Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 624 - 622: Defeating the Enemy with One Move
WHOOSH!
The afterimage faded, and Luo Feng appeared before Xiao Ye.
"Ah!"
Seeing Luo Feng suddenly materialize, Xiao Ye’s pupils dilated. He cried out in surprise, bracing himself to defend. However, before he could react, a fist carrying overwhelming pressure crashed toward him.
BANG!
His Protective Gang Energy shattered. Xiao Ye spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body arcing through the air as he was flung directly off the martial arts platform.
"You..."
Struggling to his feet, Xiao Ye stared at Luo Feng with wide eyes, his face alternating between shades of ashen and green, seemingly still unable to believe he had been defeated.
The spectators exchanged glances, their gazes on Luo Feng filled with awe.
One-move victory!
So far, aside from the top six of the Top Ten Young Martial Artists, only Luo Feng had maintained the record of winning with just one move.
"Sister, you’re amazing!"
Seeing Luo Feng win in a single move, just as Ye Siyi had predicted, Ye Xiaoshuang’s face flushed with excitement. Her large, bright eyes were fixed on Luo Feng on the martial arts platform. She furrowed her delicate brows. "He’s so fast! I couldn’t even see how he attacked."
Ye Siyi’s red lips curved into an alluring smile as she nodded. "In terms of Qinggong, among the Top Ten Young Martial Artists, no more than four can surpass him."
"And compared to you, Sister?" Ye Xiaoshuang turned back, her gaze curious.
Ye Siyi glanced at Luo Feng, a ripple in her beautiful eyes, but she didn’t answer. Strength isn’t just about Qinggong.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Luo Feng calmly descended the martial arts platform.
Hearing everyone praise Luo Feng, Xue Wu Qing became extremely annoyed. The more outstanding Luo Feng appeared, the better Shui Linglong’s judgment seemed.
Yi Wuxue noticed Xue Wu Qing’s expression and transmitted his voice, "Elder Xue, he’s just showing off for now. A few of our junior martial brothers have decided to teach him a lesson. If he runs into any of us, we’ll definitely make him pay."
Xue Wu Qing was startled, then transmitted back, his voice hushed, "Just don’t overdo it."
Yi Wuxue nodded slightly, a cold smirk playing on his lips. He wasn’t a fool; he understood Xue Wu Qing’s unspoken meaning: as long as it wasn’t too excessive, they could do as they pleased.
"Luo Feng, look at the sixth martial arts platform."
As Luo Feng descended from the martial arts platform, Bing Ruolan approached him.
Following her voice, Luo Feng looked over and raised an eyebrow. The two individuals on the platform were familiar.
On the left was Wu Tong from Chongyue School; opposite him stood the stern youth known as ’Stone Man,’ Xue Fei.
Most of the audience turned their attention to the sixth martial arts platform.
Until now, students drawn against any of the top six young Martial Artists had conceded immediately. Xue Fei taking the stage, therefore, surprised quite a few.
「On the martial arts platform.」
Wu Tong’s eyes were icy as he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, scrutinizing Xue Fei. "Xue Fei, you have some skill, but you’re no match for me. If you don’t want to be humiliated, step down now."
Xue Fei, his posture as straight as a sword, took a deep breath and looked up. "I can at least block a few of your moves."
As he spoke, Xue Fei glanced down at Luo Feng, who was standing below the platform.
Noticing Xue Fei’s gaze, Wu Tong’s voice turned colder. "So, you intend to test my strength for Luo Feng."
"Correct. I owe him a debt."
Though Xue Fei was arrogant, he wasn’t ignorant of his own limitations; he knew he was no match for Wu Tong. He had merely observed Wu Tong’s intense animosity toward Luo Feng and wished to repay Luo Feng for saving him during the first round of assessments.
Wu Tong sneered. "Is that so? A pity you can’t achieve anything. You won’t even be able to block a single kick from me!"
"Wind and Cloud Crossing the Universe!"
Before his voice faded, Wu Tong lunged like a ferocious tiger. He took a step, and his legs, surging with wave-like True Qi, transformed in mid-air into dozens of leg phantoms.
These overlapping phantoms resembled crashing waves, rushing toward Xue Fei. Even before the force of the kicks arrived, Xue Fei’s clothes were already billowing from the pressure.
"What masterful legwork," Bing Ruolan remarked, studying the leg phantoms that seemed to lock down the space around Xue Fei.
Luo Feng nodded slightly. Wu Tong’s leg technique appeared simple, yet it was executed with deceptive ease, embodying a natural perfection. Within its simplicity lay an extreme, irresistible killing intent.
Faced with the overwhelming leg phantoms, Xue Fei dared not be careless. His body suddenly trembled, sending ripples through the surrounding space. Behind him, a several-meter-tall Glaze Mountain materialized.
It was Xue Fei’s signature martial art: Profound Weight Qi Field!
BOOM!
The leg phantoms struck the crystalline mountain, unleashing a powerful shockwave. Xue Fei staggered back repeatedly as cracks began to spiderweb across the mountain.
HAH!
Seeing his Profound Weight Qi Field on the verge of shattering, Xue Fei suddenly roared. He stomped, cracking the ground beneath him, his aura surging to its peak as he thrust both hands downward.
RUMBLE!
The crystalline mountain plunged abruptly, embedding itself a foot deep into the earth with a thunderous sound, merging with the ground itself and managing to block Wu Tong’s seemingly unstoppable attack.
Luo Feng was inwardly stirred by this sight.
Undoubtedly, Xue Fei’s strength had progressed considerably recently; otherwise, he couldn’t have blocked that kick. It wasn’t just Xue Fei. Luo Feng had noticed that during these past few rounds, most participants had improved significantly. Their battles against the Underground Demons had likely forced out their latent potential.
"Life-and-death experiences are indeed the best training for Martial Artists," Luo Feng mused, shaking his head with a wry smile. "It’s just too brutal..."
On the martial arts platform, Wu Tong’s inability to defeat Xue Fei in one move ignited a nameless rage within him.
"Evil Tiger Roars at the Sea!"
Hovering in mid-air, Wu Tong roared. Watery vapor boiled around his body, shimmering under the scorching sun. He viciously kicked out, his leg’s Gang Qi transforming into an azure, hungry tiger tens of meters long, lunging at Xue Fei.
"That’s Chongyue School’s Evil Wave Leg Method! Wu Tong has actually cultivated it to the point of Yuan Qi materialization!"
Someone in the audience recognized Wu Tong’s technique, and gasps of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
Luo Feng also nodded slightly. The top six of the Top Ten Young Martial Artists were indeed not to be underestimated. However, Wu Tong still couldn’t pressure him.
"Break!"
Facing the pouncing Yuan Qi tiger, Xue Fei threw a punch. The crystalline mountain shadow whistled out with a deafening crash.
BOOM!
The crystalline mountain shadow instantly shattered. The Yuan Qi tiger held for a moment before exploding from its center. A powerful shockwave radiated outward, causing the entire martial arts platform to hum.
Wu Tong landed back on the ground, taking half a step back as he looked ahead.
Xue Fei stood motionless tens of meters away, hands defensively before him, both sleeves completely shredded. Two distinct footprints were imprinted in the ground where he stood.
PUFF!
Suddenly, Xue Fei’s face flushed red. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his complexion turning deathly pale.
"I concede."
Xue Fei calmly glanced at Wu Tong. He had achieved his objective; there was no need to prolong the fight.
The corner of Wu Tong’s eye twitched violently. His inability to severely injure Xue Fei even after materializing his Yuan Qi infuriated him. He sneered, "Xue Fei, you’ve wasted your efforts! When Luo Feng faces me, his defeat is guaranteed!"
"Perhaps," Xue Fei said little more, staggering as he turned to leave.
HMPH!
Wu Tong snorted coldly, shot a glance at Luo Feng, his eyes glinting with a frosty light, then leaped off the martial arts platform.
"Wu Tong is truly formidable; he defeated Xue Fei in just two moves. With Xue Fei’s defeat, no one in Group Six can threaten him now."
"Xue Fei may have lost, but he forced Wu Tong to reveal his Yuan Qi materialization. It wasn’t too humiliating a defeat."
"So, now only six people maintain the record of one-move victories."
Given the significant difference in their reputations, the audience wasn’t surprised by the duel’s outcome.
The sixth round concluded, and the seventh began. Luo Feng wasn’t drawn this time. On stage were Xu Zhan and a cold-faced youth wielding dual swords.
The cold-faced youth was extremely wary of Xu Zhan. The moment he stepped onto the platform, he launched an attack, attempting to seize the initiative.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
Drawing and slashing, the youth was clearly a skilled swordsman. In an instant, he unleashed dozens of sword gleams that enveloped Xu Zhan, his movements as fluid as flowing water and drifting clouds.
Xu Zhan roared with laughter, completely unfazed by the whistling Sword Qi. His muscles bulged, and his body, wreathed in an earthy-yellow glow, shot forward.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Without Xu Zhan even attacking, the Sword Qi shattered upon impact with his body.
"Argh!"
Dominating and relentless, Xu Zhan charged straight into the cold-faced youth.
PUFF!
The youth’s Protective Gang Energy shattered. Blood sprayed as he was sent flying backward from the collision, coughing up blood. He crashed heavily to the ground, instantly unconscious.
"Xu Zhan’s cultivation of the Innate Mountain Cracking Skill is truly exceptional! What powerful defense!"
"Just one collision knocked a late Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist unconscious! That’s terrifying!"
"I wonder who’s stronger, Xu Zhan or Luo Feng. I’m really looking forward to their match..."
"I hope they fight soon!"
Xu Zhan’s stunning victory had many people eagerly anticipating a climactic duel between him and Luo Feng.
"Utterly insignificant!"
Xu Zhan clapped the dust from his hands, his expression indifferent as he looked away, his gaze happening to fall upon Luo Feng.
Frowning slightly, Xu Zhan immediately averted his eyes and leaped off the martial arts platform without a word.
Luo Feng hadn’t been paying attention to Xu Zhan’s match; like most of the crowd, he was watching the duel on the eighth martial arts platform.
In the seventh round, Bing Ruolan encountered her first formidable opponent: Qin Yue, the ’Tide Control Sword’ from Azure Water School.
Qin Yue had ranked twelfth at the Southern Summit Assembly, second only to Yue Haitang. Being a beauty, she enjoyed considerable popularity in the Six Southern Domains.
On the eighth martial arts platform, the two young women faced each other from a distance.
Qin Yue was tall and slender, her lovely face imbued with a keen spirit, giving her a heroic and striking aura. Bing Ruolan, slightly younger, was charming and captivating, as elegant and refreshing as a pure lotus blooming at dawn, possessing an ethereal quality not found in worldly beauties.
Their appearance on the martial arts platform seemed to brighten the entire Sky Feather Square. Many young prodigies were drawn to them, their eyes filled with ardent admiration.
"We are both Sword Cultivators. How about we settle this with swordsmanship?" Qin Yue proposed, a cyan treasure sword in hand, a hint of admiration in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Bing Ruolan.
Even as an opponent, she greatly respected Bing Ruolan’s mastery of Swordsmanship.
"Very well," Bing Ruolan assented with a slight nod.
"Be careful! Water Flow Strikes the Peak!"
Qin Yue called out a warning as her Yuan Qi surged. Her graceful figure drifted forward, the treasured sword in her hand humming softly as she attacked Bing Ruolan with the force of a thunderbolt.
