Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques Chapter 570 - 207: A True Master of Disguising as a Pig to E

The Spirit Stones wagered for the third match will likely be substantial.

If he wins, his Spirit Stone count will surely skyrocket!

Soon, three days passed.

Lu Changsheng’s third martial contest officially arrived.

His opponent was nad Yue Yin!

Yue Yin seed to be rather extraordinary.

Like Lu Changsheng, he had also won two consecutive matches, but his victories appeared more arduous.

Each win was marked by fierce combat and narrowly achieved success.

After so brief analysis, Lu Changsheng grasped Yue Yin’s situation.

"This guy is a master of playing the pig to eat the tiger!"

"Every match seed tough, yet he managed to win. This demonstrates an ability to perfectly control the situation."

"Only if one’s strength vastly exceeds the opponent’s can one achieve such control."

"This Yue Yin’s true strength is likely imnse! No wonder the Battlefield arranged for him to be my opponent—my dominant performance in the last two matches probably led most people to bet on winning."

"If I lose, the Battlefield will reap enormous gains, all in one sweep!"

Lu Changsheng deduced the intentions of the Battlefield.

He even discerned that Yue Yin was playing the "pig to eat the tiger," hiding an alarmingly potent strength.

Nonetheless, this was also an opportunity for Lu Changsheng.

"118 Spirit Stones, all in!"

Without hesitation, Lu Changsheng wagered all of his Spirit Stones. If he won, his Spirit Stones would double, rising to 236.

An hour before the start of the match, Lu Changsheng finally learned the total amount of Spirit Stones wagered.

Two thousand three hundred and eighty Spirit Stones!

This was an overwhelmingly terrifying amount.

Lu Changsheng’s victories in the previous two contests had earned quite a bit of popularity.

After all, martial artists who cleanly and decisively defeat their opponents are rare.

Most tend to hide their strength, playing the pig to eat the tiger.

"Two thousand three hundred and eighty Spirit Stones! That’s a lot—more than most third matches."

"If I win, combined with the wagered Spirit Stones, I’ll walk away with a total of 474 Spirit Stones."

Lu Changsheng calculated.

Nearly five hundred Spirit Stones—already remarkable.

So, Lu Changsheng quietly waited.

An hour later, Lu Changsheng stepped onto the battlefield for his third martial contest.

His opponent Yue Yin stood there—a middle-aged man dressed entirely in black, his expression calm and composed.

Neither spoke a word.

Within Yue Yin’s gaze, a faint streak of sharp malevolence flickered.

"Begin."

As the announcer from the Battlefield called out.

"Boom."

Yue Yin moved.

The Brain Domain descended.

As it descended, five radiant beams of light flashed.

Five radiant beams, representing the Five Elents Law!

In the Ancient Domain, Dao Foundation martial artists who mastered the Five Elents Law are incredibly rare.

However, in the Holy Land, martial artists who command Five Elents Law, Six Dao Laws, or even Seven and Eight Laws are uncommon yet attainable.

Especially those from sects or factions with Holy Land legacies, their Dao Foundation cultivators often wield many Laws, rivaling any talent of Lu Changsheng’s caliber.

Now, the ergence of the Five Elents Law imdiately unleashed terrifying Divine Arts.

"Divine Art: Unity of Ten Thousand Paths!"

"Divine Art: Thousand Snow Ice Seal!"

"Divine Art: Hundred Rivers Struggle!"

Yue Yin uttered a light command.

With Yue Yin’s gentle command, one Divine Art after another was unleashed.

Yue Yin extraordinarily released three Divine Arts in an instant.

And each Divine Art was a top-tier Composite Divine Technique deduced from five Laws.

Madness!

Terror!

Dominance!

Who would have expected such devastating power to erupt from a Dao Foundation martial artist previously known only for "struggling" to win his matches?

It was as if an ant were trying to devour an elephant!

Instantly, the Battlefield erupted in chaos.

Especially among those observing the match—they practically gasped aloud.

"What? Three Divine Arts? And they’re all top-tier Composite Divine Techniques, each derived from the mastery of five Laws."

"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable. Where did such a formidable expert co from? At this level of strength, passing three, seven, or even eight matches wouldn’t seem difficult!"

"It’s over. I’ve lost this ti..."

"To think he could cultivate even the Unity of Ten Thousand Paths Divine Art, though not yet perfected, at least reaching the perfected level. The ferocious release of three Divine Arts in tandem—how can Lu Changsheng possibly resist?"

"Lu Changsheng is dood... For all my faith in his prowess, only to have him face Yue Yin now—such bad luck!"

Many exclaid in awe.

So were furious.

Yue Yin’s sudden explosion of strength ant they were all bound to lose.

After all, most people had bet on Lu Changsheng.

Who could have imagined Yue Yin’s actual strength would be this overwhelming?

But on the stage, Lu Changsheng remained as calm as ever.

Not a trace of change was visible on his face.

Three Divine Arts!

And top-tier Divine Arts at that.

All of this was within Lu Changsheng’s expectations.

Perhaps Yue Yin’s abilities exceeded Lu Changsheng’s initial assessnt slightly.

But what did that matter?

To Lu Changsheng, it was all the sa.

Whether a bit stronger or far stronger—it made no difference.

"Buzz."

With a thought, Lu Changsheng activated his Brain Domain.

Accompanying the descent of the Brain Domain, four radiant beams of light faintly shimred.

Only four beams of light.

Yet these four beams combined gave rise to an aura of terrifying presence.

The Earth Law!

The Fla Law!

The Water Law!

The Wind Law!

Earth, fire, water, and wind—the Four Symbols Laws converged, subtly triggering a unique transformation.

"Divine Art: Four Symbols Prison!"

Instantly, a "prison" forged from the Four Symbols Laws appeared.

In an instant, it enveloped Yue Yin’s Brain Domain along with his three Divine Arts.

"Boom."

The three top-tier Composite Divine Techniques collided fiercely with Lu Changsheng’s Four Symbols Prison.

Then, a shocking scene unfolded.

Despite the thunderous and earth-shaking impact.

Lu Changsheng’s Four Symbols Prison remained unshaken.

No matter how violently the three Divine Arts struck, the Four Symbols Prison proved indestructible.

As the dust settled, Yue Yin realized he was trapped.

Confined securely within the Four Symbols Prison.

"Impossible!"

"I... I’m trapped?"

"What is this Divine Art? Why have I never seen or heard of it before?"

"Such imprisonnt-type Divine Arts are rare, but even among the top-tier ones, none fit this category."

"A Divine Art composed of four Laws can directly imprison three top-tier Composite Divine Techniques derived from five Laws? This is utterly unthinkable!"

"I... I might actually win!"

"I’ll strike it rich this ti... Who would have guessed Lu Changsheng could truly suppress everything?"

Witnessing this scene, all onlookers were dumbfounded.

Unable to believe their eyes.

A Yue Yin who exploded with such terrifying power clearly possessed strength to win seven, eight, or—with a bit of luck—even ten matches.

But such a mighty Dao Foundation expert was imprisoned by Lu Changsheng.

And with an effortless gesture.

"Divine Art: Minor Five Elents Annihilation!"

With a wave of his hand, Lu Changsheng acted.

Instantly, a black torrent surged within the Four Symbols Prison.

It engulfed Yue Yin’s body entirely.

Yue Yin let out a miserable scream.

Bound by the Four Symbols Prison, his released Divine Arts were completely suppressed. How could he possibly withstand the Minor Five Elents Annihilation Divine Art?

With one horrific cry, Yue Yin’s body was devoured by the black torrent, reduced to dust in the blink of an eye.

"Third match of the martial contest—Lu Changsheng wins!"

As the announcer from the Battlefield declared the result.

Lu Changsheng stepped down from the stage, one step at a ti.

From beginning to end, his deanor was calm and indifferent.

As if he barely cared about the third martial contest.

"Boom."

The crowd of bettors erupted in joy.

"Hahaha, I’ve struck gold this ti!"

"I knew betting on Lu Changsheng in this match would pay off handsoly."

"Lu Changsheng truly delivered—it’s unbelievable that he managed to win!"

For a ti, those who bet on Lu Changsheng were ecstatic.

Only the people of the Battlefield looked grim.

They had suffered massive losses in this round!

However, rules had to be followed.

Payouts must be made.

They even had to deliver Lu Changsheng’s winnings.

A total of 474 Spirit Stones!

"Impressive."

"It seems I’ve underestimated you. I didn’t expect you to be just as deeply hidden—a top-tier Dao Foundation expert."

"Three martial contests, all victories. Now you can choose to continue participating in the Battlefield or leave directly."

The Battlefield personnel inford Lu Changsheng.

After all, those were the rules of the Battlefield.

The Battlefield remained steadfast in abiding by its regulations.