Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 290 Luo Cheng vs. Ren Xiaoguang

"You!"

Ren Xiaoguang’s injuries weren’t severe, but compared to the pain of his wounds, the intense humiliation almost drove him to madness!

Especially Chen Lingyu’s remarks, which nearly made him spit blood again.

These were words he had spoken to Chen Lingyu before the battle began!

Now that they were being said by Chen Lingyu, it was as if he had been slapped across the face in front of everyone!

What’s more, he had entered this fight with complete confidence in victory, yet in the end, he lost inexplicably, without even the chance to use his ultimate move. He could hardly accept it, a murderous impulse surging within his heart!

Ren Xiaoguang wasn’t the only one caught off guard; the majority of the spectators were equally stunned by the result.

To them, Ren Xiaoguang had clearly suppressed Chen Lingyu, holding the advantage firmly. Yet within an instant, the tide of the battle sharply reversed!

In just two punches, Ren Xiaoguang, who had absolute dominance, was blasted off the arena platform!

In the elders’ seating area, the Fifth Elder turned to Elder Chen Xuan with a smile:

"That little girl is impressive! She remained remarkably composed, and her grasp of timing was exquisite. She struck at the exact moment when Ren Xiaoguang’s momentum dropped, turning the tables and sealing the outcome decisively!"

"Haha."

Elder Chen Xuan chuckled lightly, stroking his beard, though his gaze carried a hint of surprise.

Based on his understanding of Chen Lingyu, this didn’t align with her typical combat style.

Elsewhere.

"Ren Xiaoguang actually lost! Luo Cheng, you’re amazing! How did you know?"

Tuoba Lie was visibly excited, his face filled with admiration.

The course and outcome of this battle were exactly as Luo Cheng had predicted!

"I guessed."

Luo Cheng gave a faint smile.

Ren Xiaoguang lost not so much to Chen Lingyu but rather defeated himself.

From the very beginning, Ren Xiaoguang underestimated Chen Lingyu, aiming for a swift victory. This gave Chen Lingyu an opening to exploit. By the time he realized it, it was already too late.

"Junior Brother, your guess was spot on..."

Just then, a crisp voice sounded, and Chen Lingyu walked over.

Having defeated Ren Xiaoguang and vented her frustrations, Chen Lingyu was in a great mood. Her crescent-shaped eyes sparkled as she beamed at Luo Cheng, as though trying to see through him.

Luo Cheng said, "It wasn’t purely guesswork. A person’s combat style correlates somewhat with their temperament. Combine that with his previous battles, and it’s not hard to make such a judgment. Of course, the key to victory still lies in strength. Without the ability to break through an opponent’s defenses even when exploiting their weaknesses, it would amount to nothing."

"It seems your mastery of Human Sword Integration wasn’t just luck."

Chen Lingyu sincerely admired him. Even seasoned veterans wouldn’t necessarily possess such deep insights, yet how old was Luo Cheng? At what level of Realm was he?

After mulling for a moment, Chen Lingyu asked:

"Junior Brother, if you were to face Ren Xiaoguang yourself, what are your chances of winning?"

Luo Cheng answered casually, "Probably ten out of ten."

Chen Lingyu’s delicate brows furrowed as she advised, "This isn’t the time to show off. You’ve seen Ren Xiaoguang’s strength. In a direct head-to-head clash, even I might not be able to beat him! He’s vindictive and won’t let humiliation go unanswered. Surely, he’ll vent his anger on you! If you were to confront him in the arena, I’m afraid..."

Luo Cheng interrupted her with a smile, "Senior Sister, I understand your concerns, but I’ve already issued a public life-or-death challenge to the Crown Prince Hall’s disciples. There’s no room for retreat."

"It’s not just that Ren Xiaoguang isn’t my match. Even if I were at a disadvantage against him, backing out is no longer an option. My decision is made; no need to dissuade me."

Chen Lingyu opened her mouth but ultimately could only sigh helplessly.

It wasn’t that she thought poorly of Luo Cheng. In fact, the achievements Luo Cheng had amassed already far exceeded her expectations!

However, Ren Xiaoguang was different.

Ren Xiaoguang’s strength made even her wary. Her victory this time was nothing short of a stroke of luck.

Luo Cheng’s encounter with Ren Xiaoguang wouldn’t merely be a competition to determine the better fighter—it would be a life-and-death battle!

Following the match between Chen Lingyu and Ren Xiaoguang, the second round of the tournament didn’t see any other major confrontations, and Luo Cheng’s opponent chose to forfeit again.

Soon, the second round concluded.

Next was the third round.

Luo Cheng’s opponent, Wu Cheng, who had advanced alongside him, opted for a straightforward surrender. Luo Cheng secured a streak of three successive victories.

Seated, Luo Cheng began observing other matches.

Ren Xiaoguang appeared on the fourth arena platform to face Zhu Xueyan, ranked sixteenth—a female disciple of considerable beauty.

Clearly still consumed by the fury of losing to Chen Lingyu, Ren Xiaoguang unleashed a ferocious assault as soon as he stepped onto the stage. With just two strikes, he sent Zhu Xueyan flying off the arena, coughing up blood, leaving many Outer Sect male disciples scornful of his lack of compassion for beauties.

Having triumphed, Ren Xiaoguang cast a cold, piercing look at Luo Cheng, running a finger across his neck in a slicing gesture before leaping down from the platform.

Luo Cheng merely smiled faintly, unaffected.

"Platform Five: Luo Cheng versus Xiao Qing!"

At last, in the fourth round, Luo Cheng faced his first Group Two showdown, drawing countless eyes.

Xiao Qing, ranked seventeenth among the Hundred Elite Disciples, wielded a silver spear whose tip gleamed like lightning.

"You’re quite something to reach this far. But now that you’re up against me, your streak ends here!"

His tone was utterly brazen, as if Luo Cheng wasn’t worth his notice. Before his words fully left his mouth, his figure abruptly vanished from its original spot.

In the next moment.

’Sss sss sss sss sss sss...’

More than ten figures appeared around Luo Cheng, unpredictable and fleeting, as the silver spear charged forward like a venomous snake striking from its burrow!

Spear shadows split apart mid-air, forming a dense curtain of projections that enveloped Luo Cheng, appearing as airtight walls!

Luo Cheng’s lips curled slightly as his figure suddenly exploded, scattering into dozens of shadows shooting off in all directions.

’Bang bang bang bang bang bang...’

The ground shattered under the spear shadows, riddled with deep holes that resembled a hive.

When the dust settled, only two figures remained on the platform.

Xiao Qing stood frozen in place, his eyes brimming with terror and disbelief.

Behind Xiao Qing stood Luo Cheng, who said coolly, "Using words to throw me off, then attempting to strike suddenly with a movement technique. Not a bad idea. But alas, your Mist Shadow Step isn’t quite there yet."

"I... I surrender!"

Xiao Qing’s face burned red with embarrassment, humiliated by Luo Cheng’s exposure of his tactics. He left the stage without looking back, leaving only those words behind.

"Why did Xiao Qing surrender?"

Everything had happened so swiftly that many were clueless as to what had transpired.

The elder referee at Platform Five, however, wore an expression of astonishment.

Having closely observed the events, he understood it clearly.

Both fighters had trained in Mist Shadow Step, yet Xiao Qing’s mastery was only at the Minor Success Realm, while Luo Cheng’s Mist Shadow Step was able to erupt with over fifty residual shadows—clearly at the Great Success Realm!

The difficulty of mastering Mist Shadow Step rivaled that of Six-star Martial Arts. Rarely had he seen an Outer Disciple achieve Great Success!

"Luo Cheng wins!"

Returning to his senses, the referee elder exclaimed loudly.

Seeing Luo Cheng defeat Xiao Qing only further skyrocketed his popularity.

The crowd began to recognize his ability to compete against the top fifteen, eagerly anticipating his high-stakes duels!

"Hmph!"

Watching Luo Cheng leave the stage, Ren Xiaoguang sneered maliciously, his fingers cracking loudly from the pressure of his grip.

"Arrogant fool! The higher you climb, the harder you’ll crash when you face me!"

The matches continued as one battle after another ended!

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The referee elder at Platform Three announced loudly:

"Platform Three: Luo Cheng versus Ren Xiaoguang!"