Reigns By Combined Length
- Key
| Symbol | Meaning |
|---|---|
| † | Indicates the current champion |
| + | Indicates that the number of days held by this individual changes every day. |
| Rank | Wrestler | # of reigns | Combined days |
|---|---|---|---|
| 01 !1 | Satánico, ElEl Satánico | 01 !1 | 1561 !1,561 |
| 02 !2 | Charles, Jr., EmilioEmilio Charles, Jr. | 02 !2 | 1281 !1,281 |
| 03 !3 | Averno | 01 !1 | 1038 !1,038 |
| 04 !4 | Casas, NegroNegro Casas | 01 !1 | 0879 !879 |
| 05 !5 | Mendoza, RingoRingo Mendoza | 01 !1 | 0742 !742 |
| 06 !6 | Liger, JushinJushin Liger | 01 !1 | 0564 !564 |
| 07 !7 | Rojo, Jr., DragónDragón Rojo, Jr. † | 01 !1 | 0522 !7002611000000000000611+ |
| 08 !8 | Dandy, ElEl Dandy | 03 !3 | 0350 !350 |
| 09 !9 | El Hijo del Fantasma | 01 !1 | 0208 !208 |
| 10 !10 | Llanes, JavierJavier Llanes | 01 !1 | 0201 !201 |
| 11 !11 | Blue Panther | 01 !1 | 0184 !184 |
| 12 !12 | Bestia Salvaje | 01 !1 | 0103 !103 |
| 13 !13 | Dantés, ApoloApolo Dantés | 01 !1 | 0077 !77 |
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