Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques

"Plop."

Four formidable experts, including two Foundation Establishment Daoist Monarchs, froze in an instant.

Moments later, their eyes widened as they collapsed stiffly to the ground, devoid of any trace of life.

Dead!

Without any warning, they just died like that.

Not a single visible wound marred their bodies.

Yet, undeniably, their life force had vanished.

Only two Dao Foundation martial artists remained.

They trembled uncontrollably, their expressions fraught with agony.

As if they were desperately resisting something.

Lu Changsheng raised a hand.

"Flame Flow."

In an instant, Flame Flow engulfed the two Dao Foundation martial artists.

Their bodies were swallowed whole.

There was virtually no resistance; they too perished.

This entire scene unfolded before the eyes of everyone present.

Leaving them utterly bewildered.

What just happened?

Mere moments ago, these four top-tier experts sought to encircle and kill Lu Changsheng with unrelenting momentum.

And yet, they were all counter-killed?

In the blink of an eye, the situation completely reversed.

The four formidable experts were instantaneously obliterated.

"How could this be possible? Those weren't just ordinary Dao Foundation or Daoist Monarch-level practitioners—they were top-tier Daoist Monarchs and Dao Foundation elites! Each one stood at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment strength. How could they be so easily counter-killed by one man?"

"Was that... a Spiritual Divine Technique? Moreover, a Perfect-level, top-tier Spiritual Divine Technique capable of obliterating the spirits of Foundation Establishment Daoist Monarchs? Just how terrifying must the power of such a technique be?"

"Is there really such an overwhelmingly powerful Spiritual Divine Technique?"

"Where on earth did Li Guang find this Lu Changsheng? Truly astounding..."

All four top-tier experts had been slain.

Now, only nine experts remained.

Besides Lu Changsheng, that left a mere eight experts standing.

In an instant, fear began to grip each of these eight.

"He's too powerful. We must join forces—if not, we're all going to die!"

Some of the martial artists began shouting.

The reasoning was painfully clear to everyone.

Originally, their relative strengths were evenly matched.

But then, a terrifying powerhouse like Lu Changsheng appeared amongst them. Their only hope was to band together.

Otherwise, they were doomed.

But could they truly join forces?

Among the experts ranked lowest of the eight, perhaps four might consider teaming up.

Yet, recalling the fate of the four who had just allied themselves, they couldn't help but shiver in dread.

Joining forces might only lead to an even quicker death.

Escape!

In a flash, the eight remaining experts scattered to the winds, fleeing in all directions.

They dared neither unite nor face Lu Changsheng head-on.

Instead, they sought to stall for time!

As long as they could hold out and let Lu Changsheng eliminate five more experts, they would win by default.

Surviving to the third round was their only goal.

But among them, there were certainly those who were cunning.

"Hmph, our ultimate aim is to seize first place in this contest for treasures."

"Even if you manage to make it to the third round, so what? It'll only be worse there, where it's all head-to-head matchups ending in one ultimate winner. Do you truly believe anyone here has the confidence to defeat Lu Changsheng in a one-on-one battle?"

"Exactly. If we don't join forces now, we're essentially handing Lu Changsheng first place on a silver platter by the time we reach the third round!"

"We have no choice but to work together. Only then will we have a sliver of hope in contesting first place. After all, if we eliminate Lu Changsheng now, the rest of us are evenly matched. Everyone will have a fair chance to seize first place during the third round."

In no time, the eight remaining experts began weighing their options aloud.

None of them were fools.

These were all battle-hardened individuals who could discern relative strengths the moment someone made a move.

And without a shadow of a doubt, Lu Changsheng had just displayed overwhelming dominance.

Instantly killing four top-tier experts!

Against such terrifying power, who could possibly stand a chance?

If things continued this way into the third round, there would hardly even be a need for combat—Lu Changsheng would inevitably come out on top!

But strangely enough, Lu Changsheng didn't seem inclined to chase after the eight fleeing experts.

He stood motionless where he was.

His gaze swept slowly across the eight, one by one.

Lu Changsheng had his own plans.

He found the idea of progressing to the third round unnecessarily cumbersome.

Why not resolve everything here in the second round?

Though the rules of the second round dictated that ten experts would be eliminated, leaving four to advance to the third round...

What would happen if only one remained?

If all other experts were killed, leaving only one behind, how could the third round even proceed?

Thus, Lu Changsheng waited.

He was waiting for the eight experts to join forces.

Only by joining forces would he have the opportunity to finish them all off in the shortest amount of time possible.

Otherwise, if he pick them off one by one, once the number of survivors dwindled down to four, Wu Shun would declare the second round over.

At that point, Lu Changsheng couldn't openly defy Wu Shun's orders to continue attacking.

The best-case scenario was for the eight experts to unite and attempt to take him down together.

And so, Lu Changsheng stood still.

Allowing the eight to deliberate among themselves.

As for failure?

Lu Changsheng never even considered it.

With his current strength, how could he possibly fail?

Time passed, moment by moment.

In the span of a few breaths, the eight experts reached a consensus.

They realized they couldn't afford to let Lu Changsheng be. If it came to the third round, their defeat was inevitable!

To win this contest for treasures, they had to eliminate Lu Changsheng in the second round.

"Kill!"

With a unified roar, the eight experts charged.

The collective spiritual power, Divine Arts, spells, arrays, and magical treasures of these top-tier Dao Foundations and Foundation Establishment Daoist Monarchs surged toward Lu Changsheng in an overwhelming torrent.

"Good timing!"

"It's the perfect opportunity to test just how unbreakable the Four Symbols Prison really is."

Standing with his hands clasped behind his back, Lu Changsheng's eyes gleamed with a sharp brilliance.

"Buzz."

In the next moment, four more dazzling beams of light erupted.