "rumor" that Lin Mo relied on women to get to the top was self-defeating after the victory just now.

At this moment, the second player in the promotion match was successfully matched:

[Ding! Successfully matched with opponent Huo Feiluan, rank: Unknown (510 points)]

The moment the Taoist disciple appeared, some viewers began to search for the name Huo Feiluan.

"It's out, 901st on the Liangyu Ranking, a bit higher than Fu Fengyu just now!"

As they expected, every opponent Lin Mo faced at this moment was a genius on the Liangyu List.

However, their rankings are lower than Lin Mo, but their cultivation is higher than Lin Mo.

Huo Feiluan reacted immediately after noticing the golden name above Lin Mo's head.

"Are you Lin Mo?"

His eyes lit up, and then a look of joy appeared on his face:

"I've matched up with you! Let me see... I've just entered the arena with 1,000 points. Is this your promotion match?"

Lin Mo just looked at him expressionlessly and did not answer.

Huo Feiluan didn't care and said jokingly:
"I didn't expect that I didn't have the chance to win a hundred games in a row back then, but today I have the chance to break that streak. Hahaha, you're unlucky to meet me!"

The audience nearby looked puzzled, wondering if they had just heard this before.
As the countdown ended, Lin Mo started again at zero frame and fired several fire bombs.

"Damn it! Why so fast!"

The next second, Huo Feiluan was hit by two fire bombs and was injured at the beginning.

Audience nearby: This scene seems familiar.

The following battle was almost the same as the previous one.

Lin Mo used his first-mover advantage to constantly suppress Huo Feiluan on the ring.

The latter performed slightly better than Fu Fengyu in the previous match. He released two or three attack spells in the process, but unfortunately they were all easily avoided by Lin Mo, who didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

With a heart full of helplessness, he turned into white light and disappeared on the stage.

The beginning was ambitious, but the ending was extremely frustrating.

[Ding! Advance to the second victory, congratulations to Lin Mo for being promoted to the "Nobody" rank, reward: 15 low-grade spirit stones]

[Ding! Liangyu Ranking changes, Lin Mo's ranking increases: 878→869]

The promotion was uneventful, and not even as exciting as the battle between Lin Mo and He Fei yesterday.

However, it actually demonstrated Lin Mo's powerful suppressive power.

The cultivator whose cultivation level was at least two or three levels higher than his was completely powerless against him.

"Lin Mo... well, there is still something."

Even the audience who had objections to it at the beginning had to admit this.

"But that doesn't stop him from being a scumbag. Why does he have to let Chu Wan Ge give in to him? Why shouldn't he let Chu Wan Ge give in to him!"

"You can't say that. They are just a couple, so why do you have to care so much?"

"That would be fine if it were true. I heard that he was having an affair with a senior sister from the Alchemy Academy, and he's still hanging around with Chu Wange. He's clearly two-timing!"

"Huh? Wasn't this rumor debunked?"

"What are you trying to dispel? I heard that he and that senior sister from the Alchemy Institute are living together!"

"Damn it, is it so exciting?"

"..."

While the spectators in the stands were watching the show, Lin Mo's attention was entirely focused on the reward he had just received.

"So, the basic reward for winning streaks in the Nameless Rank is 15 low-grade spirit stones?"

Lin Mo's eyes flashed and he murmured.

If that's the case, winning one game in a row would get him 30 low-grade spirit stones, and two or three games would be equivalent to him leaving the secret realm once.

"Whether it is true or not, we will know after trying it once!"

Lin Mo, who was promoted to [Unknown], did not stop his matching journey and quickly clicked on the next game.

More than half an hour later...

[Ring winner: Qingshan Zonglin Mo, points: +20]

[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Sect Lin Mo for winning 30 consecutive victories. Reward: low-grade spirit stones.]

[Ding! Liangyu Ranking changes, Lin Mo's ranking increases: 869→855]

"really!"

Lin Mo showed joy on his face. The basic reward after being promoted to the nameless rank was increased by five low-grade spirit stones.

Of course, the difficulty has also increased a lot.

"continue!"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up slightly, and after a slight adjustment, he entered the matching mode again.

The unique golden winning streak prompt was put back on the top of the stone tablet, with one hundred and one consecutive wins replacing one hundred.

When ten conspicuous golden light prompts were refreshed on everyone's panel, the monks on the sword-discussing arena realized that Lin Mo had started the challenge again.

"What? Lin Mo is starting to brush up on the sword arena again so soon?"

"You just won a hundred consecutive kills yesterday, and you're doing it again today. Are you trying to get a higher winning streak?"

"It's possible. Lin Mo is trying to push himself to his limits!"

"Challenge 200 wins? Hiss~! I want to go and see!"

"Let's go!"

"..."

Then more and more audience members began to crowd into the room.

The number of spectators in the auditorium, which had no limit on the number of people, gradually increased rapidly from one to two hundred.

Three hundred, four hundred, five hundred...

Soon, the number of online viewers exceeded one thousand and continued to rise at a visible rate.

It's not just the disciples of Qingshan Sect, and it's not even just the menial disciples and outer disciples.

After seeing the golden prompts that they had not seen for a long time, many inner disciples of the Taoist temple became interested and followed suit.

Lin Mo was unaware of this because he was currently concentrating entirely on his opponent.

Just as the audience had seen before, even though Fu Fengyu seemed to be easily defeated in the first match, it actually took him a full quarter of an hour to "leave with hatred".

Later, Huo Feiluan and her opponent in the third game took longer and longer with each match.

"Swish, swish, swish! Whoosh, swish, swish! Whoosh, swish, swish..."

Continuous fire bombs drew graceful arcs in the air and landed accurately around the opponent.

Mixed in there are a large number of "fake fire bombs", all so that the one or two real "fire bombs" can accurately hit the opponent.

For this, Lin Mo had to concentrate fully.

The Six Roots of Heavenly Water continuously circulates in his body, enhancing his five senses and one consciousness. Only in this way can he control more "virtual fire bombs".

Of course, he could also feel that his improvement was obvious.

Whether it is the fire control skills or the five senses and one consciousness nurtured by the natural water, they are all evolving at an unexpected speed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three more bursts of real fire bombs landed on the opponent.

"what!!"

The opponent cried out in pain as several parts of his body were hit by the exploding fire bombs again, but he still narrowly avoided the most deadly fireball.

"I won't lose yet!"

He roared at Lin Mo: "Come again, I don't believe that your true energy will never run out!"

The audience in the stands looked at his broken left leg and the large area of ​​his chest that was burned, and twitched their lips expressionlessly: No, you will lose. His defeat was already determined, it was only a matter of time.

About half an hour later...

[Ring winner: Qingshan Zonglin Mo, points: +20]

[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Sect Lin Mo for winning 30 consecutive games. Reward: low-grade spirit stones.]

[Ding! Liangyu Ranking changes, Lin Mo's ranking increases: 855→840]

This time it took a quarter of an hour longer than last time. The opponent was clearly already at a disadvantage in the midfield and unable to reverse the defeat, but he still managed to delay Lin Mo for another half of the time.

"Hoo~!"

Lin Mo let out a long breath, and the true energy in his body was almost on the verge of "bankruptcy".

If the opponent was not dead yet, he might have rushed up with the Taoist sword in hand.

"No, there are too many virtual fire bombs. We need to continue to improve their utilization and accuracy!"

He briefly reviewed the battle in his mind, then pulled out a substitute talisman and slapped it on himself.

"Shh!"

The talisman glowed faintly on the surface, and the true energy in the body was instantly replenished.

"Come again, come again!"

Lin Mo's mind moved, and the panel entered the matching state again.

Soon, a new round of opponents appeared in a corner of the ring.

The audience in the stands also started talking about Lin Mo's "gossip" at the beginning, and gradually became immersed in Lin Mo's game.

"Tsk, is this really a newcomer at the foundation building stage? I feel like I've been living like a dog for the past few years. How come his fire technique is so sophisticated!"

"I feel that the control of the fire mage is secondary. The most exaggerated thing is Lin Mo's reaction speed. I thought that Sun Cheng's Flowing Cloud Blade was a sure hit, but he avoided it easily. It's really scary."

"Indeed, this reaction is almost comparable to that of a physical cultivator in close combat, right?"

"As expected of a genius who has won a hundred consecutive victories, he has really controlled the rhythm of the battle very well."

"It's the 103rd consecutive win now. No, it will soon be the 104th consecutive win."

"I don't know what his winning streak limit is. Is his goal to win 200 games in a row?"

"I admit he's very strong, but 200 consecutive wins is ridiculous. Let alone 200 consecutive wins, even 120 consecutive wins is hard to achieve."

"I remember the last Qinzhou cultivator who won 114 consecutive victories was the Immortal Ranking No. in the Daoist Academy two years ago. He was known as the most talented pure sword cultivator in the Daoist Academy in the past ten years, but he only won consecutive victories."

"Honestly speaking, if Chu Wange hadn't deliberately lost to Lin Mo yesterday, I think Chu Wange would have had a chance to break this record."

"That's right! It's said that this year's Immortal Ranking has the highest gold content in the past ten years. Chu Wange definitely had a chance, but it's a pity that she 'gave in for love'."

"It's nothing to regret. I think Lin Mo's method may not mean he has no chance."

"..."

As Lin Mo's battle was in full swing, more and more spectators gathered around.

One thousand and eleven, one thousand and twelve, one thousand and thirteen...it soon broke through two thousand and was heading straight for the three thousand mark.

In terms of the number of spectators, it has exceeded the last battle between Lin Mo and Chu Wange yesterday.

And Lin Mo did not disappoint the spectators who came. The brilliant three-colored strange fire kept streaking across the air above the arena like meteors.

Bursts of three-colored flames exploded continuously in the air and spread out like fireworks.

Under the suppression of his powerful firepower, the opponents could only run away and be forced to dodge.

From time to time, a painful cry was heard in the field, but it was not from Lin Mo, but from the opponent.

The audience in the stands applauded and cheered from time to time.

"Wonderful!"

"Beautiful! So accurate!"

"So strong, Senior Brother Lin Mo!"

"..."

There was endless praise, and even though Lin Mo, who was fighting, couldn't hear it, it didn't stop the audience from getting excited.

If Lin Mo's opponents were weak, they would naturally not be able to arouse such cheers.

The key point is that these opponents are all geniuses on the Liangyu List.

Both in terms of talent and means, they are much stronger than ordinary disciples.

Even so, these people were firmly suppressed by Lin Mo's fire method, which started from zero frame but gradually became more refined.

The most important thing is, don’t look at Lin Mo’s suppression from beginning to end.

Some viewers with good eyesight and ability can see that Lin Mo’s shortcoming is his true energy value.

Once he loses this first-hand suppression, or the rhythm of suppression is interrupted in the middle, he will face a fierce counterattack from his opponent.

Most of his opponents were in the middle stage of foundation building, whose cultivation was two or three levels higher than his. Their spell proficiency and damage were not low, and their counterattacks were definitely swift and powerful.

It can be said that as long as Lin Mo loses his suppressive power, he will be in a great disadvantage and eventually defeated by his opponent.

However, due to his low level of cultivation and little true energy, his first-hand control was like walking on a tightrope on a cliff. If he was not careful, he would fall into the abyss and lose his advantage.

"This kid is really using the sword arena to 'sharpen his sword'!"

"Yes, I can feel that every game he plays is better than the previous one."

"..."

There were many inner sect Jindan masters in the stands, watching Lin Mo's fighting performance, and couldn't help but praise him.

At the same time, they also noticed that each of Lin Mo's opponents was stronger than the previous one.

The ranking on the Liangyu List got higher and higher, slowly climbing from 900th to 800th.

Although these people's cultivation levels are between the fourth and fifth levels of foundation building, their combat power is constantly increasing.

Moreover, most of them are the geniuses on the Immortal List in recent years.

Most of these geniuses practice precious Taoist methods of foundation building. The Taoist foundation they condense is thick and solid, which cannot be compared with that of ordinary disciples.

"It's hard to fight, too hard to fight!"

A disciple shook his head and said, "If it were me, I would have probably been defeated."

"Haha, if you can do that, it won't be you standing in the audience with us watching Lin Mo, but we will be standing in the audience watching you!"

“Tsk, Lin Mo is strong, but his match quality is definitely not as good as Chu Wange, who entered the top 500 of the Liangyu Ranking before he even won 100 games in a row.”

"You can't say that. Chu Wange is a pure swordsman known for his killing power. He has advantages in arena battles that other professional cultivators can't match."

"Yes, to be honest, the quality of these opponents is not low. They are all masters on the Liangyu Ranking."

"Hehe, before you comment on others, take a look at yourself first."

"..."

As Lin Mo won more games, more and more people came to the stands to support him.

It’s definitely not just because he is handsome, but his strength conquered the audience.

The voices of those who questioned him, such as the pretty boy and the scumbag, gradually became weaker and fewer...

It was not until the golden prompt of the tenth consecutive victory in the sword-fighting arena was announced that the audience burst into warm applause.

"Brother Lin Mo is awesome!!!"

"Wuhu, Lin Mo, I love you."

"This is incredible! Qingshan Sect has produced another young talent."

"..."

[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Sect Lin Mo for winning 30 consecutive games. Reward: low-grade spirit stones.]

[Ding! Liangyu Ranking changes, Lin Mo's ranking increases: 712→698]

Lin Mo looked at the prompts on the panel, took a deep breath, and slowly woke up from the immersive battle. Then he heard bursts of cheers. He raised his head and looked towards the audience seats and was startled.

"so many people!"

Before he could react, a new announcement came to his ears:

[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Sect's Chu Wange for winning his 31st consecutive victory. ]

[Ding! Changes in the Liangyu Ranking, Chu Wange's ranking increased: 412 → 399]

The purple prompt was broadcast five times in a row, right after the gold prompt.

Although the color was a little dull, it was noticed by almost everyone.

Lin Mo was naturally the same: "This guy is still as fast as ever..."

(End of this chapter)