Chapter 494: Chapter 370: Picking Opponents? Blood Robe Sect Prodigy Falls (Part 2)

The two of them were evenly matched on the combat platform at first, but once Hou Shaojie used the Fierce Tiger Possession Body Strengthening Technique, his physical body broke through to the Middle Stage of Void Refining, and his opponent started to lose ground, falling further and further behind.

In the end, Hou Shaojie knocked his opponent off the platform with a single punch and claimed victory.

"Not bad at all!"

After stepping down, Hou Shaojie was met with a smile from Lin Chang’sheng.

"Barely scraped by!"

Hou Shaojie wiped the sweat from his forehead as he spoke.

He had to give it his all just to beat a Celestial Pride List genius at the Early Stage of Void Refining, while Lin Chang’sheng seemed to breeze through his fights—clearly revealing the huge gap in their cultivation.

With Hou Shaojie’s win, a good number of sect elders set their sights on him as well.

After all, beating a genius from one of the Immortal Realm’s top ten powers meant his future potential was limitless.

If they could manage to win him over, it’d be nothing but good for their sects.

Unfortunately, Hou Shaojie didn’t accept, planning instead to see which major sect Lin Chang’sheng would join in the end; if possible, he wanted to go with him.

...

Soon, the fifty battles came to an end.

Since there were two draws, 52 people advanced in total.

"Next up is the challenge round. Whoever steps onto the platform can pick their own opponent. The one chosen can accept or surrender!"

The Refining God Sect’s Grand Elder’s voice rang out again.

This made Lin Chang’sheng curl his lips into a faint smile. He knew he had to challenge Liu Chengfeng from the Blood Robe Sect. If the guy decided to surrender, fine, but if not, there was only one way out—death.

Just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to move, Zhou Qibai from the Piaomiao Sect was the first to leap onto the combat platform.

Looks like the kid isn’t dumb—he knows there’s an advantage in being first to pick.

After all, you can choose a weaker opponent, which makes it a lot easier to win.

Once the weaker ones get picked, you might have to face someone stronger than you.

"Jiang Jun from Jiulong Sect—do you dare accept my challenge?"

Zhou Qibai had gone straight for a Jiulong Sect disciple at the Late Stage of Divinity Transformation.

Pretty much everyone who had advanced was at least at the Late Stage of Divinity Transformation or higher.

Choosing to fight someone at Late Stage Divinity Transformation? Winning would be a piece of cake for Zhou Qibai, since he had Middle Stage Void Refining cultivation.

"Piaomiao Sect are shameless! A Middle Stage Void Refining disciple challenging someone only at Late Stage Divinity Transformation?"

"Exactly! No shame! As one of the Immortal Realm’s top ten powers, he should challenge geniuses from those top ten sects!"

"Seriously, Piaomiao Sect has perfected the art of being shameless!"

...

As soon as Zhou Qibai called out the Jiulong Sect disciple’s name, a wave of cursing swept over him.

But Zhou Qibai couldn’t care less. As long as he won, that’s all that mattered.

With no choice, the Jiulong Sect disciple could only go up to face him.

As expected, this Jiulong Sect disciple didn’t survive more than three moves before suffering a crushing defeat at Zhou Qibai’s hands, flying off the platform with blood spewing from his mouth—Zhou’s strikes were just as ruthless.

Elders around the platform all frowned at the sight.

"Thank you for letting me win!"

After winning, Zhou Qibai hopped off the platform right away to avoid the scolding.

Lin Chang’sheng seized the moment and jumped up onto the combat platform as the second challenger.

If someone else picked Liu Chengfeng first, that would be a real loss for him.

Lin Chang’sheng’s gaze locked directly onto Liu Chengfeng.

"Blood Robe Sect—Liu Chengfeng, do you dare accept my challenge?"

Lin Chang’sheng looked at Liu Chengfeng and shouted.

Liu Chengfeng was fuming. His father’s killer was right in front of him—if he didn’t stand up now, what difference was there between him and a coward?

"You bastard—"

Ignoring his injuries, Liu Chengfeng cursed through clenched teeth and staggered to his feet.

"Chengfeng, your injuries haven’t healed yet. Don’t fight! Just give up, okay?"

The Blood Robe Sect elder tried to persuade him.

But at this point, Liu Chengfeng was consumed by vengeance and, not saying a word, vaulted onto the combat platform.

"Beast! You killed my father—today you’ll pay for his blood with yours!"

As soon as he spoke, Liu Chengfeng summoned his blade. With a blood feud like this, how could he possibly back down from Lin Chang’sheng?

As his last word fell, Liu Chengfeng swung the blade, slashing straight at Lin Chang’sheng.

Whoosh—

A razor-sharp sword aura ripped through the air, heading straight for Lin Chang’sheng’s throat.

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t budge an inch. He didn’t even look like he planned to lift a finger, just coldly watching the sword aura barrel toward him.

"Is he insane? Sword aura’s not forgiving! If he gets careless and gets killed, it’s not worth it!"

"Yeah! This is ridiculous. No matter who you’re facing, you shouldn’t be this cocky. How could he not even look like he wants to defend?"

"If he gets badly hurt by a Divinity Transformation disciple, that’d be a huge embarrassment!"

"Pride comes before the fall!"

The nearby elders and disciples all felt a jolt when they saw Lin Chang’sheng do nothing at all.

Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation was a whole great realm above his opponent’s.

But even so, this was just arrogance!

But before people could react, just as the sword aura was about to land on Lin Chang’sheng—

A shield wreathed in green light shimmered to life in front of Lin Chang’sheng.

Clang—

The shield was unbreakable, stopping Liu Chengfeng’s sword aura cold.

This was the Divine Shield.

"What the..."

Liu Chengfeng could hardly believe it. He’d gone all out, and the guy brushed his attack off like it was nothing.

Refusing to give in, Liu Chengfeng let out another roar and unleashed his strongest move: the Blood Rain Sword Technique.

Countless sword shadows turned into blood-red raindrops, cascading down on Lin Chang’sheng.

Bang, bang, bang—

Sword auras hammered the Divine Shield in front of Lin Chang’sheng, sending out waves of impact, but none of them could break the shield.

"My turn!"

Seeing that Liu Chengfeng had been humiliated enough, Lin Chang’sheng decided it was time. If he held back any longer, Liu Chengfeng might just surrender.

In a flash, he slammed out a palm and unleashed the Gods World Destruction Palm.

Countless palm imprints rushed toward Liu Chengfeng.

"Chengfeng, dodge—!"

The Blood Robe Sect Seventh Elder saw Lin Chang’sheng make his move and realized immediately that the force was far beyond what Liu Chengfeng could take. He shouted in warning.

But it was already too late to escape.

Lin Chang’sheng’s palm strikes were so dense, they weren’t the least bit inferior to the Blood Rain Sword Technique. Dodging simply wasn’t an option.

"Celestial Extinction Sword Shield!"

Seeing there was nowhere to run, Liu Chengfeng could only swing his blade, sending out a sword qi shield in front of himself for protection.

But that sword qi shield crumbled like tissue paper the instant it met Lin Chang’sheng’s attack.

Boom—

With a crash, Lin Chang’sheng’s palm prints shattered Liu Chengfeng’s sword qi shield. The remaining palm strikes hammered into Liu Chengfeng, caving in his chest and shattering his bones.

Bang—

He was sent flying, coughing up blood in midair.

When he hit the ground, he was just barely clinging to life.

The rest of the palm imprints slammed into the Battle Platform Shield, sending out ripples, as if they might break the whole grand array.

That’s how fearsome a strike it was.

"Chengfeng—!"

The Blood Robe Sect elder immediately leaped onto the combat platform to check Liu Chengfeng’s injuries.

Liu Chengfeng raised his hand as if to say something, but died before he could utter a word.

"He...he got killed with a single palm?"

"If you can’t win, just don’t fight! Getting yourself killed is a waste!"

"Yeah! Those two clearly had a grudge. You really think they were going to hold back?"

"Things just got complicated. I doubt the Blood Robe Sect will let Lin Chang’sheng off the hook!"

The surrounding elders and disciples kept up their chatter as soon as Liu Chengfeng fell.

Some thought Lin Chang’sheng’s strike was too lethal; others called Liu Chengfeng unbearably stupid.

He knew he couldn’t win, and still forced himself to fight? That’s just asking to die!

After Liu Chengfeng’s death, a primordial spirit flew from his body and was stored by the Seventh Elder in a white jade bottle to nourish.

"You animal! How could you be so ruthless? I’m not letting you off for this!"

The Blood Robe Sect Seventh Elder’s fury boiled over. At this point, he was too angry to care about the tournament. Primordial power surged within him, ready to strike Lin Chang’sheng dead on the spot.

"I’d like to see if you’ve got what it takes."

But before he could even launch an attack, a cold voice came from behind Lin Chang’sheng.

Gu Shan stood not far away, arms folded across his chest, watching like one would a clown.

This elder was merely at the Integration Stage. How could he hope to be a match for someone in the Mahayana Stage?

If Gu Shan wanted, he could crush this guy with just one hand.

Once the Blood Robe Sect elder saw Gu Shan had Lin Chang’sheng’s back, he realized there was no chance he could kill him here. Reluctantly, he backed down.

"Fine. Today, the Blood Robe Sect admits defeat. But we’ll settle this another day!"

The Seventh Elder spat out the words and quickly left with Liu Chengfeng’s corpse.

This year’s Celestial Pride List was a disaster for the Blood Robe Sect—not only did they fail to make a name for themselves, they wound up the laughingstock of everyone. Why stick around just to get mocked?