"Inner Sect Disciple of Linglong Hall, Luo Feng!"
As soon as Ye Canglang spoke, the entire street suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Everyone looked at Luo Feng with shocked expressions.
Regarding the identity of the masked youth who effortlessly defeated Yue Cheng, they had many speculations, so even guessed the top ten new dragons, but no one expected that this mysterious youth would be the only male disciple of Linglong Hall, Luo Feng!
Luo Feng was ranked fourth on the individual leaderboard of the Hunting Conference, but many factors can influence the results of the Hunting Conference, making it impossible to determine his true strength from this alone.
Moreover, it’s only been half a year since Luo Feng entered the Golden Palace, and he is already a Martial Artist at the late stage of the Eightfold Spiritual Rotation Realm! This fact, since it ca from the mouth of Ye Canglang, was still unbelievable to many present.
"This is impossible!"
Yue Cheng’s eyes widened, staring at Luo Feng, so agitated he nearly spat blood.
Previously, when a small-eyed martial artist laughed at Luo Feng in front of Ji Wuyue, he didn’t say much, but in his heart, he also didn’t think much of it, simply considering Luo Feng to be an arrogant fool who couldn’t amount to anything.
However, at this mont, he actually lost to such a clown, and lost very thoroughly.
This enormous disparity made Yue Cheng feel unreal, his knuckles turning slightly white from gripping so hard.
Since his identity was already exposed, there was no need to hide anymore. Luo Feng removed his mask and looked at Ye Canglang, asking:
"How did you find out?"
Up to this point, he had been very cautious and had never displayed any martial arts techniques from Linglong Hall.
Ye Canglang said indifferently, "I’ve challenged countless masters from the Golden Palace, including those from Linglong Hall. I once fought a disciple from Linglong Hall who practiced the Sky Fire King Fist. Although you didn’t use the Sky Fire King Fist, the fierce montum contained in your punches couldn’t escape my eyes. And there’s only one male disciple in the entire Linglong Hall."
"So that’s how it is."
Luo Feng smiled bitterly in his heart. Earlier, the opponent’s Sword Qi was too sharp, and he involuntarily burst out with the montum of the Sky Fire King Fist, unexpectedly being recognized at a glance by the opponent.
"Luo Feng, I admire your courage in challenging Lu Xiao Yun. Now it seems you aren’t just courageous. Lu Xiao Yun is also one of my targets; so you and I will eventually have a battle."
Ye Canglang looked at Luo Feng, his eyes full of fighting spirit, suddenly striking his sword sheath, causing a sword with a cold, water-like gleam to fall into his right hand, the sword tip pointing at Luo Feng.
"There’s no ti like the present. Let’s settle this here and now!"
With the sword in hand, Ye Canglang’s entire aura beca suddenly sharp, and an invincible Sword Montum flowed into the sword in his hand.
Imdiately, the sky above the street beca tumultuous, the strong wind causing his clothes to flap loudly.
Luo Feng looked at Ye Canglang, knowing that it would be hard to leave without determining a victor today. He exhaled a deep breath and said to Ji Wuyue:
"Instructor, I might not be able to take care of you for a while, you’d better step back."
Ye Canglang was not Yue Cheng; his unstoppable sharpness made Luo Feng feel danger. To face such a master, he must fight with all his strength, or any negligence could lead to a crushing defeat.
Ji Wuyue hesitated slightly, torn between Luo Feng and the Golden Palace disciple. Ye Canglang was not Yue Cheng, and she had no grievances with him. She didn’t want either of them to be injured.
However, the situation had already escalated beyond her control, so she could only nod and say:
"Alright, be very careful. The Supre Profound Golden Swordsmanship that Ye Canglang practices is a deadly sword art, ruthless and sharp, always aiming to draw blood."
Luo Feng nodded, "Mm, I will be careful."
Ji Wuyue glanced at the two of them, her figure flashing, swiftly retreating a thousand ters away.
"Alright, let’s begin. You will be my first stepping stone to defeating Lu Xiao Yun!"
Ye Canglang looked at Luo Feng, his tone calm but filled with imnse confidence.
Luo Feng chuckled, "Big words, but I fear it may not go as you wish."
As he spoke, Luo Feng’s body slightly trembled, a blaze of light erupting around him, instantly transforming into a phantom with sixteen flaming arms, suspended in the air.
As soon as the phantom appeared, a tyrannical aura spread, raising a hot wind across the entire street, while Luo Feng’s seemingly slight figure exuded a formidable aura of defeating gods and overcoming any obstacle, suppressing even the fierce Sword Montum from Ye Canglang’s body.
"What terrifying montum! What martial arts is Luo Feng displaying?"
"I don’t know. It’s my first ti seeing it."
When the flaming phantom appeared, the crowd on the street felt their bodies beco heavier and imdiately began to discuss it in astonishnt.
"Sky Fire King’s Arm Fourth Level, Floating Slaughter Demon Image!"
On the other side, Yue Cheng glared at Luo Feng, his face pale, squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth.
As a disciple of the Twelve Golden Palaces, he naturally heard of the Sky Fire King Fist from Linglong Hall.
This fist technique is one of the top-tier techniques of Linglong Hall. When executed, it is like Sky Thunder and Earth Fire, destroying everything. Especially when cultivated to the fourth level, allowing the condensation of the Floating Slaughter Demon Image, the power of the Sky Fire King Fist reaches a new level. Any strike could unleash destructive power, not inferior to a lower-grade Earth-level fist technique.
But everything cos with a price; the Sky Fire King Fist’s power is overwhelmingly tyrannical, and its cultivation difficulty is extraordinary. Because it is so difficult to master, very few disciples of Linglong Hall choose to practice it.
Currently, only the martial arts prodigy Shui Linglong has cultivated the Sky Fire King Fist to the fourth level in the entire Linglong Hall.
Yue Cheng never expected that Luo Feng would also master the fourth form of the Sky Fire King Fist. Along with his shock, he felt a sense of dread.
In the recent exchange, had the opponent unleashed the Sky Fire King Fist, his injuries now would be far from simple. Even if he could survive, his cultivation might be severely impaired, possibly making him a cripple.
"You’ve actually mastered the Floating Slaughter Demon Image..."
Ye Canglang was about to strike, but upon seeing the Floating Slaughter Demon Image behind Luo Feng, he frowned slightly.
The typical Floating Slaughter Demon Image has only eight arms, yet the one behind Luo Feng has sixteen arms, an awe-inspiring presence like a turbulent wave, even able to affect his sword montum, definitely not ordinary.
Clang!
After a brief hesitation, Ye Canglang suddenly sheathed his sword, and the terrifying sword montum that soared to the skies vanished completely.
Luo Feng frowned slightly, looking at Ye Canglang with confusion.
Ye Canglang said, "Luo Feng, since you’ve mastered the Floating Slaughter Demon Image, my assurance of defeating you today is less than sixty percent. This battle could very likely end in mutual destruction. With only three months left until the New Dragon Ranking Tournant, how about we settle our score after three months?"
Wow!
The crowd on the street erupted in amazent, Ye Canglang’s words undeniably admitted that Luo Feng’s strength posed a threat.
Ye Canglang ranked thirteenth in the previous New Dragon Ranking, which implies that Luo Feng now has the power to rival the top fifteen of the ranking. Given Luo Feng’s age, this is incredibly impressive!
"Alright."
Luo Feng nodded; honestly speaking, he was quite wary of Ye Canglang. Even if he unleashed the Sky Fire King Fist with all his might, his chances of victory weren’t high. In a real fight, he might not succeed without deploying Grand Montum.
However, he currently didn’t intend to reveal too much of his strength; avoiding a fight was preferable.
Restraining his aura, Luo Feng turned his gaze to Yue Cheng.
"You... what do you want!"
Yue Cheng’s face twitched; upon seeing how Ye Canglang regarded Luo Feng with such seriousness, he dared not be insolent and quickly fled towards Ye Canglang.
Ye Canglang glanced at Yue Cheng, frowning slightly.
Though he didn’t favor Yue Cheng much, being fellow disciples, leaving him to die wasn’t his style.
"Luo Feng, I’d like to ask for a favor here. How about it?" Ye Canglang asked Luo Feng.
Luo Feng glanced at Yue Cheng indifferently:
"I can spare him once, but there are two conditions."
"What conditions, please speak."
To Ye Canglang, the strongest rule was respect for power, and Luo Feng clearly had the qualification to negotiate terms with him now.
Luo Feng said, "First, Yue Cheng and the other two must apologize to my friend Ji Wuyue in person for their disrespectful words and make appropriate compensation. Second, they must vow never to trouble her again."
Ye Canglang pondered briefly, finding Luo Feng’s two conditions reasonable and turned back:
"Junior Brother Yue Cheng."
Yue Cheng’s face sank, veins pulsating on his forehead.
Ji Wuyue was his junior sister; if he were to bow his head to Ji Wuyue today in front of everyone, what dignity would he have in the future?
Swish! Swish!
At this mont, two figures darted out from the crowd; they were two other disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion.
The two moved like lightning, approaching Ji Wuyue in a few steps, and knelt with a thud, their faces pale as they said:
"Junior Sister Ji, we spewed nonsense like a dog’s mouth spitting out ivory. Please have rcy and forgive us this ti. These items should serve as our apology."
"I swear, should I trouble Junior Sister Ji again, I shall lie dead in the wilderness!"
"I swear as well..."
...
The two were drenched in cold sweat, stuttering in their urgency; they had clearly seen what transpired earlier from their hiding spot in the crowd.
Witnessing Luo Feng defeat Yue Cheng in a few moves, and Ye Canglang’s polite deanor towards Luo Feng, the duo was scared out of their wits.
Especially the one who had previously slandered Luo Feng, he wished he could slap himself twice while internally cursing Yue Cheng to the extre. If it weren’t for Yue Cheng’s ambition to pursue the unattainable, how would they end up in such a predicant?
"You guys!"
Yue Cheng looked at the two, his face turning ashen with rage.
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