Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 307 - 241: I Am the Peak on Struggle Platform_2
Chapter 307: Chapter 241: I Am the Peak on Struggle Platform_2
“You’re seeking death!”
Ying Tianlong, unable to contain his fury, suddenly burst into roaring golden flames all over his body, resembling a giant fire giant.
He spread his hands, and instantly a Golden Flame Fireball arose in his palms. The fireball swiftly grew to the size of a water barrel, constantly rotating at its core and shooting out molten, bone-disintegrating golden light.
A cold light flashed in Zhao Sheng’s eyes. With a flick of his hand, the Heavenly Square Halberd flew out from the sleeve of his robe, instantly stretching to a length of three and a half feet, which he grasped firmly.
Bang!
He kicked the end of the War Halberd, causing it to rise diagonally, sweeping up a curve of light, with its tip startlingly aimed at Ying Tianlong’s forehead.
In that instant, murderous intent overflowed!
“Stop!”
Just then, Dong Miaozhen flew up, landing between the two, her wide sleeves flaring outward, blocking their paths of attack.
“Both of you stop for now. To start fighting upon our first meeting, in front of my sisters, is truly impolite.”
“Miss Dong, your words are civilized! But this boy is utterly vulgar, full of filthy language. I could not stand by and watch, thus I had to step in and teach him a lesson,” retorted Ying Tianlong.
At that moment, a stunningly cold and tall woman from the Dong family suddenly interjected with a cold snort: “Hmph, how disgraceful to start a fight in such a beautiful place as Perch Phoenix Lake. If you really want to fight, go to the Struggle Platform!”
No sooner had the words left her mouth, a naive and cute loli girl chimed in: “Sister is right! That man earlier was terribly uncultured. You should just knock him out of Wutong Mountain. Spare our eyes from the sight.”
Dong Miaozhen frowned and with a wave of her sleeve coldly chided, “Little Ying, show some respect!”
“Fine, that’s a good proposal!” Ying Tianlong praised, then his gaze turned cruel as he stared at Zhao Sheng, provocatively challenging: “Boy, dare you face this young master on the Struggle Platform?”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
After speaking, Zhao Sheng turned to look at the others, taunting, “If any of you disagrees, you can meet me on the Struggle Platform, that’s if you dare come at all!”
“Hmph, what an arrogant and ignorant boy. I, Jian Shisan, will be sure to cut off your tongue later. Let’s see if you can still talk big then!”
“And me, Meng Gu, would like to have a lesson from brother Zhao.”
“Hehe! Count me in too; my hands have been itching for a while,” said Jing Hong.
“…Jin Wulin…”
“…”
Zhao Sheng’s words had indeed provoked a crowd. Right then and there, nearly a third of the people present stood up, each asserting that they would thrash him severely.
Of course, killing was out of the question, as it would be highly inauspicious to do so in front of women. However, breaking an arm or a leg was not considered a serious matter.
Good heavens!
What was meant to be a simple meeting had turned into a massive brawl, all stirred up by Zhao Sheng.
This almost infuriated the Dong family elders and some influential figures who were observing from behind.
As always, those who secured an entry ticket to the Phoenix Meeting were each a chosen talent with awe-inspiring strength, rarely having any rivals among their peers.
Even the least conspicuous among them, Li Feixuan, was considered a prominent figure in the outside world.
Thus, even though Zhao Sheng had defeated Kong Lang before, he did not intimidate these confident prodigies at all.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng secretly rejoiced, as this was exactly what he had hoped for.
Without a second thought, he accepted all challenges at once,
“Brave enough, let’s head to the Struggle Platform now.”
“Let’s go then!”
“Haha, exactly what I wanted.”
Seeing that she truly could not stop them, Dong Miaozhen couldn’t help but take a deep look at Zhao Sheng, refraining from further attempts to stop everyone.
For her, as a Weaver, failing to control the situation on the first day was indeed a disgrace.
That’s right!
Just as Zhao Sheng boldly speculated, Dong Miaozhen was not a Reserve Weaver, but one of the rare Heavenly Destiny Weavers from the Dong family.
What was not publicly known in the Tianzhu Realm was that, during each Phoenix Meeting, the Dong family secretly designated a Weaver to observe the Qi Fortune of the participants, choosing suitable spouses for the Reserve Weavers based on their Qi Fortune heights.
Of course, if someone took an interest in another daughter of the Dong family, they would not refuse a marriage alliance, but would rather welcome it, as all cultivators attending the Phoenix Meeting were extraordinary.
It must be said that the Dong family’s calculations were indeed meticulous.
Once, an ancestor of the Dong family had boastfully declared at a family convention: “All the talents of the world shall become my sons-in-law!”
Although somewhat exaggerated, the statement held a grain of truth.
…
The Struggle Platform was to the southwest of Wutong Mountain, and while called a platform, it was actually a vast square of Vajra Rock, nearly ten miles wide.
The ground of the square was paved with large blocks of Vajra Rock, impenetrable by magic artifacts. Though its surface was as smooth as a mirror, it remarkably didn’t reflect the sunlight at all.
Onlookers stood at the edge of the plaza, watching the two men in the center.
Zhao Sheng stood empty-handed, not wielding the Heavenly Square Halberd, facing… Ying Tianlong.
“Kid, bring out your Spiritual Artifact quickly, lest you claim I bullied you when you lose.”
Ying Tianlong was surrounded by seven or eight Fierce Sun Balls, holding a dark scepter about a foot in length, atop of which hovered a golden spirit flame.
This flame was known as the Golden Sun Fire, one of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fires, known for its vehemently explosive heat.
Upon seeing this flame, Zhao Sheng was momentarily stirred and instantly retorted, “I don’t even need the Heavenly Square Halberd to deal with you. Why not we make a bet instead?”
Ying Tianlong was momentarily stunned, furrowing his brow, “What bet?”
“If I cannot defeat you within ten breaths, I won’t say a word and will leave Wutong Mountain immediately, avoiding you at all costs. But if I win within ten breaths, that Golden Sun Fire becomes my spoils of war. Do you dare to wager?”
“Heh! Just Golden Sun Fire, what’s there to fear? But the price of your loss is too little; I need to make an amendment.”
“How would you amend it? Just speak your mind.”
“If you lose, you must kowtow and apologize to Miss Dong for your previous rudeness. Do you dare take on this wager?”
Ying Tianlong directly reversed Zhao Sheng’s challenge.
Zhao Sheng’s eyes shimmered subtly, his pupils shrinking slightly as a confident smile appeared on his face.
“This wager, Zhao accepts!”
“Good, then come at me!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Tianlong’s surrounding fireballs suddenly dispersed, while three Golden Flame Barriers instantly appeared around him along with seven or eight Defensive Talismans flying out from his embrace.
In a blink, he had donned three layers of heavy Golden Armor, two earth walls, and on his head perched two Mystic Iron Spirit Shields, encasing himself like a turtle within its shell.
The Ying Family’s ancestral motto had always been “The victor is never blamed,” thus the Ying Family cultivated the habit of winning by any means necessary from the bone.
Having prepared these defenses, Ying Tianlong was just about to insincerely say, “I will stand here and let you attack for ten breaths without fighting back!”
However, before he could speak, he saw Zhao Sheng disappear from his line of sight all at once.
“Where did he go?!” Just as Ying Tianlong harbored the thought, a fist engulfed in light purple flame suddenly appeared in front of him.
He was incredibly shocked, feeling as if the world had frozen around him, his eyes reflecting the swiftly enlarging fist while his body seemed paralyzed, almost unable to move.
Fast! It was just too fast!
Ying Tianlong felt that Zhao Sheng’s speed was only slightly slower than his mental reaction.
No sooner had he thought this— Boom!
A loud explosion erupted, and the purple flames exploded before him, obscuring his vision.
An unimaginable force transferred instantaneously from directly in front of Ying Tianlong.
Bang!
Ying Tianlong was knocked off his feet and sent flying by the punch.
In that instant, amid his horror, he felt an overwhelming relief and gratitude that he had worn multiple layers of defense in advance.
“You couldn’t possibly in ten breaths—
Boom!
The air exploded violently, a massive force instantaneously surged from behind.
Crack crack!
A piece of rune-inlaid Golden Armor was forcibly kicked apart, and poor Ying Tianlong, still airborne, was kicked back by Zhao Sheng.
Boom boom boom!
An urgent series of explosions echoed around the Struggle Platform; the air exploded repeatedly, violently blasting waves and fragments of golden flame debris rolling towards the edge of the plaza.
Huge waves of heat assaulted the spectators at the edge, fortunately blocked by the white Defensive Light Shield that rose up around them.
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At this moment, the spectators around the arena were a mixed bunch; some were eager to try, some had distressed expressions, others were stunned, and many more looked terrified, their eyes filled with shock and fear as they gazed toward the center.
The reason was nothing else!
The unmistakable one-sided trend of the battle was all too evident.
To put it precisely, they saw Ying Tianlong being tossed around like a punching bag in the air, yet they couldn’t see Zhao Sheng’s figure anywhere.
His speed had actually surpassed the ability of the human eye to see.
At this moment, he was almost invisible to ordinary humans and even some Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Only a select few Cultivators who had trained in Pupil Skill could catch glimpses of his moving figure.
Of course, Divine Sense could also detect his figure, but due to the limitations set by the Defensive Light Shield, no one’s Divine Sense could penetrate inside.
