Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 298: Come Kill Me! Win After Win!

Bang!

As the Elder referee’s voice just fell, a figure as towering as an iron tower immediately darted onto the Number Two Arena.

It was none other than Tu Shan, ranked eighth among the top ten disciples!

Tu Shan had a pair of sharp brows, short hair draped over his shoulders, and an untamed appearance. His arrogant gaze fixed on Luo Cheng:

"Trash! Get up here already!"

Luo Cheng rose expressionlessly, stepping onto the arena one step at a time.

Instantly, the entire plaza erupted into a small wave of commotion.

"Luo Cheng is finally going against a member of the top ten disciples! And it’s the eighth-ranked Tu Shan! Who will come out on top?"

"Probably Tu Shan! He’s a cross-training martial artist, and his Six-star Middle Grade technique, the Glazed Strong Body Technique, boasts remarkable defensive power."

"Hmm, the question is whether Luo Cheng can break through Tu Shan’s defense."

As Luo Cheng casually stepped forward, Tu Shan sneered coldly:

"Luo Cheng, didn’t you say everyone from the Crown Prince Hall who steps up will die? I’d like to see how you plan to kill me!"

Boom!

As his words landed, a roaring sound of surging vitality erupted from within Tu Shan’s body, and dazzling light radiated from his skin.

The brilliance fused seamlessly with his entire body, turning his flesh into something resembling golden jade—no longer ordinary flesh and blood. A powerful aura made him feel like a humanoid fierce beast!

"Glazed Golden Body! The Glazed Strong Body Technique at Great Success!"

"Once the Glazed Golden Body is achieved, a martial artist’s defense increases dramatically, and their physical strength undergoes a qualitative change, easily reaching seven to eight hundred thousand pounds! In close combat, they’re nearly invincible among peers of the same level."

"Tsk tsk, with Tu Shan having perfected the Glazed Golden Body, Luo Cheng doesn’t stand a chance."

Feeling Tu Shan’s overwhelming presence, the crowd buzzed with murmured astonishment.

A flicker of unusual light also passed through Luo Cheng’s eyes.

Tu Shan noticed this and instantly grinned wickedly: "What? Are you scared?"

Luo Cheng didn’t respond. In terms of physical prowess, Tu Shan indeed ranked among the strongest opponents Luo Cheng had ever faced!

The turbulent waves of vitality even made Luo Cheng feel a hint of pressure. To be ranked among the top ten disciples, none could be underestimated.

While surprised, Luo Cheng also felt a faint stirring desire—to see how a contest of pure physical strength, without using the True Dragon Power, would unfold between them.

Noticing this glimmer in Luo Cheng’s expression, Tu Shan grew even more cocky, crossing his arms over his chest, tilting his chin slightly upward, and laughing wildly:

"Hahaha! It’s too late to be scared now! Didn’t you say you’d take my life? What are you waiting for? Come on! Kill me!"

"Alright."

Luo Cheng murmured softly, his voice calm.

The moment his voice rang out, he had already appeared before Tu Shan. His entire body sank into a low stance, and a colossal cauldron with three legs and two ears materialized in the air around him. He unleashed the second move of the Heavenly Cauldron Fist, a skill he had never used before!

"One Element Gathering Cauldron!"

With a low growl, the massive cauldron emitted the sound of landslides and tidal waves, sweeping away the surrounding Heaven and Earth Essence Energy, merging it entirely into Luo Cheng’s punches.

"Something feels off!"

Sensing the terrifying momentum barreling toward him, Tu Shan felt an unease and frantically pushed his Essence Energy to its limits.

Boom!

The fist collided with Tu Shan’s crossed arms. The combined force of over eight hundred thousand pounds and the second move of the Heavenly Cauldron Fist exploded with unimaginable power. The layers of punch force shattered like countless bolts of thunder erupting!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the deafening echoes, Tu Shan’s towering figure staggered backward continually!

With each retreat, a streak of crimson trickled from his mouth, and the Golden Jade Light shielding his arms splintered incessantly until even flesh was entirely torn apart, revealing ghastly white bone!

"Ah! You bastard..."

Tu Shan’s bloodshot eyes glared at Luo Cheng, resembling a cornered beast making a desperate struggle.

With just one punch, Luo Cheng had shattered his Glazed Golden Body. His physical strength was evidently superior—what fear was there to feel!

So overwhelmingly strong, yet still pretending to be weak!

"Begone!"

Gripped by life-or-death desperation, Tu Shan disregarded Qi Guyun’s instructions, roaring furiously as his Essence Energy erupted. The Golden Jade Light around him blazed intensely, as if igniting for a final counterattack!

Luo Cheng didn’t grant him the chance. Narrowing his eyes slightly, his fist transformed into a palm, slipping like lightning through the gaps in Tu Shan’s defensive posture.

"Aaaaaah! Get away!"

Tu Shan’s entire body quivered, his nerves stretched taut with terror as he swung his fists wildly.

Unmoving, Luo Cheng’s palm shifted into an airborne slash, graceful yet keen.

Squish!

Tu Shan’s fist froze mid-air, and a bloodline emerged on his neck.

"Killed you."

Luo Cheng calmly retracted his hand.

Upon hearing this, Tu Shan’s pupils trembled, his mouth opened as if to say something, but his head tilted, and with a "thud," his head fell to the ground and rolled far away.

Swish!

Qi Guyun leapt up from his seat, his eyes fixed on Luo Cheng, veins pulsing on his temple!

The audience fell into an unsettling silence.

Looking at the headless corpse on the arena and the youth standing beside it, emotionless, the crowd’s gazes brimmed with shock and disbelief.

Earlier, when Luo Cheng chose not to draw his sword and instead engaged Tu Shan in close combat, everyone assumed he had given up his sole chance at survival.

Who would have thought, in just one exchange, the victor would be determined—and Tu Shan would be the one dead!

"What is that fist technique? So domineering, it uses Heaven and Earth Essence Energy as fuel! One punch broke through Tu Shan’s Glazed Golden Body!"

Someone couldn’t help but exclaim.

The leaders of various factions also showed puzzled expressions. Even the elders of the Xuanyuan Sect were uncertain—none could identify the fist technique.

Only Luo Yao seemed thoughtful, with a hint of astonishment flashing across her eyes, as if stunned.

Amu, beside her, jolted out of his daze and blurted in disbelief:

"Miss, what place do you think Luo Cheng can attain?"

"We’ll see..."

Luo Yao shook her head, refraining from making predictions.

Before, she had thought she understood Luo Cheng well. Now, she realized she didn’t—and perhaps, she couldn’t. His depths were unfathomable!

Under everyone’s scrutiny, Luo Cheng returned to his seat.

"Luo Cheng, you’re way too strong! You killed Tu Shan with just one move!" Tuoba Lie swallowed hard to calm himself.

Luo Cheng smiled lightly: "He was too careless. It wouldn’t have been so easy otherwise."

What Luo Cheng said was true.

From the start, Tu Shan had seemingly not intended to fight with all his strength.

If not, without drawing his sword, killing Tu Shan would have been a grueling battle.

The third round quickly came to an end.

Next was the fourth round.

"Number Five Arena: Luo Cheng versus Lin Zhidong!"

"I concede!"

Lin Zhidong, ranked seventh among the top ten disciples, hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and admitting defeat.

This decision didn’t surprise anyone.

Tu Shan’s dreadful loss, though partly due to recklessness, clearly highlighted Luo Cheng’s formidable strength—enough to challenge the top five disciples!

For Lin Zhidong, ranked seventh, fighting Luo Cheng might just cost him his life, and it wasn’t worth it.

Choosing to concede revealed his lack of confidence in leaving the arena unscathed against Luo Cheng.

Similarly, Qi Guyun stayed off the arena. His opponent, the fourth-ranked Qin Yan, conceded outright.

Round Five!

Luo Cheng drew Gu Zhan and easily secured another victory.

Qi Guyun’s opponent for this round was Yu Yue, ranked sixth.

Boom!

With just one sword swing, Yu Yue was blasted off the stage, his robes torn open, and a foot-long sword mark slashed across his chest!

"Too strong! Even the sixth-ranked Yu Yue wasn’t a match for one strike!"

The audience was stunned.

Qi Guyun deserved the title of Outer Sect’s number one disciple; his strength was unparalleled!

Luo Cheng gazed at Qi Guyun, narrowing his eyes slightly. This man was indeed formidable—qualified to duel him!

As if sensing something, Qi Guyun suddenly turned to look.

Crackling!

Their gazes collided in the air, disrupting the currents around them. Thunder seemed to rumble, and killing intent pervaded the atmosphere!