Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 777 - 775: Battle with Ling Qingwu!

Seeing Nanxuan’s puffed-up face, Luo Feng looked embarrassed. He chuckled and said,

"Sorry."

Lin Yue’er walked up, smiling faintly. "I’ve roasted another one, right here."

"Where’s Ling Qingwu?"

Luo Feng dusted off his clothes and walked over.

"Senior Sister Ling, she..."

Just as Nanxuan was about to answer, the sound of rushing wind echoed from a distance.

WHOOSH!

A gentle breeze brushed past, revealing an elegant figure in front of everyone—it was Ling Qingwu.

Ling Qingwu, upon seeing the shattered cliffside, asked,

"What happened here?"

Luo Feng chuckled. "Just stretching my muscles a bit."

Hearing this, Ling Qingwu’s willow-like Daimei furrowed slightly, and she glanced at Nanxuan and the others.

Nanxuan cheekily stuck out her pink tongue, slipped behind Luo Feng, and said,

"Senior Sister, I tried to stop Senior Brother Luo Feng. But he said his injuries were healed, and I couldn’t stop him..."

Luo Feng nodded. "Indeed, it was I who insisted on practicing."

"Your injuries are healed?"

Ling Qingwu’s expression faltered slightly, a trace of astonished doubt flashed in her clear, cold eyes, and she looked at Luo Feng in surprise.

Luo Feng nodded. "Although not completely recovered, I’ve regained seventy to eighty percent."

Ling Qingwu’s Daimei creased even deeper. Such severe injuries healed in just a day?

Seeing Ling Qingwu’s disbelief, Luo Feng smiled wryly to himself. His body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, a grand aura burst forth, even causing a gust of wind in the valley. One could faintly hear a resonating, surging sound.

"Such strong vitality! You really have recovered!"

In Ling Qingwu’s eyes, the astonished doubt was replaced by shock.

She initially thought Luo Feng’s recovery would take almost ten days. Even with the help of the Mysterious Origin Pill, she expected it to take at least five to six days. But it had only been a day...

"We were all shocked when Senior Brother Luo Feng started practicing just now," Nanxuan said, blinking her bright eyes and giggling.

Luo Feng rubbed his nose. "Maybe it’s because I achieved Spirit and Flesh Unity."

"Hmm, that must be it."

Ling Qingwu pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

A martial artist who had achieved Spirit and Flesh Unity possessed a powerful physique, far surpassing ordinary people.

However, Luo Feng’s recovery speed was simply too fast...

With a glance at Luo Feng, Ling Qingwu, though still quite shocked, didn’t speak much further. She said,

"In that case, we’ll head back to the Golden Palace first thing tomorrow morning."

「The morning sun rose, its rays dyeing the mist around the mountain peaks a brilliant, faint gold, splendid and dazzling.」

The meat of the wild green sheep was extremely delicious. Despite normally seeming careless, Nanxuan was actually skilled at roasting meat that was flavorful without being greasy.

With Luo Feng’s injuries healed, his appetite was back. He couldn’t help but feast heartily.

After breakfast, Lin Yue’er and the others each found a place, sat cross-legged, and began their daily cultivation.

I should continue cultivating. I need to strive to begin practicing the second stage of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes as soon as possible...

This thought flashed through Luo Feng’s mind. He went to a secluded corner of the mountain peak and took out the Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor given to him by the Shopkeeper of the South Mountain Tavern.

His recent injuries had depleted his Yuan Qi. This Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor was greatly beneficial to body-refining martial artists and was precisely what he needed at this time.

POP!

Uncorking the wine jar, Luo Feng faintly heard the roars of countless beasts, and a fiery sensation rushed into his mind.

"Such strong Evil Qi!"

Luo Feng was slightly shaken; the liquor’s aroma made him feel an inexplicable chill deep in his heart.

"Truly potent!"

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng spread his five fingers, and a suction force was instantly generated.

WHOOSH!

The wine jar trembled slightly, and a fist-sized mass of liquid slowly rose.

The liquid was radiant red, resembling fresh blood under the morning sun. A rich aroma of wine permeated the air.

After resealing the jar with the wooden stopper, Luo Feng opened his mouth and inhaled. The Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor swiftly entered his mouth.

"Hah... Invigorating!"

The moment the liquor entered his mouth, Luo Feng felt a fire burn from his mouth down to his lower abdomen, slowly infiltrating his flesh and bones. In an instant, it felt as if ants were crawling through his internal organs—a pleasant, tingling itch.

Feeling the rich Yuan Qi in the liquor, Luo Feng knew this was a golden opportunity. He shouted lightly, his body sprang up, and he began to practice his fist techniques.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!...

His fists moved like the wind, each punch packed with tremendous force, causing the air to explode with sound. His skin’s luster flickered between bright and dim, as if something were about to burst out from within.

After practicing a set of basic fist techniques, the tingling itch in his body didn’t subside. Instead, Luo Feng felt his blood grow hotter, as if it were boiling magma.

What an overbearing spiritual effect. This Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor is truly a treasure of the Wild tribe...

Luo Feng stopped, his brow deeply furrowed. The spiritual effect of the Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor was too strong for him to refine completely. If this continued, the liquor’s power would simply go to waste.

After a moment of thought, Luo Feng’s figure flashed, and he dashed towards Ling Qingwu.

...

"You want to spar with me?"

Upon hearing Luo Feng’s intent, Ling Qingwu’s willow-like Daimei knitted together in concern. She said,

"But your injuries haven’t fully healed. If our sparring worsens your wounds..."

Luo Feng shook his head. "I’ve taken a type of Spiritual Medicine that requires immense pressure to refine its medicinal power. You don’t need to worry."

Ling Qingwu saw Luo Feng’s fiery complexion and his roiling, extremely chaotic Yuan Qi, realizing he spoke the truth. She couldn’t help but wonder what kind of overbearing Spiritual Medicine he had taken.

"Alright."

Without further words, Ling Qingwu stood up directly. An indescribable, sharp aura rose from her as she said,

"Then I won’t hold back."

Luo Feng’s figure flashed as he took a stance. "I couldn’t ask for more."

Ling Qingwu knew that Luo Feng had achieved Spirit and Flesh Unity; if she didn’t use her true abilities, it wouldn’t be effective. She stepped forward, clenched her right hand into a fist, and threw a punch.

Although she wasn’t a Horizontal Practice Martial Artist, she had cultivated to the peak of the sixth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. A full-force blow from her was no small matter. Her fist, pure and filled with Yuan Qi, shook the air, sending ripples spreading in all directions.

Luo Feng showed no intention of retreating. His body sank slightly as he threw a punch to meet hers.

BOOM!

Two fists, one large and one small, clashed. The air between them was compressed until it seemed like a transparent crystal. The ground within a hundred meters immediately shattered and sank by a foot.

The next moment!

BOOM!

The highly compressed air then exploded. Luo Feng’s figure shot backward, and he struggled to stop himself, while Ling Qingwu also retreated a step.

"Huh, why have Senior Sister Ling and Senior Brother Luo Feng started fighting?"

Feeling the violent fluctuations of Yuan Qi nearby, Lin Yue’er and the other two opened their eyes one after another. Seeing Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu sparring, they were all somewhat surprised.

"I don’t know. Perhaps the two of them intend to improve their cultivation by sparring," the usually quiet Fang Lin made a rare comment.

"Hee hee... Senior Sister Ling has always viewed Luo Feng, who is also a Martial Champion, as her rival. Now that Luo Feng has defeated Yi Tian, ranked sixty-third on the New Dragon List, Senior Sister Ling probably feels a sense of crisis. This is going to be a good show."

Nanxuan turned her bright, big eyes towards Fang Lin and asked, "Senior Sister Fang Lin, how many moves do you think Senior Brother Luo Feng can withstand against Senior Sister Ling?"

"Boring."

Fang Lin looked away, not venturing a guess.

"Hmph, no fun at all. Senior Sister Yue’er, what do you think?"

Nanxuan, long accustomed to Fang Lin’s attitude, turned to Lin Yue’er beside her.

Lin Yue’er smiled helplessly. Gazing at Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu, who were facing off, she said,

"Senior Sister Ling’s cultivation is profound. Although she excels at Swordsmanship, her Ten Thousand Water Xuan Palm, a Profound Level high-grade martial art, when combined with the Haoran Golden Lotus Jue, is incredibly powerful. But Luo Feng has achieved Spirit and Flesh Unity, so his defensive power and attack power are far superior to those of martial artists at the same level. I don’t know how many moves he can withstand either."

While the three were discussing, the action on the other side had already become intense.

BANG!

Stopping his retreat, Luo Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Ling Qingwu. "Impressive!"

BANG!

With a stamp of his foot, Luo Feng’s figure moved like a tiger. His fists, carrying a whistling wind, transformed into layers of fist shadows that rained down on Ling Qingwu.

Watching the pouncing Luo Feng, surprise flickered in Ling Qingwu’s bright eyes.

Although her attainments in palm techniques weren’t deep, she had cultivated the Ten Thousand Water Xuan Palm to the Small Success stage. Combined with the Haoran Golden Lotus Jue, one punch was enough to severely injure martial artists of the same level. Yet, facing Luo Feng, she felt a strange sense of powerlessness.

"Good!"

A hint of a smile touched the corners of her lips. Ling Qingwu’s gaze grew sharper. Though she remained motionless, the crushed stones around her floated into the air, and sounds like the ebb and flow of tides echoed.

"The River Goes Upstream!"

With a soft shout, a sharp light flashed in Ling Qingwu’s eyes. Her fists radiated a dense green light, transforming into a three-zhang-wide fierce wave that blasted forward.

BOOM! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

The two fierce powers collided. The formidable shockwave instantly spread out. CRACK! CRACK! These sounds filled their ears as the ground was torn by countless fissures.

So strong!

Feeling the enormous force from his fist, Luo Feng’s mind trembled. He didn’t dare to be careless and activated Sky Cloud Step. With a heavy stomp, his figure shot backward, using the momentum to dissipate a portion of the punch’s force.

But even so, that mountainous force still made him feel as if he’d been struck by a heavy hammer, causing him to stagger uncontrollably.

"Be careful."

Once serious, Ling Qingwu had no intention of holding back any longer.

Ever since she heard Luo Feng won the title of Martial Champion with three consecutive victories, Ling Qingwu had been very curious about him. The strength Luo Feng demonstrated throughout their journey only further piqued her interest. Although she never mentioned it, she had long desired to spar with him. Now, her interest ignited, she immediately immersed herself in the exhilarating feeling of the confrontation.

At worst, I’ll just have Luo Feng rest for a few more days.

"Set Tide Fist!"

With a flash, Ling Qingwu appeared three steps in front of Luo Feng. The intense green light, accompanied by the crashing sound of tides, bombarded Luo Feng.

CRACK!

Even before the fist power arrived, the ground near Luo Feng was already being crushed and was cracking inch by inch.

Feeling the ferocious explosive power of this punch, Luo Feng dared not underestimate it. He circulated his Yuan Qi to the extreme. His body even faintly emitted the sound of a dragon’s roar as he threw out a punch as heavy as a mountain.

BANG! BANG!

The two clashed head-on again. Luo Feng’s figure retreated explosively, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth. He felt as if his entire body had been crushed by a mountain, every inch of his flesh groaning in pain.

Just then, a fiery sensation enveloped his entire body. The pain mysteriously vanished, replaced by an increasingly intense heat, as if his blood were about to ignite. The medicinal power was seeping into his flesh and blood, bit by bit.

"Again!"

Feeling the subtle changes in his body, Luo Feng was pleased. He laughed heartily, switched from defense to offense, and charged at Ling Qingwu.

BOOM!

"Again!"

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

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