Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 717 - 715: Defeating the Enemy with a Single Slash
Watching the four men groaning on the ground, most people present were dumbstruck, unsure of what had just transpired. They had only seen three Martial Artists charge at the masked young man like a thunderbolt before being critically injured and forced to retreat. The one besieged was unharmed; instead, those who attacked were now seriously injured and unable to rise. No one could fathom the mystery behind this outcome.
Only a few discerning individuals had clearly seen what happened and now looked at Luo Feng with slightly grave expressions. The combined attack of the three Martial Artists had failed to break through the masked young man’s Protective Gang Energy; instead, they were thrown back, vomiting blood. To repel and seriously injure a first-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist merely with Protective Gang Energy indicated that this person’s Yuan Qi was unimaginably profound. His strength had to be at least that of a third-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist.
"It’s your turn. Make your move."
Having neatly repelled the three, Luo Feng turned his gaze to the noble young man nearby.
Facing Luo Feng’s gaze, a hint of apprehension flickered in the noble young man’s eyes. However, unwilling to lose face before the crowd, his eyes narrowed fiercely as he said coldly, "Hmph, you think you’ve got me figured out?"
With that, he took a step forward.
BOOM!
The ground beneath him caved in and shattered as a powerful momentum erupted from the noble young man’s body.
Late-stage Third Level Spiritual Rotation Realm!
Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the noble young man, the nearby crowd drew a collective sharp breath. They suddenly remembered that although this man was a profligate, his cultivation talent was undeniable. Admitted to the Yuangang Hall of the Golden Palace at seventeen, he had reached the Spiritual Rotation Realm that same year. Now, not yet twenty, he was already a late-stage, third-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist! His strength was truly unfathomable.
Glancing at Luo Feng, the noble young man clasped his hands behind his back and sneered, "You cur, how dare you act so presumptuously before me? You’ve injured my four subordinates; today, I’ll break all your limbs."
WHOOSH!
The moment his words fell, a ferocious grin spread across the noble young man’s face as he leaped into the air.
In mid-air, the noble young man extended his hand.
ZING!
A soft hum resonated through the sky as a green sword, shimmering with faint spiritual light, landed in the noble young man’s hand, its sharp edge glinting.
"Wind Roll Tide!"
With a low shout, the air around the noble young man surged violently, as if countless sharp Sword Qi swirled ceaselessly about him. Gripping the sword in his right hand, his eyes flashed as he brought it slashing down from the sky.
"That’s the Fierce Wind Roaring Cloud Swordsmanship from Yuangang Hall!"
"What powerful sword momentum!"
Those with discerning eyes nearby recognized the Martial Art the noble young man was using. The Fierce Wind Roaring Cloud Swordsmanship was a technique from Yuangang Hall, a Profound Level intermediate Martial Art. When executed, its sword momentum was like raging, endlessly layered waves. In a direct confrontation, its power was comparable to Profound Level superior Martial Arts—quite formidable indeed.
For a moment, none of the spectators believed Luo Feng could withstand this strike.
SWOOSH!
Above the street, piercing screeches filled the air. Countless Sword Qi, like a raging tide, converged around the noble young man, forming a Sword Qi torrent over ten meters long. With a deafening rumble, it bore down on Luo Feng, threatening to annihilate everything in its path.
Luo Feng’s expression remained calm, his right hand gripping the hilt of the fine iron saber at his back.
"Slice!"
A simple, direct slash, yet it carried a majestic and continuous momentum. The thick Saber Qi surged upward, stirring the airflow for a thousand meters, like a frenzied, wrathful dragon rushing towards the layered Sword Qi.
BOOM!
Amidst the deafening roar, the entire street trembled slightly. The sharp waves of Sword Qi were instantly torn apart by the Saber Qi, vanishing in the blink of an eye. The residual Saber Qi slashed heavily onto the noble young man’s Protective Gang Energy. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
SPLAT!
The Protective Gang Energy shattered. The elegant young man vomited fresh blood, and a bone-deep wound from the Saber Qi appeared on his left shoulder. His clothes were shredded to pieces by the sharp Saber Qi.
THUD!
Suffering such severe injuries, the elegant young man couldn’t maintain his balance and crashed heavily to the ground, covered in blood, an utterly wretched sight.
The entire street fell into an eerie silence. All eyes were fixed on the black-masked young man, their faces etched with astonishment.
"Defeating his opponent in a single blow! Even the Fierce Wind Roaring Cloud Swordsmanship couldn’t hinder him in the slightest! What level of Cultivation is required to achieve this?"
"The most frightening part is that he didn’t even use any specific Martial Arts. What he employed just now was merely a basic Saber Technique."
"Judging by his age, he should be only fifteen or sixteen, yet he possesses such strength! When did our Canglang Dynasty produce such a young and talented Saber man? His power is enough to contend with the experts on the New Dragon List of the Six Southern Domains."
"Perhaps he isn’t from our Canglang Dynasty."
"Hmm, Luo Feng’s duel with Yi Tian is in a day. Many experts have gathered around the Imperial City recently; he’s probably a young talent from another kingdom."
"Speaking of young Saber men, this year’s Martial Champion of the Six Southern Domains, Luo Feng, is also a Saber Cultivator, and he comprehended the Grand Momentum at a young age. In terms of potential, he shouldn’t be inferior to this person," a Martial Artist suddenly remarked.
"Luo Feng’s potential is indeed good, but he dared to challenge Yi Tian, the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion. I’m afraid he doesn’t have long to live."
Among the onlookers, there was no shortage of discerning experts who recognized the extraordinary nature of that slash at a glance, and discussions rippled through the crowd.
Of everyone present, only two people were not surprised: a young man from the Wild tribe drinking wine in the distance, and Qing Ling.
CLANG!
Sheathing his fine iron saber, Luo Feng glanced at the elegant young man on the ground and walked over, step by step.
Meeting Luo Feng’s gaze, a trace of fear flashed in the elegant young man’s eyes. Yet, certain that no one in Yellow Mountain Town would dare to harm him, he feigned calmness and shouted, "What do you want?! I am the son of the town’s guardian! You..."
BOOM!
Before he could finish speaking, a terrifying surge of power slammed into him.
The elegant young man screamed as his body gouged a trench dozens of meters long in the street, only stopping when he crashed into a building and fainted.
"If only you knew what you know now."
Kicking the young man away, Luo Feng, his expression indifferent, looked at the four Martial Artists. "Take your master and disappear from my sight immediately."
"Yes... We’ll leave right away!"
Faced with Luo Feng’s gaze, the faces of the four injured Martial Artists changed drastically. Ignoring their injuries, they scrambled to the elegant young man, lifted him, and fled desperately until they vanished from sight.
"Young Hero," the hair accessory stall owner, who had just recovered from his stupor, quickly approached. "That Li Xuyuan is the son of the town’s guardian and has connections to Qingyun Mansion. You’ve injured him; this is no small matter. You should leave Yellow Mountain Town as soon as possible." He had approached after seeing Li Xuyuan’s group disappear. Today, because of that noble young man, he had lost everything and hated him to the core. Seeing Luo Feng teach him a harsh lesson filled him with immense satisfaction and deep admiration for the young hero.
"Mm, thank you for the warning."
Luo Feng nodded. Seeing the crowd gradually growing, he knew it would be difficult to extricate themselves if they delayed. He said to Qing Ling, "Qing Ling, let’s leave this place."
Qing Ling nodded and followed Luo Feng as they headed towards the outskirts of the town.
