Under the gaze of the opponent, Nanxuan only felt her body becoming incredibly heavy. Even lifting her eyelids was extremely difficult, and a sheen of cold sweat appeared on her smooth forehead.

Luo Feng slightly furrowed his brows, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, as if two gleaming blades that caused a subtle sting in others’ eyes. The overwhelming aura immediately retreated like a tide.

Stepping forward, Luo Feng looked at Lin Ruohai and said coldly:

"If you have something to say, just say it!"

Lin Ruohai looked at Luo Feng, his eyes flickering, and said with a smirk:

"Hmph, as expected of a genius who comprehends the Grand Momentum! There’s nothing major, my Senior Brother Shen Yu heard about your match with Junior Brother Duan Lin and wants to have a word with you. Come with me."

After speaking, Lin Ruohai gestured invitingly, his tone leaving no room for objection.

"Sorry, I’m busy."

Luo Feng shook his head and said to Xia Yunjing and the others behind him, "The second Hall Master and the others should be inside, let’s go."

Saying that, he was about to leave.

Swish! Swish!

Just as he lifted his right foot, the sound of wind breaking rang out, and two other disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion blocked Luo Feng from the left and right, sneering clearly intending not to let him pass.

"Look, it’s Luo Feng from Linglong Hall confronting the Sky Sword Pavilion disciples!"

"Duan Lin lost to Luo Feng, and I heard he lost a lot of Yuan Stones due to gambling, now in heavy debt, even his sword is pawned. As the saying goes, enemies meet with intense anger. How could he swallow this?"

"Heh, this time Luo Feng might take a fall. I just saw Shen Yu, who is Duan Lin’s cousin, they have always been close, he’ll definitely avenge Duan Lin this time."

"Seamless Sword Shen Yu! He’s come to Ming Dang Mountain too!"

"Looks like there’ll be a good show to watch."

Most of the onlookers were disciples of Yuangang Hall and they were quite interested upon seeing the standoff.

Lin Ruohai stepped forward, looking at Luo Feng, and said:

"What, you won’t even give this bit of face?"

Nanxuan, still angry at being intimidated by the other party’s aura earlier, said coldly: "Why should Senior Brother Luo Feng give you face? Your Senior Brother Shen Yu, if he wants to meet my senior brother, why not come personally?"

"Arrogant! What status do you have, compared to my Senior Brother Shen Yu? If he wants to meet you, he’s honoring you, don’t be ungrateful!" another Sky Sword Pavilion disciple snorted coldly.

Luo Feng squinted his eyes, and that Sky Sword Pavilion disciple felt a chilling air coming at him, his whole body going cold, with his remaining words stuck in his throat.

Lin Ruohai’s tiger-like eyebrows knitted together as he looked at Luo Feng, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Buzz!

Suddenly, an overwhelming aura burst from Lin Ruohai’s body, causing several wide cracks to open up on the ground beneath his feet.

"Spiritual Rotation Realm, Late Stage Level Six!"

"It’s been half a year since we last saw him, and Lin Ruohai has already reached the late stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, a marked improvement over the past six months."

The nearby young martial artists gasped upon seeing Lin Ruohai.

"Please, lest you embarrass yourself." Lin Ruohai lifted his eyelid, looking down at Luo Feng.

Poof!

Nanxuan couldn’t help but laugh.

Lin Ruohai’s eyes flickered, asking coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I’m laughing at someone who overestimates themselves."

Nanxuan, with her hands behind her back, curled her lips and shook her small head: "I don’t think you qualify to `forcibly` invite my senior brother."

"What do you think you are, daring to speak to Senior Brother Lin like that!"

A Sky Sword Pavilion disciple snorted coldly, stretching out his right hand, transforming Yuan Qi into an earth-yellow Gang Qi palm, covering Nanxuan’s body, ignoring the five-meter distance.

"Scram!"

Luo Feng’s gaze grew cold, stepping forward.

Boom!

A thunderous noise erupted, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently, and that seemingly menacing Gang Qi palm shattered and disappeared, while a visibly intense ripple surged outwards like roaring waves, striking back at the Sky Sword Pavilion disciple.

Pang!

A muffled sound followed as the Sky Sword Pavilion disciple retreated wildly, scraping two deep tracks in the ground with his feet until he stopped thirty meters away.

"You!"

Looking up at Luo Feng, the Sky Sword Pavilion disciple gritted his teeth but suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, falling to his knees.

Nearby spectators were shocked internally.

This Sky Sword Pavilion disciple was also at the mid-stage level six of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, yet was so effortlessly defeated!

"Boy, how dare you injure people in front of me, you have guts!"

Lin Ruohai’s hair stood on end with anger, his aura rising with every word, finally exploding with blue glaze-like True Qi from his body, turbulent like an ocean, the resultant air pressure sharp as needles, leaving the surrounding ground scarred.

"This is the Mixed Yuan Wind Swordsmanship of Sky Sword Pavilion! Lin Ruohai uses Qi as the sword, what force, his swordsmanship is no common thing!"

Nearby, a sharp-eyed martial artist recognized Lin Ruohai’s martial arts, exclaiming.

"Get down for me!"

With a roar, Lin Ruohai’s eyes turned sharp as swords, the sharp currents of air converged into his right hand, delivering a slicing blow in the air.

Rumble!

The fusion of swordsmanship in this blow was palpable, with sharp Qi whirling all around, forming a great Yuan Qi tornado over ten meters high, pressing down on Luo Feng with every inch shattered like split glass.

Witnessing this spectacle, the young martial artists nearby held their breath.

Many in their hearts believed that Luo Feng would struggle to fend off this blow.

Lin Ruohai was ranked forty-third in the last New Dragon List Conference, evidently surpassing Duan Lin in both potential and strength.

They did not know, however, that Lu Yun, ranked forty-first on the New Dragon List, was also defeated by Luo Feng.

"You also can scram for me!" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Faced with the descending Yuan Qi storm, Luo Feng remained unfazed, explosively unleashing a bright flame light behind him, forming four muscular Sky Fire King’s Arms, delivering a punch.

Boom!

Fiery brilliance erupted, and the powerful shockwaves spread, causing the entire valley to tremble slightly, leaving nearby martial artists feeling as if their blood was boiling and unsteady on their feet.

The next moment!

The fiery light exploded, and the Yuan Qi storm disappeared completely, the remaining fiery fist strength, like a fire dragon accompanied by the roar of wind, pierced through the air, heading straight for Lin Ruohai.

"How is this possible!"

Lin Ruohai’s mouth bled slightly, and his heart was appalled that merely the aftershock of the fist strength was so formidable! It was like dueling with a Spiritual Rotation Realm sixth-level pinnacle martial artist.

Swoosh!

In the nick of time, a figure darted from the crowd, flashed behind Lin Ruohai, gave a supporting hand, and casually struck out with a palm.

Pang!

The ferocious fist energy was instantly vanquished, dispersing into countless waves of flames.

"It’s Shen Yu of the Seamless Sword!"

The onlookers were shocked to see the cold-faced youth with sword-like eyebrows behind Lin Ruohai.

Luo Feng’s gaze fell on the young man behind Lin Ruohai, who was not tall, only reaching Lin Ruohai’s shoulder. His hair was tied behind his head, reaching his waist, with star-like eyes, an exceptionally handsome face, but extremely cold, devoid of expression, giving off a chilling aura like a sword drawn from its sheath.

"Senior Brother Shen Yu, I..."

Lin Ruohai coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face flushed.

He wasn’t badly injured, but to have been defeated by a mid-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist in front of a crowd was more painful than being struck with a sword.

"You are not his opponent."

Shen Yu shook his head, lifted his face just in time to meet Luo Feng’s gaze, his eyes narrowing slightly:

"The Sky Fire King Fist of Linglong Hall, I heard it embodies the essence of kingly power, invincible in attack and defense. Seeing it today, indeed, is extraordinary. I, Shen Yu, would like to learn a thing or two!"