Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 785 - 783: The Center of Attention, Sinister Intentions

SQUEAK!

Footsteps approached quickly. The door to the private room was pushed open, and a waiter bowed as he walked in. Seeing the young swordsman, he respectfully said, "Young Master, why are you still here?"

The young swordsman put down his wine glass and gave the waiter a casual glance. "What's happened outside? Why is it so noisy?"

The waiter approached, refilled the wine glass on the table, and smiled. "It turns out that sir doesn't know; something big has happened outside."

"What happened?"

"The New Dragon Ranking's fifty-first, 'Little Golden Sword' Duan Lin, is going to duel Luo Feng. Everyone who got the news has gone to watch."

The young swordsman furrowed his brows. The sharp light in his eyes, as piercing as a sword, scanned the waiter's face. He intoned in a deep voice, "Which Luo Feng?"

"That... is the rumored Linglong Hall disciple, Luo Feng, who defeated Yi Tian, the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion..."

Just a casual glance seemed to place the waiter on a chopping block. He started sweating profusely, his legs trembling.

"It's him!"

Upon hearing this, the young swordsman put down his wine glass. The brilliance in his eyes flickered wildly in the void, like a thunderbolt tearing through the night sky, illuminating the private room for an instant.

"I need to see this."

A cold smile touched his lips. The young swordsman grabbed the red treasure sword from the table, his figure flashed, turning into a ray of fiery light, and shot out the window.

"Sir, the... the bill..."

The waiter looked up. Seeing the room empty, he immediately gathered his courage and shouted.

BANG!

A cold light flew in from the window. The waiter only felt a chill on his cheek. When he looked back, he was so frightened he fell to the floor.

Embedded in the middle of the hard obsidian wall was a gold ingot, surrounded by alarming, large cracks...

On the wide street a hundred meters south of the Linxian Building, Luo Feng and Duan Lin stood opposite each other. The streets around them were packed with people as far as the eye could see, and even the sky was filled with figures. Thousands had gathered.

Those who received news of Luo Feng and Duan Lin's duel had rushed over immediately. Luo Feng had defeated Yi Tian, the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion, and was at the peak of his popularity. His opponent was the New Dragon Ranking's fifty-first, 'Little Golden Sword' Duan Lin. No one wanted to miss this duel.

On a tall building, a figure stood looking at Luo Feng, his expression suddenly darkening. If Lanyu were here, she would certainly recognize this man as Cui Bo, the leader of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group—one of the three largest adventure groups in Red Valley City—who had previously crossed swords with Luo Feng.

Behind Cui Bo stood a long-faced middle-aged man: Song Fei, a patron of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group. He was once a famous archer in the rtiad, whose Blood-Condensing Shadow Arrow technique had killed countless masters.

So he's Luo Feng...

Cui Bo's gaze skimmed over the crowd and landed on Luo Feng. His sharp features turned somewhat gloomy, a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself, This man is an elder of the Green Flame Adventure Group. At such a young age, he has defeated Yi Tian; his future achievements are boundless. If he is allowed to mature, the Green Flame Adventure Group will surely soar. Where will there be a place for me in Red Valley City then...

Thinking of this, Cui Bo turned to the long-faced middle-aged Martial Artist with a longbow on his back and said in a deep voice, "Elder Song Fei, are you confident you can kill Luo Feng?"

The long-faced Martial Artist known as Song Fei glanced at Luo Feng, frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "If he is injured, I am ninety percent sure I can shoot him dead."

"Good! Find an opportunity to kill him. Be careful not to let anyone notice," Cui Bo said, a chilling intent emanating from him.

"I will be risking my life for this. Upon completion, I want one hundred thousand second-grade Yuan Stones as reward."

The long-faced Martial Artist remained expressionless, but his tone was unyielding.

One hundred thousand second-grade Yuan Stones!

A knot of dread tightened in Cui Bo's chest. One hundred thousand second-grade Yuan Stones was practically all the current wealth of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group!

Thinking of the enormous threat Luo Feng posed, Cui Bo gritted his teeth, a ruthless light flashing in his eyes. "Fine! As long as you can kill him, you'll get one hundred thousand second-grade Yuan Stones, not one less!"

"Hmph."

The long-faced Martial Artist merely nodded. A Black Wind swirled through the air, and by the time Cui Bo focused his gaze, the man was gone from behind him.

Turning his head, Cui Bo's gaze fell on Luo Feng, a savage, cold smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Luo Feng, you are as good as dead!

Although Song Fei was only a Martial Artist at the early sixth stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, the martial arts he practiced were extremely adept at ambushes. In the past, he had shot and killed countless opponents with higher cultivation levels than himself. It was only because he had amassed too many enemies that he eventually became a patron of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group.

Since Song Fei said he was ninety percent sure, Luo Feng was undoubtedly doomed!

"Luo Feng, it's too late for you to regret it now." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

On the street, Duan Lin stood twenty paces in front of Luo Feng, glancing at the surrounding crowd with a smug expression.

If I can defeat Luo Feng in front of so many people, my reputation will surely soar, and I'll also be able to shame him severely.

Luo Feng's face showed no particular expression as he replied lightly, "I'm afraid the one who should regret is not me."

At his words, Duan Lin's face darkened. A strong, fierce aura emanated from him as he looked at Luo Feng and sneered, "In the previous New Dragon Ranking, I was fifty-first, and Yi Tian was merely sixty-third. Do you really think I'm as easy to deal with as him?"

Luo Feng lifted his eyelids slightly, his calm voice unwavering. "Talk is useless, no matter how impressive. Let's begin. We'll soon see who isn't up to the challenge."

If this had been ten-odd days ago, I indeed wouldn't have been Duan Lin's match. But today, having broken through to the sixth stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm and achieved Great Accomplishment in the first stage of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, my strength has long surpassed what it once was.

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish! Prepare to be bedridden for three months!" Duan Lin sneered frostily.

CLANG!

As he spoke, a precious sword appeared in Duan Lin's hand, its blade reflecting a chilling light in his eyes.

The next moment, Duan Lin's body bent slightly and then sprang forward. His speed instantly reached its peak, his sword extending a golden Sword Gang that left a trail of brilliant afterimages as it shot straight for Luo Feng.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH...

This simple strike, however, exuded a sense of endlessness, as if a mountain of blades was bearing down. The fearsome sharpness caused the surrounding Martial Artists watching the battle to instinctively shrink their necks.

"That's the Sky Sword Pavilion's Mountain Cave Heaven Swordsmanship!"

Among the spectators, some with excellent eyesight recognized the swordsmanship Duan Lin displayed at a glance.

"Duan Lin's Mountain Cave Heaven Sword technique should have already reached the fifth stage," Ling Qingwu observed calmly, looking at the dazzling golden light.

Hearing this, Lanyu, beside her, couldn't help but bite her red lip, her bright eyes fixed on Luo Feng, a hint of nervousness appearing within them.

The Mountain Cave Heaven Sword was a Profound Level supreme martial art of the Sky Sword Pavilion. This swordsmanship was a true killing art; every move was relentless and overwhelmingly fierce. It was incredibly difficult to cultivate, but its power surpassed other swordsmanship of the same grade, making it hard to withstand.

It was said that upon cultivating it to the ninth stage of Great Accomplishment, one could manifest the intent of a mountain of swords. A single strike would be accompanied by ten thousand phantom swords, its might unparalleled in the world!

For Duan Lin to use such a deadly opening move, his malicious intentions were obvious.

Faced with the overlapping, fierce Sword Gang, Luo Feng remained calm, his figure like an unshakeable boulder, utterly unmoved.

HUM!

When the Sword Gang closed to within three meters, the Yuan Qi around his body suddenly surged, and he threw a punch.

"Break!"