Wang Xuan was already at the Saint Martial Realm Third Layer Peak, and he had also mastered a Fifth-Order Peak Sword Domain...
Those two things alone made him immensely powerful.
In the Sword Pool Tournament, most of the first twenty or thirty consecutive matches were challenges between warriors of similar strength.
Even so, Wang Xuan's higher cultivation meant that stronger opponents came to challenge him.
Most were Grandmasters at the Saint Martial Realm Third or Fourth Layer.
Yet Wang Xuan kept winning.
"Twenty consecutive wins!"
"That's too fast! My heavens, even Qin Hao didn't win this quickly."
"Wang Xuan might reach eighty consecutive wins, or even ninety."
"Do you think Wang Xuan could achieve a Hundred Consecutive Wins? I heard he hadn't entered the Sword Pool Tournament before because he wasn't confident he could do it. Now that he's here, he must have some confidence."
"Quite possibly! We might witness the birth of another powerhouse with a Hundred Consecutive Wins."
The crowd erupted!
The entire Plaza erupted!
In barely half an hour, Wang Xuan had gone from ten consecutive wins to twenty.
And... he was still winning.
Challengers kept stepping onto the platform, and challengers kept getting knocked off it.
What stunned the crowd even more was that Wang Xuan had yet to draw his sword.
He had defeated every opponent with its scabbard.
At first, his challengers had thought Wang Xuan was insulting them, that he considered them unworthy of making him draw his sword.
But after watching him fight for so long...
No one thought that anymore. On the contrary, many now considered it only natural.
The strength Wang Xuan had displayed was simply overwhelming!
No one could withstand a single move from him!
But this had a consequence.
The number of people willing to challenge Wang