Chapter 415
Chapter 415
“What kind of martial physique is this?!” Several generals on the stands stood up in shock. Dong Shengyi’s expression turned blank, looking at his hands in disbelief. Lu Sheng stood quietly, exerting an overwhelming pressure on everyone present. There was no need to continue the fight. How could they fight? Top generals couldn’t even break Lu Sheng’s defense; defeating the rest was just a matter of time.
The invincibility of the Stellar Immortal Physique was evident at this moment. Lu Sheng knew how much effort and resources he had spent on this martial body. Now, it finally shone with its inherent brilliance, demonstrating despair-inducing invincibility. But for Lu Sheng, this was just the beginning.
“The third step!” Lu Sheng said calmly, “Qi.”
After speaking, he stepped forward. With this step, it was as if a brilliant golden sun had risen over the large training ground. Endless golden qi gushed out from every pore of Lu Sheng’s body. Despite the heavy snowfall and the gloomy sky, the world was bright at this moment. Lu Sheng was the source of that light.
His figure, bathed in golden light, grew majestically. Six immortal cells in his brow shone, producing endless qi. He moved gracefully, his every gesture bringing about shifts in light and darkness.
Boom!
The training ground and the injured generals, officers, and soldiers watching the broadcast were all in an uproar. The generals on the highest stand were stunned, including the elderly marshal with gray hair in the center, whose eyes suddenly shone with brilliance.
Qi was the true measure of a martial artist’s power. The amount of qi Lu Sheng displayed had far exceeded their imagination, even defying logic. “How many stars of combat power is this? Thirty? Forty? Fifty?!” The generals’ hearts trembled.
The golden light illuminated the entire field. The remaining 300 Masters stood motionless, dumbfounded. Lu Sheng didn’t hold back. He crossed a hundred meters in one step, like a golden arrow piercing the crowd, the sun breaking through the clouds. He raised his arms, golden qi waves surged.
Boom!
Dozens of unsuspecting masters were blown away. By the time the others reacted, Lu Sheng’s second attack had arrived.
Whether Level 7 or Level 8 Generals, their white qi shattered like foam under Lu Sheng’s golden qi. His Stellar Qi was of extremely high quality. With the foundation of a Level 11 technique, it was beyond their imagination. Lu Sheng didn’t need complex moves, just raising his arms and swinging his fists was enough … Wherever the golden qi swept, generals were blown away like seaweed in a giant wave.
“Sir!” Suddenly, a pale, trembling woman appeared before Lu Sheng, looking pitifully at him. It was Zhan Hongyu from the Tiger Scorpion Squad. She had been hiding at the back, but Lu Sheng’s charge brought him right in front of her, leaving no time to dodge.
Lu Sheng glanced at her, understanding immediately.
“Understood.” He casually replied, releasing a surge of qi, sending Zhan Hongyu flying to where two of her teammates were already lying. A team should be united, wasn’t that what she meant?
Seeing Lu Sheng mercilessly send Zhan Hongyu flying, Dong Qingxue’s tense face relaxed again, becoming nonchalant. The number of people on the field rapidly decreased, from over 300 to 200, then to 100 … The previously numerous towering qi streams now dwindled, resembling the thin smoke of incense. Finally, only a few dozen remained. Those still standing were either top Grandmasters or lucky ones who hadn’t been swept away.
“Ah!” A burly man stood before Lu Sheng, his qi bursting out, muscles tense, face fierce, ready to resist Lu Sheng’s attack.
Suddenly, Lu Sheng withdrew calmly. The surging golden qi retracted into his body. He stood quietly as if he had never moved. The burly man was bewildered, not knowing whether to continue his full-power stance.
Then he heard Lu Sheng say, “The fourth step, skill!”
Lu Sheng calmly threw a punch. The burly man instinctively responded with a punch of his own. His Grandmaster-level qi extended a few feet from his fist, fierce and intimidating.
But before it touched Lu Sheng’s fist, the qi disintegrated … no, it melted like snow in the heat. Lu Sheng’s fist reached the man’s chest effortlessly, lightly striking. The burly man’s qi shattered, his Qi shield dissipated, and even his martial will nearly collapsed.
His massive body was flung out like a cannonball. A single punch defeated a Grandmaster! It was shocking, but compared to Lu Sheng’s previous terrifying golden qi, it seemed less so.
But for some, it stirred a greater wave.
“Level 4 Fist!” Dong Shengyi’s expression turned blank, questioning his own eyes. On the highest stand, the previously composed elderly marshal stood up, eyes shining with brilliance.
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The martial arts mastery of the third realm and the fourth realm were completely different concepts. Third-realm martial arts represent the ultimate control over one’s own power. The fourth realm, however, signified extension. It was the expansion and extension of control, creating an invincible domain.
In martial arts, the fourth-realm mastery was also known by another name—”The Pinnacle of Martial Skill!”
It represented the ultimate limit of human skill. Ordinary martial artists have never even heard of it; even among Level 7 Masters, few were aware of it, let alone see it. Now, this legendary peak of a skill … was being displayed by Lu Sheng.
Compared to his previous domineering power, Lu Sheng now exuded an otherworldly aura. He fought the remaining opponents with just his bare fists.
There was no terrifying golden qi, exaggerated physical strength, or displayed martial will … He even retracted his Qi shield. His movements were measured, graceful, and he carried a transcendent aura. Each punch and palm strike he threw was like a seamless dance, bringing an inexplicable surprise within its simplicity.
The longer one watched, the more it felt as if brilliant flashes of inspiration were shooting out from Lu Sheng’s hands, dazzling and mesmerizing the mind.
Surrounded by dozens of top Grandmasters, not one could touch his clothes, including those ranked in the top ten of the Generals’ List and the Seven Luminaries of the East. It was as if Lu Sheng had eyes in the back of his head; every step he took was in an unexpected place. The ground he walked on seemed to become his domain, obeying his commands.
Top generals among the Seven Luminaries of the East were toyed with like puppets by Lu Sheng and then casually discarded like trash. At this moment, Lu Sheng was like a high and mighty sovereign, walking among the clouds. No one could touch him; only he could touch others.
Watching Lu Sheng for a long time, Dong Shengyi’s face grew paler, large drops of cold sweat rolling down his forehead. As the successor of a Martial Sage, he possessed a deeper foundation and broader knowledge than ordinary Masters. He saw that … not only had Lu Sheng’s fist technique reached the fourth realm, but his footwork was also in the fourth realm!
“Incredible!” The gray-haired marshal on the highest stand, his eyes bright with admiration and praise, made no attempt to hide his appreciation for Lu Sheng. The commanders and generals around him stood straight, their eyes fixed on Lu Sheng, as if watching a grand performance. Even ordinary martial artists could see the marvel in it.