Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 643 - 641: Hundred Swords Resound

The cold saber light was like a wild horse, roaring as it broke free.

In an instant, the battle stage was full of brilliant saber lights, illuminating the entire square in a dazzling glow.

Such brilliant Saber Technique!

As she looked at the incoming saber light, Ye Siyi’s beautiful eyes lit up. Composed in the face of danger, her slender wrist flicked.

SWISH, SWISH, SWISH...

The Silver Snow fine sword transformed into a phantasm, too fast for the naked eye to track. All that could be seen were patches of Sword Qi, floating out unpredictably, akin to leaves fluttering in the autumn wind, scattering and darting about, revealing a sense of desolation.

CLANG, CLANG, CLANG, CLANG, CLANG...

Over the competition stage, countless bright saber lights and Sword Shadows clashed repeatedly. The surging Qi Force tore the stage apart, leaving countless cracks, and the figures of the two combatants were utterly swallowed up in the chaos.

SWISH!

Suddenly, a figure retreated. Luo Feng pulled away to create distance, smiling at Ye Siyi as he said, "Number one amongst the top ten youths, you are truly as formidable as rumored!"

Ye Siyi swung her sword to split the final saber light. Looking at the destroyed competition stage, her red lips curved into a smile. "That line seems more apt for me to say."

"Let’s fight again!"

Luo Feng’s expression was passionate, his Rage Flame Knife making a resonant humming sound. His bright eyes were like two bolts of electricity, tearing through the void and firmly locking onto Ye Siyi.

"Skyfall Thunder!"

SWISH!

A long rainbow of saber light appeared in the sky. Its chilly, sharp aura ripped through the air, causing a thunderous sound as it headed straight for Ye Siyi.

Everyone in the audience had their eyes wide open. This saber strike was unbelievably quick and sharp, like a summer’s thunderclap. Even from such a great distance, it sent a bone-chilling cold straight towards them.

Against a high-class opponent like Ye Siyi, Luo Feng did not hold back, pushing his Shocking Thunder Saber Technique to its limit.

Ye Siyi’s bright eyes focused slightly; this saber strike’s intent realm was like a shock of thunder, its speed too fast to imagine.

Her nostrils flared slightly as a streak of cyan Sword Qi extended from her Longsword. When her eyes looked forward once more, they resembled two streaks of Sword Qi, extremely sharp.

"Dreary Wind Blade!"

A whirlpool of Qi surrounded Ye Siyi as she thrust her sword forward.

At this moment, every Swordsman in the square held their breath. In their eyes, Ye Siyi seemed to have transformed into an incomparable treasure sword. The sheer intensity of her sharp aura made their hearts shudder.

DING, DING, DING, DING, DING...

The crisp sound echoed throughout Sky Feather Square. The swords hanging by the waists of the Swordsmen near the stage all started trembling on their own.

"A hundred swords sing in unison! What a formidable Sword Intent!"

Quite a few Swordsmen were so astonished they stood up, their faces full of shock.

Jade Hall Elder Lan Qing had a delighted expression. "A hundred swords singing in unison! Ye Siyi’s Sword Intent has reached Small Success!"

Next to her, Shui Linglong, dressed in a water-blue skirt, smiled. "Lan Qing, congratulations. The Jade Hall now has another genius in the Sword Dao."

Lan Qing’s delicate face flushed slightly, showing some excitement as she said, "Likewise. Luo Feng’s Grand Momentum has reached the ’From Illusion to Reality’ stage; he’s an extraordinary talent too."

Hearing their conversation, the nearby elders of the Golden Palace showed faces of envy.

However, the elders of the Floating Snow Hall and the Sky Sword Pavilion looked less than pleased.

It now appeared that Ye Siyi’s talent far surpassed that of Yi Wuxue and Xie Xuantong, not to mention Luo Feng, who had only reached Small Success in Grand Momentum.

In the audience, many important figures had looks of shock on their faces. This year’s assessment for the Twelve Golden Palaces was filled with ups and downs. Luo Feng’s achievement of Small Success in Grand Momentum had already amazed everyone. However, no one expected that Ye Siyi’s Sword Intent had also reached Small Success.

As the crowd expressed their shock, the duel on the arena took a sudden turn.

WHOOSH!

With Sword Intent imbued in her, Ye Siyi’s sharp aura was unstoppable. A cyan-colored Sword Qi extended straight out from her Longsword. It embodied the desolate intent realm of the autumn wind, as if it could penetrate everything and cause all things to wither.

BOOM!

The Sword Qi and saber light collided mid-air, causing a surge of Qi to roll out, forming tangible shockwaves that spread, violently shaking and cracking the two nearby competition stages.

SWISH!

The Sword Qi pierced through the saber light, leaving a straight fissure in the air as it enveloped Luo Feng.

Luo Feng’s eyebrows raised, his eyes filled with battle spirit.

HUM!

A strange fluctuation emanated from Luo Feng’s body. A massive, illusory silhouette appeared in the void behind him, radiating sharpness.

"Slash!"

A straight slash; the saber light condensed infinitely and then exploded outwards.

The students from various academies in the square were all staring, dumbstruck.

In their eyes, that was not merely saber light—it resembled a mountain of blades!

BOOM!

Two terrifying forces met mid-air. The intent realm within the Sword Intent was the first to collapse, and the Sword Qi itself lasted only a moment before vanishing without a trace.

Ye Siyi hadn’t expected the Grand Momentum to be so powerful. She launched another sword attack, shattering the saber light.

"Luo Feng, be careful!"

After just two confrontations, Ye Siyi realized that merely relying on Sword Intent to defeat Luo Feng was impossible. She decided to go all out.

"Bring it on."

At this moment, Luo Feng’s blood was boiling, his eyes filled with a soaring fighting spirit.

Ye Siyi’s Swordsmanship was unexpectedly strong. Defeating her would undoubtedly be a valuable trial for him.

"Fine!"

Ye Siyi nodded slightly. With a flick of her wrist, the dancing sword light brightly illuminated her eyes.

SWISH!

Ye Siyi’s figure suddenly disappeared from her spot without warning. Eight Sword Shadows appeared mid-air, surrounding Luo Feng.

These Sword Shadows were all fused with Sword Intent. Each one was several lengths long. The menacing cold they spread was ten times stronger than when she had fought Yi Wuxue!

Some students from academies with weaker Cultivation involuntarily shivered.

Yi Wuxue, who had just finished her own battle, clenched her fists until her knuckles cracked when she saw this. She had not expected Ye Siyi to be hiding such formidable power!

"The autumn wind blows desolately, leaves fall and drift!"

Ye Siyi’s melodious and graceful voice seemed to come from the void. Eight sword lights tore through the air, rushing towards Luo Feng at a speed so fast it made a thunderclap seem slow. Due to the extreme speed, the air in front of them split, and continuous sizzling sounds could be heard.

At this moment, the audience stared wide-eyed at the mid-air battle, cold sweat filling their palms.

Just now, Ye Siyi had easily defeated Yi Wuxue using this body-shadowing technique. Now, with the integration of Sword Intent, its power had increased manifold. Even a Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist would likely have difficulty resisting it.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT...

Under the audience’s gaze, Luo Feng’s figure was pierced by the Sword Shadows, then twisted and vanished; it was only a residual image.

Luo Feng’s figure reappeared thirty paces away, his body surrounded by ten roaring and surging Qi Dragons.

Ye Siyi appeared where Luo Feng had just been, a trace of surprise in her beautiful eyes. It was her first time encountering an opponent whose Qinggong was on par with hers.

"It’s not over yet."

Before her words faded, Ye Siyi’s figure disappeared again. In an instant, green Sword Qi filled the space around Luo Feng. This time, there were twelve Sword Shadows.

"Twelve!"

A collective gasp went up from the square.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH...

The rampant Sword Qi shredded the air in this space to pieces.

WHOOSH!

Luo Feng’s gaze was sharp. His body flashed, narrowly passing through a gap in the Sword Qi.

"How is it possible? None of those attacks hit him!"

The nearby academy students were all dumbfounded, including top ten young experts like Yi Wuxue.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ye Siyi’s Sword Qi attacks were almost simultaneous and exceedingly fast. To safely pass through them required not only Qinggong of a certain realm but also exceptional perceptual abilities.

Otherwise, one wrong step could lead to complete defeat!

"Twelve Sword Shadows! Who would have thought Ye Siyi was still hiding such formidable strength? Incredible!" a prominent figure from the rtiad exclaimed, looking at Ye Siyi with visible shock.

"Luo Feng being able to stand unscathed before her is even more terrifying!"

"Yes, Yi Wuxue couldn’t even resist eight Sword Shadows, yet Luo Feng isn’t at a disadvantage when facing Ye Siyi at her full strength."

"I wonder who will have the last laugh."

Ye Siyi’s sword attack was once again ineffective. Her delicate Daimei finally furrowed, and her body was enveloped by a bright green light, her clothes fluttering without any wind.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, waves appeared in the surrounding air, and fifteen Sword Shadows materialized.

The grim, viridian Sword Qi sealed off all space around Luo Feng, as if intending to shred the entire area to pieces.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked to their core.

"Fifteen Sword Shadows! Ye Siyi’s Phantom Footsteps have reached Great Accomplishment! She will definitely defeat Luo Feng!"

Liu Changfeng’s eyes were firmly glued to the mid-air battle; he desperately wanted to witness Luo Feng’s defeat.

Liu Ling stood by his side, her Daimei knitted. She opened her mouth as if wanting to say something, then stopped herself.

She knew of Liu Changfeng’s deep affection for Ye Siyi and that he surely wouldn’t want to see Luo Feng win. However, Liu Ling felt deep down that Luo Feng’s abilities weren’t as simple as they seemed, so she chose to stay silent.

Yang Qing held Luotian’s hand tightly. At this moment, she also wasn’t sure if Luo Feng could defeat Ye Siyi.

After all, the Phantom Footsteps that Ye Siyi practiced was a Profound Level superior Martial Art, and it had reached the Great Accomplishment Realm.

Facing the fifteen incoming streams of Sword Qi, Luo Feng’s skin began to tingle. A chill rose from the depths of his heart; he dared not underestimate the power of this strike.

"Dragon Slaughtering Gang Qi!"

Resolve surged in Luo Feng’s eyes like a gathering storm. He stepped forward as the Yuan Qi within his body pulsed wildly.

VROOOM!

An air vortex formed under his foot. The loud roar of a dragon echoed across Sky Feather Square. A gigantic dragon, its body covered with black scales, appeared around Luo Feng.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

The Sword Qi crashed onto the Dragon Slaughtering Gang Qi, slowing significantly as if meeting endless resistance, but cracks also started to appear on the Dragon Slaughtering Gang Qi.

CRACK!

The Gang Qi shattered. Taking advantage of this brief opening, Luo Feng’s figure flashed as he broke through the encirclement.

RIP!

The sound of tearing fabric echoed; Luo Feng’s sleeve was cut open, leaving a gash from a sword.

"It seems Ye Siyi has the upper hand after all."

"Ye Siyi’s Phantom Footsteps are too formidable. When facing her, revealing even the slightest flaw means immediate defeat."

The spectators looked at the now-disfigured square, exchanging glances.

At this moment, Ye Siyi’s feelings were not as relaxed as others assumed. Despite using all her strength, she had been unable to wound Luo Feng, which weighed heavily on her mind.

"Falling Leaves Drift!"

Ye Siyi prepared to attack again, aiming to decisively defeat Luo Feng, but he didn’t give her the opportunity.

Luo Feng’s gaze was sharp as he locked onto Ye Siyi and swung his blade.

"Astonishing Thunder!"

CRACKLE!

The sound of thunder boomed. Under the astonished gaze of the audience, a dazzling saber light struck towards Ye Siyi.

So fast...

A thought had barely formed in Ye Siyi’s mind when the saber light was already roaring towards her.

"Flying Leaves Without Shadow!"

Not daring to show the slightest hesitancy, Ye Siyi thrust her sword forward. The twisting, snaking sword light moved to meet the attack.

CRACK!

The Sword Qi shattered, propelling Ye Siyi hundreds of meters backward.