infodatos Chapter 60 The Roar of the Demonic Dragon
Chapter 60 The Roar of the Demonic Dragon
[Go check it out! Chen Zheng from the Rune system is challenging the Newcomer Ranking and has achieved a 15-game winning streak. Address: XXX]
On the school's online forum, a post attracted a lot of attention.
After posting the message, Jiang Mo kept his achievements hidden and continued to watch Chen Zheng's battle in the challenge room.
[Challenge won, ranked 3521, currently on a 17-game winning streak]
[Challenge won, ranked 3449th, currently on an 18-game winning streak]
[Challenge won, ranking 3105, currently on a 21-game winning streak...]
"Holy crap, 21 consecutive wins, and all of them were instant kills. This guy is going to become a legend tonight."
"How can he be so strong in combat?"
"It's really strange. Just a week ago he was a level four martial artist. Even if he has suddenly realized something and entered level nine in the past few days, his body refinement foundation should not be high."
"I saw a post saying he mastered a top-tier combat technique and reached its pinnacle. Could that be the reason?"
"Top-tier combat techniques are very powerful, but even the strongest have their limits. He is only at the ninth level of body refinement, so he cannot unleash the full power of top-tier combat techniques."
"Could it be that he gained some special insights during those two moments of enlightenment, such as the power of intent?"
The number of people in the matched room has increased to more than 500, and the barrage of comments is like a waterfall.
In the dormitory, Jiang Mo, who was anonymously posting comments and making posts, kept creating conflicting topics and his smile grew brighter and brighter.
Meanwhile, on the Jiangzhou campus network, a red message floated across the top: "[In the Freshman Power Ranking Challenge, currently boasting a 21-game winning streak!]"
"Twenty-one consecutive wins!"
"Holy crap, who's that awesome?"
The number of people in the challenge room surged immediately, quickly exceeding two thousand.
As the challenger, Chen Zheng cannot see the information in the challenge room, including the comments. He stands with his knife, waiting for the next challenger to appear.
The match took about five minutes before a figure appeared.
"It's Cheng Feng from our Materials Science Department."
Upon seeing the young man wielding a long sword on the stage, the live chat immediately erupted in excitement.
"This Cheng Feng is also at level nine, with six stages of flesh and tendon refining and four stages of skin refining. I heard he has also cultivated top-level combat techniques, so he is very strong."
"It seems Chen Zheng won't be able to instantly kill his opponent this time."
"The winning streak might end."
"Nonsense! Chen Zheng's combat strength is stronger than you think. I'm also level nine, and I was killed in one strike just like him. I bet Cheng Feng won't last three moves."
While the spectators were engaged in heated discussion, Chen Zheng was somewhat surprised by the opponent's information that appeared before him on the arena: [Cheng Feng, Level 9 Martial Artist, Current Ranking 3009]
He thought he would be matched with Jiang Wu this time, but he didn't expect to be matched with Cheng Feng, who ranked third in the trial event.
Cheng Feng held a straight sword resembling a Tang dynasty sword in his hand and slowly said, "Chen Zheng, I accepted the challenge the moment I received the matchmaking information."
"If I defeat you, I will be the number one liberal arts student."
Uh... the top liberal arts student, isn't he still a liberal arts student? Chen Zheng thought to himself, but on the surface, he remained calm and waited quietly for the countdown to end.
3, 2, 1...
Boom! Chen Zheng's blood and qi erupted, the arena beneath his feet trembled, and with the force of the recoil, his figure instantly appeared in front of Cheng Feng.
Mountain Collapse!
The 1.4-meter-long Mo Dao slashed horizontally, its speed so great that it almost became a black streak, tearing through the air and emitting a piercing shriek that startled Cheng Feng!
So fast!
At this moment, Cheng Feng only had time to circulate his qi and blood, grip the sword with both hands, and use the top-level sword technique he had cultivated to defend against the Hengjiang Broken Lock!
clang!
Sparks flew everywhere. Cheng Feng felt a terrifying shock burst forth, mixed with the force of collapse. His upper body went numb instantly, and he was thrown backward.
Oh no! The moment the door was wide open, Cheng Feng knew he was in trouble. His last glimpse was a sharp flash of light.
Boom! Cheng Feng exploded into countless specks of light.
"I was actually killed instantly!" In the dormitory, Cheng Feng, who had just been eliminated from the virtual world by death, still looked stunned.
He, a top-tier combat expert with six levels of flesh and tendon refining and four levels of skin refining, was actually killed instantly by a liberal arts student of the same level!
At this moment, not only Cheng Feng was unable to accept it, but many of the students watching the game were also a little confused.
On the arena, Chen Zheng, having defeated his opponent, stood with his sword sheathed, savoring the feeling of that strike.
As one of the core moves of the first level of the Wuwang Blade Manual, Bengyue appears to be just a single strike containing explosive force, but in reality it contains five variations and agile footwork.
Just like the moment they clashed, the explosive force contained in the blade opened Cheng Feng's defenses, and Chen Zheng followed the blade's movement, taking a step forward and killing him with a single strike.
This subtle sense of combat is completely different from the straightforward combat with mutated creatures.
[Challenge won, ranked 3009th, currently on a 22-game winning streak]
[The next challenge will be ranked between 2908 and 3008. All players within the top 3000 are at the Qi and Blood Realm. Do you wish to continue?]
Chen Zheng calmly said, "Continue."
"Matching in progress!"
"Twenty-two consecutive wins, ranked 3009th, that's impressive. Wait, judging from his appearance, he's going to continue challenging."
Upon seeing the notification that the challenge room would be rematched, the more than 3,000 viewers in the live stream instantly went wild.
"He actually wants to challenge them? All three thousand are martial arts students, the weakest of whom is level thirteen. How can he, a level nine martial artist, possibly fight them?"
"A level nine body refinement martial artist challenging a level thirteen Qi and Blood Realm expert, awesome."
"He probably wants to match Jiang Wu, who is ranked 3001st, and get the title of the real number one martial arts student among liberal arts students."
Back in the dorm, Jiang Mo was also shocked: "Damn, Chen Zheng, stop playing! Your 22-game winning streak is already generating a lot of buzz."
"It would be troublesome if we encountered someone from the martial arts department. Even if we lost, we would still be the top liberal arts student, but the prestige we would have would be a level lower."
Li Tang remained calm: "Alright Jiang Mo, it's no use shouting. The challenge room is shielded from outside information, he can't hear you."
"What a pity," Jiang Mo sighed.
He also said that he wanted to take advantage of the buzz surrounding Chen Zheng's challenge tonight to try and sell more rune tips.
The match took about ten minutes, and just as many spectators were getting impatient, a young man wearing a short-sleeved shirt appeared on the ring.
Basic information emerges, visible to both the audience and Chen Zheng.
[Zhang Zuo, a freshman in the Martial Arts Combat Department, currently ranked 2975, at level 13, with the combat technique "Sky-Splitting Sword Qi".]
The entire challenge room fell silent instantly.
"Holy crap, I've actually been matched with a martial arts user at the second level."
"Haha, Chen Zheng is in trouble now. He's run into a Qi and Blood Master who also cultivates top-tier combat techniques."
"This time it was his turn to be instantly defeated by someone else."
The challenge room was instantly flooded with hundreds of comments, most of which were gloating, some offered objective analysis, and only a few were optimistic about Chen Zheng.
Xu Hui: "Go for it, Chen Zheng, you can definitely win."
Zhang Zuo, holding a long sword, looked at Chen Zheng in the distance with a playful smile: "I've seen your name frequently on the school website these past few days. Level nine martial artist, consecutive enlightenments."
Zhang Zuo's tone revealed a hint of disgust, or rather, jealousy.
Compared to Chen Zheng, who has become famous in the past few days, Zhang Zuo, who is ranked at the bottom of the martial arts department, has received almost no attention.
This feeling of being "ignored" was a stark contrast to the feeling of being called a genius wherever he went in high school, which made him feel very depressed.
Zhang Zuo raised his longsword: "Today, let me see how strong you are, the top liberal arts student. I hope you can withstand three of my sword strikes."
"Is that so!" Chen Zheng said calmly. It's just a level 13 Qi and Blood Realm. We'll only know who wins and who loses after the fight.
On the way back, Chen Zheng asked Chen Ye and learned that the upper limit of body refinement for martial arts students at the bottom of the martial arts department was not high, and they were basically below the sixth level.
Even if Zhang Zuo's body-refining technique reaches all six stages, his basic punching power before breaking through is only 1,800 kilograms.
The fact that he is at level thirteen means that he has not yet entered the Refining Realm. Even if we calculate his base fist strength as the sixth level of Bone Refining, it would only be a little over 2,300 after the amplification, which is about the same as his current level.
As for top-tier combat tactics, the opponent is ranked at the bottom of the 3,000 combat power list, so there's a high probability that they've only reached a minor level.
Therefore, the opponent's only advantage is the tangible amplification of their Qi and Blood power.
In just a moment, Chen Zheng completed the basic data analysis for both sides, and at that moment the countdown reached zero.
Tear!
The sound of air being torn apart rang out. Zhang Zuo made the first move, his figure flashing across ten meters, and the long sword in his hand transformed into a sky full of sword light, enveloping Chen Zheng.
Each of these sword lights was incredibly sharp and powerful.
"Such fast movement!"
Chen Zheng's gaze sharpened, and instead of retreating, he advanced, his Mo Dao sweeping across and shattering the sword light that filled the sky, colliding fiercely with the longsword infused with his blood and qi.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Sparks flew everywhere.
The swords were so fast they were almost invisible to the naked eye, and each collision created a transparent shockwave.
"Chen Zheng wasn't instantly killed, and he even blocked the attack!"
Countless comments flooded the challenge room.
Zhang Zuo's pupils shrank slightly on the arena, his eyes showing surprise. His sword aura, enhanced by his blood and qi, was heavy and powerful, yet it failed to suppress Chen Zheng, who was at the ninth level.
He even felt that the other party's pure power was stronger than his own.
"No, I'm at the Qi and Blood Realm. If I can't defeat him within ten moves, it would be shameful even if I won."
Zhang Zuo's internal energy surged, and with a tremor of his longsword, he forced Chen Zheng back, his figure retreating more than ten meters away, assuming a sword-drawing stance.
"Your strength is indeed quite impressive, but that's enough!"
hum!
The longsword in Zhang Zuo's hand trembled, and a layer of red blood light appeared on the blade, gathering at the tip and radiating a dangerous sharpness.