170: 100-game winning streak!

After a brief, deathly silence, the Ninth Arena area exploded like a boiling pot!

"He...what did he just say? Come at him together?!" A True God Realm Peak demon with a lizard head stammered, almost thinking he misheard.

"Arrogant! Too arrogant! A True God Realm from the Lower Realm dares to be so presumptuous!" Another Middle Celestial God with a fierce aura and bone armor slammed the table, his eyes burning with offended fury.

"Kill him! Who's going up to tear him apart!"

"Right! Let's all go! We'll wear him down to death!"

"A country bumpkin from the Lower Realm, does he really think he's invincible just because he killed a Heart-Splitting Demon?"

The frenzied gamblers in the stands were even more ecstatic, roaring to the heavens, spittle flying everywhere.

Lin Jingyu's blatant contempt ignited the savagery and greed in their bones.

Instantly, three figures, carrying intense killing intent and Divine Power fluctuations, almost simultaneously broke through the blood-red light barrier at the edge of the arena!

A Lower Heaven God demon covered in obsidian-like carapace, shaped like a giant scorpion, its tail barb flashing with a faint blue venomous glow, stabbed straight at Lin Jingyu's back!

A Minotaur Giant Demon (Lower Heaven God Peak), nearly three zhang tall, wielding a massive white bone warhammer, roared as it swung the hammer at Lin Jingyu's head, its power ferocious, creating ear-piercing sonic booms!

The last one was a tall, thin man (Middle Celestial God) whose figure flickered like a shadow, silently striking at Lin Jingyu's throat and waist with two pitch-black short daggers, their angles tricky and vicious, carrying a chilling aura that could tear apart the Divine Soul!

Three Heavenly Gods! Working together to encircle and kill!

Terrifying Divine Power fluctuations and Law auras instantly engulfed the entire arena!

The air was squeezed, groaning under the pressure, and even space seemed to solidify!

"Die, you ant from the Lower Realm!" The Giant Scorpion Demon sneered, its barbed venomous glow surging.

"Turn into minced meat for me!" The Minotaur Giant Demon's roar was like thunder.

The Shadow Assassin, however, said nothing, his eyes filled only with cold killing intent and absolute certainty of success.

Facing this deadly encirclement that would make even an ordinary Middle Celestial God flustered, Lin Jingyu didn't even bat an eyelid.

He didn't even look at any of his opponents.

Buzz!

An invisible, terrifying power, pure to the extreme, erupted from Lin Jingyu!

That wasn't Divine Power, nor Law; it was the most primitive, most violent, Physical Body might originating from the Chaos Divine Body itself!

Boom!!!

It was like an invisible, unimaginably heavy hammer smashing violently onto the solidified space!

Space shattered!

With Lin Jingyu as the center, the space within a ten-zhang radius instantly became covered with dense, pitch-black cracks, like a shattered glass mirror!

An unstoppable shockwave, accompanied by spatial fragments, swept out violently in a ring!

The Giant Scorpion Demon, bearing the brunt, its proud obsidian carapace couldn't even hold on for half a breath. The moment it touched the spatial fragments and shockwave, it crumbled and disintegrated like a fragile eggshell!

The sneer on its face instantly turned into boundless shock and fear. Its entire body was crushed into a pulp by this pure power storm, exploding into a mess of carapace fragments and foul blood!

Boom!

The white bone giant hammer, following closely behind, smashed into this chaotic and shattered spatial force field, as if sinking into a Divine Metal Swamp tens of thousands of feet deep!

The Minotaur Giant Demon's proud, ferocious power was forcefully suppressed, twisted, and disintegrated!

The massive white bone warhammer let out a groan of unbearable strain, and its hammerhead instantly became covered in spiderweb-like cracks!

The Minotaur Giant Demon's massive body staggered from the recoil, its eyes filled with unbelievable horror!

In this flash of lightning, Lin Jingyu moved.

His movements were utterly simple, utterly brutal!

He ignored the giant hammer that was about to shatter, ignored the spatial fragments filling the sky, and his right hand, fingers like hooks, shot out like lightning, accurately gripping the Minotaur Giant Demon's thick neck!

"Uh?!"

The Minotaur Giant Demon felt an irresistible, terrifying force, capable of crushing stars, instantly choke his throat and Divine Soul!

All his Divine Power, all his Laws, in front of this pure Physical Body strength, melted instantly like ice and snow under the sun!

Crack!

The hair-raising sound of bones cracking clearly echoed!

Lin Jingyu's arm muscles bulged like a Dragon's, and he twisted and pulled fiercely!

Pfft—!

The Minotaur Giant Demon's massive head, with its curved horns, along with half of its bloody spine, was brutally ripped from its neck by Lin Jingyu!

Like pulling out a giant radish!

Scalding divine blood gushed out like a fountain from the severed neck, splashing all over Lin Jingyu's upper body, making him look like a blood-soaked War God!

At this moment, the Shadow Assassin's ghostly, deadly twin daggers had just touched the skin of Lin Jingyu's lower back and throat!

Clang! Clang!

Two extremely crisp sounds, like metal clashing, rang out!

The imagined scene of flesh and blood flying did not occur!

The pitch-black short daggers, capable of piercing Low Grade Divine Artifacts, struck Lin Jingyu's bronze-colored skin, yet failed to leave even a white mark!

Instead, the terrifying recoil vibrated the daggers, almost making them fly from his hands!

The cold killing intent in the Shadow Assassin's eyes was instantly replaced by boundless shock and fear!

"How is this possible?!" he shrieked, his voice distorted. This was absolutely not a True God Realm Physical Body!

Lin Jingyu didn't even turn his head. He casually grabbed backward with his left hand, fingers spread wide, like a cage encompassing heaven and earth, ignoring the distance of space, instantly appearing above the Shadow Assassin's head!

"No—!" The Shadow Assassin was terrified out of his wits, frantically burning Divine Power to escape, but he despairingly found that the surrounding space was completely sealed by an even more tyrannical force!

Bang!

Lin Jingyu's five fingers closed like five ancient divine mountains crashing together!

The Shadow Assassin's proud Shadow Divine Body, along with the core of his divinity, was crushed into a bloody mist mixed with bone fragments and minced flesh in Lin Jingyu's palm, without even a ripple, unable to even let out a scream!

The entire Ninth Arena once again fell into a deathly silence.

Only the Minotaur's head in Lin Jingyu's hand continued to drip viscous blood, and the three rapidly cooling puddles of bloody mess at his feet.

From the moment the three Heavenly Gods rushed onto the arena together to their transformation into broken corpses, only three breaths had passed.

In the stands, all the frenzied roars were once again abruptly cut off.

Countless eyes were wide, mouths agape enough to fit a fist, faces filled with extreme fear and bewilderment.

Crushing a Heavenly God with bare hands! Tearing another Heavenly God apart!

Standing still and letting the third Heavenly God's killing attack fail to even break his skin, then casually crushing him!

Is this still a True God Realm?! This is a humanoid Primordial Vicious Beast, isn't it?!

"T-together... really... they went together... and then they were all gone?" A True God Realm muttered to himself, his voice trembling beyond recognition.

"Gulp..." The sound of swallowing saliva rose and fell in the stands.

The old man in charge of the Ninth Arena, his hand holding the record token trembling slightly, his cloudy old eyes fixed on the blood-soaked figure in the arena, as if looking at a prehistoric beast that devoured people.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The blood-red token in Lin Jingyu's hand flashed red three times consecutively, and the number instantly jumped from "one" to "four"!

At the same time, red light surged below the arena, and three small mountains of divine crystals piled up. Each pile far exceeded the previous Heart-Splitting Demon's ten thousand, especially the one contributed by the Middle Celestial God assassin, which was close to thirty thousand!

[Ding! Killed a Lower Heaven God (Giant Scorpion Demon)! Gained 800,000 origin points!]

[Ding! Killed a Lower Heaven God Peak (Earth-Rending Minotaur Demon)! Gained 1,000,000 origin points!]

[Ding! Killed a Middle Celestial God (Shadow Assassin)! Gained 1,500,000 origin points!]

[Ding! Accumulated 4 consecutive wins! Gained 50,000 divine crystals!]

The cold System prompts flashed through Lin Jingyu's mind, bringing with them the burning sensation of growing power.

origin points, frantically surging!

He shook off the grotesque Minotaur head in his hand, letting it roll into the pool of blood.

Divine blood slid down his chiseled muscles, dripping onto the arena with soft "tap, tap" sounds, which in this deathly silent environment, sounded like the drums of death.

"Too weak."

Lin Jingyu's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced the silence, carrying a deep-seated indifference, "Not even qualified to help me stretch my muscles."

His cold gaze, like a tangible blade, slowly swept over the challengers below the arena who had previously clamored to attack him together, as well as the areas of other arenas further away.

Wherever his gaze fell, all living beings he saw, whether ferocious demons or powerful Martial Artists, felt their scalps tingle, instinctively taking a step back, avoiding that gaze that seemed capable of devouring everything.

"Trash." Lin Jingyu uttered two words, like a judgment.

Boom!

These two words ignited a powder keg! The entire Blood Battle Corridor went completely insane!

"Monster! He's definitely a monster!"

"Four consecutive wins! Instantly killing three Heavenly Gods! How is this possible?"

"Start a new bet! Bet on how many consecutive wins he can achieve!"

"God of Slaughter! The Lower Realm's God of Slaughter, Lin Jingyu!"

The Ninth Arena instantly became the focal point of the entire Blood Battle Corridor!

Countless greedy, fearful, and fanatical gazes shot over from all directions.

Lin Jingyu's fierce reputation spread rapidly like a plague among the frenzied gamblers and spectators.

The subsequent battles became a one-sided slaughter feast!

A Peak Upper Heavenly God who cultivated Fire-Elemental Laws, his body ablaze with scorching flames, had just stepped onto the arena. Before his giant palm of heaven-burning divine flame could descend, Lin Jingyu shattered space with a single step, closed in on him, and punched through his chest. The violent force directly pulverized his Divine Core along with half of his body!

[origin points +2,000,000! Divine crystals +30,000! Wins +1!]

A Middle Celestial God Peak, renowned for his defense, clad in Black Tortoise Divine Armor, roared as he unleashed his strongest defensive divine light.

Lin Jingyu simply joined his fingers like a blade and casually swiped! Rip!

The Black Tortoise Divine Armor, along with its owner's body, was torn in half like a piece of ragged cloth!

[origin points +1,800,000! Divine crystals +25,000! Wins +1!]

Battle! Slaughter! Consecutive wins!

Lin Jingyu was like a tireless, precise, and efficient killing machine, unleashing a bloody storm on the Ninth Arena.

His fighting style was always simple and brutal: punches, palms, fingers, charges!

No fancy techniques, just the most primitive, purest, all-crushing Physical Body strength!

No matter if the opponent was a Lower Heaven God, Middle Celestial God, or Upper Heavenly God!

No matter how exquisite the Laws they wielded, how bizarre their Divine Abilities, or how solid their defenses!

In front of his power, they were all like paper!

One punch! One palm! One finger! One charge!

Either dead or crippled!

The blood-red light barrier on the arena was stained red again and again, then washed clean by new showers of blood.

Divine crystals piled up like mountains, then were collected into his System space without a glance.

The number on his blood-red token jumped frantically as if possessed!

Ten consecutive wins! Twenty consecutive wins! Thirty consecutive wins!... Fifty consecutive wins! Seventy consecutive wins! Ninety consecutive wins!

The atmosphere throughout the Blood Battle Corridor had been completely ignited to its Peak!

Every time Lin Jingyu stepped onto the arena, it would trigger roars like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami!

His name, "Lower Realm God of Slaughter Lin Jingyu," had become synonymous with bloodlust, power, and invincibility!

Ninety-nine consecutive wins!

When Lin Jingyu casually crushed the head of a Middle Celestial God Peak again, kicking the headless corpse off the arena, the entire Ninth Arena area fell into a brief silence, then erupted into fanatical shouts loud enough to overturn the dome!

"Ninety-nine! Ninety-nine consecutive wins!"

"One hundred consecutive wins! One hundred consecutive wins is within reach!"

"Monster! He did it! He's really about to do it!"

The old man in charge of the Ninth Arena was now standing upright, his cloudy old eyes gleaming, his hand holding the record token trembling slightly from excitement.

He stared intently at Lin Jingyu, his voice carrying a hint of awe that he himself hadn't noticed: "Lin Jingyu! Ninth Arena, ninety-nine consecutive wins! The next match is for one hundred consecutive wins! Win, and you will receive the 'Hundred-Win Champion' title of the Blood Battle Corridor and generous rewards!"

Buzz!

As the old man's voice fell, the Void Realm of the entire Ninth Arena trembled slightly!

A pressure far more powerful, domineering, and destructive than all previous opponents suddenly descended!

A brawny figure tore through space and heavily crashed onto the arena!

Rumble!

The arena shook violently!

The newcomer was extremely tall, almost on par with Lin Jingyu, covered in dark-golden, hideous bone armor, with sharp bone spurs extending from his joints, and a head like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, his vertical pupils burning with fiery golden flames!

A wild aura swept out like a tangible hurricane, carrying the scent of sulfur and lava!

"Peak Upper Heavenly God!" A collective gasp of cold air rose from the stands.

"It's 'Lava Tyrant' Baal! He actually came!"

"Legend says he has a trace of Ancient Lava Behemoth Bloodline flowing within him, his power is boundless and terrifying!"

"It's over! This God of Slaughter has finally met his match! Baal is a fierce individual who can truly fight ordinary Lower God Kings!"

Baal's burning vertical pupils locked onto Lin Jingyu, his voice like rolling thunder, filled with brutality and greed: "Insect from the Lower Realm! Your winning streak ends here! Your flesh and Divine Soul will become the nourishment for my ascension to God King! Remember, the one who kills you is Baal!"

Boom!

Before his words even finished, Baal moved! He didn't test, directly unleashing his full power!

Blinding lava light erupted from his dark-golden bone armor, and his entire body seemed to transform into a burning meteor!

He threw a punch! Where the fist passed, space was scorched with black marks, and the terrifying high temperature caused the arena's blood-red light barrier to violently twist and fluctuate!

Within the punch's force, there was even a trace of tyrannical Destruction Law!

This punch was enough to shatter stars! To severely injure a Lower God King!

Facing this world-destroying punch, a faint hint of... interest finally flickered in Lin Jingyu's eyes.

He still didn't dodge.

He merely slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers slowly closing into a fist.

As he moved, an indescribably terrifying power awakened and condensed within him!

His entire body's Qi and blood erupted like billions of volcanoes simultaneously, forming visible crimson-golden smoke that shot straight towards the dome of the Blood Battle Corridor!

The space of the entire arena groaned under the unbearable pressure of this pure power condensation, as if it would completely collapse at any moment!

Prototype of the Rule of Strength! 50% of the Prototype of the Rule of Strength was pushed to its extreme!

"Flashy tricks." Lin Jingyu's voice was cold, carrying a hint of disdain.

Then, he threw a punch at the incoming lava meteor, equally powerful!

There was no dazzling light! No manifestation of Laws! Only the purest, most concentrated, terrifying fist power, as if it could punch through the primordial Universe!

Boom—!!!

Two disproportionate fists collided violently, under countless gazes filled with utter horror!