Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

After regaining his mood, Chen Mo came to the old man. This time Chen Mo restrained his temper and raised his head to look at the old man. The old man's nostrils were upturned, disdain to look at Chen Mo.

"Senior, it is said that everyone in the arena is a natural gambler, I don't know if you are willing to bet with me, as long as I complete a hundred consecutive victories in the arena, you apologize to me."

As soon as these words came out, the old man and Sister Hong's expressions changed.

Even the faces of the two guards flashed with disdain.

Not to mention Chen Mo's ability to win a hundred in a row, even if he wins fifty in a row, they are impressed.

Sister Hong didn't expect Chen Mo to not only admit her mistakes, but also to fight with the old man, which left her speechless for a while, and at the same time felt a little frustrated in her heart. Can Chen Mo complete the 100-game winning streak?

"Boy, you said you want to fight with me?"

The old man is happy. "Since the arena opened, there are not no monks who have won one hundred consecutive victories. They have all become strong. For example, Liang Huashao, the ancestor of Tianmen, once completed one hundred consecutive victories hundreds of years ago. It’s a powerhouse of transforming gods."

"Therefore, the arena has the shelter of the Heavenly Gate, and there will be no trouble, and you don't look like a Heavenly Star, but you dare to make trouble here, I promise you will not have a good end."

Liang Huashao!

As soon as Chen Mo heard this name, he knew that he was regarded as the current power holder of Tianmen.

However, because Liang Huashao is very old.

Therefore, Shenlong saw the head but not the end, which was a signal to Chen Mo.

The arena is covered by a heavenly gate, making it easier for oneself to break into the interior.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo vowed: "Senior, you only need to answer whether I accept my bet. If you don't want to, then I won't make it difficult."

"Who says I don't want to, I'm afraid you will fall back on the bill." The old man immediately agreed.

He didn’t believe that Chen Mo could complete a hundred consecutive victories. After all, it’s really been a long time since such a strong player appeared in the arena.

Immediately, Chen Mo and the old man gave a high-five.

Chen Mo won the old man and apologized. After losing, Chen Mo not only apologized, but also left to count the sky star.

In this regard, Chen Mo has no pressure at all.

"Sister Hong, take him to the Xuanwu Field, I want to see how he can achieve a hundred consecutive victories." The old man ordered.

Sister Hong nodded and took Chen Mo to Xuanwuchang.

Along the way, Chen Mo asked curiously: "Sister Hong, the only elders just gave you three points of courtesy. I wonder what identity you still have?

After hearing Chen Mo's words, Sister Hong stopped, her beautiful face flashed with worry, it is hard to imagine that a person like her would have such a look.

"My son, as the saying goes, a woman without talent is virtue, but I show my face and act on other people every day, or this is my helpless move."

At this moment, Sister Hong didn't have much charm. Instead, she gave Chen Mo a very warm temperament. There must be something unspeakable about her, but Chen Mo would not ask.

Everyone has their own secrets.

Either bury it in my heart or tell others.

When I came to the Xuanwu Arena and looked up, there was a sea of ​​people, and the layout in the middle was almost the same as the Beast Xuanchang, but... it was a huge arena, and there were already people fighting in the ring.

The circular seats are overcrowded.

Sister Hong found a manager on the edge and said straightforwardly: "He is here to participate in the Xuanwu Field. If you think his strength is suitable, transfer him from the Yumbi Field."

"he?"

The tinted glasses in charge looked directly at Chen Mo. From his point of view, Chen Mo was very ordinary, with a plain temperament and no strong momentum. Such a guy came to Yum!

However, since Sister Hong arranged it.

Even if the steward is dissatisfied, he will arrange an appearance for Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked at things.

A black robes set off his seriousness and extraordinary, weather-beaten expression without anger and prestige. The deep abyss is like a sea, and he has the breath of a Yuan Ying monk.

"If the guess is good, you should have come to gild."

The steward showed what I meant to see you through, and sneered: "I look down on people like you very much. You said that your place is not good. If you have to come to the arena, it will be life-threatening."

"However, for the sake of Sister Hong, I will arrange an opponent with a poor cultivation base for you."

The steward's name is Gou Cangtian.

He has served as a steward in the arena for several years. Generally, the monks brought by Sister Hong are the elder brothers of a certain family, and the purpose is to participate in the Xuanwu Arena and increase his reputation.

People like Chen Mo who seem to be weak.

Gou Cangtian was even more sure that Chen Mo was here to gild.

After hearing Gou Cangtian's words, Chen Mo smiled and said nothing.

Others don't approve of yourself, and you can't have to compete. In the end, you will not only waste time, but even if you prove successful, you can only let the other person take a high look.

Therefore, there is no need to waste words with him.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't speak, Gou Cangtian was even more convinced of his own thoughts, and he spoke fearlessly. He stretched out his fingers to the two fighting in the ring, "Seeing that, the two men's cultivation is Yuan Ying monks, and the stars are all one. A genius who waits for one can be vulnerable to a single blow in the Yum field and can't survive ten consecutive victories."

Chen Mo looked at the ring. The two Yuan Ying early cultivators in the middle had both equal combat effectiveness. They shot extremely hard, pursuing a one-shot kill, but because both hands had super-strong body skills, they could dodge dangerously. The opponent's attack.

Gou Cangtian said again: "Boy, it's too late to withdraw now. Don't let me arrange an opponent for you. If you are defeated at once, it will be embarrassing, but your life will not be guaranteed."

"Senior, please arrange an opponent."

Just when Gou Cangtian thought that Chen Mo would withdraw.

Chen Mo's words left Gou Cangtian speechless. This guy is definitely deaf. He said so much that he hoped that he would withdraw so as not to sacrifice his life.

As a result, Chen Mo still had to arrange his opponent.

"Very well, since you want to arrange your opponent, then I am as you wish." Gou Cangtian yelled coldly in anger: "Once the two on the ring have a winner, you will deal with the winner."

Gou Cangtian wanted to know how confident Chen Mo was that he dared to fight on stage. The monks who could come to the Xuanwu Field were all well-known geniuses. They all increased their reputation or earned spirit stones.

Therefore, the monks in the Xuanwuchang never release water.

"Look, Qin Hai has won." At this moment, the spectators boiled over, and the two monks in the ring were divided between the winner and the loser. The winner was named Qin Hai. After he won, he enjoyed the attention of the public.

"Qin Hai, I love you."

"Qin Hai, you are so handsome, I want to give you a monkey." The famous Qianli woman couldn't help showing her charm to Qin Hai, her fanatical attitude as if she was devouring Qin Hai alive.

This shocked Chen Mo. Sure enough, all women admired vanity, because Chen Mo saw Qin Hai's face, which was uglier and even vicious than most people.

This guy is not just winning a round of Xuanwuchang.

As for that dazzling?