Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 678 - 676: Outclassed

BOOM!

A ferocious crimson fist projection erupted, stirring chaos in the natural energy of the world. The four martial artists of the Blood Roar Adventure Group had no chance to dodge before they were struck, sent flying, and spewing blood.

"This... such potent fist energy! He defeated four Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists in a single blow."

"Who would have guessed? This young man, at such a tender age, is actually a mid-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist. Could he be a disciple of the Golden Palace?"

"He must be. Only Golden Palace disciples possess such strength. Given his age and cultivation, he’s surely no unknown. He might even have the potential to contend for the New Dragon List in the future. I wonder which Golden Palace’s rising star he is..."

The spectators, all Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists, naturally had sharp eyes. They immediately recognized the unusual nature of Luo Feng’s strength.

Among everyone present, the most astounded were the two remaining martial artists from the Blood Roar Adventure Group.

They clearly remembered that just ten days ago, this young man was only at the pinnacle of the Third Spirit Rotations in cultivation.

This brat must have hidden his true strength back then...

The black-clad martial artist, their leader, stared intently at Luo Feng, his expression grim.

To advance from the pinnacle of the Third Spirit Rotations to the mid-stage Four Spirit Rotations in a mere ten days was simply unbelievable!

"Captain Xing, what do we do now?"

The other young martial artist from the Blood Roar Adventure Group looked at Luo Feng, swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly.

The black-clad martial artist snapped out of his stupor, glanced at the corpses on the ground, and waved his hand. "Release the Blood Cloud Bullet! Notify the Group Leader!"

"Alright!"

As he spoke, the young martial artist quickly retrieved a dark-red iron pellet from his storage ring and flicked it upwards.

WHOOSH!

A streak of blood-red light shot into the sky, exploding above.

A massive blood-red glow coalesced in mid-air, lingering like a blood-red scorching sun.

Luo Feng looked up at the blood-red light, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"That’s the Blood Roar Adventure Group’s Blood Cloud Bullet!"

"They were already using their numerical advantage to bully the few, and now they even have to resort to the Blood Cloud Bullet. These people have completely disgraced the Blood Roar Adventure Group."

"These past few days, I’ve seen many members of the Blood Roar Adventure Group; I even encountered ’Bloody Foot’ Qiu Yue. If they see the Blood Cloud Bullet, they should be rushing over soon."

"Qiu Yue is a late-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist. And it’s said the Blood Roar Adventure Group even has an elder in their service who is an early-stage Fifth Spirit Rotations martial artist. If either of those two arrives, this young man will truly be in danger."

Seeing the dazzling blood-light in mid-air, the nearby martial artists all wore expressions of astonishment.

The black-clad martial artist’s face was savage and grim. He stared at Luo Feng and sneered coldly, "Kid, once they see this Blood Cloud Bullet, nearby Blood Roar Adventure Group martial artists will flock here. You won’t escape this time!"

Luo Feng withdrew his gaze, his expression calm. With his strength, if he had wished to prevent it, the two before him would never have had the chance to release the Blood Cloud Bullet.

However, he chose not to.

Having just broken through to a new realm and cultivated the first transformation of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, Luo Feng wanted to test his current strength. This was a perfect opportunity.

Besides, it was time to settle the score with the Blood Roar Adventure Group.

Seeing Luo Feng’s indifference, the black-clad martial artist assumed he was looking for a chance to escape. He sneered at the young martial artist next to him and said, "We attack together! As long as we can delay him for a moment, the Group Leader and the others will arrive soon. That will be his doom."

The black-clad martial artist was an early-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist. He was confident that if they were careful, the two of them combined could delay Luo Feng for a short while.

As his words fell, the two immediately employed their Qinggong, darting in front of Luo Feng to block his path.

"Courting death."

Luo Feng looked at the overconfident black-clad martial artist, a cold smile playing on his lips, and threw another punch.

The fist technique, the Eight Wildernesses Dominating Flame Fist, unleashed a surging Gang Qi like a torrent of fire, fierce and filled with explosive, domineering power.

BANG!

Amidst the loud sound, a thick, crimson fist projection roared out. It twisted and coiled like a crimson tornado, seemingly intent on pulverizing everything in its path.

The black-clad martial artist’s expression changed drastically. Before the fist projection even neared, the chilling killing intent made his entire body cold. He finally realized the gap between Luo Feng and himself was not merely a single minor realm! Despite decades in the martial world, he had never experienced such terrifying pressure.

"Heavy Mountain Strength!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the black-clothed martial artist’s body sank. Black light erupted around him, forming illusory mountain shadows, nearly ten zhang high, stabilizing the space around him.

The multiple shadows, like overlapping mountain peaks, oppressed the surrounding space until it creaked, appearing extremely solid.

BANG!

The instant the mountain-shaped Gang Qi formed, a massive explosion resounded. The fist projection crushed the illusory mountain shadows, distorting and deforming them until, with a pop, they completely shattered.

BANG!

The black-clad martial artist was blasted backward, crashing heavily into the ground and leaving a large crater.

"You... How is this possible!"

Pointing at Luo Feng, the black-clad martial artist trembled all over, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He couldn’t believe he couldn’t withstand even a single punch! Even if his opponent was a mid-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist, he shouldn’t have been defeated so easily. That overwhelming strength was like an insurmountable wall, crushing any thought of resistance.

The other martial artists nearby were also dumbstruck. The Blood Roar Adventure Group was quite well-known in Red Valley City, and many recognized the black-clad martial artist.

This man was one of the core members of the Blood Roar Adventure Group, an early-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist. The Heavy Mountain Extreme Cloud Power he cultivated was a mid-grade Profound Level martial art, famous for its outstanding defensive capabilities. Even when facing a mid-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist, he should have been able to withstand dozens of blows if he went all out. To be defeated in a single strike was baffling.

Luo Feng caught the shock on the black-clad martial artist’s face and sneered.

Even when he was at the pinnacle of the Third Spirit Rotations, he could slay a high-grade fifth-level Demon Beast, equivalent in strength to a mid-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist. What more an early-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist like this one.

However, his opponent wasn’t weak, to have survived one punch.

"Take another punch!"

The feud with the Blood Roar Adventure Group could not be resolved peacefully. Luo Feng naturally wouldn’t show mercy.

Channeling his Yuan Qi, Luo Feng struck down from above with another punch.

The crimson fist projection surged like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, charging toward the black-clad martial artist. The mere shockwaves from the fist projection cracked the ground around him into large fissures.

With a loud BOOM, the black-clad martial artist’s cry of alarm, along with his body, were blasted deep into the ground by the ferocious fist projection.

"AH!"

All this happened in a flash. Witnessing the black-clad martial artist’s brutal death, the last young martial artist screamed in terror. He desperately activated all his Yuan Qi and fled into the distance, covering several hundred meters in an instant.

Glancing back, he saw Luo Feng’s figure still standing in the original spot, showing no intention of pursuing. The young martial artist breathed a sigh of relief. But at that very moment, he suddenly felt a terrifying heat sear his chest. Looking down, he saw a hole the size of a washbasin had appeared on his chest, the surrounding flesh charred black...

HAAH...

Slaying the last man with a single punch, Luo Feng exhaled, his figure landing softly on the ground. He thought to himself,

Now, martial artists below the mid-stage Four Spirit Rotations pose no threat to me. Regrettably, these people are too weak, and I didn’t even need to use my full strength.

Shaking his head, Luo Feng waved his hand, collecting the storage rings from the few corpses.

An eerie silence descended upon the surroundings. The martial artists watching nearby stared fixedly at Luo Feng, somewhat at a loss for how to express their inner shock.

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached, and four figures walked up to Luo Feng.

"Young hero, what skill! That man was Xing Yuan of the Blood Roar Adventure Group, a ruthless killer responsible for the deaths of many lone adventurers. To think you killed him in two punches today! I, Lu Qing, am deeply impressed!"

A young man stopped before Luo Feng, cupping his fist with a smile.

The young man was about twenty years old, with thick eyebrows and large eyes. He carried a large saber on his back, about two palms wide, which looked incredibly heavy.

Beside the young man were two other men and one woman, all of similar age.

Mindful of the saying ’one doesn’t hit a smiling face,’ Luo Feng smiled and said, "You all flatter me."

The young woman in a blue dress, Lanyu, holding a bow and arrows, pursed her lips into a slight smile. "Young Master, you are truly modest and polite. If I weren’t a few years older than you, I might have developed feelings for you."

Luo Feng looked slightly taken aback, which brought smiles to the faces of the two men nearby.

The thick-browed young man glared at the young woman. "Lanyu!"

Lanyu stuck out her pink tongue and pouted her red lips. "I was just joking. The leader is so stuffy."

Luo Feng looked at the group, let out a breath, and said with a wry smile, "Everyone, is there something you need from me?"

These four were not weak. The thick-browed young man was a mid-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist, and the other three were Third Spirit Rotations martial artists. However, Luo Feng sensed no hostility from them.

Hearing Luo Feng’s question, the thick-browed young man’s expression grew slightly serious. He nodded and said, "Little brother, that was a Blood Cloud Bullet the Blood Roar Adventure Group martial artist released. As soon as they see this signal, all nearby Blood Roar Adventure Group members will rush over."

Lanyu’s expression also turned serious. Her beautiful eyes fixed on Luo Feng as she said, "These past few days, we’ve seen many Blood Roar Adventure Group martial artists rampaging in this area. They’re probably looking for you. You should leave here immediately; otherwise, it will be extremely dangerous when they arrive."

Luo Feng hadn’t expected them to come to warn him. He thought for a moment and asked, "Why do you want to help me?"

The thick-browed young man replied, "The Blood Roar Adventure Group acts tyrannically, often engaging in murder and robbery in this region. To be frank, a friend of ours died at their hands. But their group is too powerful, and we are no match for them, so we’ve had to swallow our anger. Today, you killed six of them, and we feel vindicated."

"I see."

Luo Feng nodded slightly and cupped his hands. "Thank you all for the warning. However, I don’t plan to leave."

"Why?"

Lanyu’s delicate brows furrowed. Seeing Luo Feng’s expression, she asked, "Are you planning to fight them? You absolutely mustn’t!"

"The strength of the Blood Roar Adventure Group is not to be trifled with. The entire group has nearly a hundred Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists, five of whom are Four Spirit Rotations martial artists, and their leader, ’Bloody Foot’ Qiu Yue, is a late-stage Four Spirit Rotations martial artist!"

Taking a breath, Lanyu continued, "Moreover, this man had a fortuitous encounter. He obtained an extremely formidable Qinggong technique from somewhere. Ordinary martial artists often don’t even get a chance to make a move before they are decapitated."

The thick-browed young man also chimed in, "Furthermore, rumor has it there’s a Fifth Spirit Rotations martial artist backing the Blood Roar Adventure Group! A gentleman’s revenge is not too late even after ten years. Little brother, you should leave quickly before it’s too late."

Just as Luo Feng was about to speak, suddenly, bursts of blood-red light flared in the sky above the nearby forest.

"Not good, they’re here!"

Seeing the brilliant blood-red lights flaring in the sky, the expressions of the thick-browed young man and his three companions changed drastically.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH...

Sharp whistling sounds filled the air as dozens of figures appeared in the sky, approaching at extreme speed.

"None of you will be leaving."

From the horizon, a massive streak of blood-red light, accompanied by booming sounds, roared towards them. The figure enveloped within was Qiu Yue, the leader of the Blood Roar Adventure Group whom Luo Feng had encountered before.

BOOM!

The blood-red light moved with incredible speed. A moment ago it was a kilometer away; in the blink of an eye, it arrived above the mountainside, landing a few dozen paces in front of Luo Feng.

His gaze swept the area. Upon seeing the corpses of several Blood Roar Adventure Group members, Qiu Yue’s face filled with a frosty killing intent. His eyes fixed on Luo Feng’s group, finally stopping on the thick-browed young man.

"Cloud Blade Lu Qing, I never thought you’d dare meddle in my affairs! I should have left you four and your friend Yuan Lin in the Red Dragon Mountain Range to be fed to the Demon Beasts back then!"

"Qiu Yue, don’t push us too far!"

The thick-browed young man’s face turned ashen, his clenched fists trembling slightly.

At this moment, the martial artists from the Blood Roar Adventure Group arrived in force—sixty or seventy of them—forming a massive encirclement that trapped the five individuals.

"So what if I bully you? Blame your own weakness. Rest assured, today I’ll send the four of you to reunite with your friend."

Qiu Yue stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his triumphant laughter echoing through the mountain peaks.

Shifting his gaze slightly, Qiu Yue looked at Luo Feng, veins throbbing on his forehead, and said in a grim voice, "As for you, you dared to kill my brother! I’ll make you wish you were dead!"

Facing Qiu Yue’s aggressive glare, Luo Feng’s expression remained cold. He said calmly, "Your brother tried to kill me. He was less skilled and ended up killed by me. What has that to do with me?"

Hearing this, the thick-browed young man and his three companions glanced at Luo Feng in surprise.

None of them had expected Luo Feng to remain so calm in such a dire situation.

Even they, who had roamed the martial world for years, couldn’t maintain such composure. They felt a secret admiration for him.

"A fine ’less skilled’ indeed!"

Qiu Yue narrowed his eyes, the cold glint within them like swords, his entire being radiating killing intent. "I hope you still have the nerve to say that later! Kill them! Kill all the men, capture the woman alive. A female Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist can still fetch a good price in Yuan Stones in Red Valley City."

"You dare oppose our Blood Roar Adventure Group? Attack!"

"Kill!"

The Blood Roar Adventure Group martial artists roared, their bodies erupting with chilling killing intent. The dozen or so closest to the front charged out.

Seeing the approaching Blood Roar Adventure Group members, the thick-browed young man’s face tensed. He drew the large saber from his back and said to Luo Feng, "Little brother, let’s break out together!"

Lanyu nocked her bow, three Flame Yuan Gang arrows instantly materializing on the string, her eyes cold. The other two martial artists also drew their weapons.

Just as a clash was imminent, Luo Feng suddenly reached out, stopping the thick-browed young man and his three companions. He took a step forward.

"You all stand back."