# Chapter 1856: Strong Against Strong
The ancient pavilion that Lin Feng entered happened to be directly below the observation platform where the two commanders were located. This pavilion had the best view, but because the two commanders were above, no one else was there. Now, seeing that aside from the very remote pavilions on the left and right, only this one remained, Lin Feng stepped directly into it.
As he entered the pavilion, he clearly heard a proud snort. Turning around, he saw Qin Yao with a cold face, a hint of resentment in her beautiful eyes. The Black Rope Commander seemed to be setting her bones and healing her injuries.
Seeing Qin Yao's expression, Lin Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Lin Feng didn't know his own strength. Princess, please forgive me."
"Didn't you say that if I insisted on continuing the fight, you couldn't guarantee my safety? Were you still holding back when you struck me?" Qin Yao rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth, causing Lin Feng to show an awkward expression. He chuckled sheepishly. Times were different. Earlier, they were on the battle platform, locked in conflict, and he had to seize the hundred consecutive victories. Now that the battle was over, there was no need to provoke Qin Yao's anger. Besides, he could see that the Black Rope Commander and his daughter were not unreasonable people. Although Qin Yao was angry, there was no killing intent in her eyes.
"Qin Yao, how can you be so rude? Although you lost this battle, consider it a reminder. You still need to train diligently in the future." The Black Rope Commander said with a stern face.
"I understand." Qin Yao nodded, then looked coldly at Lin Feng and said, "If there's a chance in the future, I will definitely fight you again."
"If the princess is willing, Lin Feng will naturally oblige." Lin Feng smiled, then glanced toward the Green Lotus Commander and nodded slightly to the two of them. The Green Lotus Commander also smiled faintly at him, but neither spoke.
Lin Feng's gaze fell on the various battle platforms. Zhang Heng was still fighting, and he had already achieved sixty-two consecutive victories, which was quite remarkable. He had come to the battle platform today aiming for a hundred consecutive victories, but he hadn't expected that Lin Feng, who came with him, would accomplish it in one go, directly seizing a hundred victories and shaking the entire platform. This also stirred his own fighting spirit, making him want to battle fiercely and strive for a hundred consecutive victories as well.
Besides Zhang Heng, there was another formidable figure. This person had stepped onto the battle platform even before Lin Feng, and he had chosen a mid-rank Nether Emperor platform, which now drew Lin Feng's attention.
This man was blind. Moreover, he was a blind sword cultivator. The terrifying thing was that although he was blind, his sword was so fast it made people tremble. Not only fast, but also cunning and bizarre. You could never predict where his sword would strike from. In front of his sword, it seemed like his opponents were the real blind ones, unable to see his blade. This was the blind swordsman, Sword Blind.
Sword Blind had stepped onto the platform at the same time as Black Prison, but he had not yet seized a hundred consecutive victories. He only had sixty-seven wins. Since he was a sword cultivator, his battles were naturally not slow—in fact, they were no slower than Lin Feng's. Every battle ended in the blink of an eye. So why did he only have sixty-seven victories by now?
Because Sword Blind's sword was ruthless. His sword often pierced his opponent's eyes, turning them blind. There weren't many such ruthless people. In battle platform duels, most people showed some restraint. Who could be sure they would never lose? And if they lost, and their opponent was ruthless toward them, what would they do? Therefore, there weren't many ruthless people. But when there was one, their strength was certainly formidable. Sword Blind was undoubtedly such a person. That was why there were often gaps between his battles—those below hesitated, wondering whether to fight. This was the reason Sword Blind only had sixty-seven consecutive victories.
At this moment, another scream rang out. On that platform, Sword Blind's sword directly pierced someone's eye. He had no eyes, but his sword had eyes.
"Fast sword, sword dissolution, poisonous sword!" Lin Feng stared at Sword Blind. Although this man's methods were extremely ruthless, his strength was undeniable, and it was indeed worth learning from his battle experience.
After watching a few battles, Lin Feng noticed that Sword Blind's sword was first of all fast—unpredictable, impossible to fathom, light and ethereal, yet taking an unconventional path.
As for sword dissolution, it was his unique sword dao ability, also built upon his fast sword. No matter how powerful the opponent's attack, he could find its weakness and then, with an extremely fast sword stroke, dissolve the attack, continuously weakening it until it was completely neutralized. Every movement was done in one smooth motion, as fast as thunder.
As for the poison of his sword, it was reflected in every single strike. As long as his sword approached, one would feel a suffocating pressure. Every one of his swords seemed to cover all the vital points of your body, as if being casually stabbed by him meant certain death. And his final strike would always pierce your eye.
Lin Feng also cultivated the sword, but he walked the righteous path, winning through the power of his sword techniques. Sword Blind's sword, however, completely took an unconventional route. Yet his combat strength was indeed formidable, and his power was terrifying.
"This Sword Blind seems likely to seize a hundred consecutive victories as well. There probably aren't many who can deal with him. I didn't expect that in a single day, several experts with a hundred consecutive victories would appear." The crowd discussed among themselves. On the observation platform, Wang Zhuo's eyes held a sharp edge as he stared at Sword Blind.
"Wang Zhuo, if you were to fight him, how would you defeat him?" The Black Rope Commander asked Wang Zhuo beside him. Wang Zhuo's strength was the same as Sword Blind's—mid-rank Nether Emperor realm—and he had once created brilliant achievements on the battle platform, with terrifyingly powerful strength.
"In the face of absolute strength, any cunning and ruthless methods are nothing but illusions." Wang Zhuo looked at Sword Blind and said calmly. The Black Rope Commander smiled slightly and said, "It's a pity you're already someone with a hundred consecutive victories, so it's not appropriate for you to go up on the platform again. Otherwise, I would like to see how you would defeat him."
Time passed slowly. Zhang Heng actually extended his winning streak to eighty-three matches, but in the end, his strength was insufficient. He was defeated by a fairly powerful opponent, falling short of success.
However, Zhang Heng was not discouraged. Although he had come for a hundred consecutive victories, he hadn't originally intended to seize them all in one go. But after seeing Lin Feng forcefully claim a hundred consecutive victories, he changed his mind and continued fighting. Although he lost in the end, he had gained a lot. Now, Zhang Heng looked toward Lin Feng, a smile on his face, appearing full of energy and spirit.
"Lin Feng, you've already achieved a hundred consecutive victories. I believe you'll shine brightly in the future. I won't stay here any longer. I'll come to the City Lord's Mansion to find you next time I go to the battle platform." Zhang Heng's voice condensed into a line and rolled toward Lin Feng.
"Alright. I look forward to your hundred consecutive victories." Lin Feng smiled and cupped his hands toward Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng turned and left without any reluctance.
On the low-rank Emperor platform, no one else achieved a hundred consecutive victories. On the mid-rank Nether Emperor platform, Sword Blind seized a hundred consecutive victories, and like Lin Feng, he did it in one go, forcefully claiming a hundred wins.
At this moment, a figure from the City Lord's Mansion appeared above the battle platforms, leaping into the void and shouting to the crowd: "After this battle, everyone should pause their challenges. Today, at the mid-rank Nether Emperor and low-rank Emperor levels, several experts with a hundred consecutive victories have gathered here. There will be a competition among these geniuses."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes sharpened. Those who had achieved a hundred consecutive victories were all geniuses. Their battles would naturally be extremely exciting. Everyone waited with anticipation.
Indeed, after one battle, everyone on the platforms stopped fighting. The figure in the void designated two platforms—the ones where Sword Blind and Lin Feng were—and said: "Since these two platforms have produced two experts with a hundred consecutive victories today, let these platforms be the center. Now, those who have achieved a hundred consecutive victories may step onto the platform."
Hearing his words, the people in the ancient pavilions stood up one after another, looking at each other. The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat tense.
"Hmph!" Qin Yao was displeased and glared at Lin Feng's back. At this moment, she should have been the one stepping onto the platform to defeat other geniuses, but Lin Feng had stolen her glory.
Figures flickered. In an instant, many figures appeared on the two platforms. On the mid-rank Nether Emperor platform, including Sword Blind, there were eleven people. On the low-rank Emperor platform, including Lin Feng, there were thirteen people. All of them were formidable fighters.
"Who do you think can defeat nine opponents and obtain the City Lord's Mansion's privilege?" The crowd began to discuss.
"On the low-rank Emperor platform, Lin Feng has a great chance. The Six Prisons Young Master was already very powerful, but Qin Yao easily defeated him. And Qin Yao, as terrifying as she was, still lost to Lin Feng. Although these people are also hundred-victory experts, it will probably be difficult for them to deal with Lin Feng. If Lin Feng selects nine opponents, he might be able to defeat them and has a great chance of seizing the privilege."
Someone speculated. The people on the observation platform listened to the whispers below. The Green Lotus Commander's expression was calm, and she smiled: "Lin Feng's reputation is very high. I also believe he can defeat nine of them."
At this moment, the figure in the void above the platform spoke: "Since the numbers are unequal, I assume you all know the rules. Today, on the low-rank Emperor platform, we'll start with Lin Feng. He will select nine opponents and fight them in sequence. If he wins nine consecutive matches, he wins. Otherwise, he loses and is eliminated. Those who lose to Lin Feng will retain one loss. Those who defeat Lin Feng will directly gain one win, and the next round will be for that person to choose opponents, selecting from the remaining eight. This cycle will continue."
There were thirteen people on the low-rank Emperor platform. If they started with Lin Feng, each person was only allowed three losses. If anyone exceeded three losses, they would be directly eliminated. Because even if they could defeat everyone else, they wouldn't have enough for nine wins. Those who fought first were at a disadvantage. Without nine consecutive wins, they would be directly eliminated.
Therefore, in this type of battle format, often no one could achieve nine wins. Perhaps after just a few rounds, the battles would stop because everyone would have lost the qualification for nine consecutive victories. No one knew what the situation would be today!