Yun Che attacked continuously, and Luo Changsheng easily blocked them all, without any effort. And he only slightly rebounded, and Yun Che was directly injured.
The two people who once fought to the death, now have one of them standing in the unreachable sky, just because of a leap from the realm of gods to the realm of god kings in one step.
Luo Changsheng remained motionless, and did not pursue. He stretched out his hand to Yun Che, his eyes narrowed into a long slit: “Come on, continue. You have many tricks, don’t you? Illusion God, Divine Flame Fusion, and that dragon soul, just use them. Let me see how these tricks of yours can struggle in front of the power of the Divine King.”
"No... There's no way I can win. Even if it's a Divine King, how could there be such a huge gap all of a sudden?" Huo Poyun shook his head vigorously: "Since Luo Changsheng's strength has completely surpassed Brother Yun, why doesn't he end it immediately? Is he going to..."
“He obviously wants to frustrate and humiliate Yun Che to the greatest extent possible.” Huo Rulie frowned and gritted his teeth: “This kid is indeed a guy who can’t stand losing!”
“Luo Changsheng has the most prominent family, the most distinguished status, the most powerful master, and a divine body that can cultivate three divine powers and three elements. He is an absolutely supreme existence among the younger generation in the Eastern Divine Region. However, he was defeated in front of the world by Yun Che, a man who was previously completely unknown and whose background was considered ‘humble’ in his eyes…” Yan Juehai took a deep breath and said, “This kid seems to have lost his mind. He used to be calm, gentle and polite. Perhaps it was not because of his good temperament and state of mind, but because he had never been trampled on by others.”
“Now that he has achieved Divine King status, he wants to pay back the frustration, humiliation, anger, and resentment that Yun Che has brought upon him countless times in order to achieve psychological balance. It would be easy for him to defeat Yun Che now, but he not only wants to defeat Yun Che, but he also wants to defeat him thoroughly and will not hesitate to trample on his dignity by any means.”
Huo Poyun was stunned. What Yan Juehai said did not match the impression he had of the "Young Master Changsheng" at all.
"He won't succeed." Huo Rulie said, "Although Yun is a tough guy, he is also very smart. He won't insist on being humiliated when he knows that he has no chance of winning."
“No,” Mu Bingyun shook her head worriedly, a trace of pain flashing in her icy eyes: “Even if he knew Luo Changsheng’s thoughts, even if he knew it was impossible to defeat Luo Changsheng, he would never be willing to admit defeat... On the contrary, he would delay him at all costs, desperately looking for even the slightest hope.”
Mu Bingyun's words stunned Huo Rulie and Yan Juehai, who were puzzled: "Why? Is there...something else going on?"
Mu Bingyun did not answer, nor could she answer. Her hands unconsciously clenched under her snow-white sleeves, and she thought to herself: Sister, it would be great if you were here. Only you could possibly persuade him. But what should I do now...
When he was brought back to the Snow Song Realm, the Voice of Eternal Heaven suddenly announced the restriction that the Profound God Conference required the Divine Tribulation Realm, and threw him into the abyss.
He climbed out of the abyss and finally arrived at the Mysterious God Conference, but suddenly realized that only by becoming one of the thousand "chosen sons of heaven" could he enter the Eternal Heaven Realm.
He was willing to go against his principles and do the cheating that he used to despise, not wanting to risk the wrath of the Eternal Heaven Realm, and finally forced his way into the Eternal Heaven Realm...but all he got was the first place in the Conferred God Realm, and only then could he see her.
He did not give up on this goal that would make anyone despair. He stepped on the geniuses and defeated the son of God along the way, and finally came to the battle for the throne. In order to defeat Luo Changsheng, he was willing to risk his life.
These jokes of fate were more cruel and despairing than the last, but he had overcome them all. No one could imagine how much he had gone through and how much he had paid in the process. There was one thing that Mu Bingyun was absolutely certain of: no one else in the world could do this except him.
Now, there was only the last half step left...but Luo Changsheng became a Divine King overnight.
How could Yun Che be willing to accept this?
Mu Bingyun's heart tightened. For the first time, she felt a strong resentment towards the cruelty of fate... Even though she was poisoned by the Qionglong
It has never been so strong in the past thousand years.
He left his homeland and came to the realm of gods, just to see one person. For this small and almost humble wish, he has paid so much... Why did fate have to torture him so cruelly time and time again!
On the Conferred God Stage, Yun Che stood up straight. There was no fear in his eyes, only a viciousness that continued to gather.
Without saying a word, two kinds of flames suddenly ignited on Yun Che’s body at the same time, the Golden Crow flame on the left and the Phoenix flame on the right. Then, as his mind focused, they slowly merged and bloomed into a gradually richer crimson flame.
At this moment, a sinister light suddenly flashed in Luo Changsheng's eyes, and his figure shook slightly.
BOOM!!!!
Luo Changsheng’s figure disappeared, and he appeared in front of Yun Che like a ghost, with his palm covering his chest. A violent force exploded violently in Yun Che’s chest.
Luo Changsheng's speed was extremely fast to begin with, and after he became a Divine King, he became even faster with the help of the storm. Yun Che, who was concentrating on his thoughts, didn't react at all when he appeared in front of him. Even Shui Yingyue, Lu Lengchuan and other Divine Sons who were watching the battle didn't see clearly how Luo Changsheng appeared in front of Yun Che.
Amidst the loud bang, Yun Che violently spat out a mouthful of blood mist and was blasted far away. The Golden Crow Flame and the Phoenix Flame collapsed at the same time. When Yun Che fell heavily to the ground, there was no trace of light on his body.
Yun Che supported himself on the ground with his arms and spat out more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood. His face turned from red to pale, and the blood in his body was in a state of chaos like a boiling volcano, and all his internal organs were displaced.
"Hey, I suddenly changed my mind." Luo Changsheng's arrogant and pleased voice came: "But don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of your red flame, but I want to tell you something."
"In front of me, you are nothing but a pitiful toy at my mercy. You can use whatever power I want you to use. If I don't want you to use it, you will never be able to use it. Do you understand?"
"Or," Luo Changsheng pointed his finger slowly downwards, "You can also admit defeat and surrender in front of me right now. After all, being a defeated dog may look ugly, but at least you can suffer less, don't you think?"
“…” Yun Che gritted his teeth fiercely.
“Asshole!” Luo Shangchen slammed the table and stood up, his mask showing anger: “Changsheng, you…”
“Let him vent!” Luo Shangchen’s words were not finished before Luo Guxie stopped him: “You can see that losing to Yun Che was a huge blow to him. If he is not allowed to vent his anger, he may develop a demon in his heart in the future.”
“This is not a matter of inner demons!” Luo Shangchen said angrily, “Changsheng has always been gentle and kind, but today he has lost control to such an extent. Could it be that from now on, the people of the Eastern Divine Region will think that my son, Luo Shangchen, is actually a narrow-minded person whose words and deeds are vicious and despicable?”
“Hmph!” Luo Guxie’s tone suddenly turned cold. “Luo Shangchen, although Changsheng is your son, I have been by his side since he was born. As the high and mighty King of the Holy Eaves Realm, you have shown any deep concern for Changsheng, other than occasionally praising and admonishing him. Have you ever truly understood him?”
"I..." Luo Changchen was speechless for a moment.
“I don’t care what happens in the Holy Eaves Realm, but I know Changsheng a hundred times better than you do. Changsheng did this because of my instruction. This will only benefit his future state of mind in the profound way, and there is no need for your interference!”
The corners of Luo Changchen's mouth twitched for a long time, but he slowly sat down without saying another word, but his brows were still tightly furrowed.
Yun Che knew that Luo Changsheng was deliberately provoking him and not letting him admit defeat immediately. However, Luo Changsheng's words and actions were unnecessary. Yun Che had never thought of surrendering. From the beginning to now, he had never thought of it for even a moment.
In his mind, the only thing was winning... he had to win...
Anyway...any way...
Must win!!
Yun Che stood up slowly. Although his whole body was in great pain, he tried his best to stay calm and awake.
There must be a way... there must be some way.
Think carefully...what other methods you can use...what other trump cards you can use.
Moon saves the stars? No... Even if Luo Changsheng attacked with all his strength, the rebound would only injure him, and would also expose his most important life-saving trump card to the entire God Realm.
Ice flame? Perhaps it could severely injure him, but the fusion time of dozens of breaths was simply impossible to achieve.
Phantom God, Crimson Flame...
No way! Luo Changsheng's profound strength has completely reached another level. No matter what means are used, it is impossible to defeat him... There is not even the slightest possibility.
but……
Yun Che raised his eyes slowly, his heart beating extremely violently.
To win this battle for the throne, it is not necessary to defeat Luo Changsheng.
If we can knock him off the Conferred God Platform, we will win directly!
Yun Che’s gaze gradually became more focused… It was simply impossible for him to defeat Luo Changsheng, who had become a Divine King. The only possibility and hope was to knock him off the Three Hundred Mile Conferred God Platform.
Luo Changsheng noticed the change in Yun Che’s expression. He grinned and said slowly, “Are you thinking of some way to lure me to the edge of the Conferred God Platform, and then use some means to beat me down… For example, the dragon soul that can make a person’s will collapse?”
Yun Che's eyes fixed: "..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Luo Changsheng clapped his hands slowly, "You are still thinking about how to beat me. This is really admirable. It's a pity that you seem to have never heard of this saying... In the face of absolute power, any strategy is nothing but a joke."
"However, I still strongly recommend you to give it a try. After all..." Luo Changsheng raised his eyes, radiating a look of extreme contempt: "This is the fun part!"
Yun Che said nothing as he summoned the Heaven Smiting Sword back into his hand. His eyes were gloomy as he said coldly, “You want to play, huh? Then I’ll play with you!”
With a loud bang, Yun Che ignored his injuries and fully released his profound energy once again, smashing his sword towards Luo Changsheng’s head.
"What a ridiculous struggle." Luo Changsheng chuckled, stretched out his hand and grabbed the Heaven Smiting Sword, with the power of a storm rolling in his hand. This time, he didn't want to resist with his hand, but wanted to take the Heaven Smiting Sword directly.
Yun Che's icy light flashed, and he abruptly moved with the Broken Moon Shadow. A dragon shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and the blue dragon eyes in the sky opened, releasing a dragon roar that shook the world:
Dragon Soul Realm!
Roar!!!!
Under the dragon's roar, heaven and earth trembled slightly.
Luo Changsheng had just said the word “Dragon Soul” with contempt because he was extremely sure that with his current Divine King Soul, it was impossible for him to subconsciously collapse like he did last time when Yun Che suddenly released the Dragon Soul.
However, how could he understand the tyranny of the Dragon God's Soul?
Under the deafening dragon roar, Luo Changsheng's eyes instantly lost color, and all his contempt turned into trembling fear. Yun Che's sword body was burning, and his momentum surged again, hitting Luo Changsheng's head directly.
"Ahh..." Luo Changsheng groaned in fear. His remaining consciousness seemed to sense the approach of danger, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it...
BANG!!
Luo Changsheng’s outstretched arm was directly shaken away, and the Heaven Smiting Sword, which condensed Yun Che’s ultimate strength, fiercely slammed down on Luo Changsheng’s head, and a flame exploded violently with his head as the center.
Luo Changsheng: This wave of pretending is so cool! My mouth is almost crooked with joy! This is simply the treatment that only the protagonist can get... Hmm? Could it be that I am the protagonist! ?
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