Chapter 1184: Young Master Changsheng
Lu Lengchuan's words caused countless people on the Feng Shen Platform to be greatly shaken.
It was basically a consensus in the Eastern Divine Region that Luo Changsheng's strength was above Lu Lengchuan's. Lu Lengchuan was nearly twice the age of Luo Changsheng, and in terms of talent and growth rate, Luo Changsheng was undoubtedly far superior to Lu Lengchuan. Therefore, saying that Luo Changsheng could defeat Lu Lengchuan within fifty breaths today would not surprise too many people.
However, the one standing before Luo Changsheng was Lu Lengchuan, enhanced by three layers of the "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm."
Breaking through three layers of the "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm" was definitely much harder than defeating Lu Lengchuan himself. The "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm" had always been known as the "Undefeated Holy Realm" in the Eastern Divine Region. Being crowned with the name "Undefeated" was enough to show how powerful it was.
But Luo Changsheng just smiled slightly and said, "Alright, Changsheng will naturally do his best to try."
"Good!" Lu Lengchuan nodded slightly, his eyes flashing sharply. "Take my Sky-Splitting Spear!!"
Lu Lengchuan leaped a hundred zhang into the air and thrust his spear downward. At the tip of the spear, a powerful storm of profound energy rolled down from the sky, as violent as the furious waves of the sea, causing cries of surprise from the spectator stands.
Lu Lengchuan possessed extremely strong defensive power, but that by no means meant his destructive power was weak. The might of this single spear strike caused even the various realm kings to be moved, and countless young profound practitioners had their expressions change in shock.
Yun Che's pupils also contracted sharply.
*This is Lu Lengchuan's strength… and he's only the weakest of the Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain!?*
Luo Changsheng lifted his head slightly, his white robes billowing and rustling loudly as the approaching vortex of profound energy pressed down on him.
It was not until the Sky-Splitting Spear was less than thirty zhang away that he finally burst forth with his profound energy. In an instant, a force that was not violent but exceptionally domineering surged upward, momentarily slowing the calamitous power rolling down from above. Then, Luo Changsheng soared into the air and swung his sword horizontally.
*Shriek!!*
Lightning flashed, and it seemed as if space itself had been cleaved in two by the sword. The power from Lu Lengchuan, beneath that lightning that merely flashed by, suddenly split apart like flowing water cut neatly in two, passing by both sides of Luo Changsheng without even touching the corner of his clothes.
And in the next instant, Luo Changsheng's speed suddenly skyrocketed. He shot through the air like lightning, and the Holy Thunder Sword collided head-on with the greatly weakened Sky-Splitting Spear.
With a loud bang, like a heavenly thunderclap shaking the sky, the Sky-Splitting Spear was heavily knocked away. Lu Lengchuan also flipped in mid-air. At that moment, Luo Changsheng's figure suddenly appeared at his left side like a ghost, and the Holy Thunder Sword unhurriedly stabbed at the "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm."
*Crunch!!*
It was clearly just a casual sword strike, but in an instant, it erupted with lightning that covered the sky. The "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm" sank deeply, and the dancing dragon shadow convulsed in an instant, letting out a groan of pain. Lu Lengchuan let out a muffled grunt, as if struck down by a meteor, plummeting heavily and smashing onto the Feng Shen Platform.
Yun Che's body moved sharply… Mu Bingyun, beside him, immediately noticed and glanced at him sideways, a trace of worry appearing between her brows.
She had long known that the battle between Lu Lengchuan and Luo Changsheng would greatly impact Yun Che. And this was only the first exchange between them, yet Yun Che was already clearly unable to remain calm.
"The Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain" and the "Thirty-Two Divine Sons of Feng Shen" were two completely different concepts.
These four young men, crowned with the title "Divine Son," represented the four legends of the younger generation in the Eastern Divine Region.
The might of Lu Lengchuan's spear was like thunder descending, while Luo Changsheng's sword strike was light and slow, as if casually swung. Yet, when they clashed head-on, Lu Lengchuan was firmly on the losing side.
Lu Lengchuan quickly flipped to his feet. With the Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm, he was completely unharmed all over, and even the Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm was intact. He rose into the air again, looked at Luo Changsheng, and said with a smile, "You'd better use your full strength. Otherwise, even if you are Young Master Changsheng, it won't be easy for you to break through my Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm in a short time…"
Lu Lengchuan's voice suddenly stopped abruptly. He looked down sharply at his feet.
A deep purple lightning vortex was embedded in the third layer of the barrier, deeply embedded, and had not dissipated even now. Lu Lengchuan's pupils contracted as if pricked by needles, his face full of disbelief. He took a deep breath, and with a faint dragon roar, the purple light barely dissipated, and the third layer barrier quickly healed.
Only now, Lu Lengchuan's smile was gone, and his expression became unusually stiff.
"As expected of the Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm. It truly lives up to its reputation," Luo Changsheng sighed softly. "Using only the Holy Thunder Sword, it is indeed somewhat difficult to break through Brother Lengchuan's defense in a short time… Then, Brother Lengchuan, be careful."
In his gentle voice, as soft as a breeze, Luo Changsheng slowly opened his hands. In his left hand, the Holy Thunder Sword flashed with explosive lightning, while in his right hand, an eight-foot-long battle-axe appeared.
The axe was entirely emerald green. The moment it appeared, a gale swept across the Feng Shen Platform without warning. Its howling sound was in no way inferior to Lu Lengchuan's sky-shaking dragon roar.
"Divine Wind Battle-Axe!" said Mu Bingyun.
The Holy Thunder Sword in his left hand, the Divine Wind Battle-Axe in his right. Thunder to the left, storm to the right. Luo Changsheng stood amid wind and thunder, his hair strands fluttering. He was like a divine son from the heavens, shaking everyone's eyes and nerves.
"He cultivates… both wind and thunder?" Yun Che asked in shock.
Mu Bingyun did not speak.
Lu Lengchuan's footsteps instinctively moved back half a step, every vein in his body bulging high. This extreme tension lasted for a full few breaths before slowly relaxing.
"Come on," Lu Lengchuan murmured softly. He took a step forward, closing the distance in an instant, and directly struck Luo Changsheng with the Sky-Splitting Spear. Under the momentum of the spear, the space was suddenly compressed.
The name "Sky-Splitting" meant splitting the sky. Although this spear strike could not tear the heavens, it was certainly enough to overturn mountains ten thousand zhang tall.
*Boom!!*
The Divine Wind Battle-Axe seemed to extend out of the void, steadily parrying the Sky-Splitting Spear. The Sky-Splitting Spear, which had seemed as powerful as a collapsing sky, suddenly froze in mid-air. The immense force it carried vanished without a trace along with a howling gale, like a clay ox entering the sea.
Lu Lengchuan's expression did not change. Relying on the Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm, he completely ignored the remnants of the storm. He flipped over in an instant and struck down again with the Sky-Splitting Spear.
*Boom!*
*Boom!!*
*Boom!!!*
Lu Lengchuan thrust three times in succession, each strike fiercer than the last. Yet they were all smoothly and steadily blocked by Luo Changsheng with one hand. During the last clash between spear and axe, Lu Lengchuan's whole body violently shook, and his body momentarily lost its balance. Luo Changsheng, who had kept his left hand behind his back, finally moved. The Holy Thunder Sword, crackling with dense lightning, stabbed toward Lu Lengchuan's chest.
*Sssshhhh!!!!*
It was as if a thousand sheets of glass shattered simultaneously right next to everyone's ears. Those with lower cultivation levels painfully covered their ears.
The Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm in front of Lu Lengchuan sank deeply under the Holy Thunder Sword. Even through three layers of protective barriers, Lu Lengchuan clearly felt as if he had been pierced into his body.
Terrified, he swung the Sky-Splitting Spear violently and retreated far away. Looking down, he saw that the barrier on his chest was still in a state of depression, with dozens of fine cracks forming around it. Countless lightning bolts rampaged within these cracks, which, instead of healing under his rapidly circulating profound energy, were faintly expanding.
This shock was even greater. Meanwhile, Luo Changsheng had already made his first aggressive move. Sword and axe intertwined, and instantly, a storm raged across the Feng Shen Platform.
Yun Che's brows were tightly furrowed, and his teeth unconsciously clenched. Luo Changsheng not only cultivated both wind and thunder but could actually use them simultaneously!
He also wielded two completely different types of weapons at the same time.
Moreover, whether it was controlling wind and thunder or handling sword and axe, it was all fluid and natural, as if they were parts of his body. The interweaving of sword and axe, the mingling of wind and thunder, gave the spectators a sense of aesthetic pleasure.
But to Lu Lengchuan, this "aesthetically pleasing" combination of sword, axe, wind, and thunder was a terrifying nightmare.
Lu Lengchuan completely abandoned his offense and concentrated on defense. But after barely managing to defend for a few breaths, the Sky-Splitting Spear was heavily knocked away again. The Divine Wind Battle-Axe stirred up a gale and swept across the "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm."
*Puh-boom!!*
Like a heavenly bell being struck, the "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm" instantly deformed greatly. A crack tore open rapidly, instantly spreading across more than half of the barrier. The guardian dragon shadow let out a pained, long howl. Lu Lengchuan also let out a muffled grunt as he was swept far away, stumbling as he landed. Before he could steady himself, a world-destroying storm, mixed with blinding lightning, mercilessly engulfed him.
*Crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch…*
Wind and thunder merged into countless lightning blades and wind blades, which sliced across the "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm." After touching the edge barrier of the Feng Shen Platform, they silently disappeared.
But Luo Changsheng remained in his original spot, appearing as if he had not moved. The wind and thunder on his sword and axe had also vanished, and his calm face carried a faint smile.
Lu Lengchuan's face darkened and brightened uncertainly. He took a deep breath and raised the Sky-Splitting Spear again… but just as his arm was half-raised, he suddenly heard a soft *clink* by his ear.
A dragon's roar was muffled and despairing. Countless cracks burst open simultaneously at that moment. The guardian dragon shadow then, like a torn bubble, collapsed in an instant, scattering into a sky full of yellow divine light.
"Wh… what?" In the seating area of the Fulong Heaven Realm, more than half the people suddenly stood up, their faces churning as if they had seen a ghost or god.
Lu Lengchuan's raised arm froze there… His strongest defense had been so easily torn to shreds under Luo Changsheng's lightning wind blades.
Although he still had two layers of defensive barriers on his body, the third layer was the true "Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm," whose defensive power surpassed even the combined strength of the first two layers.
Lu Lengchuan's pupils shrank slightly. After a long time, he slowly lowered the arm he had half-raised. The tip of the Sky-Splitting Spear heavily struck the ground, producing a heavy collision sound.
"Ah," let out a heavy sigh. Lu Lengchuan suddenly withdrew the other two layers of barriers around him. He looked at Luo Changsheng and said with emotion, "Four years ago, when I first fought you, I deeply felt your terrifying strength. I also knew that the gap between you and me would only grow wider. But I never thought you would…"
The Sky-Splitting Spear disappeared from Lu Lengchuan's hand, and he said in an extremely strange tone, "You're a complete monster."
"Hahaha," Luo Changsheng laughed. "Thank you for the compliment, Brother Lengchuan. But I must also thank Brother Lengchuan today. At last, I've had a hearty battle on this Feng Shen Platform. However, the time was short, and it seems Brother Lengchuan no longer has the will to fight?"
Lu Lengchuan smiled but said nothing. He was well aware that what Luo Changsheng called "hearty" was merely a face-saving gesture. He was absolutely certain that Luo Changsheng had not used his full strength at all.
He turned around and calmly said to Quhui Zunzhe, "I concede."
Conceding was extremely rare on the Feng Shen Platform. Even if it occurred, Quhui Zunzhe would always confirm repeatedly. But faced with Lu Lengchuan's open concession, he did not say much. He nodded slightly and directly announced, "Lu Lengchuan concedes, enters the loser's bracket, and proceeds to the fourth round of the loser's bracket tomorrow."
"Luo Changsheng wins! Advances to the third round of the divine selection group the day after tomorrow!"
The two divine sons left the stage, and the spectator stands buzzed with noise for a long time.
Yun Che's gaze shifted between Lu Lengchuan and Luo Changsheng, and tumultuous waves surged within his heart.
Lu Lengchuan's strength alone had already astonished Yun Che. The first spear he had struck gave Yun Che a feeling of an unstoppable, immense pressure. He truly deserved the title of one of the Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain.
But such a Lu Lengchuan had been defeated so thoroughly before Luo Changsheng.
When Lu Lengchuan left the Feng Shen Platform, his breathing was heavy and his aura somewhat disordered. Clearly, although the Blazing Dragon Sacred Realm was powerful, it consumed a great deal of profound energy. His brief fight with Luo Changsheng had also taken a heavy toll. In contrast, Luo Changsheng's complexion, breathing, and aura remained completely unchanged, as calm as still water that had never even rippled.
"This is Luo Changsheng… both are Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain. Why is the gap so enormous?" Yun Che muttered absentmindedly. Both were at the Divine Spirit Realm, Level 10, and both were Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain, yet they seemed like beings from two entirely different realms.
Mu Bingyun turned her eyes and said softly, "If I told you that what you have seen is not even Luo Changsheng's full strength… Jun Xilei and Shui Yingyue might be able to force Luo Changsheng to use his full strength, but Lu Lengchuan certainly cannot."
Yun Che: "..."
"Luo Changsheng is not a cultivator of both wind and thunder. He cultivates wind, thunder, and earth — three elements," Mu Bingyun gently narrated a fact that sounded terrifying to Yun Che. "At the same time, he is also proficient in the sword way. His sword intent, sword energy, sword aura, and sword formations are all at the pinnacle. In terms of sword way alone, many people believe he is not inferior to Jun Xilei."
"Additionally, his domains and profound formation attainments astonished countless higher-ranked realm kings many years ago. They must be even more powerful now. His mental strength is also extraordinarily high…"
"Is… is this true?" Yun Che could hardly believe his ears.
"In profound way cultivation, specializing is the right path; greed is a great taboo. Even if one is exceptionally talented and can cultivate multiple profound powers, they generally only choose one. Even if they forcefully dual-cultivate or triple-cultivate, they can usually only release one at a time. Using them simultaneously can easily cause disorder in their profound energy and injure themselves."
"But… he is Luo Changsheng."
"A complete freak, one that might not appear again even after another hundred thousand years!"