He had become the most sought-after figure in the entire Pan City martial arts circle.
In contrast, he, despite being the victor, ended up as nothing more than a background character.
Every now and then, people would look at him with peculiar eyes.
This left Zhao Jie fuming internally.
"Iâm not trying to prove how strong I am."
"I just canât believe that a defeated opponent from back then could create something like Extreme Martial Arts?"
"If I could defeat you once, then I can defeat you twice..."
Zhao Jie clenched his resolve in his heart.
However, Lu Changsheng never even paid him any attention.
In fact, he didnât even care to know who "Zhao Jie" was.
The man who was nearly beaten to death by him in the past didnât warrant any interest from Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng stood silently in the square.
He grinned and unexpectedly opened his mouth: "Come at me, all of you. This arena today will determine both ranking and life or death!"
"So many of youâonce I start, I wonât hold back."
"Let me seeâhow much skill is left among you so-called Refining Strength martial masters?"
"Do not disappoint me..."
Lu Changshengâs wide, ominous grin was spine-chilling.
Yet his arrogant words enraged the Refining Strength martial masters.
"Lu Yuan, youâre too arrogant."
"Martial artists have refined strength for countless generations, and yet youâsomeone in your twentiesâdare to ridicule martial arts? To even claim to have created this so-called Extreme Martial Arts? Utter nonsense. Today, weâll show you what true martial arts are!"
"Exactly! What Extreme Martial Arts? Just a bunch of muscle-bound fools. Martial arts are profound and ancient, not something that muscle-thugs who only understand brute force can grasp."
"We practitioners of martial arts..."
Someone was about to say more, but Lu Changsheng had already lost his patience.
"You talk too much. Is this all the people who dared step onto the arena?"
"Once youâve stepped into the arena, life and death are no longer my concern!"
"Have you all prepared yourselves to die at my hands?"
Lu Changshengâs icy gaze swept across the scene, and the entire square gradually fell silent.
In the end, a total of one hundred and thirteen martial masters stepped onto the arena.
Which meant that Lu Changsheng would face one hundred and thirteen Refining Strength martial masters!
Whatâs more, all of them had at least mastered Dark Force.
"Kill!"
These martial artists werenât just flowery, ornamental fighters.
Anyone willing to step into the arena naturally possessed some degree of skill.
Immediately, some warriors made no needless chatter, rushing directly toward Lu Yuan.
A hundred-plus individualsâa truly formidable sight.
Such a life-and-death clash, pitting one against a hundred, was something barely witnessed even amidst the chaotic eras of ancient times.
And yet, it was happening now!
Lu Changsheng threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh.
"Extreme Martial Arts!"
Lu Changshengâs momentum surged skyward as he stomped the ground ferociously.
"Boom."
The pavement immediately cracked apart.
The entire square seemed to tremble.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Changsheng leapt forward.
His massive and herculean frame moved with incredible agility.
Extreme Martial Arts wasnât simply about augmenting strength, defense, or physical size.
It enhanced every aspect!
Speed, reflexes, agilityâall saw tremendous improvements.
With a single leap, Lu Changsheng was like a ferocious tiger plunging into a herd of sheep.
Lu Changsheng wasted no time on flamboyant moves; he directly barreled into the closest silhouette with sheer ferocity.
"Bang."
The target was a Dark Force expert.
Even as this expert unleashed an all-out burst of Dark Force, after being struck by Lu Changsheng, it felt as though a freight train had crashed into him.
He sensed his internal organs shatter entirely.
Before he could even scream, his life was extinguished as he was brutally rammed to death.
His body hurled backward violently, left mangled and incompleteâa corpse beyond recognition.
In stark contrast, Lu Yuan remained standing, save for being splattered in blood, completely unscathed.
"Ah..."
Some spectators let out cries of horror upon witnessing this scene.
Even the color drained from their faces, turning pale as paper.
A man had died!
And in such a savage, blood-drenched manner.
To be rammed to deathâit was utterly... beyond comprehension!
Yet this was merely the beginning.
Having just bulldozed one opponent to death, no less than five or six arms, fists, or palms immediately landed on Lu Changshengâs body from all directions.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Lu Changsheng remained completely unmoved.
When their Dark Force struck his body, it felt as though they were hitting the hide of a massive ox; their energy dissipated like water sinking into sand, eliciting no response whatsoever.
Lu Changsheng grinned.
He transformed his open palms into fists and swept violently around him in a wide circle.
"Crack."
The sounds of snapping bones echoed as those struck by Lu Changsheng were left with either fractured skeletons or severely damaged internal organs. They crumpled to the ground, wailing in agony, stripped of any combat ability.
"Is this the best your so-called Dark Force martial masters have to offer?"
"Utterly pathetic!"
Lu Changsheng exuded unrestrained arrogance, standing tall in the square, utterly invincible and unmatched.
Over a hundred martial artists collectively felt a shift in their expressions.
Many even began to contemplate retreat.
"Stepping onto the arenaâthereâs no way out now!"
"If we donât kill him today, weâll be the ones to die!"
A hulking martial artist bellowed loudly.
His words sent a chill through the othersâ hearts.
Indeed, having entered the arena, there was no longer any escape.
It was either his death or theirs.
On the square, nearly twenty people were already sprawled on the ground.
Among them, seven or eight were dead.
It was a testament to Lu Yuanâs "brutal savagery."
"His physical abilities are horrifying; we canât fight him head-on. We should utilize our strengths instead."