" 51,230 combat power!"
Before leaving, Cao Meng tested his combat strength in the training room in his villa.
This was the combat power he possessed without using any combat skills.
This was already comparable to a mid-stage Martial Master.
With the addition of the Eight Extremities Battle Star, it would not be a problem to break through 60,000.
6-8 10,000 combat power was equivalent to a late-stage Martial Master.
In other words, Cao Meng was now a Rank-8 martial artist. With his full strength, he could rival a late-stage or even a peak Martial Master.
Of course, the opponent might have a battle skill as well, but it was impossible for him to be as ridiculous as Cao Meng.
Therefore, it was no exaggeration to say that he was now invincible in the Martial Warrior Realm.
He sent a message to Chu Jinse, telling her that he had gone out and that she should cultivate well.
Cao Meng changed into casual clothes and left the martial arts high school.
He found a remote corner and put on the Thousand Illusion Mask. Immediately, he felt an inexplicable fluctuation flowing through his body.
Through the Thousand Illusion Mask, Cao Meng suddenly realized that not only could he hide his aura, but he could also subtly change his appearance.
For example, he could increase his height by a few centimeters or become fatter.
He was secretly surprised. This Thousand Illusion Mask was indeed extraordinary.
He shortened his height and became thinner at the same time before rushing towards the fighting arena.
However, not long after his figure disappeared, he saw a shadow not far away fluctuate slightly, and the figure of an old man appeared.
"Strange, why did the aura disappear?”
Uncle Song frowned slightly. He had clearly sensed Cao Meng's aura outside the school gate just now, but it had actually disappeared.
After a quick glance, Uncle Song finally merged into the shadows and disappeared.
Cao Meng, who had broken through to Rank-8 martial artist, was very fast. It did not take long for him to arrive at the eastern area of Yun Du headquarter city.
From afar, one could see a building shaped like an inverted bowl. It was the fighting arena.
As soon as he entered, Cao Meng saw a counter not far away from the door. There were several figures registering around the counter.
Cao Meng saw that some of them were wearing various masks.
It was obvious that he did not want to expose his identity.
Regarding this kind of thinking, the fighting arena had long become the default rule.
There was no need to take the test here. All he needed to do was reveal his name and realm.
However, no one dared to lie about their strength here.
This was because once they were discovered, the consequences would be very serious.
There was once a Martial Master who wanted to take advantage of the situation and lied about being a Rank-9 martial artist.
In the end, he was discovered by the Battle Arena and killed on the spot by a Great Martial Master.
Cao Meng followed behind and soon it was his turn.
The steward raised his head and glanced at him. Seeing that Cao Meng was wearing a bronze smiling mask, he retracted his gaze.
"Name, realm!"
"Wanderer, Rank-8 martial artist!"
The manager was stunned for a moment. There was no record in the file, so he subconsciously raised his head.
"New here?"
"Yes!"
Cao Meng nodded, his voice a little hoarse.
"Ordinary competition or deathmatch?”
The manager asked.
"A deathmatch? Is there any difference?"
Cao Meng raised his eyebrows and could not help but ask.
"Normal battles stop at the point.”
The manager said," There is no winner or loser in a life-and-death battle. Only life and death are determined. However, the reward for the winner will be doubled."
"How strong is the opponent?"
Cao Meng pondered for a moment and suddenly asked.
"At most, it won't exceed a major realm!”
The manager explained," You're a Rank-8 martial artist, so your opponents won't be higher than late-stage Martial Masters. Of course, you'll only be able to meet them if you have a winning streak. You won't usually meet them in the early stages.”
"A winning streak?"
" There's a hundred-battle winning streak challenge event in the Battle Arena. Every time you complete ten consecutive victories, you'll be rewarded with an additional ten basic prizes and spirit coins…"
After the steward's explanation, Cao Meng finally understood what the so-called hundred-battle winning streak meant.
For example, if the reward for the first life-and-death battle was 10,000 Spirit Coins, then after winning ten battles in a row, he would receive a total of 100,000 Spirit Coins. In addition, he would receive an additional 100,000 Spirit Coins.
It was equivalent to 200,000 yuan.
If he continued to challenge, the basic reward would also increase to 20,000.
Once a challenge was issued, it could only be terminated after completing a complete ten-win streak. Otherwise, only death awaited.
Although it was dangerous, the rewards were also very tempting.
Especially when the winning streak increased, the reward became even more enviable.
"The principal once told me not to choose a deathmatch.”
Cao Meng muttered to himself and suddenly nodded.
"Alright, I choose to challenge you.”
"Oh? Are you really going to challenge a hundred-battle winning streak?"
The steward was stunned at first, then a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Generally, the challengers who chose to win a hundred battles in a row were mostly Rank-9 martial artists. This way, their own strength would be high enough.
There was even a chance of completing a winning streak.
"That's right, I challenge you!"
Cao Meng confirmed.
"Good!"
The manager clapped his hands." My surname is Chen. You can call me Manager Chen. Come with me. I need you to sign a contract."”
A hundred-battle winning streak was a matter of life and death, so there had to be a necessary process.
Half an hour later, Cao Meng signed the contract.
Manager Chen brought him out of the room and directly came to a lounge.
"Just you wait. I'll arrange your opponent now, and someone will call you up in a while.”
Not long after Manager Chen left, a piece of heavy news spread throughout the entire fighting arena.
Someone had challenged the Life-and-Death Duel with a hundred-battle winning streak.
"What is it? A deathmatch challenge? Who is so fierce?"
"Hmph, he's probably blinded by the reward!”
"That's great, I'm sick of watching ordinary competitions all day long, I just want to watch a deathmatch!”
"Quick, go and top up. The Life-and-Death Battle Streak is very expensive!”
In addition to the audience, the fighting arena also adopted a multi-camera live broadcast mode.
This way, they could maximize their profits and at the same time satisfy the regret of many viewers who could not come to the venue in person.
Of course, for a medium-sized headquarter city like Yun Du, the ones that could attract interest were only limited to the headquarter city.
Unless it was a big headquarter city like Shanghai headquarter city, it wouldn't attract the attention of other headquarter cities.
Cao Meng had been waiting in the lounge for a while when he saw someone appear.
"Wanderer, you've found your opponent. The Ripper Butcher, Rank-8 martial artist, get ready to go on stage!”
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