Dan and Martial God of the Other World

Three days had passed, and Du Shaotian hadn't come out of the Martial God Domain.

In the War God's Divine Realm, the dueling platforms were already surrounded by a sea of people.

At this moment, there were only two figures standing on the battle stage of the huge plaza. It was somewhat empty.

However, the enthusiasm around the dueling platform soared to the clouds.

The gazes of the crowd were filled with fervor. They could not help but be overwhelmed with emotions and were abnormally excited.

Because, this was Dugu Qiubai's hundredth battle.

In those three days, the mysterious person called Dugu Qiubai had already inconceivably won ninety-nine battles.

There was no lack of ninth level Martial Masters in the ninety-nine opponents!

Three days ago, from the shock of Dugu Qiubai winning the first match to the one hundredth match, everyone's gazes had already turned to reverence and incomparable reverence.

It was already shocking enough that he was able to defeat the first one and the third level Martial Master. Moreover, he had defeated countless ninth level Martial Masters and even won ninety-nine battles consecutively. How astonishing was this? Was this the descent of a Martial Immortal?

There was no one else on this battle stage who dared to go up and fight. In comparison, this was simply too embarrassing.

"Five hundred thousand rank one hundred thousand crystals. In the hundredth battle, will Dugu Qiubai be able to win again?"

"I am afraid it will be very difficult. Teng Yu is probably at the peak of the ninth level, and the most important thing is that he has fought ninety-nine battles consecutively with Dugu Qiubai. If this was the case, an average person would not have been able to hold on for a long time; the disparity between a first level Martial Master and a peak ninth level Martial Master is just too great!"

Some people were discussing, and were shocked by Dugu Qiubai's defeat. However, they also sucked in a breath of cold air.

This was the hundredth battle. The disparity in cultivation was too great, and the consumption was too great.

It would not be easy for him to win the one hundredth battle.

For the past three days, he had fought non-stop against ninety-nine people. From the beginning, he had limited the number of sixth level Martial Masters to no limit, so winning against ninety-nine people in a row naturally consumed a lot of energy. After all, he was only a first level Martial Master.

"I have to say, you're a genius, but today, you'll have to stop right in front of me!"

Teng Yu said. He was now Du Shaotian's hundredth opponent, so he had bet five hundred thousand grade one spirit stones …

Teng Yu looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, had long hair that fluttered in the wind, and was tall and sturdy. He was at the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Master realm, and he did not believe that he would not be able to defeat his opponent.

"Make your move."

He fought a hundred matches in a row in order to test and train himself. Although he still had the mindset from his previous life, his body was still a true Martial Master after all.

Moreover, in every battle, at least 10,000 crystals had been used. Now, it had reached 500,000 grade 1 crystals. Why not?

His previous life had passed, and he was now a rookie who was short on money. It was rare for him to have a chance to earn money and improve himself.

"Then I won't be polite!"

Teng Yu stared at Du Shaowu. The arrogant Du Shaotian in front of him had caused him to be unable to worry at all. The other party had actually allowed him to make the first move, which wasn't courteous at all.

"Chi …"

Soon, Teng Yu made his move. Clenching his fist tightly with his five fingers, a light black earth attributed Yuan Power wrapped around his fist, causing it to swell faintly and form a huge fist imprint. With a sharp glint in his eyes, his body blasted towards Du Shaotian with a 'wuwu' sound.

Sensing the incoming fist, Du Shao Mu also knew clearly that the ninth level of the Martial Master realm was incomparable to the third or fourth level. His gaze shifted slightly, and he stomped on the ground slightly.

"Alright!"

He was surrounded by a sea of onlookers and many of them had sharp eyes. They were able to tell with a glance that Du Shaotian's seemingly ordinary evasion was filled with experience. This was definitely not something a rookie should have.

Seeing Du Shaowu dissolve his fist, Teng Yu's facial expression changed slightly. He took a step forward and his speed suddenly accelerated. His fist turned into a palm as it flew forward.

This instantaneous change was sufficient to prove that Teng Yu was not ordinary.

This time, Du Shaotian did not dodge. Instead, he calmly looked at the incoming palm attack. Slowly, he raised his palm and clenched his fingers into a fist. Then, he fiercely punched out with his fist, causing green energy to condense into a triangular awl.

"You are also a wood attribute martial artist!"

In these three days, Dugu Qiubai had already displayed earth-attribute and fire-attribute elemental energy. Now, this was the third type of elemental energy, which meant that the former was a martial artist of the three divisions.

As everyone knew, the more attributes one had, the better one's aptitude would be.

Dual-attribute martial artists were already extremely rare, and three-element martial artists were as rare as phoenix feathers or qilin horns.

With the appearance of the warriors of the three divisions, the great sects and sects knew that they would immediately fight to enter the inner sect to become inner sect disciples without taking the exam.

"Bam!"

The fist and the palm collided. With a low muffled sound, Teng Yu was pushed back more than ten steps before he finally stabilized his body. When he looked at Du Shaowu again, there was no longer any contempt in his eyes. Instead, it was an absolute shock.

After all, he was a Level 1 Martial Master, and he had fought ninety-nine battles consecutively. However, he was not affected as badly as the former.

"So powerful!"

"Good job!"

The moment the blow landed, the crowd broke out in cheers. Countless people cheered for Du Shaotian.

Without a doubt, in these three days, there had been ninety-nine matches. The title of "Dugu Qiubai" had already been passed down among countless loyal admirers.

"This is really surprising!"

This fatty, the number one handsome brother in the world, had been watching the battle for the past three days. As he stared at Du Shaotian, the expression in his narrowed eyes became more and more astounded.

"Fight!"

Stop!" After a short pause, Teng Yu's eyes turned cold. The aura of a 9th layer pinnacle Martial Master appeared without restraint as a golden long spear appeared in his hands. Like a cheetah, he exuded a metallic elemental energy.

"Swish …"

One man and one spear. The tip of the spear was suffused with golden light, and it rushed out like a golden python. Its aura was sharp and astonishing.

Teng Yu wanted to end the battle quickly and use his full strength to resolve this solo defeat, or else he would change his mind. After all, this guy had fought ninety-nine battles consecutively and he had watched over a dozen battles.

"He actually used a weapon!"

The changes in the arena caused an uproar.

This peak-level Teng Yu was actually able to use his weapon against a first-level Martial Master.

At this moment, Teng Yu was holding a golden spear and could feel his astonishing strength from afar.

The golden spear was like a python, with its formidable strength and sharp aura, causing the air to emit a sharp whistling sound. The fierce wind blew Du Shaotian's hair up, revealing a pair of deep eyes.

"Swish …"

The spear was like a golden python, its speed as fast as lightning, piercing through Du Shaotian's chest. Some people on the battle stage even cried out in alarm.

However, no blood spurted out from Du Shaotian's chest. Instead, his body broke apart like a mirror.

"This is bad!"

At this moment, deep in Teng Yu's soul, Teng Qingshan felt a strong sense of unease. He couldn't help but shiver and feel goosebumps all over his body!

At the same time, Du Shao Mu's figure appeared beside Teng Yu like a ghost. His right hand flicked out and a dark black finger print directly flew into Teng Yu's lower abdomen in front of many stunned eyes.

This was the Inch Dragon Finger that Du Shaowu practiced in his previous life. Layers after layers of Qi were stronger than stages, continuously rushing towards Teng Yu's Dantian in a mysterious and extremely fierce way.

"Puff …"

Under countless shocked gazes, Teng Yu spat out large mouthfuls of blood. He staggered backwards and fell to his knees. The golden spear in his hand stabbed into the ground and he was barely able to stabilize his body.

"Impossible, how is this possible, how can I lose to you!"

Teng Yu refused to believe that this was true. When he looked at Du Shao Mu again, he was completely shocked. There was even fear on his face, causing his handsome face to appear somewhat sinister.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a gale suddenly rose in the air above the dueling platform and a mysterious and dazzling light enveloped Du Shaotian. It was as if the light had traveled through time and space and instantly enveloped his body.

The light was enveloping him in a gorgeous and mysterious manner, and a vast ancient aura suffused the air. Accompanied by an enormous pressure, it caused the surrounding spectators to tremble in fear, and their bodies were about to go limp.

In the sky, an enormous stone tablet shone, and a few words that sparkled on its surface: 'Lone and Defeat, Hundred Battles complete victories, Emperor of a Hundred Battles, Emperor of a Hundred Fighting, above his level!'.