When he heard the words of this powerful man from the God of War Realm, not only Ke Bei was a little confused, but the thousands of people under the Bluestone War Book were also stunned.

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It was no longer common sense that Jiawen had fought two consecutive games before. Now Ke Bei is going to fight continuously again?

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"Haha, you have ninety-nine games left next, no problem!"

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The powerful war god realm who served as the referee slowly walked to Ke Bei, with a faint smile on his face and asked softly.

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Ke Bei nodded and stood at the Central Committee of the Bluestone Battlefield again. He felt it didn't matter. It would be better to have a hundred consecutive games, so he would save trouble in the future and solve it in one go.

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Hearing the nose of this powerful war god realm, everyone under Qingshi Zhanzhan took a breath of air conditioning. The audience suddenly became silent, and then suddenly a burst of exclamations sounded.

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In this Qinglong Ranking Battle, except for Li Qingfeng and Tomb Broken Soul, no one has fought for hundreds of consecutive games. Even Wang Yuan fought step by step. Everyone in the Qingshi Battle could never have imagined that the guy they were still despising just now would have received such glory!

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Most of the people in the Qingshi Battle are old people, and they know very well what it means to be able to fight hundreds of consecutive games!

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"elder brother"

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Seeing that Ke Bei blocked Jia Wen's sword, Luo Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. The fists that were clenched together slowly relaxed, but when he heard that Ke Bei was going to fight ninety-nine consecutive games, he was immediately worried again.

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Luo Ling, like Ke Bei, has just arrived at Jiujiang Genius Training Camp not long ago. He doesn't understand the hidden rules of some Jiujiang Genius Training Camps, and he doesn't know what it means to be able to fight hundreds of consecutive games.

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"kindness"

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Hearing Luo Ling call him, Luo Han slowly came to his senses from the shock, took a breath slightly, and saw the worry on Luo Ling's face, and shook his head with a wry smile.

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"Ling'er, don't worry about that guy anymore. His strength is far beyond your and my imagination!" "Being able to fight for hundreds of consecutive games means that Ke Bei has the strength to be invincible in the realm of mortality!" Luo Han took a deep breath, looked at Luo Ling's little face, and said word by word.

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"Invincible in the realm of escape from the mortal world?" Luo Ling was stunned for a moment, and then a sweet smile suddenly appeared on his cheek.

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"Are you invincible in the realm of the mortal world like Li Qingfeng and the Broken Soul of Tomb?" Luo Ling seemed to suddenly think of something, staring at Shu Lingling's big eyes and looking at Luo Han. She suddenly remembered that it seemed that Li Qingfeng and the Broken Soul of Tomb fought for hundreds of consecutive games at the beginning of the Qinglong List ranking battle.

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"Yes!"

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Luo Han nodded heavily. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that a newcomer who had just entered Jiujiang Genius Training Camp, and had only been four months, and had no teacher's teaching, could have the ability to escape the mortal realm in just four months!

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Ke Bei is a newcomer like Luo Ling. He doesn't know what it means to fight hundreds of consecutive games, but he has absolute confidence in his strength and there is no pressure at all when fighting hundreds of consecutive games.

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In the following time, the Bluestone Battle Stage became Ke Bei's stage alone, and people kept coming up. However, after seeing Ke Bei's strength, nearly half of the ninety people directly admitted defeat, while the Bluestone Battle Stage was increasing, and almost all the students from the entire Jiujiang Genius Training Camp were here.

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"What do you think?"

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Outside the bluestone battle platform, two people stood in a remote corner. One of them had half-black and half-year-old hair, and a Tang sword in his arms. His expression was cold and the ice that had not melted for thousands of years. The other was wearing a flowing white shirt with an elegant and indifferent smile on his face. The man was talking to him.

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The cold man with black and white hair stared at Ke Bei and slowly shook his head, but did not speak.

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"I understand"

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Li Qingfeng smiled slightly. He knew what the cold man meant. Since he shook his head, it meant that he was not sure that he could win Ke Bei.

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"I'm not sure if I want to win him. Haha, maybe no one can win him under the realm of the God of War!" Li Qingfeng had a faint smile on his cheek, and a white long gown moved with the wind. He looked at Ke Bei on the battlefield calmly, and could not see the expression on his face.

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"Ninety-third!"

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Ke Bei had a faint smile on his lips, and the Nine Yang Divine Arts shook slightly, and he waved his hand and shook a young man off the bluestone battle platform. With Ke Bei's current strength, he could defeat him at will when facing the average mortal realm of the mortal world.

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In just two hours, Ke Bei had defeated the 93 young geniuses who participated in the ranking battle of the Qinglong List.

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Ke Bei was wearing a silver battle suit, facing the faint breeze, and with a smile on his lips, he stood calmly in the center of the bluestone battle platform, quietly waiting for the next contestant.

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Bang!

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With a light sound, a contestant suddenly stepped onto the bluestone battle platform.

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Ke Bei, who stood calmly on the bluestone battle platform, turned slightly and looked at the man. The man had a tiger back and a bear waist, a fat face, and a pair of octagonal giant hammers in his hand, looking quite rough.

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Ke Bei took a casual look at the rather rough man and slowly raised his palm. The Nine Yang Divine Art, which had turned into a light golden liquid in the dantian, fluctuated slightly, and an invisible hot internal force gradually appeared in Ke Bei's palm.

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"etc!"

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Just as Ke Bei was about to take action, the man with a rough face lowered his voice and looked at Ke Bei with a nervous look. From the corner of his eyes, he carefully floated at the Bluestone fighters everyone under the stage. When he was sure that no one noticed him, the man in need took a big step and came to Ke Bei.

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"That brother, can you ask me something?"

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The crazi man with a wide cheek with his cheeks flashed with his eyes and looked a little embarrassed.

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"What's the matter?"

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Ke Bei didn't know what the rough man was going to do, so he looked up slightly, glanced at the man, and asked slowly.

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"Ahem, I know I will definitely not be your opponent, but can you please don't let me lose too ugly? My girlfriend is watching off the stage, and I'm embarrassed to admit defeat. If you defeat me, my brother, you should understand?"

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The rough man's palm, holding the octagonal hammer tightly, sweat leaked out, and a little sweat oozed out of his forehead. From the corner of his eyes, he swept to the bottom of the bluestone battle platform from time to time, and a corner in the northeast direction, with a look quite nervous.

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"This...is easy to say"

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Ke Bei followed the man's gaze and looked at the northeast direction quietly. When Ke Bei saw a woman of medium height, constantly standing on tiptoe to look at the bluestone battle platform, Ke Bei immediately understood, a faint smile appeared on his cheek, and after a pause in his tone, he lowered his voice as a rough man, responded with a refreshing response.

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To be continued...