Chapter 972 White Wind

Gao Qifeng was extremely shocked at this moment. The opponent's body and strength were even stronger than his own?

Gao Qifeng fell heavily on the ring and spit out a large mouthful of blood again. At this time, Gao Qifeng's right hand was gone, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Is this all your strength?" Jiang Chen said calmly.

Jiang Chen saw the killing intent in Gao Qifeng's eyes just now, so Jiang Chen did not intend to hold back.

So Jiang Chen also used extremely powerful force. The stronger the force used by the opponent, the stronger the force Jiang Chen counterattacked.

If the opponent's force was much weaker, Gao Qifeng's hand would not explode into blood mist.

So all this was Gao Qifeng's own fault.

The stronger the force Jiang Chen took on in that move just now, the more powerful the counterattack would be.

Rather than Jiang Chen destroying Gao Qifeng's hand, it would be better to say that Gao Qifeng destroyed his own hand?

"You...how could your body and strength be so strong?" Gao Qifeng looked at Jiang Chen with fear.

Now he knew how terrible Jiang Chen was.

"Your body and strength are indeed superior to those of the same level, but you are facing me, who is stronger than you. There are always people who are better than you, right?"

"If you admit defeat now, you can go back to heal your wounds earlier. You are not my opponent at all. You wanted to kill me just now, but I didn't kill you, which is already a mercy." Jiang Chen said.

The opponent lost a hand, which is probably more painful than killing him.

Besides, Gao Qifeng also suffered internal injuries, and the next competition will definitely not go smoothly.

"I, Gao Qifeng, admit defeat." Gao Qifeng finally had no choice but to admit defeat.

He thought this game was still a welfare game for him, but in the end, Jiang Chen crippled him with one move.

"Jiang Chen wins." The voice appeared again, and then Jiang Chen and Gao Qifeng were teleported away.

Next, Jiang Chen won three more games and won five consecutive victories.

When Jiang Chen won five consecutive victories, the formation would determine that Jiang Chen was a powerful contestant and would appropriately arrange some powerful people to fight with Jiang Chen.

In the sixth match, Jiang Chen's opponent was a martial emperor level 1 strongman.

The opponent was also a master who had won five consecutive games.

When Jiang Chen saw the opponent, his eyes showed some interest.

"Is there finally a powerful opponent arranged for me in the sixth match?" Jiang Chen thought to himself.

Jiang Chen's opponent Jiao Bao saw that Jiang Chen was only a martial saint level 8 cultivator and thought that he had got these two points again.

"Haha, I didn't expect that in the sixth match, the opponent was still a martial saint level cultivator. It seems that I have good luck." Jiao Bao laughed.

The opponents he met before were all at the martial saint level. Facing him, a martial emperor level 1 master, it was impossible for them to be opponents.

"No, no, you are unlucky to meet me." Jiang Chen said.

"What bad luck? You are a martial saint level 8, I will abuse you like a butcher dog." Jiao Bao sneered.

"Abuse me? Are you sure you have the strength to do so?" Jiang Chen sneered.

"Of course, okay, since you are a martial saint, I will let you make the first move. If I make the first move, you won't even have a chance to make a move. If you make the first move, even if you lose, it's still decent, and you have struggled to some extent." Jiao Bao said confidently.

"Is that so? Then I won't be polite." Jiang Chen said.

"Okay...ah..." Jiao Bao wanted to say something good, but before he finished speaking, he screamed.

"Boom..." The ground shook, and Jiao Bao was stepped on hard by Jiang Chen, smashing a big hole on the ground.

Jiao Bao spit out a mouthful of blood, and was stepped on tightly by Jiang Chen. He couldn't get up. No matter how hard he tried, Jiang Chen's foot on his back would not move.

It turned out that Jiang Chen had just come to the top of him in an instant and stepped on him directly. Before Jiao Bao could react, he was directly pressed to the ground.

Jiao Bao suffered such a heavy impact that his bones were broken by several kilograms. The strong impact also caused him internal injuries.

"You have to work harder. Your struggle is too weak. Haven't you eaten?" Jiang Chen said calmly.

Jiang Chen's words sounded so ironic to Jiao Bao.

He was just laughing at Jiang Chen, but in the blink of an eye, Jiang Chen taught him a lesson.

"You don't have martial ethics and you actually sneak attack? I don't accept it..." Jiao Bao said angrily.

"Haha, what is a sneak attack? You can't even see my movements clearly. Your strength is just like that. If I hadn't shown mercy, your head would have been crushed into pieces by me. How can you still talk to me here?" Jiang Chen sneered.

Jiang Chen's words fell into Jiao Bao's ears, making Jiao Bao ashamed and angry.

Jiang Chen was talking about strength. He couldn't see Jiang Chen's movements clearly just now.

Besides, Jiang Chen can suppress him now, and his strength is far above his.

"I admit defeat." Jiao Bao said helplessly.

When the sound of Jiang Chen's victory came out of the formation, Jiang Chen let the other party go.

"Your name is Jiang Chen, right? I remember you." Jiao Bao glanced at Jiang Chen, and then was teleported out by the formation.

Jiang Chen didn't care about the other party's words, because there were too many people who remembered him.

In the seventh game, Jiang Chen also met a strong man of the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm, and Jiang Chen also defeated him.

Jiang Chen won seven consecutive victories, such a record can be said to be extremely powerful.

In the eighth game, the formation arranged a master of the second level of the Martial Emperor Realm for Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen also won.

In the ninth game, Jiang Chen's opponent was also a master of the second level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Until the tenth match, Jiang Chen's opponent was a Martial Emperor Level 4 strongman.

The opponent was also a powerful genius with nine consecutive wins.

Martial Emperor Level 4, among the geniuses participating in this competition, is a top expert.

"The tenth match actually arranged a Martial Saint Level 8 kid for me?" The Martial Emperor Level 4 strongman on the opposite side frowned after seeing Jiang Chen. He was wondering if the formation had opened a back door for him?

He remembered that in the previous competitions, the higher the opponent's cultivation level and the stronger his strength, the later the match went.

Since the fifth match, his opponent has always been a master of the Martial Emperor level.

This Martial Emperor Level 4 master is called Bai Feng. He is a famous peerless prodigy in the South Region. His swordsmanship is superb and he is called the Wind Sword Emperor.

Because Bai Feng's swordsmanship is very domineering, there is a tendency to destroy all living things.

Like a raging wind, wherever he passes, there is a mess and no life.

Many opponents did not dare to fight Bai Feng before and directly admitted defeat.

In the tenth match, Bai Feng thought he would meet a strong man like him, but who knew that he was actually a cultivator of the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm.

"The opponent in the tenth match is interesting, and his sword intent is very strong." Jiang Chen looked at Bai Feng and said.

Bai Feng frowned when he heard Jiang Chen say this, and said coldly: "Admit defeat, so you don't have to suffer."

"Admit defeat? That's impossible. I want to win ten games in a row. If I admit defeat, it will conflict with my goal." Jiang Chen said.

"Ten consecutive wins? What a joke? You are a cultivator of the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm. Did you win the first nine games? The formation arranged so many weak opponents for you?" Bai Feng was stunned.

A kid of the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm has won nine consecutive victories. Isn't it incredible?

"If I didn't win nine consecutive victories, how could I arrange you as my opponent? You are at the fourth level of the Martial Emperor Realm. I believe you have also won nine consecutive victories, right?" Jiang Chen said lightly.