Consecutive Victories

Fan Lang seemed to have transformed into an arrow released from a bowstring, his speed astonishing, the wind whistling beneath his feet, his figure becoming a blurred shadow.

Kuang Meng's fierce gaze sharpened, and he immediately grabbed the Great Axe hanging on his back, fiercely chopping it towards the attacking Fan Lang. As the axe fell, a wild wind rose, sweeping along the ground, emitting a piercing friction sound. This was clearly a Wind Attribute Combat Skill.

"Go to hell!"

Kuang Meng roared, his tall stature making the roar sound like a tiger howling in the mountains.

Fan Lang stepped on Life Reaping Steps, his eyes cold, staring at the enemy, the wind blowing his hair into disarray.

Whoosh!

At the critical moment, Fan Lang flickered, dodging the incoming attack, appearing at Kuang Meng's side, and delivering a beautiful roundhouse kick.

Five times the strength, explode!

A muffled sound was heard, and Kuang Meng's tall body flew out horizontally, like a sandbag, flying far away, heavily hitting the wall, and then falling to the ground.

Five times the strength was equivalent to five Mystic Generals kicking Kuang Meng together, a qualitative change caused by quantitative change, the power of which could be imagined.

Kuang Meng was hit in the arm, which was kicked to pieces, becoming a bloody mess, and his Five Viscera and Six Bowels were also violently impacted. He was too badly injured and passed out. Whether he could save his life was still unknown.

A one-hit defeat!

Previously, Kuang Meng had provoked him in every possible way, but when the real fight started, he was defeated by Fan Lang in one move, which was truly ironic.

Under normal circumstances, when two Gladiators of the same level fight, they often exchange seven or eight moves, or at least three or five moves if it's fast, and it's rare for such an Instant Kill to occur.

From the start of the battle to the end, it only took a few seconds, and the surrounding audience didn't even react.

"Kuang Meng... lost?"

"No way! He was kicked away with just one kick?"

"Who said just now that this Wanderer was just a small-time hoodlum? He's clearly very powerful!"

"Look at Kuang Meng's arm, it was actually kicked to pieces by that kick, what a powerful kick!"

"Damn it, I bet on Kuang Meng to win, I've lost terribly this time."

The surrounding voices rose and fell, and the audience was in an uproar. No one expected this newcomer, nicknamed Wanderer, to be so strong, defeating Kuang Meng in one move.

Some even suspected that this was a trap deliberately set by the Underground Arena, spreading rumors that Fan Lang was weak, and then making a big profit. The Underground Arena had played this kind of illusory trick a lot, otherwise, how would they make money?

[Congratulations to the player for defeating Gladiator Kuang Meng, gaining 720 Experience Points.]

[Kuang Meng dropped a 3-star Skill Book Gale Slash.]

Fan Lang looked at the system prompt and whistled.

Defeating Kuang Meng gave a lot of Experience Points, and also dropped a Skill Book, which was exactly the skill Kuang Meng used when he chopped with the axe just now.

At Fan Lang's current stage, leveling up in this Underground Arena was just right, and he would never lack enemies.

Fan Lang didn't even bother to look at Kuang Meng again, and directly left the arena, passing through the Iron Gate.

Dou Bin was just outside the door, meeting Fan Lang face to face. He was smoking a large pipe, smoke curling in front of him, squinting at Fan Lang, and said, "I really didn't expect your strength to be so strong. You're clearly a Zero Level Mystic General, but you knocked down Kuang Meng, a Third Level Mystic General, in one move. And I saw that the kick you used just now was very simple, it didn't seem to be any Combat Skills, just a simple kick."

"Having one more powerful Gladiator is a good thing for you. You can skip the compliments, and quickly arrange the next duel for me. The battle just now didn't even count as a warm-up, I want to stretch my muscles properly," Fan Lang urged.

"Good, that battle just now made many viewers interested in you. If you fight again, there will definitely be many people betting on you. You go and rest first, and after I've made arrangements, I'll come and notify you."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Fan Lang looked like he didn't care.

Afterwards, he went to the lounge, waiting for the next battle to come. With nothing to do, he opened the system interface to see if there was anything that needed to be modified.

Life value, speed, etc., all could be modified.

He even wanted to modify his equipment and skills!

The more places he modified, the easier it was to cause the system to crash. Fan Lang could only proceed step by step. If he messed around and caused a major malfunction, it would be troublesome.

This system was rooted in his body, so he couldn't be careless.

Not long after, someone came to the lounge, claiming to have arranged the next duel for Fan Lang. The opponent was a Fifth Level Mystic General nicknamed Cold Blade, whose strength was much stronger than the previous Kuang Meng.

Fan Lang was familiar with everything in the Magic Martial Era and knew who the gladiators in the Underground Arena were. This Cold Blade couldn't pose a threat to him at all; he was purely there to deliver Experience Points.

He got up and went to the Duel Arena, and his appearance caused a heated discussion.

Before, almost no one bet on him, but this time some bets were placed on him.

The Cold Blade stood opposite him, his face covered, his eyes very cold, and he held a narrow and slender Curved Blade in his hand.

A moment later.

Clang!

The gong rang, signifying the start of the battle.

Fan Lang walked towards Cold Blade step by step, took out the Weapon Card Flame Blaze Sword from his pocket, and with a flash of light, the small card turned into a Longsword flickering with fire, emitting a scorching temperature.

Cold Blade's blade was very cold, while Fan Lang's sword was very hot.

This was a clash of ice and fire.

The two of them accelerated almost at the same time, rushing towards each other.

Light Splitting Sword Technique!

Fan Lang roused the Flame Blaze Sword, turning it into Streaks of Light of red Sword Qi, these Sword Qi were both real and illusory, enveloping Cold Blade all around.

Cold Blade blocked with his blade, intersecting with the Sword Qi, and thought he could block the Sword Qi, but he was forced back by the majestic and Rampage Sword Qi. With a crack, the Curved Blade in his hand snapped, and a deep wound appeared on his chest.

"How is this possible?"

Cold Blade looked down at the broken blade and the wound, his eyes widened.

He often fought against Mystic Generals of the same level, and he knew very well the power a Mystic General should have, but the power of that sword just now far exceeded the Mystic General level and could not be blocked at all.

While he was stunned, Fan Lang's foot followed closely, kicking him in the wound, sending him flying backwards, crashing heavily to the ground, with blood splattering everywhere.

Cold Blade gritted his teeth, struggling to get up, but fell back to his original position, unable to even stand up, completely losing his ability to fight.

The battle ended in two moves!

A large amount of Experience Points was credited, and Fan Lang shook his hand with satisfaction. The Flame Blaze Sword in his hand immediately turned back into a playing card-sized card.

This battle was equally decisive.

The surrounding audience erupted.

"This Wanderer is so strong! He defeated Cold Blade with ease!"

"Haha, I bet on the Wanderer this time, and won back the money I lost before!"

"Well done, Wanderer!"

The audience admired powerful Gladiators, and some people began to cheer for the Wanderer.

Fan Lang looked calm and didn't take it too seriously, leaving very calmly.

This was just the beginning.

The following duels came one after another, and Fan Lang's opponents were all Mystic Generals of the same level. He achieved Consecutive Victories, and each time it was an overwhelming victory.

Fan Lang's Experience Points soared all the way. When he defeated his fourth opponent, he advanced to Mystic General First Level, and when he defeated his ninth opponent, he advanced to Mystic General Second Level.

Each time he leveled up, Fan Lang could recover to his peak state, so after fighting match after match, he was still energetic and didn't feel tired at all.

Nine consecutive victories!

Such a winning streak was very rare in the Underground Arena, causing a huge sensation.