The previous standing record was three thousand two hundred and fifteen consecutive victories, set by an ancient patriarch of the Martial Fist King Sect nearly eighty thousand years ago.
That record had stood unchallenged all that time. It was regarded as unbreakable, a legendary feat passed down as a story to inspire disciples.
Cattaleya had not simply broken it.
She had pulverized it into dust and then stomped the dust into the ground.
Ten thousand sixty seven victories in one day.
The elders of the Martial Fist King Sect watched from the upper pavilion, slack jawed and speechless. Some rubbed their eyes, convinced they were hallucinating. One elder muttered that the world had gone mad. Another whispered that if this continued, they might need to rewrite the tournament rules entirely.
Even the sect disciples recognized the severity of the situation.
