Chapter 158: First in Qingzhou! Making a Name!

Standing upon a rooftop in the distance were three young men, their auras the most astonishing of all.

One of them was Ning Wanfeng, the number one Heavenly Pride of Qingzhou, and the other two men in white were also top-tier Heavenly Prides with Ten-Tenths True Intent.

Add Lu Zhangsheng and Ye Yiyang to the mix.

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

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

"Whoosh..."

At this moment, sounds of air being torn apart came from the void in the distance.

Liang Jinghui was leading a large group of Xiantian experts from the Zong Dian, flying 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 very curious about this battle and had come to the scene to observe.

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

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

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

Time passed slowly.

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

It was as if the entire Qingning Prehistoric 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 the void echoed with sonic booms.

After 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 radiating divine light.

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

He would definitely win this battle.

He would use Lu Zhangsheng's shoulders as a stepping stone to ascend to the position of number one in Qingzhou.

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

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

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

"This person is so strong."

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

The three of them also did not expect that such a powerful expert would appear in this small Qingning Prefecture.

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

"I'm afraid Lu Zhangsheng is no match for this person."

The second Heavenly Pride, Tan Xinpeng, smiled faintly.

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

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

It would be nearly impossible for Lu Zhangsheng to achieve that in such a short time.

Ning Wanfeng smiled noncommittally.

"Let us just sit back and watch how it unfolds."

Although he did not favor Lu Zhangsheng to win either.

But anyone who could cultivate True Intent to Ten-Tenths was certainly no ordinary person.

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

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

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

"What a terrifying Ye Yiyang."

Facing him directly, the crowd finally felt the terror of a Heavenly Pride with Ten-Tenths True Intent.

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

She also lacked confidence in whether Lu Zhangsheng could win.

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

This level of pressure 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 Dazhou Heavenly Pride Ranking.

Most of the Xiantian experts present thought so.

As time passed.

Everyone in the arena was waiting for Lu Zhangsheng to arrive, and seeing no movement for a long time, they felt a sense of unease.

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

Everyone was whispering to themselves.

"Whoosh..."

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

Even the void echoed with whistling sounds.

The surrounding mist churned, 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 dressed in a white long robe, his long black hair draped over his shoulders, looking like an immortal who had walked out of a painting, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

The gentle breeze blowing his robes added a touch of detachment.

Some of the female martial artists off the stage stared with wide eyes.

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

"A man like jade, a young marquis peerless in the world."

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

Even many martial artists felt a sense of inferiority.

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

His entire person remained 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 tacitly in agreement, neither making the first move.

"You've come."

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

"This Seat will definitely win this battle."

Ye Yiyang's eyes burned with fighting spirit, like a ball of raging fire.

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 throughout.

In his view, there was no point in trash-talking; it was better to see the real results in action.

"Whoosh..."

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

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

Lu Zhangsheng remained calm and composed, ignoring the opponent's aura entirely.

His whole person exuded an aura of being immovable as a mountain.

As their auras collided, gusts of wind whipped up in the void.

Many people off the stage felt their cheeks sting and hurriedly dodged away.

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

The onlookers were filled with shock.

Just the aura alone made it difficult for them to resist.

After a few breaths.

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

He slashed his blade fiercely forward.

"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 wildly, emitting whistling sounds.

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

Facing such a terrifying opponent as Lu Zhangsheng, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

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 on with apprehension.

An Invincible Heavenly Pride could clearly threaten them now.

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

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

"Whoosh..."

The Jinhuang Blade in his hand was unsheathed in an instant, and a brilliant blade light descended from the sky, like a heavenly river falling to the human world, its momentum fierce and peerless.

The blade light slashed fiercely forward.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

In an instant, their blade lights collided.

A heaven-shaking roar erupted, accompanied by fierce gusts of wind sweeping in all directions, making the cheeks of those off the stage sting.

Everyone was filled with horror.

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

The area around the arena was filled with rolling dust and smoke, a complete mess.

After one strike.

Lu Zhangsheng stood firmly in place, his legs as if rooted to the ground, impossible to shake.

His expression was very calm, and his breathing was not the least bit disordered.

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

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

In their full-strength clash, Lu Zhangsheng was in the absolute upper hand. His blade technique was already at the Transcendent level, not something other Heavenly Prides could compare to.

Coupled with the amplification of Killing True Intent, he did not fear even if the number one Heavenly Pride of the Dazhou came.

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

Feeling the infinite force coming from his hand, Ye Yiyang's expression was one of extreme shock.

His right hand holding the blade could not stop trembling.

This made him even more alarmed.

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

Yet he faintly felt he could not hold out.

"Could his blade technique be far above my own?"

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

Seeing this, the crowd around them was filled with shock.

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

Ning Wanfeng and the other two on the rooftop also had their eyes narrow, their hearts filled with gravity.

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

"What a terrifying blade technique this person has."

The three of them felt a peak level of apprehension toward Lu Zhangsheng.

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

This battle had almost sealed Lu Zhangsheng's victory.

Everyone was filled with confidence.

Even Liang Jinghui and the others on the high platform were filled with surprise.

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 Qi and Blood erupted, his Killing True Intent pushed to the limit.

A blood-colored blade light flickered in the void, and it seemed as if countless evil ghosts were roaring all around, making one's heart tremble.

At the same time, he directly activated a wisp of Essence Blood within his body.

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

Seeing this, Ye Yiyang's eyes narrowed.

He already felt the terror of this strike from Lu Zhangsheng.

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

"Kill..."

His Dripping Water True Intent was pushed to the limit, his internal Qi and Blood sublimated to the extreme.

A pillar of essence smoke shot into the clouds, and suddenly a light drizzle began to fall from the high sky, making one's body feel cold.

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

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

Everyone on the field stared unblinkingly at the arena.

The outcome was about to be revealed.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

In an instant, their long blades collided again.

The violent roar resounded through the clouds.

Violent energy splashed in all directions, whipping up layers of smoke and clouds, leaving the scene in a complete mess.

"Pfft."

After one strike, Ye Yiyang flew backward dozens of meters, vomiting blood in mid-air, before rolling to the ground and falling silent.

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

It was as if he had done something insignificant.

Their final sublimated strike ended in a complete victory for Lu Zhangsheng.

Ye Yiyang, the Invincible Heavenly Pride, had been knocked unconscious and lay motionless.

"This..."

Countless martial artists around stared with wide eyes, filled with shock.

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

This simply overturned everyone's perception.

With this level of strength, Lu Zhangsheng absolutely had the hope of ranking in the top one hundred of the Dazhou Heavenly Pride Ranking.

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

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

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

Ning Wanfeng and the three Heavenly Prides from the Prehistoric 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 felt like retreating.

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 their heads and flew backward, disappearing from the rooftop in the blink of an eye.

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

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

Liang Jinghui, the Zong Dian Master, and the many Xiantian experts were also filled with horror.

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

Everyone found it hard to believe.

Rumor had it that in some ancient noble families, or Holy Lands, Holy Sons and God Sons could create their own cultivation techniques at the Tuotai Realm, and 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 short years.

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

Liang Jinghui and the others were frantically filling in the blanks in their minds.

"Lord Lu is invincible."

Wen Zhiyuan and the many people from the Second Branch Hall 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 wildly, turning into a two-inch white koi, leaping lightly in the void.

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

Lu Zhangsheng felt his own mind become much clearer in an instant.

"Is this a change in fortune?"

His expression was quite joyful.

After defeating Ye Yiyang, his own fortune skyrocketed, and even his aptitude had strengthened somewhat.

It had likely barely reached the level of a genius.

Seeing this miraculous situation, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of everyone on the field.

This kind of change greatly stimulated everyone's hearts.

If one could gather all the Heavenly Pride fortune and become the "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 very thoroughly.

After a moment.

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

"After reaching the Innate Realm, you and I will fight again, and I will definitely win."

He clenched his fists, his tone resonant and powerful.

This was also his Martial Dao: indomitable and never giving up.

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

Lu Zhangsheng smiled faintly and did not speak.

He never cared in the slightest 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 grew even more apprehensive.

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

However, the three did not have the confidence to challenge Lu Zhangsheng.

Over the next few days.

The news of Lu Zhangsheng knocking Ye Yiyang unconscious in two strikes spread instantly throughout all of Qingzhou.

Countless martial artists were shocked.

Even in the Dazhou, many people learned of this matter and became increasingly curious about Lu Zhangsheng's strength.

At the same time.

The Dazhou Tianji Pavilion officially ranked Lu Zhangsheng as number one on the Qingzhou Heavenly Pride Ranking.

And one hundred and eighty-fifth on the Dazhou Heavenly Pride Overall 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 about to produce a peerless figure.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 159 =====