Chapter 182: 182 Powerful Collision

Because the battlefield was chosen outside the castle, once news of the contest between the Marquis and Earl Aosen spread, the Professional Knights, wealthy merchants, and commoners in Wushan City all flocked toward the abandoned pasture.

Just past noon, thousands of people had already gathered here, and as the appointed time drew nearer, more and more people surged toward this place.

As the subjects of Wushan Territory, most of them wanted to come and admire the demeanor of their lord.

"There are so many people."

Luoning, accompanied by Blanche, Maiken, Tolu, Kabier, Mawen, and others, arrived at the dueling site; there was still half an hour until the duel began, but it was already a sea of people.

"It's good that there are many people."

Mawen looked as if he enjoyed the spectacle, "Today, let everyone see the might of the master of Wushan Territory."

He seemed to have a mysterious trust in Lulansi.

"Where are we watching the battle from?"

Maijinni stood on tiptoe, searching for a better viewing spot.

"Don't worry, Lady Maijinni, we have already arranged a viewing spot for everyone."

Tolu said, walking in front.

The Guards had already separated the crowd, clearing a path that led directly to a small highland, where rows of chairs had even been set up.

This was a viewing area specially prepared by Wushan Castle for the nobles.

A group of Intermediate, Advanced, and Bronze Knights were stationed around the perimeter of this small highland; they would block the shockwaves when they arrived, ensuring that the watching nobles would not be harmed.

Everyone sat down in turn.

"Luoning, are you nervous?" Blanche asked softly.

Luoning shook his head, "It's not nervousness, but worry; after all, my grandfather is injured."

Blanche could feel that compared to the previous two days, Luoning was much more serious today, which made her own mood quite poor as well.

"I am very sorry, I didn't know Uncle Hesusu would come."

Hearing this, Luoning gave Blanche a relaxed smile, "This has nothing to do with you; even if you didn't come, perhaps Hesusu would have come anyway."

Perhaps Aosen and Hesusu had already discussed this contest long ago, and it would have been brought to the table sooner or later.

He turned his gaze toward the center of the pasture.

Aosen was already standing there waiting quietly, a huge longsword stuck in the ground beside him; both the man and the sword looked incredibly still, yet they brought immense pressure to everyone.

"Why hasn't Lulansi come yet?"

Hesusu, sitting not far away, complained, "The sooner he comes, the sooner it starts."

"What's the rush?"

Weijinsi replied in a low voice, but thinking of Lulansi's previous instructions, he forcibly swallowed the rest of his words.

Time ticked closer.

"Whoosh—"

A gust of wind blew through the pasture, followed by the excited roar of a Magic Beast; amidst the Thunder and gale, a Magic Beast that looked like a horse but wasn't came charging over.

It leaped, crossing over the crowd of more than ten meters, and landed precisely in the pasture.

"It's the Thunder Chasing Beast!"

"I haven't seen it for Along time!"

"This scene is truly nostalgic~"

"Praise the Lord!"

Countless exclamations and cries of surprise rose one after another.

Among the group of nobles, people like Mawen, German, and Kabier had looks of reminiscence flashing in their eyes.

In the past, when they were young, watching Lulansi riding on the Thunder Chasing Beast was like admiring a peerless powerhouse.

Those subjects who rarely saw the Marquis all shouted out.

They clapped their hands vigorously; only thunderous applause could express their reverence for their lord.

Lulansi flipped off his mount and took off the coat Luoning had given him, placing it casually on the back of the Thunder Chasing Beast.

He patted its head, and after saying something unknown, the Thunder Chasing Beast trotted dejectedly toward the edge on the other side, appearing very unhappy.

Clearly, in this contest, Lulansi did not intend to borrow the power of the Magic Beast.

"My lord, thank you for your instruction today."

Aosen said respectfully, "Sometimes I feel that time passes by so quickly; I still remember that afternoon more than thirty years ago, it was a similar environment and scene, but that day I lost to you."

Lulansi chuckled, "Yes, time really does pass quickly. But you must perform well today; don't lose to me again."

"Haha, I will do my best!"

The two of them, one just turned seventy-six and the other seventy, should have had similar appearances.

But Aosen looked tall and straight, like a man in his prime, while Lulansi was slightly hunched, looking every bit an old man.

The two did not have much exchange.

Although a brief silence appeared in the center of the pasture, the atmosphere became increasingly heavy, to the point that even the spectators on the periphery became nervous.

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

Both of them let out a low shout in unison; Aosen grabbed the greatsword stuck in the ground beside him, and the cold aura seemed to drop the surrounding air by more than ten degrees.

The knight sword in Lulansi's hand flashed with Thunder, his momentum like a rainbow.

The two charged toward each other at the same time, their surging Battle Qi kicking up a gale that scattered toward the surroundings.

Their speed was extremely fast, so fast that even Luoning saw afterimages.

"Boom!"

The two longswords collided, and with the impact of their Battle Qi, they formed an unparalleled shockwave.

"Sss, sss, sss!"

The grass beneath the two men's feet was directly ripped away by the shockwave, and soil and weeds, mixed with the storm, swept toward the surrounding spectators.

"Quick, protect the noble lords!"

Jialier shouted, and the Knights guarding the perimeter of the spectator area released their Battle Qi, neutralizing most of the aftermath, yet grass, soil, and wind still landed on the nobles.

If the nobles were not particularly disheveled, then the commoners watching from the outer perimeter suffered; besides being covered in soil and grass, some were even blown to the ground.

However, no one cared about this; they were all stunned by this strike.

"Meteor grade, how is it so strong?"

Luoning was incomparably shocked; this powerful explosive force completely exceeded his expectations.

Just a single strike, and it had such a massive aftermath.

"Uncle Mawen, can you take this move?" Luoning asked.

Viscount Mawen shook his head solemnly, "It seems Aosen has truly advanced to the Meteor grade; otherwise, even a Golden Grade would not be evenly matched with the Marquis."

"When a Golden Knight breaks through the 'Dharma Wheel' within the human body to advance to Meteor, their explosive power sees an unimaginable increase!"

Kabier said, "It is not without reason that Aosen said earlier we were no match for him."

Luoning stared at the two in the arena; in the short time it took to exchange these few words, the two had clashed over a dozen more times, and every collision brought forth deafening sounds and powerful residual force.

"Heavy Water Burst!"

Aosen was the first to use a Battle Technique; a single slash of his sword summoned a massive wave of water, and this water was incredibly heavy, like a ten-thousand-catty Jushi smashing down from the sky toward Lulansi.

"Fire Flash!"

Lulansi thrust his sword upward, and from the tip of the blade, flames compressed to the extreme shot out like a dragon or snake emerging from the sea, not only splitting the Heavy Water Burst in two but also shooting toward Aosen with residual force.

However, the latter reacted quickly and hurriedly held his greatsword horizontally to block in front of him.

"Szz!"

The residual force of the Fire Flash slammed into the sword blade, emitting a sound like electric welding.

Although Aosen was sent flying by this impact, the longsword in his hand was clearly no ordinary object and perfectly blocked the strike.

Meanwhile, the split Heavy Water Burst veered off its trajectory and smashed heavily into the ground not far away.

"Boom—"

Instantly, dust and smoke rose, and the earth shook and mountains swayed.

The chair Luoning sat on shook violently; anyone who didn't know better would have thought it was an earthquake.

"This is the Meteor grade, a true powerhouse; seeing it today, it is indeed terrifyingly formidable!"

(End of this chapter)