Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 597 - 595: Floating Snow Qixuan Strength
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM...
A sudden burst of crimson light, swift as lightning, plunged like a comet, smashing towards the small-eyed martial artist with a raging heatwave, its momentum astonishing.
Some nearby students with lower cultivation were shocked, their Qi and blood churning from the Yuan Qi fluctuation caused by the crimson light.
The small-eyed martial artist, sensing the terrifying power within the red radiance, paled drastically. If struck by this attack, death is inevitable!
Without any hesitation, the small-eyed martial artist abandoned his attack on Yue Haitang. His longsword erupted with fierce purple light; turning, he instantly thrust out over ten times, forming a screen of purple sword light to shield himself.
BANG!
The crimson light ruthlessly smashed into the purple sword light, causing a thunderclap-like explosion. The sword light shattered instantly, and the dazzling red radiance struck the small-eyed martial artist’s Protective Gang Energy.
SPLUTTER!
The Protective Gang Energy was instantly broken. The small-eyed martial artist let out a bloodcurdling scream, spitting out a large mouthful of blood as his body twisted and slammed onto the ground, rolling twenty to thirty meters. His clothes were tattered, his body covered in blood; he was clearly heavily injured.
CLANG!
The red radiance shattered. Three steps in front of Yue Haitang, a knife was plunged into the ground.
The knife was over four feet long, sporting a crimson blade from which a faint glow of flames emanated. Its hilt, designed with a tiger head pattern, was majestic and awe-inspiring, looking extremely imposing under the sunlight.
On the open ground, the nearby young students all stared in shock at the treasured knife embedded in the earth.
Even Yue Haitang, ranked eleventh in the Six Southern Domains summit, was no match for the small-eyed martial artist. But now, just a single knife strike had sent the small-eyed martial artist flying and vomiting blood! What terrifying power was required to achieve such a feat?
"This knife..."
Yue Haitang, snapping out of his shock, stared at the treasured knife stuck in the ground. His bright eyes flickered, a look of disbelief spreading across his face as he gazed up at the sky.
WHOOSH!
The sound of rushing wind grew louder. Everyone, as if by accord, lifted their gazes towards the same direction.
High in the sky, sunlight dyed the clouds gold. Amidst these ethereal clouds, a tall, slender figure emerged, surrounded by ten Qi Dragons breaking through. Despite his unassuming appearance, he exuded a piercing aura that inspired awe.
Yue Haitang’s clear eyes were fixed on the youth descending from the sky. The young man had a handsome face, still retaining a hint of youthfulness, yet his eyes were exceptionally sharp—deep and reserved, like the starry night sky.
Luo Feng...
A name leaped into his mind. Yue Haitang tightly pursed his lips, his gaze complex. He had never expected Luo Feng to appear at this very moment, much less to save him from this desperate crisis.
THUD!
Luo Feng came to a halt three steps in front of Yue Haitang.
His footfall shook the ground, and the Rage Flame Knife shot up from the earth, landing in his hand.
Holding the Rage Flame Knife, Luo Feng turned to look at Yue Haitang. Seeing his pale face and the bleeding wound on his left shoulder, he retrieved a pill. "This is a Green Spirit Regenerating Pill. Take it quickly."
Yue Haitang dazedly accepted the pill and looked up. "Luo Feng, why are you here?"
As far as he knew, Luo Feng, Bing Ruolan, and the others were supposed to be in Sky Frost City, hundreds of miles away.
"A few things happened. I suspected Yi Tian might move against you, so I was heading to Crack Stone City to inform you. I didn’t expect to run into Xin Wuyue and his group on the way."
Luo Feng glanced at Yi Tian opposite them and said coldly, "It seems I arrived just in time."
"..."
Yue Haitang looked at Luo Feng, his expression unreadable, but his clear eyes shone with a peculiar light. Since Luo Feng had run into Xin Wuyue, he should know Yi Tian was here. Despite knowing the danger, he still chose to stand here...
"How are you still alive!"
The small-eyed martial artist, his face covered in blood, stared at Luo Feng with wide, shocked eyes.
He had personally witnessed Yi Tian task Wei Kuang and Xu Zhan with killing Luo Feng. With their combined strength, he had been certain of their success. By all rights, Luo Feng should have become a nameless corpse in the wilderness by now. He had never fathomed that Luo Feng would suddenly appear.
What the small-eyed martial artist found hardest to accept was that he hadn’t even been able to withstand a single move from Luo Feng and had been gravely injured as a result.
Luo Feng looked at the small-eyed martial artist and sneered, "Seeing me, are you that surprised? You didn’t think I’d actually been killed, did you?"
Hearing this, the small-eyed martial artist’s expression faltered.
From Luo Feng’s words, it was clear Wei Kuang and Xu Zhan had already made their move. Yet here Luo Feng stood, perfectly unharmed!
Could they both have failed?
The thought flashed through the small-eyed martial artist’s mind, but he found it preposterous.
Xu Zhan was ranked ninth among the Ten Great Young Masters of the Southern Domains. Yi Tian had once said that Xu Zhan alone was sufficient to kill Luo Feng, to say nothing of having Wei Kuang, another Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist, with him.
How could they possibly have failed if they joined forces?
Luo Feng saw his disbelief but couldn’t be bothered to explain. The small-eyed martial artist’s understanding was clearly stuck half a month in the past.
But in this past half-month, his strength had advanced from the peak of the First Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm to the peak of the Second Level—a meteoric rise. His power was far beyond what it had been.
"Luo Feng... That’s Luo Feng! The one who ranked first in the initial assessment! How is he so strong!"
"Judging by the power of that knife strike just now, his strength is likely at the peak of the First Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, or even higher!"
"Peak of the First Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm! As far as I know, Xu Zhan, ranked ninth among the Ten Great Young Masters, is also at the peak of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Is he really that strong?"
Upon seeing Luo Feng, many of the nearby young students couldn’t help but cry out in shock, their voices erupting in discussion. None had imagined that the one to heavily injure the small-eyed martial artist with a single knife strike would be Luo Feng.
Yi Tian glanced at the heavily wounded small-eyed martial artist beside him, his cold gaze landing on Luo Feng.
"Luo Feng, it seems you truly are a dangerous individual. Given enough time, you would undoubtedly become a troublesome opponent."
Luo Feng rubbed his nose and said nonchalantly, "I’ll take that as a compliment."
Yi Tian’s eyes flashed, and he chuckled. "However, you won’t have a future. Today, you die here."
"Sorry, I don’t see it that way," Luo Feng replied calmly.
Yi Tian’s eyebrows arched slightly as he looked at Luo Feng, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "What? Are you thinking of fighting me? It’s not that I look down on you, but you wouldn’t be able to withstand even a single move from me."
"We’ll only know if we try."
Luo Feng spoke without servility or arrogance, the Yuan Qi within his body slowly circulating, his power quietly building.
He knew Yi Tian was powerful, but to make him bow his head? Impossible.
"Luo Feng, you... you should leave quickly. With your Qinggong skill, Yi Tian might not be able to catch you."
Yue Haitang suddenly grabbed Luo Feng’s arm. He believed Luo Feng’s future accomplishments would certainly not lose out to Yi Tian’s, but not now.
Luo Feng waved his hand, cutting Yue Haitang off, and said resolutely, "Since I’ve come, I don’t intend to leave alone."
"You..."
Yue Haitang was taken aback. His bright eyes gazed at Luo Feng’s profile, and within their dark depths, faint, undeniable ripples stirred.
"Relax," Luo Feng chuckled. "I still want to go to the Imperial City and meet that sister of yours whom I’ve never met. I won’t die here."
Yue Haitang bit his lip, lost in thought, unsure what to make of it.
"Luo Feng is going to fight Yi Tian!"
The nearby young students, sensing the tense atmosphere, all showed expressions of shock.
A sword-wielding martial artist exclaimed in disbelief, "Yi Tian is ranked forty-sixth on the New Dragon List, and Luo Feng actually has the audacity to fight him! Isn’t that too bold!"
"I think he’s completely lost his mind!"
These young students stared, dumbfounded. They too were young talents, usually proud and arrogant, but they understood when someone was out of their league. They wouldn’t even dare to entertain the thought of antagonizing Yi Tian, yet Luo Feng dared to challenge him!
HAHAHAHAHA... "Luo Feng, among all the people I know, you’re unremarkable in every other aspect. Only this courage of yours is second to none."
Yi Tian laughed as if he had heard the most hilarious joke in the world, his laughter undisguisedly filled with killing intent.
"Since that’s the case, I’ll let you understand just how foolish your actions are."
As his laughter still echoed, Yi Tian’s expression changed. A savage grin touched the corners of his mouth, the killing intent in his eyes suddenly flared, and his body erupted with a green radiance.
"Why is it so cold..."
Many of the young talents nearby couldn’t help but shiver.
In that instant, a bone-chilling cold enveloped them from all directions, penetrating their skin and boring deep into their flesh and blood.
Suddenly, large snowflakes, like goose feathers, began to fall, blanketing the thousand-foot radius centered on Yi Tian.
The sun was clearly still blazing in the sky, yet heavy snow had begun to fall, quickly covering the ground with a layer of snowflakes. Even stranger, these snowflakes weren’t white, but a pale green!
Some disciples with weaker cultivation even had a layer of white frost condense on their lips and eyebrows. They hurriedly circulated their Yuan Qi to barely withstand the pervasive, bone-chilling cold.
"That’s the Floating Snow Hall’s Floating Snow Qixuan Strength!" one of the more perceptive students exclaimed, looking at Yi Tian, who was enveloped in green light.
"The Floating Snow Hall’s Floating Snow Qixuan Strength is an upper-grade Profound Level martial art, on par with Linglong Hall’s Daluo Flame Illumination Art! This martial art is divided into seven levels, and with each level, the martial artist’s Yuan Qi displays a different color. It’s said that cultivating it to the seventh, purple stage allows one, upon unleashing it, to make snow fall for one li—an astonishing feat. Yi Tian’s Yuan Qi is green, meaning he has already cultivated the Floating Snow Qixuan Strength to the Fourth Level!"
"The Floating Snow Qixuan Strength can actually alter the weather! It’s truly formidable! No wonder Yi Tian is ranked forty-sixth on the New Dragon List!"
"Luo Feng is finished. The Floating Snow Qixuan Strength can even freeze a martial artist’s Yuan Qi. Against Yi Tian, he’ll be able to use at most fifty percent of his strength. There’s no need to even fight."
Feeling the bone-chilling cold around them, the nearby young students were all awestruck.
"The Fourth Level of the Floating Snow Qixuan Strength..."
Luo Feng looked at Yi Tian, his brow slightly furrowed. When he was with Yang Wanyi, he had heard from her about the Floating Snow Qixuan Strength and learned much about the Twelve Golden Palaces.
I hope Xin Wuyue and the others arrive soon...
Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng fully circulated the Yuan Qi in his body. He wasn’t arrogant enough to believe he could defeat a Fifth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm master; right now, he could only try to stall for time.
"Luo Feng, it’s too late for regrets now."
Yi Tian, noticing Luo Feng’s expression, gave a savage smirk and swiped his palm through the air. A torrent of green Qi Force erupted.
The green Qi Force was incredibly frigid; wherever it passed, the ground instantly froze, covered by a thin layer of ice crystals.
Luo Feng felt an icy aura wash over him, and it seemed as if his Yuan Qi circulation slowed considerably.
What incredible chill!
Luo Feng was shocked to the core. In this state, he feared he wouldn’t even be able to exert half his usual strength.
Just then, Luo Feng suddenly felt the crimson Yuan Qi within his Yuan Guan Acupoint and Dantian stir, generating faint traces of heat. In an instant, this warmth completely dispelled the frigid energy that had invaded his body.
What is this...
