Ten Consecutive Victories

In battles on the Blood Battle Stage, unless the gap in strength was too great, it was almost impossible for combatants to hold back. Holding back could lead to defeat. And when neither side held back, the defeated party was very likely to perish.

Moreover, most of the experts who fought on the Blood Battle Stage enjoyed slaughter and glory. Killing an opponent could also draw louder cheers from the audience.

Therefore, most battles ended with one side falling.

But that was not what Ailin wanted. Besides, killing his opponents would not earn him any "spoils," so he could not be bothered to kill them.

At the same time, this was related to his earlier conversation with the black-haired youth. He did not want to have too many byes.

Linley's hundred consecutive victories in the original work had likely been so easy partly because he had not killed his opponents each time. As a result, even though challengers knew Linley was extremely strong, experts still challenged him every day.

After all, for ordinary High-Gods, opportunities to fight powerful opponents were far too rare—especially opportunities where they would not die. Naturally, no one would give such a chance up. It might even draw other High-Gods into the arena.

Jiru's face was pale at this moment. He had thought he was certainly doomed, but who would have expected his opponent not to go for the kill?

With only half his body remaining, he hurriedly retreated some distance and rapidly consumed divine power to restore his divine body. In panic, he called out, "I concede!"

Jiru naturally knew that Ailin had held back. Otherwise, if that ice blade had flown toward his head just now, he would already be dead.

But even though Ailin had not killed him immediately, fear still made Jiru surrender in haste.

He was now certain that Ailin was absolutely a super expert. His two Profound Mysteries were only one step away from complete fusion, yet he had not even been able to resist!

Especially when he recalled what had just happened, he seemed to have suffered a Soul Attack. Ailin cultivated the Water Law, yet he could affect his soul so easily. This made it even clearer that Ailin's comprehension of Profound Mysteries far surpassed his own.

Perhaps he was already an expert who had completed the fusion of three Profound Mysteries!

From the moment Jiru attacked to the moment he retreated and restored his divine body, only an instant had passed in the eyes of the outside world.

Jiru had lost in an instant?

Then, the spectators of the Blood Battle Stage erupted into even more fervent cheers.

"Ailin!"

"Ailin~"

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Even the referee had not expected Ailin to win so "easily." But then the referee smiled and flew back onto the arena. His voice, amplified by the Magic Array, resounded throughout the Blood Battle Stage. "Let us congratulate challenger Mr. Ailin on his victory!"

After a pause, the referee continued, "Earlier, Mr. Ailin said he wished to fight continuously. It seems that Mr. Ailin truly has the strength to do so!"

"Ailin~"

"Ailin~"

The cheers from the surrounding audience continued.

They were more excited than when others had won before because of Ailin's earlier words. They loved watching battles and slaughter, but they hoped even more to witness the rise of a powerful expert. Just like Bens now—whenever he appeared, the number of spectators would soar.

Could another expert with a winning streak emerge on the Blood Battle Stage, aside from Bens?

Seeing that the atmosphere was far livelier than before, the referee looked at Ailin and said with a smile, "Although Mr. Ailin said earlier that he wished to fight continuously, I must still ask once more. Mr. Ailin, would you like to continue challenging?"

The audience also fell quiet.

Ailin's expression did not change. "Continue."

"Ailin~"

"Ailin!"

The surrounding cheers grew even louder than before.

Carried along by the atmosphere of the Blood Battle Stage, the referee raised his voice even higher. "Mr. Ailin will continue his challenge. Then let us welcome the next challenger, High-God Balaz, who cultivates the Destruction Rule—"

In the second match, Ailin used the same move and won with ease.

The third match was the same!

The fourth match.

As Ailin continued winning, the atmosphere of the Blood Battle Stage was pushed to a fever pitch.

Now, even when someone stepped onto the stage to challenge him, more than ninety percent of the cheers were for "Ailin." This was especially true for the Low Gods and Mid-level Gods born in Blood Nether City. Though they could see High-Gods, they had very few chances to encounter truly powerful experts.

Most people had come for Bens before, but now they had all become supporters cheering for Ailin.

Most importantly, they knew that once Ailin's victories continued to pile up, the Blood Battle Stage might arrange for him to face Bens. A battle between true experts!

Below the stage, Ek, the black-haired youth who had spoken with Ailin earlier, was watching the battles. Seeing Ailin win repeatedly, he was astonished as well. This Ailin is actually this strong. A cultivator of the Water Law can use soul techniques that affect High-Gods?!

The Water Law was not adept at Soul Attacks, which was why the black-haired youth was so surprised by Ailin's move.

It was not only the black-haired youth. After several battles, the other God-level experts at the Blood Battle Stage had naturally noticed that Ailin's opponents would all fall into a momentary "daze." This was a Soul Attack technique.

God-level experts skilled in Soul Attacks were all troublesome opponents.

Another powerful expert has appeared.

Ek, the black-haired youth, did not know what he was thinking, but he paid even closer attention to Ailin.

Any battle involving a powerful expert was worth watching.

Very quickly, Ailin completed ten challenges. All ten victories had come from the same move. This made every spectator understand that Ailin's strength was absolutely not as simple as it appeared. He was still far from reaching his limit.

Naturally, this made the surrounding audience cheer even more loudly.

Many people were looking forward to Ailin continuing his challenges.

After winning ten times, even if Ailin wanted to continue challenging others, he could not. A person could only challenge ten times in a day. That was the rule of the Blood Battle Stage.

The main reason was that the Blood Battle Stage wanted publicity.

After all, once someone achieved ten consecutive victories, they might very well go on to twenty, then thirty. If promoted properly, there would only be more spectators on the second day and the third day. This was the best publicity for the Blood Battle Stage to earn Nether Stones.

Therefore, even if someone could achieve a hundred consecutive victories in one go, the Blood Battle Stage would split up the matches.

After winning a challenge, even if it was only once, one could watch the later challenges from the spectator area for free. However, Ailin had no intention of staying to watch. He directly left the Blood Battle Stage.

He had originally thought he might encounter Bens today, but it seemed he had overthought it. It appeared that the Blood Battle Stage arranged battles between streak holders according to certain circumstances as well.

After leaving the Blood Battle Stage, Ailin headed toward an inn he had passed earlier. Since he would be challenging here for at least ten days, he naturally had to spend Nether Stones on lodging to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Ek, the black-haired youth in the spectator area, had been watching Ailin the entire time. When he saw that Ailin had not come to the spectator area and had instead returned to the passageway, he knew that Ailin was likely preparing to leave.

The black-haired youth seemed to think of something. He stood up as well, left the spectator area, and headed outside the Blood Battle Stage.