After Liu Canyang and Su Mo fought for more than a thousand moves, their aura became weaker and weaker.
Liu Canyang was originally very thin, but now he has lost weight again, and he is simply thin.
A half of the qi and blood in his body had passed away.
Liu Canyang was secretly anxious, and sweat had already oozed out of his head.
He knew that if he could not kill Su Mo as soon as possible, he would undoubtedly lose after a long time!
"Sky Snake Sword Technique!"
Liu Canyang shouted violently, and the attack became even more fierce. He took his life with his moves, and his long sword flashed, attacking Su Mo wildly.
"Haha! Are you crazy?"
Su Mo sneered, but he didn't fight with the other party head-on. He used his body skills to the extreme, and he was full of afterimages and dodged everywhere.
Now the other party's true qi and blood have been swallowed up by him. The other party is getting weaker and weaker, and he has the upper hand.
In this case, only a fool will fight him.
As long as he relies on his body speed and entangles with the other party for a while, there will be no suspense in his victory.
By then, Liu Canyang's true energy will be exhausted and his blood will dry up. He will not become the fish on the sticky board and let him slaughter it.
Swallowing!
Liu Canyang's attack was extremely fierce, and his long sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out his core, which was tricky and cruel, but obviously lacked the momentum and his speed began to decline.
Su Mo stepped on mysterious feet, his body kept flashing, avoiding the opponent's attack. He was like a breeze, extremely ethereal and difficult to find.
"Whale swallows snakes!"
The long sword in Liu Canyang's hand stirred rapidly, forming a huge circle, like a python opening its bloody mouth and biting Su Mo in one bite.
Swish!
Su Mo retreated rapidly and quickly distanced himself from the other party.
But Liu Canyang's actions followed, stunned Su Mo.
Liu Canyang forced Su Mo to retreat with one move, and his body turned sharply, and quickly flew out of the battle stage.
Liu Canyang was extremely fast and flew away from the battlefield in the blink of an eye and rushed to the exit of the seventh district.
“Mad…!”
Su Mo couldn't help but curse.
Liu Canyang is going to run away!
Su Mo didn't expect that Liu Canyang would suddenly escape. Now he just wants to chase him, and it's too late!
There was also an uproar on the viewing stage!
Liu Canyang actually escaped from the ring and ran away?
Liu Canyang, a demon swordsman with the eighth level of the Lingwu Realm, was still defeated in the face of Su Mo and decided to escape!
On the ring, Su Mo sighed inwardly. He did not chase after him. If the other party escaped, he would run away! If he had the chance in the future, he would kill this person again.
Since the battle was over, Su Mo was not ready to continue fighting, so he looked at the manager of the management station and said, "I have consumed too much and I am powerless to fight again, so let's stop here!"
As Su Mo finished speaking, the surroundings became clamor.
"Su Mo's record has finally been frozen!"
"Yes! One hundred and fifty-one games have broken the record of these two hundred years, and it only takes two games to catch up with the highest record in history!"
"I thought he was going to continue fighting!"
"He has reached his limit. After fighting so many games, he is no longer able to fight again!"
There were a lot of discussion in the stands, everyone was staring at the tall boy on the battlefield.
Su Mo, everyone's attention!
On the management stage, several officials were relieved when they heard Su Mo's words. They were really afraid that Su Mo would continue to fight.
However, when the thought of Su Mo's record and the rewards that the fighter would give, the faces of several managers kept twitching.
"Your record is 151!"
One of the managers stood up, pondered for a moment, and continued: "As for your reward..."
The manager suddenly stopped talking because the number was so terrifying that he couldn't say it for a moment.
Not to mention the rewards for the first 100 games, it is just the last fifty-one games, with the superposition of 500 low-grade spirit stones in each game. In the end, Su Mo won every game, more than 20,000 low-grade spirit stones!
Dozens of scenes add up to be an astronomical figure.
“What is the reward?”
Su Mo asked.
Su Mo didn't make any detailed calculations for how many rewards there were, anyway, he must have a lot of them.
At this moment, a breath of mountains and mountains surged in the void, and a gray-haired old man came to the air.
The person who came was not someone else, but the elder in the martial arts arena of the four seas!
Elder Yuan flew over the seventh zone and stood in the air.
"My friend, you won 151 games in a row. Remove the first fifty rewards you have paid before. The remaining rewards are totaled - 681,375 low-grade spirit stones!"
Elder Yuan said in a low voice.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!!!
As soon as Elder Yuan's words fell, the entire seventh area suddenly sounded like a sound of gasping in the smoke.
Even if everyone is mentally prepared, even if everyone knows that they win 151 games in a row, the reward will be extremely terrifying.
But when many people heard this exact number, they stood there and their minds were buzzing.
Many people suddenly showed a look of greed in their eyes.
This is 680,000 low-grade spirit stones! It is not 680,000 taels of gold!
Not to mention that all the people present are Lingwu realm warriors, even the True Spirit realm warriors will probably be crazy.
On the battle stage, Su Mo was also stunned for a moment! A storm wave was stirred in his heart!
Sixty-eighty-one,375 low-grade spirit stones?
If he had so many spirit stones, wouldn’t his cultivation speed soar like a rocket?
Whether it is the level of martial soul or cultivation level, it will soar in a short period of time.
Moreover, with so many spirit stones, even if Su Mo needs to improve his cultivation several times that of others, it is enough to support him to cultivate to the True Spirit Realm!
Su Mo's body was too excited and couldn't help but tremble.
Elder Yuan sighed, stared at Su Mo, and said, "However, with such a large spiritual stone, I can't take it out on the spot now. Let's do this. In three days, you come to the martial arts arena and look for me directly, and I will reward you again!"
What Elder Yuan said is the truth. More than 680,000 low-grade spirit stones are equivalent to a year's income in the martial arts arena. He is indeed unable to take them out on the spot now!
He needs three days to prepare.
"Wait for three days?"
Su Mo frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll come again in three days!"
Since the other party wants to give it to him in three days, Su Mo has no choice.
After all, compared with the martial arts arena, he is the weaker side and can only obey the other side's arrangements.
However, Su Mo didn't care. As long as the other party was willing to pay the spirit stone, it would be okay to have a few days later!
"Um!"
Elder Yuan slightly turned his head and signaled to a manager.
The manager took out a jade token from his body and stepped forward and handed it to Su Mo.
A set of numbers is engraved on the jade token - 151.
This is a proof of Sumo's record.
After explaining clearly, Elder Yuan stopped talking and turned around and left in a miserable way.
call!
Su Mo put away the jade token, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked slowly off the battlefield.
At this time, Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan also walked out of the stands and quickly walked towards Su Mo.
"Su Mo, let's go!"
When he came to Su Mo, Luo Qianfan said with a serious expression.
"Um!"
Su Mo nodded without saying much.
Immediately, the three of them did not stay at all and left the Four Seas Martial Arts Arena together.
In the stands, many people looked at Su Mo's back with their eyes flashing.
Chapter completed!