BANG, SWISH, BANG...
On the martial arts stage, two shadows flickered continuously. Because of their speed, only a trace of an afterimage could be seen at the mont they struck.
"Are they...still human? This speed is too...uncanny."
Soone exclaid in disbelief.
"Indeed, I can’t even see their figures."
"If I were to face them, I wouldn’t even have the chance to draw my sword."
"Xu Zhi of ’One Leaf Crosses The River’ was renowned for his Qinggong. The Stealth Water Cloud Step he cultivated was a mid-Profound Level martial art, yet Luo Feng’s speed didn’t fall short in the slightest when facing him."
"Hmm, I didn’t expect Luo Feng’s Qinggong to be so powerful. It seems he was hiding his true strength when he was fighting Liu Yuan of the No-Phase Palm."
Gazing at the turbulent martial arts stage, the crowd in the square was deeply shocked.
No one had imagined that Luo Feng’s Qinggong would be on par with Xu Zhi’s!
At this mont, the shock in Xu Zhi’s heart was no less than anyone else’s.
He had thought his Qinggong was certainly superior to Luo Feng’s, but the reality was not as he expected.
The other party’s speed was astonishingly fast. Every ti it seed he was about to land a blow, it was swiftly dodged, leaving him feeling extrely frustrated.
"Water Cloud Shattering Kick!"
Xu Zhi abruptly stopped. A blue whirlwind coiled around his right leg as he suddenly stomped down.
WHIR!
As his foot stomped on the ground, the water Yuan Qi ford a one-ter-high wave, surging in all directions.
BOOM!
Five steps to Xu Zhi’s left, the air trembled, and Luo Feng’s figure appeared.
"I win!"
Xu Zhi’s eyes brightened, his expression excited. He stretched out his five fingers like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit and soared through the air, grasping for Luo Feng.
SWISH!
His fingers passed right through Luo Feng’s left shoulder.
"An afterimage!"
Xu Zhi was taken aback.
"A little slow."
As the voice sounded, Luo Feng’s figure appeared beside him.
"So fast!"
Xu Zhi was secretly astonished.
"Let’s see how many moves you can dodge!"
With a long roar, Xu Zhi executed a flurry of steps, stirring the dense fog on the stage into a ceaseless tumult. His body transford into an afterimage, pouncing towards Luo Feng once more, his claws slashing out repeatedly.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH...
Xu Zhi didn’t stop, unleashing twelve claw shadows in a single breath.
Luo Feng, his eyes sharp, pushed the Teng Dragon’s Step to its limit, his figure flashing continuously across the martial arts stage. The twelve claw shadows didn’t even graze the corner of his clothes.
"Such terrifying speed! He still couldn’t be touched."
All the spectators in the square had their eyes wide open. Even Tang Qi, who always maintained an expressionless face, narrowed his eyes at this mont.
Xu Zhi’s speed could be said to have reached its peak, perfectly complenting his Claw Technique. Without an extrely high level of Qinggong cultivation, it would be impossible to dodge all of them.
Yang Dingtian, watching Luo Feng on the martial arts stage, was sowhat surprised. "The Light Martial Arts Luo Feng cultivates seem quite profound. It doesn’t look like a martial art from the Purple Sun School."
"He cultivates the Teng Dragon’s Step," Yang Wanyi said, shaking her head. "It is indeed a martial art of the Purple Sun School, but no one has ever succeeded in cultivating it."
"The Teng Dragon’s Step?"
Yang Dingtian’s eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face. "I know this martial art. Zi Hongyuan accidentally obtained it in the Red Dragon Mountain Range. Its origins are quite mysterious. Lu Xiao Yun also tried to cultivate it once but failed. I didn’t expect Luo Feng to have cultivated it to this extent!"
Yang Wanyi nodded. Because this matter concerned Lu Xiao Yun, one of the Ten Great New Dragons, it had also been rumored throughout the Twelve Golden Palaces.
On the martial arts stage, after his twelve claw attacks failed to hit Luo Feng, Xu Zhi abruptly stopped.
"There’s no need to continue. I admit defeat."
Xu Zhi exhaled, his eyes fixed on Luo Feng as he spoke.
He had already used every ans at his disposal and hadn’t even touched Luo Feng’s clothes. Continuing would be pointless.
Luo Feng nodded, not surprised, and said, "Your Qinggong is very good."
Xu Zhi gave a bitter, helpless smile. "I’d rather not hear that from you. Farewell!"
With that, Xu Zhi turned and walked off the stage, looking sowhat dejected. Losing to Luo Feng in Qinggong, his greatest pride, was a heavy blow.
"Xu Zhi actually conceded defeat on his own."
Many people had not yet recovered from the exciting duel. Seeing Xu Zhi walk down the martial arts stage, soone couldn’t help but sigh.
"What good would it do if he didn’t concede? Judging from the situation, Luo Feng’s Qinggong cultivation is a notch higher. He had no chance of winning."
"That’s true. I didn’t expect Luo Feng’s Qinggong to be so formidable. I wonder if he can beat Ye Tang and Tang Qi..."
"That probably won’t be easy. No matter how formidable his Qinggong is, if his attacking power is lacking, he certainly won’t be a match for Ye Tang and Tang Qi."
"Indeed. Ye Tang and Tang Qi have already reached the late stage of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm. Their strength is unfathomable. Although Luo Feng is formidable, it would be too difficult, far too difficult, for him to challenge them, who are a realm above him..."
"Look, Ye Tang is standing up! Does he intend to go onto the martial arts stage?"
The square suddenly erupted with excitent. The atmosphere beca incredibly fervent, and all eyes turned to Ye Tang.
Ye Tang stood up, his sharp gaze fixed on Luo Feng. He smiled, hands clasped behind his back, and said, "Luo Feng, your Qinggong is so formidable that it can even triumph over Xu Zhi of ’One Leaf Crosses The River’—truly impressive. It seems that among Martial Artists at the mid-stage of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm, none can be your rival. I wonder if you dare to accept my challenge and duel with . Since you made such bold claims earlier, I presu you won’t refuse..."
Ye Tang’s gaze was sharp. With his opening words, he effectively put a label on Luo Feng.
This way, others wouldn’t accuse him of bullying the weak, and he could act without compunction.
As expected, upon hearing Ye Tang’s words, the crowd nodded in agreent.
Luo Feng had already defeated Liu Yuan of the No-Phase Palm and Xu Zhi of ’One Leaf Crosses The River.’ Among Martial Artists at the mid-stage of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm, he likely had no equal. Facing Ye Tang, who was at the late stage of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm, was a stretch. However, since Luo Feng himself had declared he would challenge all young prodigies, it wouldn’t be seen as Ye Tang bullying the weak.
Furthermore, everyone was eager not to miss such a thrilling duel.
Luo Feng stepped into the mid-stage of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm at the age of sixteen and had comprehended the Grand Montum. One could say he was an extraordinary genius. Ye Tang was a disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion, one of the Twelve Golden Palaces, and a master at the late stage of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm. The crowd eagerly awaited this confrontation.
Luo Feng saw through Ye Tang’s intentions at a glance. A cold sneer ford in his heart; he had been waiting for this mont. He said calmly, "Why would I not dare?"
A fierce glint flashed in Ye Tang’s eyes. He sneered inwardly; he had actually been worried Luo Feng would refuse. With Yang Dingtian present, he couldn’t very well attack forcibly.
"Luo Feng, you asked for this!"
A chilling aura emanated from Ye Tang’s eyes, causing those nearby to involuntarily draw a sharp breath.
Ye Tang slowly stood up, preparing to go onto the martial arts stage, but was stopped by Steward Hong.
"Young Master, please, take this with you."
Steward Hong carefully produced a tallic leaf. It was silver, with six sharp edges that glinted coldly. Occasional flashes of green light flickered across its surface, giving it a very mysterious appearance.
Ye Tang wrinkled his brows slightly upon seeing the tallic leaf in Steward Hong’s hand. "A Green Blood Flying Leaf? What do you want to do with this? Are you saying that with my strength, I can’t deal with a re mid-stage Nine Heavens Hell Realm Martial Artist? You think I’m no match for that kid, Luo Feng?"
Ye Tang’s face turned livid.
Seeing Ye Tang’s jealous and furious expression, Steward Hong quickly shook his head. "Young Master, your strength is naturally far superior to Luo Feng’s. I’m just worried he might resort to so despicable trick. This is rely a precaution!"
Ye Tang hesitated for a mont, then with a sweep of his hand, the tallic leaf vanished into his sleeve. He said coldly, "Rest assured, no matter what tricks that boy has, he is no match for ! I will make him know the price of provoking , Ye Tang!"
With that, Ye Tang turned and strode towards the martial arts stage.
From a distance, Yang Wanyi watched Ye Tang ascend the martial arts stage, her Daii slightly furrowed.
Yang Dingtian noticed Yang Wanyi’s expression and chuckled, saying, "Waner, are you worried about Luo Feng?"
Yang Wanyi nodded. "Ye Tang is at the late stage of the Nine Heavens Heavenly Court Realm, a whole level above Luo Feng. Moreover, the martial arts he cultivates are all Profound Level. His strength is far beyond that of Xu Zhi, Liu Yuan, and the others. I’m worried..."
Yang Dingtian chuckled. "You’re overthinking it. This is just a sparring exhibition; there’s no mortal danger. Luo Feng has won seven out of seven matches. Even if he loses to Ye Tang, no one will dare to underestimate him anymore."
"That’s not what I’m worried about."
Yang Wanyi shook her head. "Ye Tang and Luo Feng have had friction before. Given Ye Tang’s disposition, he won’t let this go easily."
Yang Dingtian laughed heartily. "Ah, so you’re worried Ye Tang will bide his ti for revenge. Don’t worry! Luo Feng is my precious daughter’s fiancé. With here, no one will dare to harm him!"
Watching Yang Dingtian’s triumphant expression, Yang Wanyi pouted. He’s not my fiancé... She sighed helplessly in her heart, her beautiful eyes turning towards the martial arts stage.
At this mont on the martial arts stage, the atmosphere had already beco extrely tense.
"Luo Feng, don’t think you can rest easy just because you have the City Lord Mansion backing you! This world venerates strength. Without sufficient strength, nothing is truly yours!"
Ye Tang stepped onto the arena, his gaze sweeping towards Yang Wanyi in the distance. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he looked down condescendingly at Luo Feng.
Luo Feng paid no heed to the insinuation in Ye Tang’s words, replying calmly, "Well said. Everything is determined by strength. Unfortunately for you, you’re no match for ."
A sneer crossed Ye Tang’s face, and he laughed aloud. "Such arrogance! Yang Wanyi is watching from below. I hope you still have the confidence to say that later."
Luo Feng didn’t understand why Ye Tang suddenly brought up Yang Wanyi. Wiping a finger across his storage ring, the Fury Fla Knife appeared in his hand. He said coolly, "Enough nonsense. Let’s begin."
Seeing Luo Feng draw his saber, everyone present was taken aback.
"Huh, Luo Feng drew his saber..."
"If he hadn’t drawn his saber, I’d have almost forgotten he’s a Saber Man."
"It seems he hasn’t been taking his opponents seriously at all."
"Indeed, his fist techniques are already so formidable; I wonder what his Saber Technique is like."
Seeing Luo Feng suddenly draw the Fury Fla Knife, everyone in the square was montarily stunned.
Up to this point, Luo Feng had achieved seven victories without once using his saber.
Seeing Luo Feng draw his saber, Ye Tang was montarily startled, then a sneer ford on his face. No matter how tough Luo Feng talks, he still has to draw his weapon when facing ! This shows he’s insecure, that he knows he’s not my equal!
Luo Feng slowly unsheathed the Fury Fla Knife, its tip aid at Ye Tang. He stated coldly, "If I don’t defeat you within ten moves, consider it my loss."
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