Chapter 158: First in Qingzhou! Making a Name!

Standing atop a distant rooftop were three young men, their auras the most astonishing of all.

One of them was none other than Ning Wanfeng, the number one Heavenly Pride of Qingzhou, while the other two men in white were also top-tier Heavenly Prides who had reached the tenth level of True Intent.

Add Lu Zhangsheng and Ye Yiyang to the mix.

These were the strongest individuals among the entire younger generation of Qingzhou.

The remaining ordinary geniuses and Heavenly Prides were far inferior to these few.

"Whoosh..."

At this moment, the sound of air being torn apart came from the distant void.

Liang Jinghui, accompanied by a large group of Xiantian experts from the General Hall, flew toward the high platform in the square.

As the only two top-tier Heavenly Prides of Qingning Prefecture, Lu Zhangsheng and Ye Yiyang were also subjects of great curiosity, and many had rushed to the scene to observe this battle.

Wen Zhiyuan and the others from the Second Branch were all craning their necks, looking forward to the arrival of their own Hall Master.

Even Fang Qing and her younger brother arrived in a corner, preparing to cheer for Lu Zhangsheng.

This battle, which had captured the attention of all, was about to begin.

Time flowed slowly.

The sun rose gradually, its golden radiance spilling across the entire square.

It was as if the entire Qingning Prefecture City had been draped in a layer of gold.

"Whoosh..."

A blue figure flew rapidly from the distance, traveling through the thick mist like a thunderbolt.

Even in the void, sonic booms could be heard.

With a few flashes, a man landed slowly on the central arena; it was none other than Ye Yiyang.

At this moment, he held a long blade, his eyes shining with divine light.

After several days of regulating his breath, his state had reached its absolute peak.

He had to win this battle.

He would step on Lu Zhangsheng's shoulders to ascend to the position of number one in Qingzhou.

He would become one of the top-tier Heavenly Prides of the Great Zhou.

After more than ten years of bitter cultivation, his True Intent, physical body, and blade techniques had all reached perfection.

No one knew just how strong he was at this moment.

"This person is so strong."

On the distant rooftop, Ning Wanfeng and the others sensed the waves of pressure coming from Ye Yiyang, their expressions extremely grave.

The three of them had not expected that such a powerful expert would emerge from this tiny Qingning Prefecture.

Even they dared not claim they could steadily defeat Ye Yiyang.

"Lu Zhangsheng is likely no match for this person."

The second-ranked Heavenly Pride, Tan Xinpeng, smiled faintly.

In his view, it was impossible for Qingning Prefecture to produce two supreme figures.

This Ye Yiyang had spent over ten years honing himself to bring everything to perfection.

It was almost impossible for Lu Changsheng to do so in a short period of time.

Ning Wanfeng smiled noncommittally.

"Let us just wait and see."

Although he was not optimistic about Lu Zhangsheng winning either.

But to be able to cultivate True Intent to the tenth level meant one was definitely no ordinary person.

Perhaps Lu Zhangsheng had some unknown trump card that they were unaware of.

In the square, the crowd felt the terrifying aura emanating from Ye Yiyang, their chests tightening, making it difficult to breathe.

It felt as if a giant mountain were pressing down on them.

"What a terrifying Ye Yiyang."

Facing him directly, the crowd finally felt the horror of a Heavenly Pride with tenth-level True Intent.

A trace of worry appeared on Fang Qing's pretty face.

She, too, lacked confidence in whether Lu Zhangsheng could win.

The many Xiantian experts on the high platform also nodded secretly.

Such an aura already surpassed many Xiantian martial artists.

Ye Yiyang likely had a very high probability of defeating Lu Zhangsheng.

And charging into the top two hundred of the Great Zhou Heavenly Pride Ranking.

Most of the Xiantian experts present thought the same.

As time passed.

Everyone in the arena was waiting for Lu Zhangsheng to arrive, and seeing that there was no movement for a long time, their hearts began to feel uneasy.

"Could it be that Lu Zhangsheng knows he is no match and has given up on this battle?"

Everyone began to mutter in their hearts.

"Whoosh..."

Just then, a white light flew from between the clouds in the distance, fast as lightning.

Even the void emitted whistling sounds.

The surrounding mist surged, revealing a long passage.

In an instant, a man in white fell from the high sky and landed slowly on the arena.

The person who arrived was Lu Zhangsheng.

He was seen in a long white robe, his black hair draped over his shoulders, looking like an immortal who had walked out of a painting, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

The breeze blowing his robes added a touch of carefree grace.

Some of the female martial artists below stared straight at him.

Such "appearance" simply killed off the vast majority of Heavenly Prides.

"A person like jade, a peerless young master."

This phrase could not help but surface in everyone's minds.

Even many martial artists felt a sense of inferiority.

Lu Zhangsheng looked at Ye Yiyang quietly, seemingly deaf to the aura he was releasing.

He stood as immovable as a mountain.

From the moment Lu Zhangsheng stepped onto the stage, the battle between the two had already begun.

Both sides were very tacit, neither making the first move.

"You've come."

"This seat has waited a long time for this battle today."

"I will definitely win this battle."

Ye Yiyang's eyes burned with fighting spirit, like a raging flame.

At this moment, he only wanted to prove himself, that he was the number one person in Qingning Prefecture.

Lu Zhangsheng smiled faintly and did not reply.

His expression remained as calm as water.

In his view, there was no point in trash-talking; it was better to let their skills do the talking.

"Whoosh..."

Ye Yiyang's aura erupted, pressing toward Lu Zhangsheng like ocean waves, continuous and unending.

As time passed, his aura continued to climb, becoming extremely terrifying.

Lu Zhangsheng looked calm and composed, ignoring the other's aura entirely.

His whole being exuded a sense of being immovable as a mountain.

As their auras collided, gale-force winds stirred in the void.

Many people below were blown until their cheeks stung, and they hurriedly retreated.

"These two are so strong; is this what an invincible Heavenly Pride is?"

The onlookers were shocked.

Just their aura alone made people feel they could not resist.

A few breaths later.

Ye Yiyang's aura had already reached its limit, but he found he still could not suppress Lu Zhangsheng, so his heart skipped a beat, and he struck directly.

He slashed his blade forward violently.

"Clatter..."

A blinding cold light flashed across the void, as if to cut through everything, carrying an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

The surrounding mist surged crazily, emitting whistling sounds.

With this strike, he used his full strength, wanting to gain the upper hand.

Facing a terrifying opponent like Lu Zhangsheng, he dared not be careless.

The crowd around them looked grave as they faced this terrifying blade light.

The vast majority of people present could not block this strike.

Even many Xiantian experts looked wary.

An invincible Heavenly Pride could clearly threaten them now.

This kind of attack power had already surpassed the early Xiantian stage.

Facing such an offensive, Lu Zhangsheng remained as calm as water.

"Whoosh..."

The Golden Brilliant Blade in his hand unsheathed instantly, and a brilliant blade light descended from the sky, like a heavenly river falling to the mortal world, its momentum fierce and peerless.

The blade light slashed fiercely toward the front.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

In an instant, their blade lights collided.

A heaven-shaking sound erupted, accompanied by fierce gale-force winds sweeping in all directions, making the cheeks of those below sting.

Everyone was shocked.

The bricks and stones on the ground were shattered into powder by this force, drifting in the wind.

The area around the arena was filled with rolling dust and was in a mess.

After one strike.

Lu Zhangsheng stood steadily in place, his legs seemingly rooted to the ground, impossible to shake.

His expression was very calm, and his breathing was not even slightly disordered.

He held his long blade, looking at Ye Yiyang quietly, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

Conversely, Ye Yiyang had retreated more than ten meters, leaving small pits under his feet, and landed at the edge of the arena.

In their full-strength clash, Lu Zhangsheng was in the absolute upper hand. His blade technique had long reached a level of divine mastery, not comparable to other Heavenly Prides.

Coupled with the amplification of his Killing True Intent, even if the number one Heavenly Pride of the Great Zhou came, he would not fear him.

This was the confidence brought by his earth-shattering talent.

Ye Yiyang felt an infinite force coming from his hand, his expression filled with horror.

His right hand holding the blade could not stop trembling.

This made him even more shocked.

He was a Heavenly Pride with a perfected physical body, not some ordinary goods.

Yet he felt he could barely hold on.

"Could his blade technique be far above mine?"

But his own blade technique was already perfect, and he could not help but feel some doubt.

The crowd around them was shocked to see this.

The dragon-and-tiger battle everyone expected did not happen; instead, Lu Zhangsheng had the upper hand, which was something no one had expected.

Ning Wanfeng and the other two on the rooftop also narrowed their eyes, their hearts feeling extremely heavy.

Even they dared not say they could steadily receive that strike Lu Zhangsheng just made.

"What a terrifying blade technique."

The three of them reached the peak of their wariness toward Lu Zhangsheng.

Fang Qing, her brother, and the people from the Second Branch were all filled with joy.

This battle had almost secured Lu Zhangsheng's victory.

Everyone was full of confidence.

Even Liang Jinghui and the others on the high platform were surprised.

They had not expected Lu Zhangsheng's strength to be so great, completely suppressing Ye Yiyang.

Just as everyone was discussing, the situation on the field changed again.

"Slash."

Lu Zhangsheng's blood energy erupted, and his Killing True Intent was pushed to the limit.

A blood-colored blade light flashed in the void, and it seemed as if countless evil ghosts were roaring, making people tremble with fear.

At the same time, he directly activated a wisp of his essence blood.

His aura climbed steadily, as if there were no limit.

Seeing this, Ye Yiyang's eyes narrowed.

He had already felt the terror of Lu Zhangsheng's strike.

If he could not block it, he feared for his life.

"Kill..."

His Dripping Water True Intent was pushed to the limit, and the blood energy in his body was sublimated to the extreme.

A pillar of essence energy shot straight into the clouds, and suddenly a light drizzle began to fall from the high sky, making people's bodies feel cold.

A sharp blade light flickered at the tip of his blade, and he slashed forward violently.

This time, both were giving their all, preparing to decide the outcome in one move.

Everyone in the arena stared at the arena without blinking.

The outcome was about to be revealed.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

In an instant, their long blades collided again.

A violent roar resounded through the clouds.

The surrounding energy splashed wantonly, whipping up layers of smoke and clouds, leaving the field in a complete mess.

"Pfft."

After one strike, Ye Yiyang flew backward for dozens of meters, spraying blood in mid-air, then rolled onto the ground and stopped moving.

Lu Zhangsheng stood with his blade sheathed, his expression as calm as water.

It was as if he had done something insignificant.

The two's ultimate strike ended with Lu Zhangsheng's complete victory.

Ye Yiyang, the invincible Heavenly Pride, was knocked unconscious and stopped moving.

"This..."

Countless martial artists around stared with wide eyes, shocked.

The dragon-and-tiger battle they were promised never happened; instead, Ye Yiyang was knocked unconscious in one move.

This simply overturned everyone's perception.

With such strength, Lu Zhangsheng definitely had the hope of ranking in the top one hundred of the Great Zhou Heavenly Pride Ranking.

Only those Heavenly Prides who created their own perfect moves and broke through their limits could possibly be Lu Zhangsheng's opponents.

Thinking of this, a monstrous wave rose in everyone's hearts.

Their Qingning Prefecture was likely to produce a heaven-defying figure.

Ning Wanfeng and the other three Heavenly Prides from the Prefecture City also had their pupils shrink, their hearts filled with extreme horror.

The strength Lu Zhangsheng displayed made all three of them terrified.

Even Ning Wanfeng, the number one Heavenly Pride of Qingzhou, had no confidence he could rival Lu Zhangsheng.

At this moment, all three of them retreated slightly.

Originally, the three had wanted to seize the fortune in the hands of Lu Zhangsheng and the other, but now they had no such thoughts at all.

"Whoosh..."

Ning Wanfeng and the other two turned and flew backward, disappearing from the rooftop in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the three leave, the surrounding people felt even more awe toward Lu Zhangsheng.

They had not expected the three top-tier Heavenly Prides from the Prefecture City to retreat in the face of difficulty; they likely all admitted they were inferior to Lu Zhangsheng.

Liang Jinghui, the General Hall Master, and the many Xiantian experts were also shocked.

"Is this a Holy Son who created his own perfect blade technique?"

Everyone found it hard to believe.

Rumor had it that some ancient clans, or Holy Sons and God Sons of Holy Lands, could create their own techniques at the Mortal Shedding Realm; such heaven-defying figures naturally had combat power far exceeding their peers.

This group had not expected Lu Zhangsheng to reach this step in just a few years.

Only this explanation could prove why Lu Zhangsheng knocked Ye Yiyang unconscious in one move.

Liang Jinghui and the others were frantically imagining things in their minds.

"Lord Lu is invincible."

Wen Zhiyuan and the many people from the Second Branch cheered, their voices shaking the heavens.

They had not expected their own Lu Zhangsheng to have such an invincible posture, crushing the opponent.

Fang Qing and her brother were also flushed with excitement, their fists clenched.

Just then.

Ye Yiyang slowly woke up on the ground, the fear in his eyes not yet faded.

"Hum..."

The white fortune above his head flowed away rapidly, turning into a cloud that flew toward Lu Zhangsheng.

In the blink of an eye, it merged into the cloud above Lu Zhangsheng's head.

"Zzz..."

The cloud above Lu Zhangsheng's head surged crazily, turning into a two-inch white koi, jumping lightly in the void.

At this moment, the cloud turned into a koi, completely completing its sublimation.

Lu Zhangsheng felt his mind become much clearer instantly.

"Is this a change in fortune?"

His expression was quite joyful.

After defeating Ye Yiyang, his own fortune skyrocketed, and even his aptitude increased slightly.

It had likely barely reached the level of a genius.

Seeing this miraculous situation, the crowd in the arena had sharp light flash in their eyes.

This kind of change greatly stimulated everyone's hearts.

If one could gather the fortune of all Heavenly Prides and become a "Dragon King," that would surely be earth-shattering.

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts were agitated.

Ye Yiyang also clearly felt his own fortune flowing away, the light in his eyes dimming.

He had lost, lost completely.

A moment later.

A brilliant light suddenly erupted in Ye Yiyang's eyes, and his aura actually increased by another notch.

"After Xiantian, you and I will fight again, and I will definitely win."

He clenched his fists, his tone firm and powerful.

This was also his martial path: unyielding and never giving up.

As someone who rose from the bottom, one failure was not enough to crush him.

Lu Zhangsheng smiled faintly and did not speak.

He never cared about a defeated opponent.

His gaze was always looking further ahead.

Ning Wanfeng and the other two in the distance saw the change in Lu Zhangsheng's fortune, and their hearts felt even heavier.

This kind of fortune koi was clearly of great benefit to Heavenly Prides, making the three quite excited.

However, the three had no confidence to challenge Lu Zhangsheng.

Over the next few days.

The news of Lu Zhangsheng knocking Ye Yiyang unconscious in two moves spread throughout Qingzhou.

Countless martial artists were shocked.

Even many people in the Great Zhou knew about this, and they became increasingly curious about Lu Zhangsheng's strength.

At the same time.

The Great Zhou Heavenly Secret Pavilion officially ranked Lu Zhangsheng as number one on the Qingzhou Heavenly Pride Ranking.

And 185th on the Great Zhou Heavenly Pride General Ranking.

Once this news came out, it caused a sensation in Qingzhou.

Countless martial artists rushed to spread this good news.

Their Qingzhou was finally going to produce a supreme figure.

(End of chapter)