Chapter 96: Chen Changsheng Unleashes His Fury, Gongsun Huaiyu Tastes Defeat
Chapter 96 – Chen Changsheng Unleashes His Fury, Gongsun Huaiyu Tastes Defeat
“Boom!”
The two prodigies collided in a blinding instant, the resulting shockwave instantly flattening every structure within a hundred zhang.
Although Gongsun Huaiyu was a woman, her combat style was the complete opposite of what one would expect from a woman.
Her movements were wide and powerful, every punch and kick carrying thousands of pounds of crushing force.
With every strike, the azure lotus phenomenon hovering behind her shed a faint green radiance, rendering her fists utterly unstoppable.
Yet, as powerful as Gongsun Huaiyu was, Su Tian was no weakling.
He had long pushed the Xuanwu Kingdom’s premier cultivation art, the Heavenly Gang Body Forging Art, to the absolute pinnacle of mastery.
His starlight phenomenon melted directly into his body; fueled by the power of the stars, his defenses had reached terrifying heights.
In the span of a mere three breaths, the duo exchanged over a hundred devastating blows.
Seeing her strikes fail to pierce Su Tian’s starlight barrier, Gongsun Huaiyu let out a sharp cry, directly invoking the Law Manifestation of Heaven and Earth.
Her physical form and tyrannical aura exploded outward, multiplying exponentially.
Su Tian, who had barely been holding his ground, was blasted through the air.
Seizing the upper hand, Gongsun Huaiyu showed no mercy, surging forward in relentless pursuit.
Fists the size of massive water vats rained down, unleashing a torrent of fist-shadows that hammered Su Tian deep into a crater.
“Boom!”
As the final strike landed, the colossal figure of Gongsun Huaiyu slowly straightened her posture, a faint smile pulling at the corner of her lips.
Su Tian’s might truly lived up to the title of a prodigy; if it had been her from over twenty days ago, victory would never have come so easily.
But she had now opened her Sea of Bitterness, stepping onto an entirely new path of cultivation; her current strength was worlds apart from her past.
Facing such an excellent achievement, a sense of pride still swelled within Gongsun Huaiyu’s heart.
However, before her pride could last long, a voice booming like an ancient temple bell shattered the silence.
“Let me test you!”
The words had barely grazed her ears before a savage gale tore at her face.
The sheer speed of the ambush left her no time to react.
In that split second, instinct alone drove her to cross her massive arms in defense.
“Clang! Clang! Clang!”
The metallic shrieks of impact caused the eardrums of every watching cultivator to throb in agony.
The horrifying concussive force drove Gongsun Huaiyu’s feet shattering through the stone slabs, burying her deep into the soil.
I can’t strike back. This was the sole, chilling realization gripping her mind.
This nameless assault was too fierce and too fast; the moment she changed her stance to counter, the blow would crush her skull.
Even cloaked in the Law Manifestation of Heaven and Earth, taking such a brutal hit to the head meant certain death or crippling injury.
“Crack!”
After weathering nine consecutive, earth-shattering blows, her Law Manifestation of Heaven and Earth shattered.
In that exact instant, the monstrous barrage abruptly ceased.
Seizing the razor-thin opening, the dizzy and disoriented Gongsun Huaiyu hastily retreated, abandoning all other thoughts.
Her intuition screamed a single warning: to continue fighting meant death.
Relying purely on memory, she staggered back to Chen Changsheng’s side, finally catching a clear glimpse of her assailant.
His towering frame forced others to crane their necks, while muscles bulging like small mountains struck dread into the hearts of onlookers.
A massive wooden club rested casually upon his shoulder.
The architect of this sudden ambush was none other than the Southern Plains prodigy, Batulu.
“Didn’t expect a woman to take a beating so well. I had to smash you nine times just to knock you down.”
“That was a sneak attack, so it doesn’t count. Let’s go another round!”
“You definitely have more tricks up your sleeve.”
Batulu hoisted his colossal club, while Gongsun Huaiyu silently drew a long whip.
Having been brutalized in such a humiliating manner, a raging fire burned within her chest.
“Give it a rest. Stop making fools of yourselves; I’m losing face just watching.”
Chen Changsheng, who was meticulously counting God Source, called off the impending battle.
Hearing his voice, Gongsun Huaiyu finally noticed a wooden placard erected beside him.
“Prodigy Arena: One hundred pounds of God Source per bout.”
Reading the words, Gongsun Huaiyu’s eye twitched violently.
“Young Master, isn’t your asking price a little low? Am I only worth two hundred pounds of God Source?”
“Naturally, you aren’t worth two hundred pounds of God Source. The other hundred pounds belongs to Ye Hensheng.”
Chen Changsheng tilted his chin, gesturing for her to look across the ruined courtyard.
……
“What an exquisite fist technique! I am in awe!”
“Brother Mei flatters me. My fist technique hasn’t captured even a ten-thousandth of my master’s true essence; it is entirely unworthy of mention.”
“On the contrary, it is Brother Mei’s methods that left me deeply astonished!”
“To seamlessly weave thirteen distinct secret arts in such a fleeting exchange…”
“You truly live up to your moniker as the Langya Pavilion’s Qilin Talent.”
Ye Hensheng and Mei Yongsi exchanged pleasantries, though the pulverized architecture around them stood as silent witness to their fierce clash.
The very moment Chen Changsheng had erected that placard, both Batulu and Mei Yongsi had instantly paid the fee.
Whatever scheme Chen Changsheng was weaving, a chance to ruthlessly probe their rivals without forging a blood feud was an opportunity these battle-crazed geniuses would never squander.
Yet unlike Batulu, Mei Yongsi had focused purely on testing, ending his spar with Ye Hensheng in a draw.
Mid-conversation, Chen Changsheng’s scolding cut through the air.
“What are you doing standing there? Have you no shame?”
“Roll over here!”
The cold authority in that voice made Ye Hensheng visibly shudder.
Catching this detail, a calculating gleam flickered in Mei Yongsi’s eyes as he feigned concern. “Brother Ye, with your heaven-defying talent, you would stand out even within a Holy Land.”
“Chen Changsheng is merely a peer of your generation. Even if his strength surpasses yours somewhat…”
“There is absolutely no need to let him order you about like this.”
Unmoved by Mei Yongsi’s blatant attempt to sow discord, Ye Hensheng simply said.
“I enjoy it. Is it any of your business?”
Leaving the words hanging, Ye Hensheng sprinted obediently to Chen Changsheng’s side.
This sheer lack of resentment left Mei Yongsi reeling in absolute bewilderment.
Mei Yongsi: ???
Is everyone from the Eastern Wasteland a masochist?!
……
Three figures stood obediently before Chen Changsheng. Among them, Su Tian was in the most miserable state.
Not only covered in dust, but his injuries were also not light.
“Disgraceful! Utterly disgraceful! You’ve completely thrown my face away!”
Chen Changsheng jabbed a finger squarely at their noses, his voice dripping with disdain.
“You dare call yourselves prodigies? Swallow your pride and go home to carry manure!”
“You’ve truly enlightened me today. There is no such thing as the most trash—only layers of even more trash!”
After venting his frustration, his sharp gaze locked onto Su Tian.
“What cultivation art are you practicing?”
“The Heavenly Gang Body Forging Art.”
“Oh, so you do remember what art you cultivate!”
“I honestly thought you’d forgotten.”
“If the ancestral emperors of the Xuanwu Kingdom saw you using the Heavenly Gang Body Forging Art like a turtle shell, they’d claw their way out of their graves in sheer fury!”