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Chapter 462: Zhang Yu vs. Chan Rong
As Chan Rong spoke, Zhang Yu surged into the sky like a meteor, streaking straight toward Chan Rong’s position without so much as a glance. Ignoring the words entirely, Zhang Yu unleashed a single palm strike—Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power roared to life, and the first technique of Zhenxing Ten Aspects, Comet Crash, erupted in a torrential surge.
With a barrage of crackling explosions, the overwhelming force of Disha Gravity tore through the air, shattering the atmosphere like glass under unbearable pressure. At the epicenter, Chan Rong felt as though he were being crushed beneath countless mountains, his body creaking and snapping with each violent impact.
Meanwhile, the distorted air spiraled wildly outward from the shockwave, swirling around Chan Rong like a storm, vibrating with the intensity of a blazing comet.
At the peak of the explosion, the atmosphere detonated in a deafening roar. Yet amidst the cataclysm, Chan Rong’s fiery aura flared even brighter, radiating an increasingly dazzling light. It was as if dawn had leapt straight into noon—his heat surged to unbearable levels, warping the air around the arena into visible, shimmering waves.
Chan Rong cracked his neck, then glanced at Zhang Yu with a calm, almost indifferent expression. “Not bad. Your power is decent.”
He raised a single finger toward the sky. “But with my body armored in Jin Gang Xuan Zao spirit gear, how could you possibly harm me?”
At that moment, a massive promotional banner for Jin Gang Xuan Zao materialized in the sky above the battlefield.
In the Ling realm’s audience stands, students from Jinguang University erupted in admiration.
“Great ad! No wonder Chan Rong Senior took that hit—he must’ve been paid to showcase Jin Gang Xuan Zao!”
Another student chimed in, “Brilliant! He didn’t even throw a single move—just by standing there, he already earned Lingbi. Total dominance!”
Chan Rong turned to Zhang Yu. “One move done. Now it’s my turn.”
Zhang Yu’s gaze narrowed slightly, his mind growing heavier with each passing second.
This guy… is tough.
No wonder he’s from Jinguang University. That Body Refining technique paired with spirit armor—there’s real strength here.
And to think he’s making money from every move… Damn, that’s smooth.
Why hasn’t anyone from Wanfa University approached me for an ad yet?
But Zhang Yu didn’t retreat. He couldn’t. Because this battle hinged entirely on Chan Rong’s position.
Before the fight began, Zhang Yu had discussed strategy with Mo Ejin and the others.
Back then, Mo Ejin had said:
“Chan Rong’s Da Ri Zhu Xiang has a massive destructive radius. If his attack sweeps across our construction site, everyone will be slowly roasted alive. Materials will burn, progress will halt.”
“By the time you’re done, you’ll be forced to quit.”
“So the first key is for Zhang Yu to hold Chan Rong back—keep him from touching the site.”
“But if we push Chan Rong toward their site… then their team will be the ones suffering.”
Su Yanyang added:
“Chan Rong must know we’d try that. So once the fight starts, you two will be locked in a stalemate—him trying to drag the battlefield toward us, you pushing it toward his side.”
Mo Ejin nodded.
“So this battle isn’t just about Zhang Yu. While you’re clashing, the real test will be construction efficiency on both sides—and whether you can complete the array quickly enough to boost Zhang Yu’s strength while weakening Chan Rong’s.”
Now, Zhang Yu stood firm.
Chan Rong burned with fire that reached the sky, waves of heat rolling off him like a furnace. His long hair flared like flames caught in a thermal updraft.
But Zhang Yu knew he couldn’t retreat. If Chan Rong brought the fight to his teammates, it would be over.
His eyes locked onto Chan Rong, piercing through the blinding white light that threatened to blind any ordinary man. Yet Zhang Yu didn’t blink.
Because he had already replaced both eyes with Shican Modong, not just one—prepared long before the battle began.
He was grateful for that foresight. Otherwise, just facing Chan Rong’s glare would’ve left his eyes shattered, costing a fortune in medical bills.
All these thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
And at that moment, Chan Rong’s power reached its zenith.
With Da Ri Zhu Xiang fully activated, his martial energy surged like solar flames, pulsing through his body. With a mere thought, he could superheat any point within a hundred-meter radius—and the smaller the area, the faster the temperature spiked.
He pointed a finger.
A burst of searing fire exploded across Zhang Yu’s body.
The fire erupted in a pinpoint flash—no bigger than a thumb—yet it detonated like a star, radiating unbearable heat.
This was Yinghuo Hui Guang, one of Da Ri Zhu Xiang’s most vicious techniques.
As Chan Rong fired off wave after wave of Yinghuo Hui Guang, Zhang Yu’s vital points erupted in dazzling bursts of light.
“Kid,” Chan Rong called out, “once your physical body breaks down, you can always buy a replacement at Tuoshen Zhai. Cheaper than medical bills, guaranteed.”
With another finger pointed to the sky, the banner above changed—now advertising Tuoshen Zhai.
In the audience stands, Jinguang students were stunned.
“Can you really advertise during a fight?!”
“This is genius! Every single move earns money!”
“Look at that Wanfa University guy—every punch he throws is losing money. The gap is obvious. The gap is clear!”
Meanwhile, Zhang Yu, battered by the relentless barrage, didn’t retreat. He charged forward.
With a thunderous roar, he dodged, shifted his palm seals, and activated all seven of his Civil Engineering Supreme techniques in unison. Disha Gravity erupted from his body, amplifying his Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power.
Comet Crash!
Each palm strike hammered into Chan Rong like a collapsing mountain, forcing him backward, his body buckling under the crushing force.
At the same time, Zhang Yu raised one finger toward the sky.
The audience leaned forward, curious. “Does he have an ad too?”
Zhang Yu roared:
“Ad Rent!”
Chan Rong laughed aloud, feeling the pressure mount, yet still relaxed.
“You’re so much weaker than Mo Ejin.”
“Your Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power is barely 10th level—nothing compared to his.”
“How do you expect to win against me?”
He fired off more Yinghuo Hui Guang, each one a searing star blasting across Zhang Yu’s body.
But Zhang Yu didn’t flinch. He let the starbursts explode across his flesh—dodging critical points, yet unleashing Comet Crash again and again, relentless and furious.
They clashed head-on, trading blows that shredded flesh and shattered bone.
Zhang Yu’s body was soon covered in tiny fire bursts. His Gang Qi was torn apart, skin burned, blackened and blistered.
Chan Rong, meanwhile, cracked under the Disha Gravity, his skin splitting open, spewing golden dust like powdered flame.
Each time Zhang Yu forced Disha Gravity to push Chan Rong toward Wanfa University’s construction site, Chan Rong would flare his fire, stabilizing himself—only to endure even greater strain.
Above the battlefield, the Ling realm audience was electrified.
“Awesome! This is what I live for!”
“Keep going! I want to see both of them bankrupt! More job opportunities for us!”
“Honestly, this is way better than watching ads!”
“Don’t stop! Keep fighting until you’re both out of loans!”
Zhang Yu, though battered, remained calm.
Right now, I’m squeezing him with Disha Gravity. He’s holding firm—this is a test of strength.
But he’s also heating my body, destroying my physical form—eroding my combat power.
If this continues, it’ll be a race: will his body break first under my pressure… or will my body burn through his heat?
I’m using the Tu Mu Holy Body to resist his Da Ri Zhu Xiang. I can hold out for a while.
If I push the 20th-level Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power to its limit… victory is certain.
But… I only learned the Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Secrets two months ago. The Seventh Supreme was just mastered this month. If I reveal the 20th level now… it’ll mean I’ve advanced all four in under two months. That’s impossible. Too extreme.
After all this cultivation, all these late nights, all this sacrifice… I can’t risk everything for a moment of glory.
But I can’t keep fighting like this either. It’s too costly.
Then, without warning, Zhang Yu reached down and gripped the earth.
Boom!
The ground split open. Muddy earth and sand surged upward, and a massive stone shot skyward, transformed by Disha Gravity into a blazing meteor, streaking toward Jinguang University’s construction site.
Boom!
The stone shattered the air, leaving a trail of thunderous echoes.
Chan Rong’s brow twitched. He fired a single Yinghuo Hui Guang, obliterating the rock in a flash.
But before the smoke cleared, Zhang Yu raised his hand again.
With a whip-like motion, more rocks erupted from the ground—hundreds of them—racing into the sky like a storm of meteors.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battlefield echoed with endless thunderclaps. The sky became a rain of stone, descending like a cosmic storm upon Jinguang University’s construction site.
The impact would have torn their site apart. Their teammates would be crushed.
But Chan Rong remained calm. He sealed his hands into a formation. A torrent of Gang Qi burst from his body—flame-like meteors that shot upward to intercept the barrage.
In an instant, the two forces collided.
Explosions rippled through the air, waves of force detonating in layers. Stones exploded midair like miniature suns, rising into the sky, scattering fire and dust across the arena.
As the smoke thickened, swallowing Zhang Yu from sight, Chan Rong sneered.
“Trying to hide behind smoke?”
(End of Chapter)
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