Shengui Changsheng: Start adding points from Zhenwuwei

"Everyone says your strength is undoubtedly number one, but I'd like to test whether you're really that strong."

The man in black looked eager to try.

He too reached the limit of the power of the Eight Realms, and was only a hair's breadth away from the final step.

If the pressure of "desolation" can help me gain some insights, then it's not a loss.

Lu Changsheng smiled faintly, naturally understanding what the other party meant.

To think that one could seize a breakthrough opportunity through one's own efforts is simply a pipe dream.

"as you wish."

His tone was quite cold, and then he took action immediately.

In a flash, Lu Changsheng raised his long sword and slashed forward swiftly.

"call……"

The sharp blade light ripped through the void, stretching across the entire world like a celestial river, its power fierce and unparalleled.

Nine hazy, gray worlds stretched out above it, exuding an aura of dominance.

Lu Changsheng showed no mercy with this strike; aside from not activating the world's origin, his attack power had reached its limit.

Such a powerful sense of oppression caused all the spectators nearby to tense up.

The angelic men were the first to be affected, their bodies tense as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

"Is this the power of Desolation?"

The man in black had an extremely solemn expression, and was on high alert.

This was the first time he had truly faced a powerful being with the strength of the Nine Realms, and it actually stirred a sense of fear in his heart.

It was as if I realized from the depths of my heart that no matter how much I struggled, I could not stop this blow.

"what……"

He strained to unleash his divine power, hoping to escape this feeling of powerlessness, and his face became somewhat distorted.

As the blade's edge drew near, he finally mustered all his strength and thrust his sword forward.

"Huh..."

The dazzling sword light exploded in the void, like lotus platforms born from chaos, filled with the true meaning of holiness and destruction.

Countless pure white lotus platforms crashed into the blade's edge, carrying an indomitable spirit—this was also his divine path.

In an instant, the attacks from both sides collided.

Lotus platforms crashed into the giant blade of light, producing a piercing roar.

Gusts of wind rose in the nearby void, and chaotic divine power splashed wildly.

"Bang bang bang..."

These lotus platforms, formed from divine power, seemed to fly like moths to a flame, having no effect whatsoever on the blade's edge.

It only caused a few ripples on the golden blade's edge.

"Click..."

The blade's edge shattered numerous lotus platforms with overwhelming force, instantly obliterating the angel man's divine power, and then struck directly at his divine body.

"Pfft..."

The man had no time to defend himself before his body was split in two and dissipated into wisps of spiritual light.

With a single strike, he killed an angelic man.

"What a terrifying blade of light."

The many powerful alien warriors watching from all sides were horrified at the sight.

Although they had all heard that the number one ranked "Wild" was very strong, many of the strong individuals did not have a concrete understanding of his abilities.

Today I have truly witnessed the terrifying nature of "desolation".

After all, this angel prodigy is ranked in the top ten, so he must not be an ordinary strongman.

The opponent had already reached the limit of the power of the Eight Realms, and was an existence that could stand out from hundreds of millions of geniuses, yet he couldn't even block a single blow from "Wilderness," which was simply astonishing.

"What do you think, Brother Chen?"

Gu Changshu turned his head, his face solemn.

Although he also possessed the power of the Nine Realms, he still felt a great threat from the "Wilderness" strike.

That sharp edge even made him want to avoid it.

Clearly, relying on the power of the Nine Realms that he activated through his secret techniques, he might not be a match for Huang.

This conjecture shocked him deeply, and he found it hard to accept.

"Very strong, ridiculously strong."

Long Xiaochen's eyes were deep and his tone was very serious.

He hadn't expected "Huang" to be so terrifying. Was the other party really a prodigy cultivated by the Three-Eyed Clan?
This made him a little suspicious. It seemed unrealistic that a small three-eyed race could cultivate a prodigy who could overpower countless other races.

Shi Yanyang, standing to the side, also looked quite grim.

He has expended such a great price to reach the power of the Nine Realms; he absolutely cannot fail now.

No matter how strong "Wildness" is, he will defeat it.

With the same power from the Nine Realms, he is no weaker than the other three prodigies in terms of self-exhaustion.

Thinking of this, he felt a little more confident.

With Lu Changsheng's victory, the first round of battles came to an end.

As expected, the top four were none other than Lu Changsheng and Long Xiaochen, the four prodigies.

The fifth-ranked player conceded defeat to the group of several opponents and then competed with the six strongest players behind him for the fifth spot.

As for the second round of the finals, only Lu Changsheng and three others remain.

The position of First General will be chosen from among these four prodigies.

The many powerful figures watching nearby became excited, and the scene became even more lively.

Suddenly, a message appeared in the sky: The second round of the finals has officially begun.

In the first battle, Gu Changshu faced off against Shi Yanyang.

"call out……"

The moment the words appeared, two beams of light rushed toward the arena and soon landed on it, facing each other from the left and right.

As soon as they took the stage, neither side would back down, and their momentum began to rise steadily.

The waves crashed together in the void, creating gusts of fierce wind and a piercing shriek that echoed throughout the space.

Gu Changshu stared sharply at Shi Yanyang, his aura showing no sign of weakness.

His true form, the Mist Giant, is an extremely rare race among all the races in the heavens, far more so than the Angel race.

Their clan is known as the Hermit Clan; though few in number, they are incredibly powerful.

Mist giants who have just come of age are often at least at the level of a God-King, and those with higher talent are at the level of a God-Lord.

His talent surpasses that of Shi Yanyang's Yanmo clan.

Shi Yanyang naturally understood this principle as well; it was difficult to suppress the opponent with mere aura.

Even probing is not very useful; only by unleashing one's full strength can one have a chance to defeat the opponent.

Thinking of this, he immediately took action.

They go all out from the start.

"kill."

Shi Yanyang directly unleashed the true form of the Yanmo clan, his entire body transforming into a colossal demon tens of thousands of feet tall, standing in the void.

His divine body had nine thick arms that extended from his back, each holding a top-tier treasure.

He exuded a strong stench of blood and possessed an overwhelming aura.

As a member of the Flame Demon clan, when he unleashes his true form, it means he's prepared to fight to the death.

Furthermore, this form is the most suitable form for the Flame Demon clan to fight.

Then, Shi Yanyang swung the nine treasures in his hand and smashed them down on Gu Changshu.

"bang bang bang..."

A fierce gale tore through the void, producing a deafening roar.

The nine treasures resemble nine long dragons, each exuding a fierce aura and a powerful sense of oppression.

Above his head, nine gray worlds pressed down, as if a chaotic world had descended.

This strike was his limit; he wanted to decide the outcome in one move.

"One move to decide the outcome? Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Gu Changshu's face was equally full of confidence.

As a member of the Mist Giants, he didn't believe he would lose.

Both sides possessed power from the Nine Realms, and deciding the outcome with a single move was quite in line with his thinking.

"kill."

Gu Changshu also began to exert his divine power to the utmost.

His entire body grew rapidly, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant tens of thousands of feet tall, confronting Shi Yanyang.

The giant was entirely blue, surrounded by a red mist that obscured its face, giving it an air of mystery.

In the giant's hand, he also carried a bronze-colored giant axe, which radiated endless cold light.

At this moment, in terms of sheer presence, Gu Changdao was in no way inferior to Shi Yanyang.

"This is the legendary Mist Giant? It's truly amazing."

Many of the powerful onlookers were seeing the true form of the Mist Giant for the first time, and they all looked on with curiosity.

Mystery and power have always been synonymous with the Mist Giants.

As a being of the same Nine Realms power, Gu Changshu's aura caused the bodies of many powerful figures around him to tense up.

Faced with the clash of titans, they all scattered in all directions.

A hint of curiosity also appeared in Lu Changsheng's eyes.

His divine eyes could not even vaguely see through Gu Changshu's face; the mist surrounding the other party naturally carried a concealing function.

"It seems that there are some amazing races among the myriad races of the universe. The other party clearly possesses some kind of innate supernatural power."

Regarding this battle, Lu Changsheng was also unable to determine who was stronger or weaker.

Both sides relied on secret techniques to attain the power of the Nine Realms, and the racial differences were not significant, so both had a chance of winning.

It can only be said that it's a battle of resources and foundations between the two sides.

As he pondered, Gu Changshu had already fully charged up his divine power.

He raised the giant axe in his hand and cleaved it down fiercely.

"boom……"

The sharp axe light scraped against the void, producing a series of booming sounds, its momentum extremely fierce, like a demon god emerging from chaos.

Nine worlds shone brightly above his head, a manifestation of power being unleashed to its fullest extent.

This axe strike was also his most powerful blow in recent years, consuming most of his energy and spirit, and its attack power was extremely terrifying.

Both sides unleashed their full power, imbued with the strength of a Star Lord. The numerous spectators on the field watched intently, their eyes glued to the battlefield, not daring to miss a single moment.

In an instant, the attacks from both sides collided.

"Clang clang..."

Sparks flew everywhere, and fierce winds swept in all directions, as if the end of the world had arrived.

With a single blow, both were forced to retreat several miles, their divine power fluctuating wildly, clearly indicating that neither was in good condition.

This exchange was evenly matched, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

At the same time, both Gu Changshu and Shi Yanyang felt extremely heavy-hearted.

The current situation has left both sides in a difficult position. Their all-out attack failed to break through the opponent's defenses, and they can only rely on attrition to continue.

However, this also increases the variables, and no one knows whether they will have the last laugh.

"kill."

At this moment, each wielding their most precious treasure, they charged at each other.

"Boom boom boom..."

Two top-tier powerhouses clashed fiercely in the void, their destructive divine power surging in all directions.

As time went on, the two sides gradually became more intense, unleashing their divine power recklessly, and the battle became increasingly fierce.

A group of spectators nearby quickly moved away from the center of the battlefield, their faces filled with horror.

This is only the battle between the third and fourth ranked players, and it's already this terrifying. How amazing would the battle between "Huang" and Long Xiaochen be? It's simply unimaginable.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The two sides have reached their final moment. After a long period of intense fighting, both have reached their limits and their momentum has begun to decline.

However, thanks to the powerful regenerative abilities of the Yanmo clan, Shi Yanyang still had a slight advantage.

Although the Mist Giants are physically strong, their innate abilities are more focused on stealth, making them slightly less capable in direct combat compared to the Flame Demons, whose recovery abilities are astonishing.

At crucial moments, this slight advantage can be enough to secure victory.

Both wielded their most precious treasures, their divine power surging as they charged towards their opponent.

Another earth-shattering collision occurred, and the two sides' supreme treasures burst forth with dazzling light in the void, while chaotic currents of energy swept outwards.

"Huh..."

After the attack, Gu Changshu's divine body could no longer hold on and turned into strands of divine light, dissipating into the air.

Shi Yanyang was also in a bad situation, and his body was showing signs of collapse.

Its entire body was covered in cracks, making it look rather shocking.

However, he persevered and did not completely break down.

"I have won."

Shi Yanyang's eyes were burning with excitement, and he was overjoyed.

Although this battle was hard-won, I still had the last laugh.

His divine body was just a hair's breadth away from collapsing, leaving only a draw as the outcome, which he clearly could not accept.

Next, as long as I defeat "Huang" or Long Xiaochen, I can reach the top spot.

Thinking of this, he felt a surge of emotion.

"I did not lose to you, but to the Tower of Ten Thousand Spirits."

Gu Changshu's eyes held a hint of resentment.

In the outer universe, given the Mist Giants' affinity for spacetime, he might not necessarily lose.

Although the Tower of All Spirits is wondrous, it is still not in the universe, and this slight difference can determine its failure.

Upon hearing this, Shi Yanyang did not refute it.

He also admitted that the victory was somewhat lucky, as the opponent was definitely a formidable foe.

The eerie mist emanating from the Mist Giant contains a trace of time and space characteristics.

In the outside universe, if one can resonate with even a trace of the laws of the universe, the power will naturally be even greater.

"Lord Yanyang is incredibly powerful."

Seeing that the outcome was decided, the many members of the Flame Demon Clan cheered loudly.

In their view, Shi Yanyang was only one step away from the top spot.

All the clansmen were extremely excited, as if Shi Yanyang had already won the first place.

Is it possible for Shi Yanyang to defeat Huang?

Many people from other races began to discuss it.

"I think it's possible. The Yanmo clan has an incredibly strong recovery ability. This battle was designed to wear down Gu Changshu."

"I think so too. Huang and Long Xiaochen may not be able to defeat Shi Yanyang."

"It seems that the title of the first general of this realm will be won by the Yanmo clan."

Many powerful individuals from other races expressed their opinions.

Just then, another line of text appeared high in the sky.

"The second battle is between 'Huang' and Long Xiaochen."

The second match of the finals has officially begun.

"call out……"

Lu Changsheng leaped into the air and quickly disappeared towards the arena, landing steadily on the east side of the arena in the blink of an eye.

He was dressed in a white robe that fluttered in the breeze, looking very dashing.

Long Xiaochen flashed his escape light and stood not far from Lu Changsheng.

He gazed silently at the desolation before him, a hint of admiration in his eyes:
"I have been waiting for this battle for a long time."

(End of this chapter)