Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1370 The Origin of the Losing Streak and the Ranking of Strong Teams
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Now, the 30-game losing streak they often mention refers to the third phase of special training, where the difficulty of team drills and battles has skyrocketed, which can be called hell mode.

On the first day of special training, the boys faced off against the Soul Sect of the Jinyiwei.

They were young and fearless, and with excellent teamwork, they almost won the first battle, which instantly boosted their morale.

However, the situation on the second day suddenly changed, and powerful Soul King-level warriors joined the battle.

These Soul Kings were powerful and experienced. Although the young men fought hard, they could only win or lose half of them.

On the third day, they encountered a powerful lineup composed entirely of Soul Kings.

Faced with such a strong opponent, the teenagers were obviously overwhelmed, with more losses than wins, and a winning rate of only 10% to 20%. However, they still gritted their teeth and persisted, not backing down.

On the fourth day, powerful Soul Emperors such as Su Henhan, Mo Yuqi, Zhu Changyun, Cheng Hao, and Zhu Shiqing appeared one after another.

Ten matches are a huge challenge for the teenagers.

They tried their best, but lost nine out of ten battles. Their chance of winning was less than 50%, and it was a fluke for them to win a single game.

On the fifth day, the situation became increasingly serious, as there were three or four Soul Emperors in the opposing camp.

The young men tried their best, but in the end they were no match for the powerful enemy and were completely wiped out without winning a single match.

On the sixth day, Soul Saint masters such as Lian Chenchen, Shen Fei, Xia Ying, and Feng Qisheng also came to the battlefield and fought one by one. The young men were defeated in ten battles and the defeat was without any suspense.

The situation was most dangerous on the last day of special training.

Cheng Yun stood in the air riding on the Green Shadow Divine Eagle, and two or three Soul Saints came down together.

In these ten matches, the young men had no chance of winning at all.

The soul skills in the sky were like the pouring galaxy. The boys' defenses were broken just after they were set up, and they could not last more than two rounds in ten battles.

All 30 games in the next three days were lost, and the black uniform was covered with frost and dust. This was the origin of the 30-game losing streak.

They are only in their teens, and although they are gifted, it is a luxury for them to win against Soul Emperor and Soul Saint-level masters with profound heritage.

There are all kinds of soul masters at the Soul King, Soul Emperor, and Soul Saint levels. Most of the masters of the Chang'an Jinyiwei have fought against them. For those who haven't, Chen Xiaojun has also found a way to invite relevant soul masters.

The boys were beaten again and again and experienced countless failures.

However, they are also growing in this brutal special training.

The cooperation became more and more tacit, the movements were crisper and more decisive, the use of soul skills became more reasonable, and the mentality became more and more stable, as if they had already taken winning or losing lightly (they had to take it lightly).

But as long as they make progress, Chen Xiaojun will increase the difficulty without hesitation.

No wonder even Titled Douluo Chen Cong couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Chen Xiaojun had gone a little too far this time.

Thirty consecutive losses were just the final pain. If we counted the whole process, they lost nearly a hundred games in the third round of special training.

The spark that was initially struggling to hold on in the eyes of the young men gradually dimmed, their hearts became dead, and finally they became numb like the walking corpses.

But in the end, they can only cruelly adapt to this high-intensity failure and setbacks, the hardship and pain of which are unimaginable.

That’s why Chen Shurui said, I really don’t know how they managed to survive.

It has to be said that they are truly tempered into steel.

Finally, Chen Xiaojun went even further and arranged several Soul Douluos to release their aura towards them.

Because Chen Xiaojun didn't know whether others would use shady tactics, like Hu Yanzhen and Shi Nian in later generations, so he let the young people adapt to this strong pressure and deterrence in advance.

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The roar of the ancient bronze bell split the air, countless golden threads fell from the sky, and soul power ripples were like raging waves. The entire arena was shrouded in this majestic momentum.

Zhu Mobai's one knee was sunk deep into the bluestone arena, and cracks quickly spread from under his boots like a spider web.

Dark red blood dripped down his silver-scale wristband and condensed into strings of agate under the scorching sunlight, which was shocking to the sight.

"Brother!" Zhu Luoxi screamed, and a soul-breaking spear was still pressed tightly against her throat.

The spear's cold light flickered three inches, making the girl's pretty face pale as snow, without a trace of blood.

The nine copper rings on the tassel of the gun jingled like a death spell, and every sound struck everyone's heart.

"Young lady, don't move," Yang Yanyu said calmly, "Be careful of the sword!"

He also comes from the Yang family and is Yang Yanlang's younger brother.

Zhong Weifeng's powerful force, which was wrapped in the shadow of the Xuanhuang Bell, gradually receded, and his battle uniform with golden patterns rustled in the wind.

He looked down at his opponent, a green light flashing between his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and asked coldly: "Brother Zhu, do you still want to fight?"

Zhu Mobai's throat was filled with a sweet and fishy taste, but he tried to raise his spirit strength and laughed loudly: "What a genius! The Nine Mysteries of Xuanhuang, the sound waves taking shape, the hidden power of shock - Brother Zhong, you win."

Before he finished speaking, a line of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Zhong Weifeng clenched his five fingers, and the Xuanhuang Bell turned into a golden light and entered his palm. He bowed and said, "Brother Zhu is brave and brave. I am lucky. Thank you for letting me."

The smoke gradually dissipated, but the Soul-Breaking Spear was still locking onto Zhu Luoxi's vital point, and the tassel of the spear was as red as blood.

As the competition progresses, strong dialogues are inevitable.

One of the highlights of today is the challenge between Ping An College and Yue Si College.

The two soul kings Zhu Mobai and Zhu Luoxi, who were on the second and third place of the Tianjiao list, were eventually defeated by Zhong Weifeng and Yang Yanyu. The dark horse was defeated, but the legend remained. The battle finally ended with the lingering sound of the ancient bell.

The exclamations from the viewing platform continued as the flags of the various academies circling the arena fluttered vigorously in the strong wind. The flags of the three major academies were particularly eye-catching.

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Before them, Xuanhuang Academy was narrowly defeated by Canghui Academy.

The confrontation between the two sides was extremely fierce. Xuanhuang Academy, with its ringing bells, was ultimately no match for Canghui Academy's Liuli Baohua.

The Shura Illusion of Canghui Academy in later generations seems to be quite powerful, with a high upper limit, but its fundamental feature lies in the infinite extension of the gem attributes.

This characteristic is like a bridge, which can efficiently connect and gather soul power.

Even if you don't choose illusion, other skills can still be powerful due to this feature.

In this battle, Canghui Academy sent out five gem-spirit spirit masters who used the method of focusing sunlight.

I saw five-colored gems interweaving in the air, transforming into a body of scorching sun.

The blazing sun's divine light rushed down, erupting into extremely hot flames.

When the captain of the Xuanhuang team, Zhongli Wei, sacrificed the Black Iron Soul-Calming Bell, the dense patterns on the bell wall were burned by the blazing flames, leaving spider-web-like cracks.

With a clang, the ancient bell fell to the ground.

Zhongli Wei's clothes spontaneously caught fire and he fell from the stage like a flaming butterfly with broken wings.

Lian Changzhi stroked his beard and chuckled, with a glazed glow flowing between his fingers. He said proudly, "How about it, Old Fengtou? You thought we would use the Shura Illusion, but you didn't expect that our Gem Reflecting the Sun, this soul power extension is so wonderful that it would catch your eye?"

Zhong Feng looked calm and said calmly, "It is indeed very powerful. It used the refraction of gemstones and used the light attribute instead of the illusion attribute. It was really unexpected. We deserved our defeat."

Lu Jingcheng said with emotion: "It seems that the light and brilliance is flowing lightly, but in fact it turns all the vitality of heaven and earth into the thread in the hand."

Wang Wei also joked: "One of the highlights of today is Xuan Huang getting beaten!"

"Haha, you guys are so mean. On the first day Old Fengtou came here, you let him watch his disciple get beaten and his invincible golden body was broken."

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One third of the competition has passed, and now there are three fewer teams left after fighting against each other out of the seven teams that maintained an undefeated record.

Only four teams, Chang'an, Canghui, Yuesi and Qinglin, still stand out from the crowd.

It has to be said that they are worthy of being the top team at the national level, tied for first place.

Following closely behind are the Tianlang, Xuanhuang, Ping'an, Tianfeng and Wushan teams, all of which are tied for second place with a record of six wins and one loss.

They were all defeated by the three major academies, among which Chang'an made great contributions.

Afterwards, Tianfeng College continued its outstanding performance.

Although Tianfeng injured many people in the battle with Chang'an College, he was still able to overcome the difficulties under Si Yijing's excellent scheduling and arrangements.

In addition, Wushan College is also considered a dark horse, having only been defeated by Chang'an so far.

They use a lineup of double control, double support + strong control free man. This combination makes the team extremely resilient and has good field control capabilities.

Coupled with Xia Shuyao's exquisite illusion and Qin Huabin's powerful attack power, the performance was outstanding.

Of course, the two teams, Tianfeng and Wushan, have not yet had anything to do with the other top teams.

More trials and battles will be needed to reveal their true strength and final ranking among the strong teams.

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The night was as dark as ink, and the cold iron spear tips in the martial arts arena reflected the cold moon.

Yang Tiexin's rough knuckles unconsciously rubbed the iron spear's pattern, and suddenly raised his head: "Are you really going to do this tomorrow?"

Yang Yanlang stood with his hands behind his back, his short triangle hair like steel needles motionless in the wind, like an iron statue.

He stretched out his calloused right hand and clenched it, as if he wanted to grasp the entire night sky in his palm: "Second Uncle, since our Yang family has decided to join the Chen family, they naturally have the strength to convince us."

“And if we want to better integrate into the Chen family, we must demonstrate the value of our Yang family.”

As he spoke, he glanced to the side and saw his younger brother Yang Yanyu standing with his spear in his hand. His handsome face with sharp eyebrows flickered in the shadows.

Speaking of the two brothers of the Yang family, Yang Yanlang continued the Yang family's iconic hairstyle, showing his fortitude; while his younger brother Yang Yanyu was handsome with well-shaped eyes and extraordinary temperament.

This is a bit like Brother Chen Xiaojun.

The older generation of the Yang family has a deep understanding of the Chen family's strength, but the young people who are fearless like a newborn calf may still need a direct contest.

Yang Yanlang's fingertips brushed across the cloud pattern on the spear shaft, making a clanging sound. "It is better to see a formation of swords than a forest of spears!"

"The Chen family wants our Yang family just for the gun formation, right? Then let them experience it."

Seeing that Yang Tiexin was a little hesitant, Yang Yanlang raised his eyebrows and said, "Second Uncle, I will know how to handle the situation."

Yang Tiexin's Adam's apple rolled: "But the problem is that what you use is not just our Yang family's things."

The corners of Yang Yanlang's lips curled up in a cold arc: "Then it would be a good opportunity to thank our host family - the Chen family."

Yang Yanyu suddenly chuckled, and his slender fingers brushed the jade pendant on his waist. His bright peach blossom eyes shone surprisingly brightly in the shadows: "Brother, I wish you good luck."

(End of this chapter)