Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 644 - 642: The First Martial Champion and the Reward!
"What kind of Saber Technique is this? It’s so powerful!"
"I don’t know. I’ve never seen this Saber Technique before either."
The sudden turn of events caught everyone by surprise. All eyes were on Luo Feng, sparking a flurry of discussion.
"Zi Hongyuan, has Luo Feng practiced a Profound Level Superior Saber Technique?"
Zhou Zhiyun withdrew her gaze from the dueling stage, looked at Zi Hongyuan, and voiced her uncertainty.
Zi Hongyuan responded with a wry smile, "This is the first time I’ve seen him use this Saber Technique."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiyun nodded, her gaze fixed on Luo Feng as she murmured to herself, This Saber Technique seems similar to the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique, but there are some differences...
She didn’t consider the possibility of Luo Feng creating his own Saber Technique. Even a powerful Martial Artist in the True Yuan Realm would find it immensely difficult to create their own martial arts. Despite Luo Feng’s genius, he was currently only at the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.
SWOOSH!
Ye Siyi steadied herself, her right hand tingling slightly. Looking at Luo Feng, she said, "Your Saber Technique is impressive, but I won’t give up."
As she spoke, a green light emanated from her, and her figure vanished, too fast for the naked eye to follow. Fifteen streams of Sword Qi howled through the air toward Luo Feng.
Luo Feng had a smile on his face. He had allowed Ye Siyi to attack first to find an opening in her defense.
Perhaps others couldn’t track Ye Siyi’s trajectory, but with his powerful Soul Power, he could.
Amidst a deafening thunderclap, a dazzling saber gleam slashed at one of the streams of Sword Qi.
CRACK!
The Sword Qi shattered, and a shocked Ye Siyi reappeared, her rosy lips stained with a trace of blood.
After studying Luo Feng for a moment, Ye Siyi suddenly sheathed her sword, drifted back to the ground, and said, "You truly deserve the title of Martial Champion. I concede defeat."
Judging from Luo Feng’s expression, his last move was no accident. Her Cultivation had already fallen behind. If even her excellent Qinggong couldn’t grant her an advantage, there was no point in continuing the fight.
Luo Feng smiled upon hearing this, then looked down at the sword mark on his sleeve. "Fragrance Without Shadow. A worthy reputation indeed."
"Unfortunately, I still lost to you."
Ye Siyi gave a soft smile, looking at Luo Feng as she said, "Congratulations on becoming the Martial Champion."
WHOA!
Upon hearing Ye Siyi concede defeat, the audience in the stands and the square erupted into fervent discussion.
"I can’t believe Ye Siyi lost! I never expected Luo Feng to be the final champion!"
"Luo Feng’s Cultivation has reached the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. He’s unparalleled among the students of the various schools. His Saber Technique and Qinggong are also extraordinary. It’s safe to say he has earned his title of Martial Champion."
"Recalling that strike from before, it was terrifying! Neither my eyes nor my senses could keep up. I wouldn’t have stood a chance if I were facing it. I’d probably go mad."
"A dark horse like Luo Feng emerged from the Purple Sun School! His capabilities even surpassed those of Lu Xiao Yun from previous years."
"Lu Xiao Yun is now one of the Ten New Dragons of the Six Southern Domains. I wonder what heights Luo Feng will reach in the future."
"It’s too early to discuss such things. Don’t forget, in three months, Luo Feng is going to face Yi Tian in a fight to the death. Whether or not he can survive that... it’s hard to say."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding martial world experts and faction leaders fell silent.
Ignoring the crowd’s chatter, Luo Feng calmly walked off the dueling stage.
"Luo Feng, are you alright?" Bing Ruolan asked worriedly, seeing Luo Feng’s slightly pale face, concerned he had been injured by Ye Siyi’s Sword Qi.
Luo Feng smiled and shook his head. "I’ve just consumed too much Yuan Qi, don’t worry about me."
Bing Ruolan let out a sigh of relief, her eyes curved into crescents. She laughed and said, "Congratulations on becoming the Martial Champion."
Hearing her, Zhou Zhiyun and Zi Hongyuan both smiled. With Luo Feng crowned as the Martial Champion, they felt they had finally gained something to be proud of.
Only He Qin remained expressionless, as if this were all to be expected.
The sun gradually set. Half an incense stick later, the final duel concluded.
The sunset’s afterglow pierced through the clouds, spilling onto Sky Feather Square. The Martial Champion Stele, standing in the center, was bathed in shimmering light, appearing extraordinarily colorful and dreamlike.
The attendant in green robes glanced towards a section of the audience, nodding subtly.
"Shui Linglong, go announce the results," Lan Qing suggested, her gaze tinged with envy.
Traditionally, the final results for the Martial Champion Stele were announced by an elder of the Golden Palace to which the champion belonged. For the Golden Palace, this was undoubtedly a prime opportunity to gain renown.
Shui Linglong nodded briefly. With a slight shimmer, her figure appeared above Sky Feather Square in the blink of an eye.
The entire Sky Feather Square instantly fell silent, all eyes fixed on Shui Linglong.
As she looked down, a flash of surprise flickered deep in Shui Linglong’s pupils when her gaze landed on Luo Feng. She knew Luo Feng possessed immense potential but had never imagined he could defeat so many young experts to become the Martial Champion.
I guess I still underestimated him...
The corners of her alluring red lips curled into a faint smile. Shui Linglong slowly began to speak, "This year’s assessment for the Twelve Golden Palaces has concluded successfully. Now, I will announce the rankings on the Martial Champion Stele..."
Shui Linglong’s voice was clear and melodious, like the tinkling of spring water, a soothing sound that echoed in the square for a long while.
Among the eleven participants, only Luo Feng maintained an undefeated record, accumulating twenty points to rank first.
Ye Siyi was second, defeated by Luo Feng in the final battle, with eighteen points.
Yi Wuxue, having lost two matches, had sixteen points and ranked third.
Xie Xuantong was fourth with fourteen points.
Fifth was Liu Changfeng with twelve points.
He Qin was sixth with ten points.
Seventh was Liu Ling with eight points.
Han Xing, with three victories and one draw, earned seven points for eighth place.
Bing Ruolan ranked ninth with five points.
Shi Zhong, having won only two matches, scored four points and ranked tenth.
As for Wu Tong, he lost all ten matches, scored zero points, and was eliminated from the Martial Champion Stele.
Once all the results were announced, the atmosphere in Sky Feather Square erupted. Some cheered, some lamented, and some looked on with envy...
In the audience, Luo Xiao excitedly stood up from his seat, laughing as he exclaimed, "Father, Mother, Second Brother is first on the Martial Champion Stele! Among the tens of millions of students in the Six Southern Domains, no one can compare to him!"
Luotian and Yang Qing exchanged smiles, seeing the excitement and pride in each other’s eyes.
Nearby, many influential figures and heads of prominent martial world factions gathered around.
"City Lord Luo, congratulations, congratulations! Those who can make it onto the Martial Champion Stele are all dragons among men. For your son to be at the top of the Martial Champion Stele, his future achievements will be limitless. He will surely become a hegemon in his own right!"
"Indeed, I saw at first glance that this child is extraordinary and destined for greatness. He will surely soar to the heavens in the future."
"City Lord Luo, my young daughter also practices the Saber Technique, though she hasn’t achieved much. I hope Luo Feng might find some time to guide her."
Luotian knew these were flattering words, but he was delighted nonetheless. He stood up and cupped his fists, saying, "You all praise him too much. Should any of you visit Panlong City, I, Luo, will certainly roll out the red carpet."
The leaders of the nearby major factions all nodded, their tone holding a hint of respect when speaking to Luotian.
Luo Feng had grasped Grand Momentum at a young age and reached the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. With such monstrous potential, if he developed smoothly, he was bound to become a powerful figure. Forging a connection with him now would be immensely beneficial to them.
After announcing the results, Shui Linglong continued, "The students on the Martial Champion Stele can enter Sky Mountain’s core Formation for cultivation tomorrow. The inscription ceremony will now begin."
HUMMM!
With a wave of Shui Linglong’s hand, a massive blue light screen enveloped the entire Martial Champion Stele.
HUMMM!
With an intense ripple, the ten names on the Martial Champion Stele vanished instantly.
"Shi Zhong, come forward."
As Shui Linglong’s voice fell, the square immediately quieted, all eyes turning to Shi Zhong.
Shi Zhong stepped forward, walking to the base of the Martial Champion Stele. His stride was confident, a hint of pride visible in his eyes.
HAH!
With a loud shout, black Gang Qi erupted from Shi Zhong’s palm. He leaped into the air, using his arm as a brush to write quickly.
A moment later, the characters for "Shi Zhong" appeared on the lowest tier of the Martial Champion Stele. The bold script, seemingly supported by five-colored auspicious clouds, radiated a brilliant light.
At the same time, a stream of golden light shot out from the Martial Champion Stele and entered Shi Zhong’s body.
The students from the Four Great Schools gazed at the names on the Martial Champion Stele, their eyes filled with envy.
Seeing Luo Feng’s puzzled expression, Zi Hongyuan explained, "That golden light is the source power of Sky Mountain’s core Formation. Only those who receive the Formation’s blessing can enter it to cultivate."
So that’s how it is. Luo Feng nodded, realizing why only ten people could enter the core Formation to cultivate each year.
Zhou Zhiyun pursed her lips and smiled. "Not only that, the top Martial Champion receives a special reward."
"A special reward?" Luo Feng raised an eyebrow.
"You’ll know soon enough." Zhou Zhiyun simply smiled and said no more.
Luo Feng’s eyes flickered for a moment, but he didn’t ask further. It certainly wouldn’t be a bad thing.
After Shi Zhong, it was Bing Ruolan’s turn.
Bing Ruolan used her sword as a pen, and with a few swift strokes, inscribed her name onto the Martial Champion Stele, completing it in one fluid motion. Upon completion, a golden light also entered her body.
The students on the Martial Champion Stele stepped forward one by one.
"Luo Feng."
After Ye Siyi had finished, Shui Linglong turned her gaze to Luo Feng.
Luo Feng nodded and stepped forward.
Looking up, the massive Martial Champion Stele already bore names on its lower nine tiers. Only the highest tier remained blank. Under the setting sun, the nine names shone brilliantly, dreamlike and mesmerizing, faintly exuding an aura of majesty.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng lightly tapped his foot and leaped into the air. The Rage Flame Knife appeared noiselessly in his hand.
SWISH, SWISH, SWISH...
Flashes of the knife danced like dragons and coiling snakes, leaving stroke after stroke on the Martial Champion Stele.
SWISH!
Luo Feng executed the final stroke.
ROAR!
Suddenly, the Martial Champion Stele erupted with golden light that soared into the sky, twisting into the forms of a dragon and a tiger. They roared incessantly as powerful shockwaves spread in all directions, causing the entire Sky Feather Square to hum and tremble.
The dragon and tiger forms circled once in mid-air before plunging into Luo Feng’s head.
Luo Feng froze, his body stiffening on the spot.
A moment later, Luo Feng opened his eyes; they flashed with a brilliant light, like two bolts of lightning streaking through the void.
Luo Feng vaguely felt his mind become clear and his comprehension of Grand Momentum solidify considerably. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
Could this be the special reward for the top Martial Champion? Luo Feng frowned, then a look of pleasant surprise flashed in his eyes as a thought occurred to him. After achieving Minor Achievement of Great Trend, any further progress was incredibly difficult. This sudden improvement would save him at least several months of arduous cultivation!
"Sister, what was that?" Ye Xiaoshuang asked, looking at Luo Feng with a puzzled expression.
Ye Siyi looked at Luo Feng, a hint of envy in her beautiful eyes as she said, "Among the Golden Palace experts who originally set up the Sky Mountain Formation, there was a peak ninth-level True Yuan Realm Martial Artist who had achieved Great Achievement in Momentum. He left a sliver of his original True Intent within the Sky Mountain Formation. The top Martial Champion can comprehend this sliver of True Intent!"
