Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 212 Picking up a Bargain

"Amazing! So strong! Luo Cheng even defeated Gao Yuan!"

Seeing Luo Cheng defeat Gao Yuan with a single sword strike, Yuan Zhilan’s blood boiled, her bright eyes sparkling.

When Luo Cheng and Gao Yuan were fiercely battling earlier, her palms were drenched in cold sweat, and only now did she let out a sigh of relief.

Gu Lingfeng was also excited, exclaiming in utter shock:

"Beating Gao Yuan... under the Tongxuan Realm Third Layer, probably no one can match Luo Cheng anymore. Who would have thought Luo Cheng’s strength would reach such a level!"

Chen Lingyu remained silent.

She knew better than anyone else that this was not Luo Cheng’s full strength.

A swordsman who has comprehended Sword Heart Perfection wields a sword and is without a sword, presenting two entirely different states!

But what level would Luo Cheng’s strength reach if he went all out with his sword?

Could he rival a martial artist in the Tongxuan Realm Third Layer?

Chen Lingyu felt this thought was too wild.

Just thinking about it made her scalp tingle.

On the platform.

Gao Yuan was propped up on his long sword, kneeling on one knee, his expression withered and distraught.

Being defeated by Luo Cheng dealt him a severe blow.

After all, he had earlier maintained an imperious attitude, full of confidence, believing Luo Cheng was just a buffoon that could be easily dealt with.

The result turned out to be the opposite.

Seeing Luo Cheng walk closer, Gao Yuan took a deep breath and snarled:

"If we fought again, the one to lose would be you!"

Luo Cheng replied indifferently, "No need for empty words. Are you handing it over yourself, or shall I take it personally?"

"Hmph!"

Gao Yuan gritted his teeth, swiping a finger across his Storage Spirit Ring, and emptied out all his wealth.

He knew that refusing would only bring humiliation upon himself.

Clang!

Boxes of Essence Energy Pills, Gold Notes, Spiritual Medicine, rare treasures, and other valuables piled up on the platform in a grand display.

"So much wealth!"

"It’s worth at least tens of millions of taels!"

Upon seeing such a massive pile of riches, the audience erupted in exclamations.

Many Outer Sect disciples had their eyes wide open, filled with envy.

Gao Yuan’s heart, however, was bleeding.

Most of this wealth had been earned through his nine-lives-risking endeavor of destroying the Kuifeng Stronghold.

Who would have thought that his hard-earned gain would end up padding Luo Cheng’s coffers!

Even Luo Cheng was inwardly astounded.

This fortune was even larger than Han Xuan’s, probably exceeding thirty million taels!

Without hesitation, Luo Cheng swept everything into his possession.

Gao Yuan staggered to his feet, leaving behind even his sword, and deeply fixated on Luo Cheng, saying:

"Keep this sword for now. When I recover from my injuries, I’ll come to retrieve it myself!"

After saying this, he left the platform without looking back.

Luo Cheng couldn’t help but respect him a bit more.

Although this man had a high-and-mighty demeanor and was self-righteous, he clearly had a prideful spirit and unyielding determination. It was no wonder he could comprehend the Sword Heart Realm.

Unfortunately, what falls into Luo Cheng’s hands is unlikely to ever leave again.

The opponent’s hopes were destined to be in vain.

The entire Martial Arts Square fell into a deathly silence.

It wasn’t until Gao Yuan departed from the platform that the crowd gradually regained their senses.

"Impossible! Even Senior Brother Gao Yuan was defeated!"

"Could it be that under the Tongxuan Realm Third Layer, no one can stand against Luo Cheng anymore?!"

"Damn it!"

The faces of the Crown Prince Hall members turned ashen, and they exchanged uneasy glances.

At that moment.

Whoosh!

A figure suddenly leaped onto the platform—a tall, broad-shouldered boy with straight brows.

The crowd was surprised; no one expected someone to dare step up at this time. They all turned to look and were soon taken aback.

The newcomer, the straight-browed youth, was Su Qing, merely at the late stage of the Tongxuan Realm Second Layer, far weaker than Gao Yuan.

"You intend to challenge me?"

Luo Cheng was also surprised.

Su Qing chuckled confidently and said, "Your strength is indeed formidable—extremely formidable! But alas, your realm is too low. After consecutive intense battles, your Essence Energy must be nearly depleted by now, no? Otherwise, why would you let Senior Brother Gao Yuan walk away unharmed?"

"I bet you’re already a spent force. I’m just here to take advantage of the situation."

Su Qing stared at Luo Cheng with unabashed greed on his face.

"That’s right! How did I not think of it? Luo Cheng’s duel with Gao Yuan was so intense just now! He must have consumed a lot and can’t possibly still be in peak condition!"

"If I had known, I would’ve gone up first! Luo Cheng has at least hundreds of millions of taels worth of wealth on him!"

As soon as Su Qing spoke, the entire Martial Arts Square was abuzz with talk.

The Crown Prince Hall’s Outer Sect disciples were filled with regret, one after another.

Luo Cheng was speechless, realizing that his opponent thought he had exhausted his energy.

It wasn’t an unreasonable assumption—on the contrary, it was quite clever.

After a prolonged fight, even a martial artist at the peak of the Tongxuan Realm First Layer would inevitably experience a substantial dip in their state.

However, Luo Cheng didn’t share this concern.

He possessed six Essence Energy Vortexes, granting him incredible recovery capabilities. These vortexes supplied him with a continuous stream of energy, and he had only used up a mere tenth of his reserves.

"Don’t think you can stall for time to replenish your energy! Be defeated!"

Su Qing, ever decisive, lunged forward, his fist radiating a dazzling golden light as he mercilessly punched toward Luo Cheng!

"Fall!"

Luo Cheng had no intention of wasting more time. He stepped forward, sweeping out the Meteor Sword in a clean, ethereal motion.

Su Qing’s fist power only lasted for a split second before it was shattered.

Splurt!

A burst of blood erupted from Su Qing’s chest as he was hurled backward at an even faster speed, collapsing on the ground in a disheveled heap. He gazed up at Luo Cheng in despair, muttering:

"Impossible! How can your strength still be this overwhelming?!"

"You’re clever. Unfortunately, your strength is far too lacking."

Luo Cheng shook his head, sheathing his sword while his complexion paled slightly. He flicked an Essence Energy Pill into his mouth with one finger.

His opponent’s words had given him pause.

After so many intense fights, if his state showed no signs of decline, it would seem too extraordinary.

If no one dared to challenge him because of this, the loss would outweigh the gain.

As it stood, he had only amassed seventy to eighty million taels—barely enough to cultivate his sixth Essence Energy Vortex to perfection, far from sufficient.

"His state is beginning to decline!"

In the audience, Ren Xiaoguang noticed Luo Cheng consuming pills with a pale face and squinted his eyes, sneering coldly, "Makes sense. Every battle he’s fought has been against stronger opponents. Under such immense pressure, his Essence Energy consumption would only accelerate! With his realm, he must be nearing his limit, soon unable to resist further!"

"Someone go up and don’t give him time to recover!"

Ren Xiaoguang turned to look at the many Outer Sect disciples of the Crown Prince Hall.

No one responded.

"Approaching the limit" and "reaching the limit" were entirely different matters.

Su Qing had proven that!

No one wanted to be the sacrificial pawn for others’ benefit.

Just then, Qi Guyun’s icy voice rang out: "Whoever defeats Luo Cheng will receive a reward of ten million taels! Moreover, I will recommend you to my cousin, Jin Min."

Wow!

The announcement caused a stir among the hundreds of Crown Prince Hall disciples, who collectively grew excited.

The ten million taels alone were a tremendous incentive, but the true prize lay in the second condition.

A recommendation to the Eighth Prince, Jin Min!

That meant access to the core of the Crown Prince Hall, a position and benefits far surpassing those of an ordinary member of the hall.

By comparison, the ten million taels seemed almost insignificant.

"I’ll go!"

As Qi Guyun’s voice faded, a figure immediately leaped onto the platform.