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"No, you're the one challenging me."

His cold expression and eyes revealed extreme contempt and disdain.

Faced with such an arrogant and condescending attitude, Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a dangerous glint flashed in the depths of his dark eyes.

Who challenges whom is naturally not the same concept.

Challenges are always a test initiated by the weak against the strong; losing is not surprising, but winning brings fame and renown.

When the strong attack the weak, it cannot be called a challenge; it is merely the strong bullying the weak.

In just a few words, the air was thick with tension.

The atmosphere of the entire hall subtly changed.

"Hehehehe..."

Leng Sha laughed coldly, his figure swayed, and he took a few steps in an eerie manner.

In an instant, it traversed several meters, appearing out of thin air in front of Chen Changsheng like a ghost.

His narrow eyes flashed with a cold, bloodthirsty light as he said in a low voice, "Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish. Countless so-called geniuses have died by my hand; it seems another skeleton will be added to the list today."

"So cold...so cold!"

The moment he stood in the center of the hall, many of those who entered later immediately screamed his name.

"That person...could it be Leng Sha, the cold-faced killer from the Shadow Assassin Pavilion?"

"That's right, it's him! Is Chen Changsheng really going to fight him? These two are on completely different levels!"

Moreover, this cold-blooded method is extremely ruthless, and every strike will draw blood!

Fighting him... does Chen Changsheng have a death wish?!

A chaotic murmur of discussion immediately erupted inside the hall.

No one present expected that these two people would actually have a face-to-face confrontation.

They could be said to belong to two completely different worlds. Chen Changsheng was only sixteen years old, while Leng Sha was already eighteen!

After the age of thirty, a difference of two or three years is not a big deal; the key lies in comprehension and talent.

But before the age of twenty, it is the golden period for the rapid accumulation of physical strength and cultivation. A difference of one year or even half a year can make a world of difference in skill level.

Reaching the first level of Foundation Establishment at sixteen is certainly outstanding among his peers in Cangwu City, but crossing the fifth level of Foundation Establishment at eighteen is something that ordinary disciples cannot achieve.

There is an insurmountable chasm between the two, both in terms of age and level of understanding!

Their exchange could hardly be called a friendly sparring match; it was nothing more than a one-sided and brutal crushing defeat!

Given the significant age difference, Leng Sha's arrogance would never have warranted taking the initiative.

But now Chen Changsheng has taken the initiative to provoke Leng Sha. If Leng Sha avoids answering, wouldn't that be announcing to the whole audience that he is cowardly and no match for him?

In the eyes of the major powers, Chen Changsheng's consecutive victories over powerful enemies were indeed monstrous, but his initiative to provoke Leng Sha, an eighteen-year-old at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, was purely courting death!

A Foundation Establishment Level 1 versus a Foundation Establishment Level 5: a difference of more than half a realm. How can such a vast chasm be bridged?

Disciples from various sects all revealed expressions of schadenfreude.

Provoking Leng Sha? That's practically courting death!

Leng Sha is ruthless and vicious, and any fight he has with will inevitably result in bloodshed. Chen Changsheng's fate this time is more than just defeat; having his limbs severed and his meridians broken would be the least of his worries.

The instructors at Cangwu Academy were utterly astonished.

They knew all too well what a ruthless character Leng Sha was, and that if Chen Changsheng fell into his hands, he would most likely be crippled on the spot.

The academy will thus lose a once-in-a-century genius.

Gu Canghai hurriedly winked at Nangong Yue, but before he could speak, Nangong Yue had already stepped forward and stood in front of Chen Changsheng, saying coldly, "Junior Brother Chen, I will fight in your place. He is two years older than you, and it is not appropriate for you two to spar."

Chen Changsheng shook his head, his handsome face filled with composure and confidence:

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister Nangong, but there's no need for you to get involved in dealing with this kind of person."

Although I'm still young, I'm old enough to handle him.

Seeing that Chen Changsheng had actually declined Nangong Yue's offer to fight on his behalf, the disciples of the various sects burst into laughter and mockery.

Nangong Yue's beautiful eyes were filled with anxiety:

"Junior Brother Chen, don't act rashly. This person possesses a terrifying cultivation level of the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, and his methods are extremely ruthless. You are simply not capable of handling him! Let me handle this!"

Chen Changsheng's smile remained calm and gentle:

"Don't worry, senior sister. Now that I'm standing here representing Cangwu Academy, I will never disgrace the academy."

Seeing Chen Changsheng's persistence, Nangong Yue knew that further persuasion would be useless.

He could only sigh deeply and say with concern, "Even if you lose this match, no one will blame you."

No matter what, you must protect yourself... This person is nicknamed the Cold-Faced Killer; he might even kill you in front of the dean. Be careful!

If you're outmatched, there's no shame in admitting defeat!

Chen Changsheng nodded slightly to Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue had no choice but to retreat to her seat, while Tie Niu below the stage was already on tenterhooks.

"I admire your personality, your undisguised arrogance and haughtiness."

Leng Sha spoke in a low, sinister tone, "It's just a pity that those who are too arrogant often don't live long."

"Enough with the nonsense, state your name. I don't fight nameless ghosts," Chen Changsheng said expressionlessly.

"name?"

His cold, narrow eyes were filled with bloodthirsty mockery. "You, an ant, are not worthy to know my name."

"Fine, then I take back what I just said."

Chen Changsheng curled his lip. "I have no interest in the names of the dead. You are just an ordinary stepping stone on my path of martial arts. I have no interest in knowing the name of a stepping stone."

"Heh, this might be the last time in your life you speak with such confidence."

Leng Sha sneered repeatedly, feeling that the young man in front of him was not only incredibly arrogant, but also extremely stupid.

"It seems that this kid named Chen Changsheng is already useless. I can sense that Leng Sha has already developed a murderous aura and a desire to kill."

The middle-aged expert from the Imperial Sword Pavilion shook his head.

Li Han sat upright in front, a playful smirk playing on his lips, and said in a low voice:

"Leng Sha is inherently bloodthirsty. How could he not kill him after being provoked like this? I originally wanted to go on stage and trample him underfoot, but now it seems I can save myself the trouble."

"I must say, your arrogance has successfully ignited my intense desire to completely cripple you! Enjoy these last few seconds of having a whole limb! Heh..."

Leng Sha swept his right palm across the storage ring, and a nearly four-foot-long, chilling blade appeared out of thin air.

A sinister smile crept across his lips, and his figure suddenly shot up, transforming into a black afterimage in the center of the hall. With a piercing whistling sound, he instantly closed to within three steps of Chen Changsheng!

"Shadow Assassin Pavilion's ultimate technique, Ghostly Wind and Shadow!"

Clang!

With that swift, storm-like advance, the blade in Leng Sha's hand suddenly emitted a chilling, piercing clang.

The next instant, the sharp blade shot out like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night sky!

That sword light was so fast that the naked eye could only catch a fleeting, blinding flash of cold light!

"It's the Cold Light Strike! Senior Brother Leng Sha actually used this move right from the start; it seems he intends to cripple this arrogant brat in one strike!"

"A disciple of Shadow Kill Pavilion exclaimed in surprise."

This thrust was incredibly fast, and the blade was infused with the ferocious spiritual power of a fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, making the move flawless.

Chi!

A piercing, ear-piercing sound of air being forcibly torn apart suddenly erupted. Amidst the desperate cries of the Cangwu Academy members, the lightning-fast, fatal blow pierced directly through Chen Changsheng's body!

However, before the sinister smile on Leng Sha's lips could spread, his eyes suddenly changed.

What was pierced was merely a lingering afterimage!

Chen Changsheng's true form had already used the Nine Shadows of the Heavenly Fox, narrowly escaping the deadly assassination range by the slightest distance!

"He... he actually dodged it? How is that possible?!"

The members of Shadow Kill Pavilion cried out in alarm.

Leng Sha's move just now was extremely perfect. No one of his generation could escape unscathed. Chen Changsheng, caught completely off guard, actually avoided the fatal blow!

The senior executives and several instructors of Crescent Moon were so shocked that they stood up abruptly.

The young man before them not only possessed uncanny agility and profound inner energy, but even his instinctive reaction to danger was terrifyingly astonishing!

"Such swift movement and deadly moves!"

Chen Changsheng landed several feet away, a solemn look passing between his brows.

If it weren't for the fact that his meridians were fully opened and his true energy could be instantly activated to propel his movement technique, that lightning-fast stab just now would have been quite difficult to deal with.