Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 654 - 652: A Gentleman’s Revenge Is Never Too Late

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Chapter 654: Chapter 652: A Gentleman’s Revenge Is Never Too Late

After some preparations, Luo Feng and Ye Siyi continued their journey towards Coldwater City.

The journey was peaceful. The pair spurred their horses on, moving as fast as lightning. By midday, they arrived at a large river.

The river was dozens of feet wide, its sparkling waves exuding a cool mist that was refreshing to body and mind.

Ye Siyi rode her horse to the riverbank, gazed upon the vast expanse of water, and said, "Once we cross this river, we will be in Coldwater City."

WHOOSH...

A gentle breeze rustled the branches of trees on the riverbank. Ye Siyi’s skirt billowed in the wind like a blooming flower, creating a beautiful scene.

Luo Feng, who had been contemplating the Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber Technique, nodded in response.

CLANG!

Suddenly, Ye Siyi drew her sword and slashed forward.

The green sword light drew a curtain between heaven and earth. The river, dozens of feet wide, was split in two by the slash. The two halves were kept apart by the sword light for some time.

Luo Feng’s eyes flashed. Sword Intent!

"Let’s go."

Ye Siyi tugged on the reins. The horse neighed and shot forward, treading upon the green sword light as it rushed to the opposite bank.

Creating a bridge with Sword Qi...

Luo Feng gave a faint smile, squeezed the horse’s belly with his legs, and closely followed Ye Siyi.

In the river, large shadows constantly lurked but were all repelled by the green Sword Qi, unable to approach.

The two of them reached the shore and, without any delay, continued to gallop forward.

BOOM!

After traveling several kilometers, a loud noise came from behind. Luo Feng turned his head and saw a massive water curtain surging into the sky, reaching a height of twenty to thirty meters.

「 」

The hot sun hung high in the sky. The air was dry and carried a heavy scent of blood.

"This place is truly chaotic; people are killing each other just outside the city," Luo Feng mused, glancing at the bodies on the ground. He shook his head and looked into the distance where a huge city stood.

The two had just sighted Coldwater City and breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, dozens of unidentified Martial Artists sprang from the sides of the road, brandishing their weapons with the intent to kill.

Ye Siyi wiped the blood off her sword and said, "Coldwater City is close to several dangerous areas and near the Red Flame Desert. It’s a mixed bag, with even Demon Sect disciples appearing. These people, seeing only two of us, must have taken us for easy prey."

Luo Feng nodded. Both of them had changed out of their academy uniforms and now looked like ordinary Martial Artists traveling the Jianghu; it was natural for them to be targeted.

"Let’s go. We’ll get something to eat in the city and then continue our journey."

Luo Feng pulled on the reins and galloped towards Coldwater City.

A moment later, the pair arrived beneath the massive city walls.

Outside the tall walls of Coldwater City, a large river surged by. The bridge leading to the city gates was bustling with a crowd of Martial Artists carrying swords and sabers.

Luo Feng’s gaze swept across the bridge, his eyes flickering.

There were a few individuals in the crowd whose auras were exceptionally strong; they were surely at the fifth layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm or above. A few others had keen looks in their eyes; perhaps they were the Demon Sect disciples Ye Siyi had mentioned.

It truly is a chaotic place.

With a sigh, Luo Feng and Ye Siyi dismounted and joined the multitude of Martial Artists crossing the bridge.

「In Coldwater City, at the Tianhan Restaurant.」

The restaurant owner was a beautiful woman. She was almost thirty years old, with a curvaceous figure and charming demeanor, yet she appeared to be only in her early twenties.

She herself was also a fourth-layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Swordsman, known as the Snow Sword Fairy. Within a radius of a hundred li around Coldwater City, she had a modest reputation. Many Martial Artists who admired her came daily, making the restaurant’s business very prosperous.

On the second floor of the restaurant, many Jianghu figures were eating meat and drinking wine. They chatted about happenings in the Jianghu with the Lady Boss, occasionally teasing her.

"Lady Boss, I’ve heard you once split the city’s moat in half with a single slash. Is that true?" a Martial Artist in blue attire asked, looking at the charming woman who had just ascended to the second floor.

The charming woman heard this, laughed coquettishly, and said, "It’s a trifling matter, hardly worth mentioning. Compared to true masters, it’s nothing at all."

"So it’s true!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the surrounding Jianghu figures changed. They had all heard this rumor but never expected it to be true.

The moat of Coldwater City was a hundred meters wide, and its current was rapid. Even a large boulder tossed in would be quickly swept away.

To be able to split a river in half with a single slash at the fourth layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, her Sword Dao cultivation was indeed outstanding.

"Lady Boss, you are so young yet so accomplished, not inferior to those geniuses from the Golden Palace. Why do you run this restaurant instead of focusing on cultivation?" someone asked.

"Hehe... you flatter me."

The Lady Boss laughed charmingly, her body swaying and attracting heated gazes.

After the laughter subsided, the Lady Boss shook her head and said, "The true geniuses of the Golden Palace are beyond my comparison. For instance, last year’s Martial Champion, Ling Qingwu, is already a sixth-layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist at only seventeen years old."

As she spoke, the Lady Boss glanced at two figures in a corner.

There sat a handsome young man with a saber on his back and, opposite him, a girl with a tranquil demeanor. Her exquisite features were a refreshing sight.

"That’s true."

Hearing the Lady Boss’s words, the nearby Martial Artists all nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, someone said, "Speaking of the Martial Champion, you all should have heard, right? This year’s Martial Champion is a student from the Flowing Cloud Region."

"Such big news, of course we’ve heard. The champion is Luo Feng from the Purple Sun School."

"Did you see the announcement? Luo Feng and Yi Tian, the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion, have agreed to a life-and-death duel in the Imperial City two months from now."

"Is that so?"

Someone questioned, "Yi Tian is a master on the New Dragon List. No matter how daring Luo Feng is, he wouldn’t challenge him, would he?"

"You don’t believe it? Lady Boss, bring out the announcement and open their eyes!"

The Lady Boss nodded slightly, took out an announcement, and said, "This matter has already caused a sensation throughout the Canglang Dynasty, and has even stirred commotion in several nearby dynasties."

As her voice fell, her slender finger flicked lightly. The announcement flew out and stuck itself to an eye-catching spot on a wooden pillar, embedded three inches deep.

"Impressive!"

This display drew a round of applause from the crowd. But as their eyes fell upon the announcement, the noise gradually subsided.

The announcement detailed the life-or-death duel between Luo Feng and Yi Tian.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect it to be true. An academy student challenging a master on the New Dragon List—this is the first I’ve heard of such a thing."

"This Luo Feng is truly audacious, challenging Yi Tian like that."

"Indeed. Yi Tian, as a Princely Heir, has access to unimaginable cultivation resources, and he himself is a genius. He reached the ninth stage of the Meridian Wheel Realm at fourteen and entered the Floating Snow Hall at sixteen. Now, he is a fifth-layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist. There are even rumors that in the next New Dragon List competition, he has a chance to rank among the top ten, becoming one of the Ten Great New Dragons."

"Barring any surprises, Luo Feng is likely to meet a grim end three months from now. What a pity. At his age, his future achievements should have been limitless."

In the corner of the restaurant, the young man with a saber on his back put down his chopsticks, looked at the announcement on the wall, and said, "The news travels fast."

The girl with the tranquil demeanor nodded slightly and said, "Of course. You becoming the Martial Champion already caused a huge sensation. Challenging Yi Tian, a master on the New Dragon List, now is just adding fuel to the fire."

"Although Yi Tian’s strength on the New Dragon List is only mid-tier, as the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion, he has quite a reputation throughout the Canglang Dynasty. However, the news has spread remarkably quickly..." Ye Siyi’s Daimei furrowed slightly.

Luo Feng smiled faintly. "All of this was likely arranged by Yi Tian."

"Yi Tian?"

Ye Siyi’s Daimei knitted again. After a moment of thought, she nodded and said, "I’ve heard that Yi Tian is extremely arrogant. He deliberately caused such a sensation because he wants to defeat you in front of everyone three months from now, thereby making a name for himself."

"I hope he won’t regret it then," Luo Feng said calmly.

Ye Siyi glanced at Luo Feng and said nothing.

A moment later, after the two finished their meal, Luo Feng took out a silver note and placed it on the table, saying to Ye Siyi, "Let’s go."

Ye Siyi nodded, and the two stood up, preparing to go downstairs.

WHIZ!

They had only taken a few steps when a soft WHOOSHING sound was suddenly heard. Luo Feng’s heart tightened; he spun around and caught the silver note that had been shot towards him.

"The Martial Champion honors my humble establishment with his presence. This meal is on me, Snow Sword Fairy," the Lady Boss said with a charming smile, standing ten steps away, her eyes fixed on Luo Feng.

Instantly, as her words fell, all nearby eyes turned towards the pair, filled with shock.

"Thank you, Lady Boss."

Luo Feng put away the silver note, unfazed by the stares, and turned with Ye Siyi to head downstairs.

"Lady Boss, was that young man really the Martial Champion, Luo Feng?" a moment later, one of the Jianghu figures recovered his wits and asked in astonishment.

"Absolutely."

The Lady Boss’s red lips curved into an alluring arc as she nodded slightly.

She had encountered countless people. From the moment Luo Feng and Ye Siyi entered, she sensed their extraordinary auras. Upon closer observation, she discovered that Ye Siyi, despite her youth, was already a Martial Artist at the mid-stage of the third layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. This led her to deduce that Luo Feng was indeed the widely rumored Martial Champion.

His gaze is like a drawn saber; this Luo Feng is no simple character. Perhaps I’ll go to the Imperial City two months from now as well. The Snow Sword Fairy recalled Luo Feng’s gaze, a faint chill still lingering in her heart. She couldn’t help but anticipate the climactic duel at the Imperial City two months from now.

By the time Luo Feng and Ye Siyi left the restaurant, it was noon.

"Luo Feng," Ye Siyi reminded, "beyond Coldwater City lies the Red Ancient Wasteland. That area is a desolate wilderness stretching for thousands of miles, where Demon Beasts run rampant. Ordinary horses will be useless there."

"Then let’s leave the horses here as payment for the meal."

"Okay."

Ye Siyi nodded. The two left the horses at the restaurant and headed out of the city.

After crossing two streets, with the city gate visible in the distance, Ye Siyi suddenly reached out and tugged Luo Feng’s sleeve. "Luo Feng, it’s Yi Wuxue and his group."

Luo Feng halted and looked ahead. Several figures were walking along the street towards them, among whom were Yi Wuxue and Xie Xuantong.

Yi Wuxue walked down the street, his face somewhat pale, looking rather dejected.

Luo Feng’s punch had wounded him heavily. However, compared to his physical injuries, the blow to his spirit was even greater.

Beside Yi Wuxue, a tall, slender young man spoke, his voice light yet carrying a chilling aura, "Yi Wuxue, we of the Chongyue School must always uphold our academy’s prestige! A gentleman’s revenge is never too late, even after ten years. You may have lost to Luo Feng this time, but once you enter the Sky Sword Pavilion, cultivate diligently. Then, you can seek your revenge on him in the future!"

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