Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 753 - 751: Spirit and Flesh Unity

The night passed quickly.

「Early the next morning」

Luo Feng had just opened his eyes when he saw Yue Haitang walking over.

"You seem happy. Did something good happen?" Seeing the joyful smile on Yue Haitang’s handsome face, Luo Feng stood up and asked.

Yue Haitang remembered the conversation with his father the previous night. He learned that his mother hadn’t abandoned him but was in the Sword Tomb! The thought that he could see his mother again as soon as he stepped into the True Yuan Realm filled his heart with elation.

His gaze fell on Luo Feng. Without answering, Yue Haitang unsheathed his Red Dragon Purple Gold Sword and asked, "Luo Feng, how are your injuries? Can you cultivate now?"

Luo Feng was surprised by Yue Haitang’s eagerness after just one night. Feeling his Yuan Qi surge, he laughed and replied, "I could go three hundred rounds without a problem."

Since cultivating the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, Luo Feng’s constitution had been improving by leaps and bounds, and his recovery capabilities were extremely strong. Overnight, his sword wounds had mostly healed, leaving only faint marks.

Yue Haitang was astonished by Luo Feng’s robust physique. A smile spread across his face. He flicked his sword and said, "That’s great. I also need to cultivate diligently to reach the True Yuan Realm as soon as possible. Our spar yesterday was very beneficial. Shall we continue?"

"In that case, I won’t hold back."

Although he didn’t know the reason, Luo Feng could see Yue Haitang was serious. Saying no more, he took a step forward, his figure shooting out like an arrow. He threw a punch carrying the fierce gale of Wild Wind Scattering directly at Yue Haitang.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Yue Haitang’s eyes narrowed as three streaks of azure Sword Qi tore through the air towards him.

CLANG!

The Sword Qi clashed with Luo Feng’s fist’s Gang Qi, producing the sound of metal striking metal.

RIP!

A half-foot-long gash was torn in the sleeve of Luo Feng’s right arm, and Yue Haitang took a step back.

Such immense power! Yue Haitang felt a jolt inwardly. Overnight, the quality of Luo Feng’s Gang Qi has improved by a whole level. Yesterday, I could still hold the upper hand, but today it feels incredibly difficult.

This change confirmed what Luo Feng had said yesterday—that he needed pressure to improve his strength. He wasn’t lying, Yue Haitang thought, a faint smile touching his lips.

BUZZ!

As Yue Haitang brandished his sword, an astonishing Sword Intent surged from him. He gripped the sword with both hands, his bright eyes glinting with a sharp aura that seemed to emanate from the blade itself.

"Watch out! Chaotic Dance Under the Moon!"

SWISH!

His figure vanished. Yue Haitang moved like a colorful butterfly flitting among flowers, constantly flickering around Luo Feng. Every swing of his sword unleashed an incomparably sharp streak of azure Sword Qi.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

In an instant, the entire courtyard was filled with three-foot-long Sword Qi. The dazzling display made it difficult to distinguish their figures, and a sharp aura permeated the air.

CLANK! CLANK!

Fiery light flickered on Luo Feng’s palms as he used them like blades, deflecting the Sword Qi assaulting him from all directions.

The two figures crisscrossed, impossible to tell apart, only the continuous sound of clashing Gang Qi echoing through the courtyard.

On the high courtyard wall, Bing Hanbai had reappeared at some point. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, watching the two spar intensely. His sword-like eyebrows rose slightly, and a peculiar light finally flickered in his cold eyes.

「The sun rose and set, and a day passed quickly.」

By evening, when the two stopped cultivating, Luo Feng had dozens of new sword marks on his body, though the wounds were slightly shallower than the previous day’s.

That night, after eating the dinner Yue Haitang had sent over, Luo Feng wasted no time and immediately began practicing the Divine Dragon Nine Changes.

During this cultivation session, the sensation of Yuan Qi merging with his flesh and blood became even clearer. Luo Feng felt that with every Grand Circulation of Yuan Qi through his body, his flesh and blood grew more refined.

In his Divine Sense, his flesh and blood even seemed to glow with faint traces of golden light, brimming with boundless explosive power.

「On the morning of the third day, Yue Haitang once again arrived early in the courtyard.」

Luo Feng, with his powerful Soul Power, had intentionally or unintentionally pointed out flaws in Yue Haitang’s sword techniques over the past two days. Yue Haitang, a genius in the Sword Dao, benefited greatly. In just two days, the power of his Chaotic Moon Cloud Dance Sword Technique had increased by thirty percent. His Cultivation was now just a step away from the peak of the Fourth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Now, he anticipated their daily sparring sessions even more eagerly than Luo Feng.

"Good morning," Luo Feng greeted upon seeing Yue Haitang.

"Good morning." A smile appeared on Yue Haitang’s face. His bright eyes glanced into the courtyard, and he frowned slightly. "Bing Ruolan hasn’t woken up yet?"

"Mm," Luo Feng nodded. "Elder Hai came last night. Ruolan is recovering well. She should wake up in a day or two."

"That’s good. Otherwise, your eyebrows would have knitted together like two mountains."

Yue Haitang looked back at Luo Feng, then exclaimed in surprise, "Luo Feng, I sense your aura has grown stronger again. Did you break through?"

Luo Feng shook his head and said frankly, "My Cultivation hasn’t progressed much, but my Cultivation Technique has improved a little."

Yue Haitang was secretly astounded. What Cultivation Technique is Luo Feng practicing? How can it cause such a noticeable change in his aura overnight!

Without further questions, Yue Haitang’s figure flashed, and he appeared in the center of the courtyard. "I’ve also benefited greatly from cultivating these past two days. I should be able to break through soon. Let’s continue."

"Alright!" Luo Feng nodded, positioning himself ten steps in front of Yue Haitang.

At that moment, Yue Haitang’s eyebrows twitched. He turned his head, glancing at a figure that had appeared on the distant courtyard wall. "The Young Palace Master of the North Sea Ice Palace is here again. He seems quite concerned about you."

"Don’t mind him."

"Alright, let’s continue!"

CLANG!

The moment the words left his lips, the two figures clashed, palms and swords meeting in a flurry of blows.

For a time, their figures flickered throughout the courtyard, and shattered Qi Force tore the ground to pieces.

CLANG!

After several exchanges, they both retreated.

Yue Haitang looked at Luo Feng, his eyes flashing with astonishment. Yesterday, he could still suppress Luo Feng with his Swordsmanship, but now Luo Feng could meet his sword techniques barehanded, and Yue Haitang couldn’t gain any advantage.

"Again!" Luo Feng’s fighting spirit surged, his Jing Qi roiling within him. He took the initiative, his palm slicing through the air like a blade, exuding a sharp edge.

"Good!" As the First Young Master of Changxin Academy, Yue Haitang was also incredibly proud. Now, his competitive spirit ignited, a three-foot-long Sword Gang erupted from his sword, sharp and imposing.

WHOOSH!

He thrust his sword forward, and Wild Wind Scattering warped the air. It was Stars Arching Over the Moon, a move from the Chaotic Moon Cloud Dance Sword Technique. Boundless Sword Qi swept out, its fierce momentum spreading in all directions.

DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!

In an instant, sand and stones flew about the courtyard, obscuring their figures.

At this moment, the most astonished person was Bing Hanbai on the courtyard wall.

He had been there for three days, witnessing Luo Feng’s strength increase step by step. From being utterly defeated at first, Luo Feng could now fight Yue Haitang’s sword techniques barehanded using only crude moves, and his strength still seemed to be rapidly increasing. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

To think such a person exists in the world... Bing Hanbai mused, his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, a strange light in his eyes as he watched Luo Feng.

Luo Feng, however, felt his blood boil. As the fight intensified, he sensed a hot current rampaging through his body, as if something was about to burst forth. His attack speed increased, his hands moving like the wind, too fast for the naked eye to follow.

Yue Haitang’s expression grew increasingly solemn. He shifted from offense to defense, focusing all his concentration. The Red Dragon Purple Gold Sword danced like a ball of fiery light, tightly protecting his entire body.

DING DING DANG DANG...

Blasts of Qi Force flew everywhere as they fought in the courtyard, like two rapidly spinning hurricanes constantly colliding.

"Exhilarating!" At the peak of his excitement, Luo Feng let out a long cry, his figure darting towards Yue Haitang, his right palm chopping down through the air.

This is... Yue Haitang’s expression shifted. The Yuan Qi throughout his body seethed, and the aura of a late-Fourth Stage Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist erupted skyward, held back no longer.

BUZZ!

The sword blade vibrated, and a thick Sword Gang, several zhang long, extended from the Red Dragon Purple Gold Sword to meet the attack.

BOOM!

With a loud CRASH, Yue Haitang’s Red Dragon Purple Gold Sword was knocked from his grasp. His figure stumbled back repeatedly, his footing unsteady.

"Again!" Luo Feng felt utterly invigorated and launched another palm-blade strike at Yue Haitang.

Yue Haitang’s face paled, a look of terror in his eyes. He used all his strength to execute his Qinggong and retreated explosively, crying out in alarm, "Luo Feng!"

Luo Feng paused, startled to see Yue Haitang not raising his sword to defend. He was greatly alarmed, but his attack was already committed, and it was too late to pull back.

CRACK!

In the nick of time, a pillar of white light struck Luo Feng’s Palm Gang, deflecting his attack just slightly.

The palm-blade flashed past, slicing off a few strands of Yue Haitang’s hair before striking a decorative rockery in the courtyard.

BOOM!

The seven or eight-meter-high rockery trembled slightly, then suddenly split down the middle. The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. A massive crack extended for tens of meters before gradually vanishing.

Yue Haitang stared at the palm, now inches from his face, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Luo Feng, also startled, grabbed Yue Haitang’s shoulders and roared, "Haitang, what were you thinking! Why didn’t you use your sword? Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? I almost..."

Seeing Luo Feng’s frantic expression, Yue Haitang’s bright eyes flickered. A faint smile touched the corners of his lips as he let out a soft breath. "You really don’t know?"

"Know what?" Luo Feng looked puzzled.

A wry smile appeared on Yue Haitang’s face as he lifted his right hand, the one holding the sword.

His right hand was still trembling uncontrollably; just gripping the sword was the utmost he could manage.

How could this be... Luo Feng was taken aback. He had suppressed his Cultivation to the late Fourth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm and hadn’t used any Martial Arts or weapons. Their strengths should have been comparable.

"Look..." Yue Haitang pointed to the practice square beside them.

Luo Feng turned to look and couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.

The ground of the practice square outside the courtyard was covered in crisscrossing gashes, the shallowest of them a foot deep!

"Although I hate to admit it, facts are facts. Even without using Martial Arts or a weapon, your strength has far surpassed mine. I finally understand how you were able to defeat Yi Tian. It seems none of it was a coincidence."

Looking at the ravaged practice square, Yue Haitang was also somewhat surprised. He turned to Luo Feng, his face full of admiration.

Luo Feng frowned slightly and clenched his fists. He felt an incredibly powerful force hidden within his body, threatening to erupt. He exclaimed, "Could this be..."

"This is Spirit and Flesh Unity, the realm that countless Tempering Body Martial Artists pursue."

WHOOSH!

Just then, with a rush of displaced air, Bing Hanbai appeared beside them.