Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 704 - 702: Flaw

Luo Feng hadn’t expected the three of them to be coming for him. He stopped, his gaze turning towards them.

The three men had distinct auras, but the Yuan Qi fluctuations emanating from their bodies were all quite powerful. On the left, a stern-faced martial artist with heavy brows was a late-stage fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm expert. The burly, bearded man and the young martial artist beside him were both mid-stage fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm cultivators.

"What brings you three here?"

After appraising them, Luo Feng asked calmly.

The stern-faced martial artist approached, cupped his fist, and said with a smile, "Young friend, we are adventuring martial artists. We plan to visit the Imperial City to watch the life-and-death duel between Luo Feng and Yi Tian. Unfortunately, this is our first time in the Red Ancient Wasteland, and we lost our map during a fight with a Demon Beast. So now we’ve lost our way..."

Luo Feng’s eyes flickered slightly. He pointed ahead and said, "If you’re heading to the Imperial City, just go straight in this direction."

A smile appeared on the stern-faced martial artist’s face. He looked at Luo Feng gratefully and said, "Thank you so much. You’ve really helped us out."

Luo Feng stated calmly, "I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave."

With that, Luo Feng turned to depart.

"Wait!"

Seeing Luo Feng about to leave, the burly man clad in azure martial attire stepped forward and bellowed.

Luo Feng’s eyes flashed as he turned his head. "Is there something else?"

The stern-faced martial artist interjected, "By the looks of it, young friend, you’re also heading to the Imperial City. Could it be that you’re also going to watch the duel between Luo Feng and Yi Tian?"

After a moment’s thought, Luo Feng nodded. "That’s correct. Luo Feng is the foremost Martial Champion, and Yi Tian is the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion. Naturally, one cannot miss such a grand event."

"Well said."

The stern-faced martial artist chuckled and nodded, studying Luo Feng as he asked, seemingly casually, "I once participated in the assessment of the Twelve Golden Palaces in the Six Southern Domains and had the good fortune to see Luo Feng a few times. I feel your appearance is very similar to his."

At his words, a cold glint flashed deep within the eyes of the burly man and the young martial artist. They stared intently at Luo Feng, secretly preparing to strike at any sign of trouble.

"Heh, more than one person has told me I resemble Luo Feng."

Luo Feng smiled. "It seems I really do bear some resemblance to this Luo Feng. However, if I were him, I wouldn’t be foolish enough to challenge Yi Tian. As an expert newly ranked on the Dragon List, Yi Tian’s strength is undoubtedly outstanding. To challenge him is simply courting death."

Hearing Luo Feng’s words, the three martial artists were all taken aback.

The stern-faced martial artist saw Luo Feng’s calm and composed expression; even upon hearing his own name, Luo Feng’s demeanor hadn’t changed in the slightest. Could it be that he really isn’t Luo Feng? he wondered.

Letting out a breath, the stern-faced martial artist relaxed somewhat and said with a laugh, "You’re right. That Luo Feng wouldn’t possibly be..."

This is bad!

The stern-faced martial artist had only spoken halfway when he suddenly felt an overwhelming, bone-chilling coldness wash over him. Looking up, he saw a streak of crimson knife light howling towards him, rapidly expanding. The intense killing intent made his skin prickle painfully, as if pierced by needles.

Retreat!

With no other thought in his mind, the stern-faced martial artist roared inwardly, pushing his internal Yuan Qi to its absolute limit as he tried to fly backward.

But the knife light was faster.

SQUELCH!

His Protective Gang Energy shattered, blood sprayed, and an arm flew high into the air.

The stern-faced martial artist grunted, staggered back several steps, and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the other two reacted, the stern-faced martial artist’s left arm had already been severed by Luo Feng.

"You brat, you’re courting death!"

The burly man’s face turned livid. He let out a low roar as a series of crackling sounds echoed from within his body, his muscles bulging. He strode forward with his right foot and threw a punch at Luo Feng.

This punch was simple and direct, overflowing with ferocity. The sound of the air tearing was like a clap of thunder.

Luo Feng didn’t dodge. He exhaled slowly and met the attack with a punch of his own.

BOOM!

The two tyrannical fist energies collided. The violent impact sent tangible ripples through the air, and the ground cracked and collapsed, revealing shocking fissures.

The burly man stumbled back nearly ten steps, his figure unstable, before managing to halt.

Luo Feng drifted back three steps, his body like a falling leaf, landing lightly. He clenched his fist, somewhat surprised. This man’s fist strength was exceptionally strong, not like that of a mid-stage fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist.

Having regained his footing, the burly man stared at Luo Feng, his eyes filled with shock and gravity.

He had been exceptionally gifted since childhood, born with Innate Divine Strength. Although he was only at the mid-stage of the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, a full-powered punch from him could injure even a late-stage fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist if they were careless.

His opponent was so young, merely at the early stage of the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, yet not only was his Yuan Qi unbelievably dense, but his physique was also incredibly strong. He was simply a monster.

COUGH, COUGH...

The stern-faced martial artist coughed up another mouthful of blood, feeling the Qi flow within him smoothen. He looked up at Luo Feng, his face cold and grim. "Brat, why did you suddenly attack us?"

Luo Feng flicked his knife’s blade and sneered, "If I’m not mistaken, you’re from Qingyun Mansion."

The stern-faced martial artist’s expression changed slightly. "You really are Luo Feng! How did you find out? I shouldn’t have revealed any flaws."

A smile touched Luo Feng’s lips as he said lightly, "That’s merely what you think. You revealed far too many flaws."

"First, you claimed to be adventuring martial artists, yet you bear no signs of weathering from your travels. Second, since you said you’d met me before, you should have recognized me immediately, not schemed and waited until the end to ask."

Luo Feng’s voice was calm, but there was one thing he didn’t mention: his Soul Power was strong, and during their conversation, he had sensed the faint killing intent emanating from the three of them.

"You truly are a dangerous individual!" The stern-faced martial artist looked at Luo Feng’s calm expression, a chilling sensation creeping into his heart.

He had followed the Azure Cloud Marquis and met many great figures. Luo Feng’s temperament and shrewdness were already comparable to those renowned experts of the Jianghu. If this boy were allowed to continue growing, he would undoubtedly become a formidable figure.

At this moment, the burly man stepped forward, glaring at Luo Feng and sneering,

"I said it before, we should have just killed him directly! Then there wouldn’t be all this trouble! Brat, take another punch from me!"

Before his words faded, the burly man soared into the air, his massive fist erupting with brilliant golden light as he smashed it down from above.

BOOM!

The ferocious fist energy transformed into a golden pillar of light, crushing downwards. The space within a ten-zhang radius instantly collapsed, and the ground sank inch by inch.

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes. He pushed his Yuan Qi to its limit and unleashed the Great Wilderness Flame Explosion from his Eight Wildernesses Dominating Flame Fist.

Explode!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

Amidst the deafening rumbles, the golden Fist Aura shattered inch by inch. A continuous series of thunder-like explosions resounded, crushing their way towards the burly man.

SWOOSH!

The burly man’s clothes were ripped apart by the force. He spat out blood as his figure was blasted back dozens of meters in mid-air.

"How can he be this strong?!" Watching the burly man being knocked back by a single punch, the young martial artist couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.

"Today, all three of you must die." Luo Feng stood his ground, a sharp aura soaring from him as his frigid gaze swept over each of the three men.

"We absolutely cannot let this brat live! No more holding back! Attack together!" The stern-faced martial artist felt the icy aura from Luo Feng, a chill seizing his heart as he shouted loudly.

"Brat, die! Diamond Cloud-Splitting Stele!" Enraged, the burly man attacked first. Golden light erupted from his body as he made a grasping motion with his right hand.

BUZZ!

A massive golden Stele, nearly ten zhang thick, appeared in the burly man’s grasp. Radiating a terrifying pressure, it bore down on Luo Feng as if to shatter the very world.

"I’ll help you!" The young martial artist standing nearby drew his sword. Dense purple light gathered on its blade, coalescing into a meter-wide crystalline purple giant sword.

Kill!

With a low shout, the young martial artist thrust his sword. The crystalline purple giant sword shot forward, emitting an incomparably sharp aura. The ground cracked wherever it passed as it headed straight for Luo Feng.

Having personally experienced Luo Feng’s terrifying strength, neither held back in the slightest, each unleashing their most powerful attack.

A colossal golden Stele descended from the sky, carrying a vast, unceasing momentum that enveloped Luo Feng. From below, a piercingly sharp purple Sword Qi, accompanied by a mind-splitting shriek, pressed towards him.

Luo Feng’s mind jolted. The strength of these two is almost comparable to Cui Bo, the leader of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group.

He had no intention of retreating. A sharp glint flashed in Luo Feng’s eyes. A crimson dragon scale materialized on his forehead, and his aura surged skyward.

"Great Wilderness Flame Explosion!" His right fist ignited with dazzling crimson Yuan Qi flames as Luo Feng punched forward.

The crimson fist energy spread out, colliding with the golden Stele and the purple Sword Qi.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

Amidst the deafening rumbles, the golden Stele crumbled, and the purple Sword Qi vanished along with it.

"What?!" The young martial artist and the burly man’s expressions changed drastically. Their combined all-out attack was something even a fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist would have to carefully consider blocking, yet it had been shattered so easily.

Just as the two were about to readjust and strike again, Luo Feng gave them no such opportunity.

"Nine Suns White Flame Saber!" Nine golden suns appeared in the void around Luo Feng. Gripping the Rage Flame Knife with both hands, he slashed down from above.

A colossal blade engulfed in white flames materialized from thin air. Over twenty meters long, it radiated a terrifying might.

The young martial artist and the burly man had no time to dodge before being swallowed by the blade light. Their Protective Gang Energy shattered instantly, and their bodies were sliced in two. Yet, strangely, no blood flowed.

BOOM!

The blade light flashed. The earth trembled, leaving a three-meter-wide Slash Mark beside the stern-faced martial artist, extending forty to fifty meters into the distance.

The stern-faced martial artist, who had been preparing to attack, was greatly startled.

The burly man and the young martial artist were both mid-stage fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists, elites from Qingyun Mansion. To think they had been slain so easily, without any power to resist!

Luo Feng walked towards the stern-faced martial artist.

"What do you want?" The stern-faced martial artist forced himself to remain calm.

Luo Feng said coldly, "My whereabouts—have you already reported them to the Azure Cloud Marquis?"

The stern-faced martial artist’s eyes flickered. He sneered, "That’s right. Yesterday, I already used the Spirit Mirror to inform the Marquis. Your location is exposed! Moreover, Yuan Xinglie, one of Qingyun Mansion’s three great managers, is nearby. If you dare to kill me, you will surely die!"

"Don’t waste your breath. You will die today regardless," Luo Feng stated calmly, then swung his knife.

SPURT!

A jet of blood shot from the stern-faced martial artist’s neck. He clutched it, his eyes wide. "You..."

Gazing at the stern-faced martial artist’s astonished expression, Luo Feng said indifferently, "There’s something I forgot to tell you. Yuan Xinglie, one of Qingyun Mansion’s three great managers... is already dead..."