Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 744 - 742: Song of Death
"Who is this person? Does she not value her life?"
All the surrounding Martial Artists’ gazes converged on the dilapidated fighting stage.
There, a figure stood ten steps in front of Luo Feng.
The figure was draped in a wide gray cloak, obscuring her face, but her physique appeared somewhat frail.
"I don’t know. It seems like she’s on Luo Feng’s side. She probably wants to save Luo Feng," someone speculated.
"Save Luo Feng? Judging by her aura, her cultivation is even below Luo Feng’s. She’s only at the Fourth Layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. What can she use to save him?"
"This... I’m only guessing."
The spectating Martial Artists, greatly surprised by the figure who had suddenly appeared before Luo Feng, began to whisper amongst themselves.
Luo Feng furrowed his brows slightly. For some reason, he found the person in front of him strangely familiar and was about to ask.
At that moment, Steward Zhao’s voice resonated.
"Whoever you are, get out of here right now! Otherwise, there will be no mercy!"
Steward Zhao stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a cold smile on his face, his eyes narrowed as he looked down upon the unexpected guest. His entire body brimmed with energy, concealing a potent killing intent.
Luo Feng took a deep breath, raised his Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, and said to the gray-cloaked figure, "Thank you for your kind intentions, but you’re no match for him. You should leave quickly."
The figure said nothing, only shaking her head with unusual determination.
"HUMPH!"
Upon seeing this, Steward Zhao snorted coldly. His voice, containing the Yuan Qi of a Seventh Layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist, even stirred up a whirlwind on the fighting stage.
"If that’s the case, then you can die with him!"
With a cold shout, Steward Zhao’s demeanor suddenly turned sharp and menacing. A murderous glint flashed in his eyes as he extended his right hand, which was bathed in boiling green light, and pressed it towards the void.
Instantly, an incredibly condensed Yuan Qi palm tore through the air, enveloping both the petite figure and Luo Feng.
Luo Feng’s expression turned grim, but he remained composed despite his alarm. He had already been gathering his strength and could barely manage to execute the Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber Technique a few more times.
Just then, suddenly.
BUZZ!
A peculiar ripple surged out from the petite figure’s body, and the entire fighting stage blazed with a brilliant Seven-Colored Mysterious Light.
Luo Feng’s heart trembled. He looked up towards the sky, his pupils constricting slightly as he murmured, "This is... Ruolan!"
The petite figure stood quietly in place, a phantom hovering in the void behind her.
The phantom was nearly three meters tall, with long, pale blue hair cascading to her waist, flowing like water ripples. Her skin was as soft and white as snow, and her delicate features bore a striking resemblance to Bing Ruolan. Instead of feet, she had a beautiful fishtail, its scales a dazzling seven-colored hue, shimmering brilliantly in the sunlight.
With the appearance of the beautiful mermaid, a terrifying pressure swept out in all directions!
"Ah! What is this? Such a powerful aura!"
"This oppressive aura is even stronger than that of the Cold Moon Marquis and Azure Cloud Marquis, who are currently fighting!"
Gazing at the sudden appearance of the mermaid phantom, the entire Phoenix Soaring Mountain erupted with gasps of astonishment; everyone was utterly shocked.
WHOOSH!
Beside the pond, Young Master Nangong, who had been leisurely seated on a white jade stone chair, shot to his feet, his face a mask of shock as he stared at the mermaid phantom on the fighting stage.
On the mountain peak, the stern-faced, blue-haired young man’s brow twitched, a hint of disbelief also flickering in his eyes.
At this moment, Bing Ruolan’s crystal-clear eyes shimmered with a mysterious seven-colored light. Facing the ferocious cyan Palm Gang that tore through the air towards her, her expression remained utterly calm. She raised her index finger and pointed it towards the void.
"Break!"
HUA!
As her voice sounded, the mermaid phantom in the void also raised its index finger. An intense Seven-Colored Mysterious Light burst from its eyes, seemingly on the verge of erupting, enveloping the entire pond in a dazzling array of colors.
SPLASH! In an instant, the entire pond began to churn violently. Several water currents, each several zhang thick, spiraled upwards like vicious flood dragons emerging from the sea, charging layer upon layer towards the cyan Palm Gang with the force of thunderbolts.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A series of thunderous explosions rocked the air. Six consecutive water columns relentlessly battered the cyan Palm Gang, finally grinding it into nothingness.
"She actually blocked it! How is this possible? She’s only at the Fourth Layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm!"
"She must be of the Xi Tribe! Look, the mermaid phantom behind her must be her awakened Sea Soul. That’s how she can display strength beyond her limits."
"Xi Tribe? That’s quite possible."
"No, that’s not right. I’ve never heard of any Xi Tribe member possessing such a Sea Soul. Besides, even a Xi Tribesman who has awakened their Sea Soul couldn’t possibly block Steward Zhao’s palm strike with only a Fourth Layer Spiritual Rotation Realm cultivation."
Everyone was stunned by the scene unfolding before them. Steward Zhao was a Seventh Layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist; even someone with Luo Feng’s strength had nearly failed to block a single strike from him. Yet this uninvited guest, with merely a Fourth Layer Spiritual Rotation Realm cultivation, had easily parried the attack. It was simply beyond comprehension.
Luo Feng gazed at the beautiful mermaid in mid-air, a thoughtful expression on his face.
Steward Zhao did not press the attack. For the first time, his expression turned grave. His previous palm strike had contained ninety percent of his power, yet it had been effortlessly blocked. What astounded him most was that the one who had parried it was merely a Martial Artist at the peak of the Fourth Layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm! "Let’s see how long you can last!"
A vicious glint flashed in his eyes. Steward Zhao took a step forward, his figure soaring into the air. His body blazed with boiling azure light, shining brilliantly, as he continuously struck out with both palms. One after another, massive, azure-cyan Yuan Qi hands furiously descended to kill.
"Careful!"
Seeing Bing Ruolan standing her ground without retreating, Luo Feng cried out a warning.
Just then, Bing Ruolan’s figure suddenly floated into mid-air. The beautiful mermaid behind her spread her slender, jade-like arms, her blue hair whipping in the air, and her small, rosy mouth opened slightly.
"Ah..."
A clear, melodious song flowed from the mermaid’s mouth. It was long and resonant, echoing through the mountains.
Upon hearing the singing, Luo Feng’s gaze narrowed. During the assessment in the Twelve Golden Palaces, he had heard the beautiful mermaid’s song before. Back then, it was as clear and gentle as water, like a secluded orchid in an empty valley, refreshing one’s spirit. But the song that now reached his ears was like the clang of sabers and halberds, filled with a desolate, chilling intent that struck fear into one’s heart.
GLUG! GLUG!
As the song began, the entire pond suddenly roiled with enormous bubbles, and massive shadows converged beneath the water’s surface.
BOOM! RUMBLE...
Suddenly, the water surface exploded! Countless shadows burst forth. Among them, three enormous golden figures flickered in and out of sight within the watery veil, exceptionally conspicuous. They were precisely the Water Kui gold pythons that had devoured Yi Tian earlier.
ROAR!
The three Water Kui gold pythons roared towards the heavens, their Demon Qi soaring. They opened their cavernous, blood-red maws and spewed out thick, grayish-white columns of water, forming a water wall that shielded Luo Feng and Bing Ruolan.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The water columns exploded, and the cyan Palm Gangs filling the sky also vanished completely.
PAT!
Bing Ruolan’s figure descended, landing lightly on the head of one Water Kui gold python. The continuous sound of water parting echoed around her as numerous underwater Demon Beasts—creatures whose mere name could make one pale—hovered indistinctly, as if paying homage.
"What! How is this possible!"
"Water Kui gold python, Water-Splitting Unicorn Eel, Three-Diamond Poisonous Stingray... So many powerful Demon Beasts!"
"These Demon Beasts aren’t attacking her; instead, they seem to be obeying her commands! Just who is she?!"
Countless pairs of eyes stared intently at Bing Ruolan, who stood amidst the throng of Demon Beasts, their faces etched with utter disbelief.
