59: A live-in son-in-law!

In just three minutes, Lin Chuan, the Defender, defeated five more Challengers!

On average, each battle didn't exceed 20 seconds!

Instant kills! All instant kills!

It was only then that the audience in the stands finally realized—

The low odds for ten consecutive victories weren't a deliberate manipulation by the Arena!

It was because this guy's strength was truly formidable!

“Hiss—” Someone gasped, muttering in disbelief, “This guy… he wouldn't actually achieve twenty consecutive victories, would he…?”

The person who heard it nearby immediately retorted, “Impossible! No matter how strong he is, there will inevitably be consumption during combat! And the Arena will certainly deliberately arrange some powerful opponents to interrupt his winning streak! Even if they can't interrupt it, they'll increase his consumption! Just wait and see, his subsequent battles won't be as easy as the first six!”

As expected—

In the VIP box, Duan Ge and Duan Zichen watched Lin Chuan achieve six consecutive victories in three minutes, their expressions unchanged.

In fact, Duan Ge even wore a confident smile.

He held a jade token to his lips and calmly instructed, “For the seventh match, send Qing Lang. Make it a war of attrition, try to drag the battle out for more than 10 minutes!”

Duan Zichen frowned, “Qing Lang can only drag him for ten minutes?”

Duan Ge took a sip of hot tea, smiling leisurely and indifferently, “Ten minutes is enough.”

If Lin Chuan's goal was ten consecutive victories, then being dragged for only ten minutes in the seventh match wouldn't really be a big deal.

But his goal was twenty consecutive victories!

Being dragged for ten minutes in the seventh match alone, this disadvantage would only snowball, quickly wearing him down!

The uncle and nephew's gazes quickly returned to the screen.

Meanwhile, in the stands, as a slender young man wearing a Qing Lang mask with fangs entered, a burst of exclamations instantly erupted—

“The seventh match is indeed Qing Lang! The Arena's moves are as ruthless as ever!”

“Qing Lang seems to have long been able to fully utilize his 10 attribute points in speed! And he's best at drawn-out fights, with extremely keen reflexes! This seventh match will likely be a war of attrition!”

“How long do you think it'll take this kid to defeat Qing Lang?”

“At least half an hour!”

“Half an hour? If it really takes half an hour, he'll probably stop at ten consecutive victories!”

“Ten consecutive victories are already very impressive, alright!”

“If this kid wants to break through ten consecutive victories, he needs to defeat Qing Lang in at least ten minutes!”

“Ten minutes? Difficult! Qing Lang is no pushover!”

On the Arena!

Qing Lang, wearing a Qing Lang mask with fangs, used a silver-white dagger as his weapon!

Upon entering, he almost instantly exerted force, holding the dagger horizontally in front of him and charging fiercely towards Lin Chuan!

At such a dangerous moment, Lin Chuan stood rooted to the spot, completely still!

“Was I seen through?” Qing Lang was secretly astonished!

Entangling combat is like guerrilla warfare; each attack is half-true, half-false, making it hard to distinguish reality from illusion!

Qing Lang's surface offensive was fierce, but the first strike was just a probe; he didn't actually get close to Lin Chuan!

After that, he circled Lin Chuan, testing with attacks!

However, every single attack missed!

Lin Chuan stood rooted to the spot, barely moving at all!

If this were a standalone two-person duel, Qing Lang would undoubtedly lose!

But this was an Arena battle!

As a Challenger, Qing Lang had no worries!

He could fight with all his might, without regard for the cost!

Lin Chuan, however, had to conserve his strength for later battles!

Once, twice, thrice!

Qing Lang's three attacks were all feigned probes!

And these three probes failed to force Lin Chuan to make a move!

On the fourth attempt, Qing Lang circled Lin Chuan several times before finally attacking his left side!

This time, Lin Chuan moved!

He merely raised his left hand slightly, and Qing Lang rapidly retreated!

On the Arena, the sound of soles scraping the ground could even be clearly heard!

Qing Lang breathed a sigh of relief; he hadn't been hit!

Then, he quickly danced his body, circling Lin Chuan once more!

Fifth attack! Launched from Lin Chuan's rear-left side!

It was a rather tricky angle!

Lin Chuan stood rooted to the spot, his feet never moving.

But then, he suddenly moved!

With a swing of his left hand backwards, his two-handed sword slashed fiercely across Qing Lang's arm with a swish!

Qing Lang's face paled slightly, but his reaction was still timely, and he quickly retreated again!

However, this time, Lin Chuan, who had been standing still, seemed to anticipate his movements and swung his right hand again!

The cold, sharp blade plunged straight towards Qing Lang's chest!

Qing Lang's pupils instantly widened, as he raised his hand to block and tried to retreat!

However, his raised right hand failed to block Lin Chuan's attack in the slightest!

The sharp blade pierced directly into his chest!

A fatal blow!

Qing Lang instantly dissolved into nothingness!

“Hiss—This, this, this! This battle didn't even last three minutes?!”

“So strong! Qing Lang's strength isn't bad either, yet he couldn't block it!”

“One hit kill! This Arena Master's strength attribute can probably also fully utilize all 10 points!”

“Too strong! Not only is his speed overwhelming, but his strength is also a complete crush (crushing defeat)!”

“No, is this just a matter of speed and strength?! The key is how this guy saw through Qing Lang's movements! Did he study Qing Lang's footwork before? Otherwise, how could he make such precise predictions?”

“Isn't he a newcomer? How could he have studied Qing Lang beforehand? This must be due to combat awareness, right?”

“Then this guy's combat awareness is simply too strong!”

“Unbelievable! Overwhelming speed! Overwhelming strength! And such strong combat awareness! This newcomer's ten consecutive victories are probably secured!”

The audience erupted in heated discussion!

Chen Jingtian's eyes were filled with wild joy!

Hu Shilong and Alvin, on the other hand, looked utterly bewildered!

They were like Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, astonished and amazed, yet also somewhat mystified by the profoundness of it all!

Meanwhile, in the VIP box, Duan Ge and Duan Zichen's expressions were a bit subtle!

Duan Ge's hand, gripping the teacup, nearly crushed it to smithereens!

And the air in the entire box was filled with an eerie silence.

Duan Ge stared calmly at Lin Chuan on the screen for a long while, then suddenly pulled out his jade token again and said in a deep voice, “Old Li? Do you still have Qian Sui's contact information?”

“Help me contact him and have him come fight a match.”

“Yes, let him name his price!”

“Have him come as soon as possible! The sooner, the better!”

After ending the call in a few short sentences, Duan Ge's gaze refocused on Lin Chuan in the screen.

And on the Arena, Lin Chuan's eighth and ninth matches also ended quickly, in just three minutes!

The two Challengers adopted extreme defensive tactics!

They didn't even dare to actively approach Lin Chuan, only focusing on defense!

However, under Lin Chuan's active and fierce attacks, both of them were utterly defenseless and quickly defeated instantly!

The audience below the stage had almost become numb!

At this point, someone finally blurted out a speculation—

“Heavenly Mandate Job Holder! This guy must be a Heavenly Mandate Job Holder in reality!”

“That's right! Maybe even a Job Holder of seven stars or higher!”

“Damn it! Too unfair! A Heavenly Mandate Job Holder fighting in a Training Ground match is like cheating!”

“Darn it! I should've bet on ten consecutive victories! The odds were a hundred to one!”

Chen Jingtian was already ecstatic, while his subordinates were all regretting their decisions, wishing they had followed their boss and bet on ten consecutive victories!

However, they didn't have time to regret for too long!

When the tenth Challenger stepped onto the stage, the audience once again erupted in frantic discussion—

“Wh-wh-what the hell!!! Qian Sui!!!”

“My goodness! Didn't Senior Qian Sui clear the Arena's ten consecutive victories and terminate his contract with the Arena half a year ago? Now he's actually back to help the Arena fight?!”

“No, I heard that when Qian Sui cleared the Arena's ten consecutive victories, he was already preparing for a job change! How come half a year has passed and he still hasn't changed jobs?”

“Heh, I have some insider news! The eight-star job scroll that sold for an astronomical price at last year's auction was bought by Qian Sui!”

“What?! Where did he get the money to buy an eight-star scroll???”

“According to insider rumors, it's said that he was favored by a certain family from the Source Plane and became a live-in son-in-law to one of their young ladies!”