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Chapter 178 The magical effect of the Six Roots of Heavenly Water! The little shock brought by Lin Mo! (Subscribe)

"It must be an illusion! The fight lasted about an hour, and by the end his energy was almost exhausted. It was obviously very difficult!"

An audience member commented like this.

However, three quarters of an hour later...

[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Zonglinmo for winning 118 consecutive games...]

[Ding! Liangyu Ranking changes, Lin Mo's ranking increases: 598→592]

……

Audiences:"……"

After a while, someone said weakly, "Okay, it doesn't seem to be an illusion, right? It only took more than forty minutes!"

"Hiss~! Really? How did he do that? It feels like he's gotten stronger again!"

"My spells have become more sophisticated? But the damage seems to be no different from yesterday."

"No, it seems that his utilization rate of fire magic has improved. Didn't you notice? His hit rate today is higher than yesterday."

"..."

The audience talked a lot and expressed their opinions.

Of course, there are also many people who are still pessimistic and think that Lin Mo won’t be able to last many more games.

It was not until the evening, when the golden winning streak notification of the last game was refreshed in front of everyone, that these doubtful voices gradually disappeared:
[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Zonglinmo for winning 126 consecutive games...]

[Ding! Liangyu Ranking changes, Lin Mo's ranking increases: 550→545]

Lin Mo, who originally thought that his winning streak would end today, miraculously held on.

Moreover, he had just won 6 consecutive games yesterday, but today he won 10 consecutive games, directly breaking the 120-game winning streak.

But no matter how the audience discusses it, Lin Mo is not in the mood to care about it now.

His mind was full of spirit stones. When he saw the 30 low-grade spirit stones that had arrived in his account, he calculated them silently in his heart.

"Another 300 low-grade spirit stones have arrived. With the profits from yesterday and the day before yesterday, I now have more than 800 low-grade spirit stones. There are only three days left until the final payment is settled..."

After roughly calculating the bill, Lin Mo clenched his palms slightly.

Even though we have more wins today than yesterday, today’s ten-game winning streak was not easy.

The first few games were pretty good, and Lin Mo won faster than yesterday.

But the intensity of his opponents in the last two or three games increased significantly, and it was more difficult for him to win, which was not much easier than yesterday.

He is improving, and the strength of his opponents is also improving.

Lin Mo is now like walking on a tightrope on top of a cliff. If he is not careful, he will fall down and end his hard-earned winning streak.

The road ahead is long and arduous, and he will continue to work hard.

"Hold on!"

Lin Mo secretly encouraged himself, and after walking out, he ran into Chu Wange, who had a depressed look on his face, at the exit of the sword-fighting arena.

Before he could finish, Chu Wange said in a frustrated tone, "Lin Mo, we can't win a hundred games in a row."

Lin Mo was shocked: "The winning streak is over?"

Although Chu Wange's opponents are stronger than the last, and he feels that there is a risk of defeat at any time, this news is still quite sudden.

The next second, Chu Wange shook his head and said, "There is no end."

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and then he heard the other party continue to say: "But it can't match."

After listening to Chu Wange's explanation, Lin Mo realized that after Chu Wange won 28 games in a row yesterday, he entered the last level of the sword arena: [Rising Star], or rookie for short.

I thought I could continue to make great progress, but today the matching time increased significantly.

Throughout the whole day, I only played less than five matches. At the end, the system even prompted that "unable to find a suitable opponent at the moment", and then the match was directly interrupted.

"Can this still happen?"

Lin Mo pondered.

You should know that the Sword Fighting Arena is open all day long and never stops. Qinzhou disciples can enter and fight at any time.

It’s just that there are fewer people matching at night, so the matching time will be increased, but it’s the first time he heard that matching is not possible in the Sword Fighting Arena.

Chu Wange looked a little depressed, and Lin Mo comforted her:

"Forget it. I don't expect you to make money in the short term anyway."

Chu Wange frowned for a while and said, "Does that mean we won't be able to eat roast chicken for a while?"

So you are depressed about this!
Lin Mo's mouth twitched and he complained in his heart.

"Don't forget that you still owe a large amount of spiritual stones, and now I am the one who is paying for you."

He said angrily: "You still want to eat roast chicken, but now you can't even eat the chicken butt!"

Chu Wange said seriously: "If you give me more 'interest', can I have roast chicken?"

Lin Mo: “…”

……

……

"Can't match?"

When Lin Mo and his companion returned to the cave in the evening, they naturally met the bald senior brother who was waiting at the door on time.

He immediately told the story about Chu Wange on the sword-discussing arena, and the bald senior brother also showed a somewhat surprised expression.

"Junior Sister Chu's rank is..."

"The rookie section arrived yesterday." Lin Mo replied.

"That is to say, Junior Sister Chu has leaped over two levels at the first level of foundation building, reaching the level of a rookie that only cultivators in the late stage of foundation building can reach..."

The bald senior brother was secretly shocked.

His teacher had told him before that this new pure swordsman in the Sword Academy might be the most talented in Qingshan Sect in the past hundred years, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, it would be strange if a pure swordsman was not strong. There's nothing strange about being strong.

However, he was so powerful that even the sword arena couldn't match him properly...

This was the first time he heard of it.

The bald senior brother thought for a moment and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, the sword arena should also have its own 'match protection mechanism', for example:

"Junior Sister Chu's cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building, so she will not be matched with an opponent in the late stage of foundation building, because that would no longer be in line with the original intention of the sword arena.

“And her winning streak has indeed reached a limit, so the number of opponents who can meet Junior Sister Chu’s matching requirements has become very small.

“That’s why there’s no match.”

Hearing his guess, Lin Mo suddenly realized and said, "That is to say, unless Chu Wange's cultivation level is raised to the middle stage of foundation building, there will be no way to match him?"

The bald elder brother said:
"Not entirely. Qinzhou is vast and rich in resources, and it is home to many talented people. There must be an opponent who meets Junior Sister Chu's matching requirements."

"But if Junior Sister Chu's matching time doesn't match these people, then naturally it would be a waste of time to wait on the sword arena."

To put it simply, Chu Wange is currently too strong and it is difficult to find an opponent.

"Wouldn't it be possible for me to face this situation as well?"

Lin Mo suddenly reacted.

The bald senior brother smiled and said:
"Of course, but we should wait until Junior Brother Lin reaches the [Rookie] level like Junior Sister Chu."

Lin Mo's current rank is [Nobody (580 points)], and he still needs 24 consecutive wins to reach the rookie rank.

Moreover, every game he plays now is very difficult, and he may not be able to successfully reach the rookie stage while maintaining a winning streak. After seeing Lin Mo's expression, the bald senior brother guessed what he was thinking and said with a smile:

“So, Junior Brother Lin, if you want to catch up with Junior Sister Chu, you have to keep working hard!”

The main thing is that the winning streak is broken, and the rewards are also broken... Lin Mo thought to himself, and then bowed:

"Please continue to teach me, Senior Brother!"

The bald senior brother nodded:

"Don't worry. Although refining the medicinal liquid belongs to the steps of alchemy, it is a skill of controlling the Dao fire after all. It can also greatly improve the actual combat power of the cultivator."

"And this is even more true for Junior Brother Lin Mo."

Ordinary alchemy practitioners are not like Lin Mo. Even if they are good at controlling fire, they can only use fire spells more skillfully.

Lin Mo's [Lihuo Divine Power] is essentially a magical power to control fire, and it also carries the damage of a lower-grade spell.

For him, the better he gets at controlling fire, the more obvious the improvement in his combat power will be.

"Okay, Junior Brother Lin, you can continue. Today... well, let's extract five more spiritual herbs than yesterday."

After hearing what the bald senior brother said, Lin Mo's already pale face turned even paler.

Obviously, this is another night of hard work.

He gritted his teeth, did not ask for a reduction in the amount of refining, and took a deep breath.

"Six Roots of Heavenly Water!"

The next second, the heavenly water in his body began to mobilize, and his five senses and one consciousness were greatly enhanced.

The bald senior brother narrowed his eyes slightly. He had already noticed yesterday the strong water-based aura of Lin Mo and his unreasonable learning efficiency.

Every time he demonstrated his fire control skills, the water-based rhythm was very obvious, and Lin Mo's learning efficiency was also exaggerated.

Even if the disciples in the Alchemy Academy have a high level of comprehension and understand the process early on, they still need a lot of practice before they can apply it successfully.

But Lin Mo usually only needs two or three times to be able to master the basic application.

The speed was so fast that even he, the head of the Alchemy Academy, was secretly shocked.

When teaching the other party how to control fire, Lin Mo's ability to learn the new method was like that of an ordinary Alchemy Academy disciple. It was obvious that he encountered an opportunity while going out for training...

Of course, the bald senior brother did not ask about Lin Mo's opportunity.

Lin Mo now has Tianshui, like a sponge, madly absorbing all nutrients.

Chu Wange is indeed extremely talented, but to him, isn't Lin Mo equally amazing! ?

Not only did he learn the fire-control technique once, but he could also apply it to other situations, which gave him constant surprises.

"Very good. It's been a long time since I met such a smart 'disciple'. I want to see how much of my skills you can absorb!"

The bald senior brother felt a little excited, and suddenly felt that the long-dormant "teacher's heart" was awakening...

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……

The next three days were dark and gloomy for Lin Mo, and also a small shock to the disciples of Qingshan Sect and even the entire Qinzhou Taoist Academy.

For several consecutive days, the Sword Arena was refreshed with "golden rain" one after another from 8 am to 8 pm.

All the disciples who enter the sword-discussing arena during this period of time will be repeatedly bombarded with the name "Lin Mo".

If there is a winning streak, the screen will be refreshed ten times, completely occupying an entire row of information.

It was like a golden rain made up of data, constantly blinding the disciples' eyes.

Whether one knew Lin Mo before or not, everyone now knew that Qingshan Sect had produced a genius who was scoring like crazy on the sword-fighting arena and constantly breaking various records.

The discussion about Lin Mo also gradually expanded from the Qingshan Sect's forum to the forums of other Taoist academies.

Many of the former team leaders of Wudao Cliff, and even the geniuses of the Immortal List in the same period, all paid attention to this long-lost name and started discussing it on Lingyu Network.

"Lin Mo, this is my buddy! Don't believe me? Here's a photo! PS: I'm also looking for a CP. I'm 1.85 meters tall and have a physical fitness level..."

———ID: A big dragon.

"Brother Lin is indeed a role model for my generation. He was so talented when he was at Wudao Cliff. I didn't expect to hear news about him again so soon."

———ID: I am Chaochaochaochao.

"Congratulations to Brother Lin for winning 134 consecutive games! No, it should be 135 consecutive games now, so impressive..."

———ID: The Fire Phoenix has no huang.

"Haha, it's not bad. It's worth my advice."

———ID: Yubuliuxing (Signature: A house full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests, a sword freezes Qin Jiuzhou)

……

"This little guy has won 140 games in a row?"

Yan Nanfeng narrowed his eyes and looked at the screenshot of Lin Mo's victory posted on the forum.

"Just won 141 games."

Feng Geng next to him corrected.

Yan Nanfeng asked curiously, "How many consecutive wins did you have back then?"

"130 games..."

Feng Geng had a complicated expression.

Who could have thought that the "burden" that both Qingshan Sect and Wendao Academy were unwilling to take over would achieve such an achievement in a short period of time after ascending to the Lingxu Realm.

"Have you seen him fight? Is the flooding serious?"

Yan Nanfeng asked.

Before Lin Mo's 100th consecutive victory, the opponents he was matched with were somewhat "watered down", and it was only in the last few games that things got a little better.

Feng Geng shook his head and said:
"No need to look at it. At this stage, there is no possibility of water injection."

The reason is very simple. The opponents that Lin Mo can match are definitely the chosen ones on the Liangyu List.

Moreover, as you win more games and your rank score increases, the range and number of people you can match with will gradually decrease.

The original matching range is like a bottle filled with mud and sand, and it is natural that water may be added.

But now the bottle is so full that it is about to overflow. We can only pile things on top of it and cannot pour any more into it, so naturally there is no water in it.

Yan Nanfeng nodded thoughtfully, and then suddenly asked:
"By the way, what is the winning streak record of our Qingshan Sect?"

Feng Geng said: "Two hundred consecutive victories."

Unexpectedly, Yan Nanfeng frowned and asked, "So low?"

Feng Geng: “…Not low anymore.”

Yan Nanfeng waved his hand and said, "I don't mean that 200 consecutive victories are not good, but why do I remember there are more than this number?"

Feng Geng was a little puzzled, but still explained:
"This is the record of the Sword Arena, but the name is hidden, so it should not be from the past fifty years."

The records of the Sword Arena should be correct.

Yan Nanfeng hesitated for a moment, but did not think about it, and said:
"By the way, how is the gambling issue going?"

Feng Geng said: "The Law Enforcement Hall announced the punishment results yesterday. If nothing unexpected happens, when Lin Mo's winning streak comes to an end, we will see them fighting each other on the forum."

Yan Nanfeng waved his hand:

"This is your business, so I won't get involved. However, those youngsters in the main hall have indeed gone too far in recent years. It's time to teach them a lesson."

Feng Geng nodded: "I understand."

(End of this chapter)