While Qin Feng and his group listened to the conversation, Xiao Fan and Yin Tiantian overheard some news that piqued their interest.
"Brother Li, did you go to the Hundred Refinement Arena yesterday? How did it go?"
"Oh, don't even mention it. We were on a three-game winning streak, but then we ran into a tough opponent and it was all stopped. Otherwise, I would have made a fortune."
"Oh, that's a real shame."
"Brother Wang, what about you?"
"I went too, hehe, but I was lucky and won five straight games, making a small profit."
"Congratulations, Brother Wang! It's been a long time since a Hundred Battles King has been born."
"That's right, the King of a Hundred Battles. As the name suggests, it requires winning a hundred consecutive battles. How difficult that is."
"Brother Wang is right. However, the number of matches is one aspect. The key is that after winning ten consecutive matches, the difficulty level increases by a whole level."
Those who maintain a winning streak must then compete against each other, and this process must continue until a hundred matches are completed. Losing even one match results in elimination, which is incredibly difficult.
Yin Tiantian and Xiao Fan's eyes lit up. This was a great opportunity for training. Listening to Wang and Li's conversation, it seemed they could even earn immortal crystals. This was a wonderful thing!
They were powerless to help Qin Feng, Leng Yuexi, and Ao Ling when they were fighting enemies, and could only watch helplessly. Now that they could finally show their skills, they were naturally excited.
If I could win a hundred consecutive matches and earn the title of "King of a Hundred Battles," wouldn't that be wonderful?
Qin Feng saw through their thoughts. Instead of approaching them, he called to the waiter, "Tell us what's going on with this Hundred Refinement Ground and the Hundred Battles King?"
The waiter knew exactly what was going on and explained it to him with a cheerful smile.
"Gentlemen, you must be from out of town. Our Frost Tide City Hundred Refinement Arena is quite interesting."
The Hundred Refinement Arena is a place for people to compete, and it is also a casino.
Spectators can place bets, and participants can also place bets, but they can only bet on themselves to win. If they win, they can also receive a cut from the bookmaker.
Yin Tiantian urged, "Then what about the Hundred Battles King?"
The waiter continued to explain, saying that what he said was similar to what the other two had said before: to become a "King of a Hundred Battles," one must win a hundred consecutive battles. Each ten battles is like an invisible barrier, and it is extremely difficult to break through ten barriers in a row.
Qin Feng asked, "Is it necessary to fight a hundred times? Can I challenge opponents of higher levels?"
The waiter answered fluently.
"It is allowed to challenge someone who has won 20 games, but not someone who has won 30 games."
And there's another condition: your bet must be ten times that of the other person.
Qin Feng nodded. This made sense. If there were no cost, everyone would be challenging opponents of higher levels, so why bother accumulating experience from the very first match?
Ao Ling also became interested, "Are there any restrictions on cultivation level?"
The waiter looked at her approvingly.
"That's for sure. The Hundred Refinement Arena is set up for those below the Immortal Emperor level. The arenas are set up according to different cultivation levels, starting from the Profound Immortal and ending at the Immortal King level."
Upon hearing this, Yin Tiantian and Xiao Fan were even more eager to go to the Hundred Refinement Grounds for some training.
Qin Feng asked for the address of the Hundred Refinement Grounds, gave the waiter a tip, and sent him away.
Yin Tiantian stared intently at Qin Feng, "Junior Brother, this is a great place. I'm confident I can win a lot of immortal crystals."
Xiao Fan didn't say anything, but his eyes betrayed him.
Qin Feng said irritably, "Let's eat first, it won't make a difference if we wait a little longer."
The group left the restaurant and arrived at the Hundred Refinement Grounds, which was very grandly decorated, resembling a sect or powerful organization.
As they approached, they heard shouts and sounds of fighting; it was quite a lively scene.
There are many people here, even more than in the restaurant, and everyone here is very excited, like they've been injected with chicken blood.
As Qin Feng and his group approached, someone came to greet them and explain the rules.
They went inside and were greeted by a sea of people and numerous fighting rings.
What caught their attention was a unique arena in the center, decorated in a very grand and sophisticated manner.
There were people competing on the other arenas, but that arena was temporarily empty.
Yin Tiantian couldn't help but ask, "Why is that arena so different?"
The waiter replied with a smile, "That arena will only open when the Hundred Battles King is born."
After learning the rules, Yin Tiantian and Xiao Fan couldn't wait to sign up for the competition, which was at the True Immortal level.
They also placed a bet on themselves.
Just to be on the safe side, the two decided to warm up by placing three bets.
It wasn't long before it was Yin Tiantian's turn.
Her opponent was a burly, bearded man, a late-stage True Immortal, who wielded a large hammer.
The Khan looked at Yin Tiantian with some disapproval, shook his heavy hammer, and said in a deep voice:
"Hey girl, just admit defeat. I'm going to get ten consecutive wins. I don't want to waste my time on you. You're no match for me."
Just as Yin Tiantian was about to show off her skills, she suddenly heard a mocking remark from her opponent, leaving her speechless. For this kind of person, attacking is the most effective response.
The Crimson Sky Immortal Sword was drawn from its sheath, emitting a joyful sword cry; it seemed the sword was also excited.
The Crimson Sky Immortal Sword was originally a broken sword, which was later repaired by Qin Feng, and its appearance has changed somewhat.
Most people wouldn't recognize her, and naturally wouldn't associate Yin Tiantian with the Crimson Sky Immortal Emperor.
Yin Tiantian's aura hardened, and she unleashed her power, revealing herself as a late-stage True Immortal, her sword pointing towards the burly man.
The surrounding immortal energy swirled around her, generating countless sword energies, making her seem like the master of ten thousand swords.
The Khan initially didn't take Yin Tiantian seriously when he saw her about to be seen at the slightest provocation, but when the sword was pointed at him and he felt an invisible pressure, he immediately straightened his posture.
Just now, he didn't know if it was his imagination, but the moment Yin Tiantian unleashed her aura, he seemed to feel an imperial might, like that of a celestial emperor, which made his heart tighten.
But this feeling was fleeting, disappearing as soon as he tried to sense it, which puzzled him greatly.
Yin Tiantian has already made her move. "Go."
The sword energy surrounding her, like thousands of meteors streaking across the night sky, hurtled towards the burly man.
Seeing this, the Khan became arrogant again, "Child's play, watch my hammer."
He swung his heavy hammer, stomped his foot, causing the ground to shake, and smashed it down on the thousands of sword energies.
The heavy hammer seemed weightless in his hands, yet the gale he created by swinging it was terrifying.
The sheer force of this momentum alone can affect the incoming sword energy.
The sword energy rained down, but the hurricane whipped up by the hammer swept it all away.
However, quite a few sword energies still landed on him, but they were eventually scattered by the hammer.
Once Yin Tiantian entered battle mode, she was completely different from her usual carefree self. Seeing this, she was not discouraged and used the same trick again, summoning a massive amount of immortal energy.
Gathering its energy into a sword, it once again charged towards the Han Dynasty. However, this time the Crimson Sky Immortal Sword was also affected, merging into the myriad sword energies and becoming an inconspicuous member.
The burly man scoffed, "The previous attempts were useless. Why repeat them? It's really boring."
He raised the hammer again and smashed it down, sweeping away all the sword energy.
Suddenly, he frowned, sensing danger behind him.
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