Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 806 - 804: Senior Sister

A moment later, Luo Feng arrived at the Lingxiao Pavilion.

Elder Lingxiao, sending two Linglong Hall disciples into the Lingxiao Pavilion, looked up and saw Luo Feng, reminding him:

"You are not one of the top ten Inner Sect Disciples. After returning the Secret Manual, you can no longer consult it. It’s best to memorize the content of the manual now."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, "Thank you for the reminder, Elder. I have already memorized all the content of the Secret Manual."

Luo Feng, with his strong soul power, only needed to recall what he had read for the memories to be vivid. Just one look at the manual imprints it in his mind, making it impossible to forget.

"That’s good."

Elder Lingxiao nodded and suddenly asked:

"In the past half month, have you made any progress with your Sky Fire King Fist?"

Ever since watching the battle between Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi last time, Elder Lingxiao realized that Luo Feng had extraordinary comprehension abilities. Now that more than half a month had passed, she was somewhat curious about what realm Luo Feng’s Sky Fire King Fist had reached.

Luo Feng replied, "Some progress has been made, I’ve broken through to the second level."

"Second level?"

Hearing this, Elder Lingxiao shook her head and said to Luo Feng:

"Humility is a virtue. But young people should be a bit more assertive. If a sword stays in its scabbard for too long, it will lose its edge."

Half a month ago, Luo Feng was already able to condense four Sky Fire King’s Arms; he should have already broken through the second level. Now, when Luo Feng said he just broke through, Elder Lingxiao thought it was his humble way of speaking.

Luo Feng forced a smile, touched his nose, and said:

"Elder, your reminder is well-taken."

Indeed, his Sky Fire King’s Arm was only cultivated to the second level, but due to his special physique, he could condense eight Sky Fire King’s Arms. Even he didn’t know exactly what realm that amounted to.

Worried about speaking out of line, Luo Feng said nothing more and handed over the Secret Manual to Elder Lingxiao.

"Okay, let’s record it here."

After signing his name, Luo Feng bid farewell and turned to leave.

After putting away the Secret Manual, Elder Lingxiao watched Luo Feng’s back and nodded slightly, "Not arrogant in victory, he is indeed a talent."

Luo Feng left the Lingxiao Pavilion.

On the main road, the figures of Linglong Hall disciples flickered, and from time to time, other disciples also rushed over. Amidst the fragrant breezes and charming shadows, Luo Feng stood out as the only male disciple.

Earlier, the tolling bell was a summons for the Linglong Hall disciples. Upon hearing it, all Linglong Hall disciples within a hundred miles must quickly gather at the Purple Yao Square.

"Senior Sister Yao, you’re back too!"

"Of course, I had to return. This hunting competition is being jointly held by the twelve Golden Palaces. Such a grand event is a once-in-a-century occasion; how could one miss it?"

"Hehe, yes, with our abilities, it might not be easy to win any rewards, but we can go watch the excitement. I heard that the top ten new dragons will also participate in this hunting competition. I even saw Senior Sister Yan Feihua yesterday."

"Senior Sister Yan is back too? It seems that the top ten new dragons attending the hunting competition isn’t just a rumor. There will surely be a good show to watch."

"Yes, let’s hurry to the Purple Yao Square."

Everyone usually trains all around and rarely gathers together. This return saw them walking in groups of three or five, sending forth waves of sweet and tender laughter.

Walking amidst the crowd, Luo Feng watched these youthful and sunny girls but had different thoughts in his heart.

Most here saw this hunting competition as an ordinary hunting match.

However, they didn’t know that the target of this hunt was the ruthless Demon Sect disciples...

With these thoughts, as Luo Feng passed a corner, a figure appeared in front of him. Fortunately, he was agile and barely avoided a collision.

"Stop. You almost bumped into someone and think you can just leave?"

As Luo Feng prepared to leave, a cold voice rang out.

Luo Feng looked up to see a woman in an inner sect uniform, with delicate features, her brows furrowed deeply, and eyes full of anger.

"My apologies."

Luo Feng cupped his hands, realizing he was indeed a bit distracted earlier.

"Is a mere apology enough? I think you intended to harass me. If I hadn’t dodged in time, wouldn’t you have succeeded? Do you think Linglong Hall will allow you such unruly behavior?"

The tall woman was unyielding, scrutinizing Luo Feng from head to toe with an air of authority not from anger but from the great significance of her identity.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, his voice cooling a bit:

"Regardless of who you are, you should speak with evidence. If you keep making unreasonable demands, don’t blame me for not being polite!"

With Luo Feng’s soul power, it’s impossible not to notice anyone approaching within ten steps.

The other party’s sudden appearance had already raised his suspicions, and now, with her aggressive attitude, it seemed she was intentionally finding fault with him.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, so you’re here!"

As the two were at a standoff, a petite figure came running—a half-month-absent Nanxuan.

Seeing Nanxuan, Luo Feng’s expression softened, "Long time no see."

Giggling, Nanxuan was about to say something when she suddenly saw the tall woman opposite Luo Feng.

"Ah, Senior Sister Yan Feihua, you’re back at the Golden Palace!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Nanxuan appeared somewhat surprised, suddenly sensing an unusual tension between them, and asked, "What’s happened?"

"Nanxuan, who is she?" Luo Feng asked coldly, looking at the woman before him.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, this is Senior Sister Yan Feihua, ranked first among inner sect disciples and fourth among the top ten new dragons. In the last New Dragon List tournament, she exchanged one thousand three hundred forty-two moves with Lu Xiao Yun and finally lost by half a move."

Nanxuan explained.

"Yan Feihua!"

Luo Feng was taken aback, realizing that the person in front of him was the very Senior Sister Yan Feihua he’d heard the disciples discussing earlier. This confirmed his suspicion that she deliberately came to trouble him, causing his expression to turn cold immediately.

"Indeed worthy of being the great senior sister, her actions are quite distinctive!"

Nanxuan sensed the hostility in Luo Feng’s voice, feeling puzzled.

"Hehe, his temper is as big as the rumors say."

Yan Feihua looked at Luo Feng, chuckled, and suddenly bowed:

"Junior Brother, please forgive me if I offended you earlier."

Luo Feng raised an eyebrow, confused at what game she was playing.

Yan Feihua smiled and said, "You are the only male disciple in the Golden Palace. If your character were poor and you brought disgrace to the sect, as the senior sister, I’d be responsible. So, I wanted to test you."

Luo Feng suddenly understood, coldly saying:

"So, you intentionally bumped into me?"

"Did Junior Brother discover it?"

Yan Feihua smiled slightly and said, "Just now, I intended to crash into you but didn’t expect your quick reaction to avoid it. But since you could avoid it and apologized politely, it seems you’re not of poor character. Otherwise, I originally planned to have you bedridden for a month. Now, it doesn’t seem necessary."

Luo Feng was stunned; Yan Feihua’s words were straightforward and candid, without any affectation.

Nanxuan finally understood the situation and quickly explained:

"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Luo Feng is a good person. He... he’s not like that! Back then, he drank the Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor, losing his mind, but would rather harm himself than violate Senior Sister Ling."

"Oh, what’s that about?"

Yan Feihua raised her Daimei, looking towards Luo Feng with interest in her eyes.