Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 814 - 812: Arrogant Upstart

At another table at the banquet, the head of the Yang Family, Yang Chun, was sitting with Guard Duan.

Guard Duan looked in the direction where Luo Feng was sitting, then turned his head to the family head of the Yang Family and said:

"Family Head, the young lady she..."

The head of the Yang Family glanced at Yang Lingmei, paused for a moment, then shook his head helplessly:

"Luo Feng is a true dragon among men, destined to become a True Dragon in the future. Lingmei can’t hold on to him; they are not of the same world. It’s just unfortunate she doesn’t have that fortune."

Guard Duan sighed and nodded.

With Luo Feng’s age, he is already a Martial Artist at the sixth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. As long as he continues to cultivate, becoming a strong contender in the True Yuan Realm is not a problem.

Meanwhile, Yang Lingmei is only a Martial Artist at the seventh level of the Meridian Wheel Realm, and her future development won’t be significant. Compared to ordinary people, she is barely considered a master, but when compared to Luo Feng, they’re not even on the same level.

This time when Yang Lingmei went hunting, she gained unprecedented rewards, prompting the Yang Family to host a large banquet. Additionally, with several disciples from the Golden Palace present, many people of influence from nearby streets came to attend, making the event quite lively.

The banquet proceeded halfway.

At that moment, a guard from the Yang Family hurriedly came in.

The guard whispered a few words to the head of the Yang Family.

The head of the Yang Family’s face slightly changed, he got up and walked straight toward Luo Feng.

"Luo Feng, do you have any acquaintances in Mixed City?" asked the head of the Yang Family.

"No."

Luo Feng shook his head, noting the unusual expression on the head of the Yang Family, then put down his chopsticks and asked:

"Family Head Yang, has something happened?"

The head of the Yang Family replied, "Someone just arrived inviting you to the City Lord Mansion. You were personally named to go."

"Me?"

Luo Feng was slightly bemused, as he did not know anyone in Mixed City.

The head of the Yang Family nodded and, as if recalling something, pondered and said:

"Luo Feng, earlier in the afternoon, a Blood Jade Demon Bat entered the City Lord Mansion, which could belong to people from the Sky Sword Pavilion. It’s best you don’t accept this invitation."

As the head of a family, the head of the Yang Family is well-informed and knows that there had been friction between Luo Feng and disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion, and he even spoke disrespectfully to one of the ten new dragons of Sky Sword Pavilion, Lu Xiao Yun.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, it seems like those disciples from the Sky Sword Pavilion from earlier today. Why are they inviting us?"

Nanxuan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her gaze also turned in this direction.

Luo Feng showed no particular expression on his face.

"Hahahaha... Luo Feng, I didn’t expect to see you here!"

A burst of laughter came from the gate of the courtyard, the voice sounding somewhat familiar to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng turned around, saw the burly figure at the gate, his eyes shimmered for a moment, then he smiled and said:

"Hehe, long time no see."

The youth at the gate, with a broad frame and round waist, stood there like a raging tiger descending upon them. His vital energy was so powerful it turned out to be Hengmu, whom he had once ventured with to explore the Secret Realm of the Puppet Sect in the Red Flame Desert.

Luo Feng remembered that he was a disciple of Yuangang Hall, and they had once crossed swords in the Secret Realm, thus knowing each other by not fighting.

"Indeed, it has been half a year since we parted ways in the Red Flame Desert,"

Hengmu strode into the courtyard, took a cup of rice wine from the table, drank it up, looked at Luo Feng, smacked his lips, and sighed:

"People often say, after a pawn leaves for three days, one must regard them with new eyes. I finally understand this saying today. In the Red Flame Desert, you were merely a ninth-level Martial Artist of the Meridian Wheel Realm. But in just half a year, you have gained the strength to contend with experts on the New Dragon List. While I have just reached the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, truly, people cannot be compared..."

Hengmu set down the wine cup, reflecting on how much Luo Feng had changed in just half a year, and couldn’t help but feel amazed.

Back in the Red Flame Desert, he merely thought Luo Feng had great potential and didn’t pay much attention.

Unexpectedly, in just six months, Luo Feng had risen like a shooting star, unstoppable, and had far surpassed him.

Luo Feng offered a faint smile and asked, "How come you’re here? Yuangang Hall is quite a distance from here."

"I came with Senior Brother Zhou Jian. We’re on our way to the Misty Swamp for this hunting conference. Senior Brother Zhou Jian’s home is in Mixed City so we stopped by on the way," Hengmu smiled.

"Zhou Jian?"

Xia Yunjing’s eyes moved slightly, whispering to Luo Feng:

"Zhou Jian is a talented disciple from the Yuangang Hall, seventeen years old this year, ranked thirty-sixth in the previous New Dragon Conference. He practices the Golden Tiger Fury technique from Yuangang Hall, boasts a body as hard as bronze and impervious to swords and spears, an indestructible defense that Martial Artists at the same level can’t penetrate, earning him the moniker Indestructible Golden Tiger."

"Thirty-sixth place!"

Luo Feng’s heart skipped a beat; Xia Yunjing was ranked thirty-ninth on the New Dragon List. Zhou Jian’s strength clearly surpassed hers, proving he was no simple character.

Hengmu asked, "What about you guys, why are you here?"

Luo Feng turned his gaze and smiled, "We’re also heading to the Misty Swamp for this hunting conference, just like you. Seems like we’ll be competitors then."

"That’s quite a coincidence. But our team has two formidable individuals, we definitely won’t lose to you."

"That’s not certain."

Luo Feng’s expression didn’t change, but his words carried an undeniable confidence.

"Hahahaha... You really haven’t changed at all."

Hengmu laughed heartily. If it were before, he would have thought Luo Feng was arrogant, but not now.

"Oh right. I almost forgot the main business."

Patting his forehead, Hengmu suddenly remembered and said:

"Senior Brother Zhou Jian heard you were here and wants to invite you to the City Lord Mansion for a visit. There are already five disciples from the Sky Sword Pavilion there, they too are preparing to head for the Misty Swamp for the hunting conference. It’s a good opportunity to make acquaintances."

"Oh?"

Luo Feng’s eyes revealed contemplation, it seemed that those attacking the base at Misty Swamp weren’t just from Linglong Hall.

"Senior Sister, what do you think?"

Luo Feng asked Xia Yunjing.

Xia Yunjing remained expressionless and said, "You are the captain, you can decide."

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, let’s go."

Nanxuan was still indignant about the events of the afternoon, snorting coldly, "If we don’t go, those disciples from the Sky Sword Pavilion might think we’re afraid to attend the banquet."

Luo Feng offered a faint smile; he too wanted to observe the other experts on the New Dragon List, nodding:

"Alright, let’s go for a trip."

Agreeing, Luo Feng bid farewell to the Yang Family members and headed to the City Lord Mansion with Hengmu.

Yang Lingmei, though wishing to accompany them, understood that there was no place for her at such a high-level gathering and could only watch as Luo Feng and the others departed.

A while later, the group arrived at the entrance of a magnificent mansion.

Hengmu said, "Here we are, let’s go in. Senior Brothers just finished dinner and are watching a performance in the rear garden."

The City Lord Mansion of Mixed City, though incomparable to larger cities, was still resplendent. The manor spanned a thousand acres, with pavilions, flowing water, and brightly lit lamps, exuding an air of wealth and grandeur, far beyond the Yang Family estate.

"Young Master Hengmu, everyone, please follow me."

Upon entering the mansion, a graceful and beautiful maid stepped forward to greet them.

Hengmu nodded and led Luo Feng and the others, following the beautiful maid into the mansion.

Crossing several stone bridges and passing through a long corridor, a magnificent garden burst into sight.

"Brother Zhou Jian, why invite others to our gathering?"

"Junior Brother Hengmu knows Luo Feng. I’m also curious about this first-ever male disciple from Linglong Hall in a thousand years."

"He’s just an arrogant fool who doesn’t know his limits, what’s there to anticipate?"

"Senior Brother Lu Yun, I bet they won’t dare come at all."

Just as they entered the garden, a conversation drifted over, interspersed with a few disdainful chuckles.

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