Swish!
The spearhead, glinting with ice-cold light, rapidly enlarged in Luo Feng’s view. The piercing chill made all the pores of his body tingle slightly with cold.
"Destroy it!"
"Destroy it with all your might!"
"You can definitely destroy it!"
Shui Linglong’s voice, like a tidal wave, surged into his mind. This voice seed to have an inexplicable magic power, causing Luo Feng to shake, dispelling fear from his heart, as he stared straight at the chilling second-grade Spirit Weapon spearhead.
Destroy it!
Destroy it!
...
Shouting loudly in his mind, Luo Feng’s Yuan Qi surged all over his body, his eyes widened to the extre, even bloodshot veins appeared.
"Shatter!"
A loud shout, faced with the icy second-grade Spirit Weapon spearhead, Luo Feng neither retreated nor dodged, instead, swung a powerful and mighty punch directly at the spearhead.
Shui Linglong slightly tensed, a trace of cold sweat appeared on her smooth forehead.
Buzz!
At that instant, a phantom, engulfed in dazzling flas and sprouting sixteen arms, appeared behind Luo Feng. The flas on its body surged skyward, light piercing the long sky, throwing a punch as well, rging into Luo Feng’s punch.
Imdiately, an overwhelming force that could slay gods and buddhas burst from Luo Feng’s body.
Sky Fire King Fist, Fourth Stage: King is Invincible!
Rumble!
The fist struck the second-grade Spirit Weapon spearhead, the mountain wind halted, the air stilled, only the dazzling flas resembled a grand sun, illuminating the night sky.
Crunch!
Under the unmatched fierce fist force, the spearhead instantly couldn’t withstand, breaking inch by inch, dissipating.
The next mont!
Rumble...
The second-grade Spirit Weapon embedded in the cliff shattered entirely like tofu, the mountain peak trembled, the subsequent cliffs cracked, and the entire mountain collapsed thoroughly.
Luo Feng only felt his fist lighten, the scorching mountain breeze blew towards him, unable to stabilize his form, he rushed towards the fragnted stones.
Shui Linglong, already prepared, grabbed Luo Feng with her right hand, and instantly retreated more than ten steps, halting on the cliff’s open ground.
The flying stones splattered, the ground moved, the mountains shook, the astonishing commotion only ceased after half an incense’s ti.
Beyond the cliff, the hundred-ter peak had completely vanished, leaving only a pile of rubble, reflecting the cold, bright moon from Yao Light Lake in the distance.
The night wind blew past, rippling the lake water, stretching the moon’s reflection infinitely.
Luo Feng stood still, gazing at the now vast world, the boiling blood in his chest couldn’t calm down for a long ti.
With just one punch, he possessed such astounding power!
Shui Linglong glanced at Luo Feng, smiling slightly, "Luo Feng, congratulations on mastering the fourth stage of the Sky Fire King Fist."
After a mont, Luo Feng cald his emotions, recalling the perilous scene just now, still with lingering fear, he exhaled a thick breath and said to Shui Linglong:
"Linglong Sister, did you train the Sky Fire King’s Arm like this initially?"
"Of course not."
Shui Linglong clapped her hands, casually said, "Just now, it was just a thod I thought of, a whim."
A whim...
Luo Feng’s face stiffened slightly, unconsciously licking his lips.
That was a second-grade Spirit Weapon; resisting it with a body of flesh and blood, if not for the breakthrough at the last mont, the consequences would have been unimaginable...
With a wry smile, Luo Feng said, "Linglong Sister, were you trying to kill ?"
"Giggle, a severe illness needs strong dicine. You are going outside the Canglang Dynasty for training, it’s no small matter. Training the Sky Fire King Fist to the fourth stage grants you the strength to protect yourself even against two or three adversaries of equal strength."
Shui Linglong chuckled, glancing at the shattered mountain, pondered, "However, it now seems this training thod is rather good, tomorrow I will speak with Elder Yunxiao, to record it in the Sky Fire King Fist’s Secret Manual."
Luo Feng was speechless; such a crazy training thod probably had no second takers daring to try it.
Shui Linglong, gazing at the moon’s reflection in the lake, fell into slight contemplation, suddenly turned to Luo Feng and said:
"Luo Feng, since you’ve made up your mind, I won’t persuade you anymore. I have only one request, co back alive. A Martial Artist’s life is singular, think thrice before acting."
Luo Feng nodded, cupped his fists, "In the New Dragon List Tournant, I will prove to everyone, whether Linglong Sister’s decision was right or wrong."
"With your intent, I am very satisfied. I don’t care about others’ opinions, no need to force anything."
Hearing Luo Feng’s words, Shui Linglong was slightly startled, smiled faintly, saying, "Alright, you are leaving early tomorrow, get so rest."
"Mm, then I’ll take my leave."
Luo Feng nodded, perford the Sky Cloud Step, his figure soared into the sky, flying towards Linglong Hall.
Seeing Luo Feng off, Shui Linglong waved her hand, the Spirit Weapon fragnts on the ground fell into her hand, her beautiful eyes flickering with strange light.
"Although I guessed he could do it, the power is unexpectedly strong..."
When Shui Linglong first mastered the fourth stage of the Sky Fire King’s Arm, an all-out punch could only crack a second-grade Spirit Weapon, yet Luo Feng’s punch shattered the entire second-grade Spirit Weapon, stronger than she was back then by an unfathomable amount.
Returning to Panlong Residence, Luo Feng tidied up briefly, then sat cross-legged in the moonlit courtyard, preparing to cultivate.
At this mont, he understood Shui Qingcheng’s painstaking arrangent for this trial.
In Yao Light Lake, the imnse pressure made it several tis more difficult for a martial artist to circulate Yuan Qi than usual, and this pressure served as a tempering for both cultivation and physique, making it ideal for martial artists who have just broken through a realm and whose Yuan Qi is unstable to consolidate their realm.
The results from these three days of trial can be described as a rapid advance in his strength.
Not only has his cultivation stabilized completely at the late stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm eighth level, but even his physique has strengthened. What surprised him the most was the breakthrough of Sky Fire King’s Arm into the fourth level, cultivated into the Floating Slaughter Demon Image.
The power of that punch just now was sowhat unbelievable even to him, just as Shui Linglong had said: only after cultivating the Floating Slaughter Demon Image is it truly the Sky Fire King Fist.
Exhaling a stale breath, Luo Feng closed his eyes, recalling Shui Linglong’s demonstration of the Sky Fire King Fist just now, and her explanation about ’montum’.
When Shui Linglong demonstrated the Sky Fire King Fist, he felt a faint sense of clarity. This sensation was very mysterious, almost fleeting, making him even think it was an illusion, yet luckily his Soul Power was strong enough to recall every detail.
Reflecting deeply at this mont, that faint sense of clarity beca more pronounced, as if sothing obscure was about to burst forth from the depths of his heart, mysterious and elusive.
It’s the Grand Montum!
Suddenly, Luo Feng felt a slight tremor in the Grand Montum, seemingly becoming more solid.
This discovery filled Luo Feng with mingled joy and surprise.
His Grand Montum Realm was just a step away from achieving seven-tenths montum, yet he has always been unable to take that step, and over ti, it had been set aside by him. This change was akin to a dawn in the night sky!
Not daring to be negligent, Luo Feng imdiately cald his mind and closely comprehended every detail of Shui Linglong’s demonstration of the Sky Fire King Fist.
A night without words.
In the morning, Luo Feng opened his eyes, a sharp intent flaring in the courtyard, causing ripples in the tranquil air visible to the naked eye.
"Although I haven’t achieved seven-tenths of the Grand Montum, the bottleneck finally shows signs of breakthrough. Cultivating to seven-tenths of Grand Montum is only a matter of ti!"
Luo Feng’s eyes were bright. At this stage of the Grand Montum, breaking through is not a matter of days but requires every bit of progress, precious and hard-earned, needing not only years of accumulation but also opportunities.
This guidance from Shui Linglong was an opportunity.
"I must achieve a result at the upcoming New Dragon List assembly that will attract everyone’s attention. Otherwise, I can’t repay Shui Linglong’s guidance."
Thoughts flashed; Luo Feng looked up and saw daylight had already broken. He murmured to himself:
"It’s ti to set out."
After a quick wash, Luo Feng opened the courtyard gate, ready to leave.
"Senior Brother Luo Feng."
In the open space, stood Nanxuan and Lin Yue’er.
"Why have you co?" Luo Feng closed the courtyard gate and asked with a smile.
Lin Yue’er smiled, "We heard you’re going to train, and we’re here to see you off."
"Such rapid news?" Luo Feng touched his nose.
"Of course."
Nanxuan blinked her bright eyes, jumped in front of Luo Feng, clasping her little hands behind her, and giggled:
"Senior Brother, you achieved an astonishing result at the hunting assembly, individual fourth place; you are now a storm figure of Linglong Hall. Many senior and junior sisters admire you, watching your every move. Three days ago, your visit to Water Cloud Hall, planning to go out for training, had already been a hot topic."
Luo Feng lightly tapped Nanxuan’s forehead, "I don’t believe your nonsense."
Lin Yue’er pursed her lips and smiled.
"Hmph, I’m telling the truth." Nanxuan pouted her red lips.
The three of them headed towards the foot of East Spirit Peak. Nanxuan looked at Luo Feng with envy, saying, "I also want to go out and train, to roam the world freely. Though I’ve reached the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, Master says my cultivation is insufficient."
Lin Yue’er smiled, "Is it that you’re thinking about the fine food outside?"
Nanxuan giggled, "That’s just part of it."
Luo Feng chuckled and said, "Train well, and you’ll have opportunities in the future."
"Mhmm."
Nanxuan nodded, suddenly serious, "Senior Brother, Master said there are many bad people in the martial world, training outside is dangerous, especially now that Demon Sect activities are frequent, you must be careful."
Luo Feng said, "Rest assured, your Senior Brother Luo Feng isn’t a good guy either. When I’m bad, even I fear myself."
This statent made Nanxuan and Lin Yue’er smile knowingly.
After a mont, the three arrived at Purple Yao square.
At the square entrance, a graceful figure stood, it was Ling Qingwu, seeing the three approaching, she ca forward.
Ling Qingwu glanced at Luo Feng, her eyes faintly shining, said, "Where are you planning to train?"
"I’ll first return to Panlong City, and as for the subsequent journey, I haven’t planned yet." Luo Feng replied.
"There’s still three months until the New Dragon List assembly, don’t miss it. Take care."
Ling Qingwu has always been brief in speech, and Luo Feng has been accustod to it, nodded, and said:
"Let’s part here; see you in three months!"
At the mountain gate, after saying goodbye, Luo Feng perford the Sky Cloud Step, flying away into the distance.
"Senior Brother Luo Feng, take care!"
Nanxuan waved to Luo Feng from afar.
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