Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 732 - 730: The Day of the Final Battle

Facing dozens of ferocious martial artists, the unparalleled beauty remained calm and asked, "Is there a problem, gentlemen?"

The burly innkeeper, who was originally the shopkeeper of the tavern, glanced at the mysterious black iron box beside the table and sneered, "If you want to stay alive, leave your belongings behind!"

"So, it’s a den of thieves."

The unparalleled beauty scanned the crowd, smiled faintly, and said, "The treasure is here. If you’re capable, come and take it."

"Stubborn until the bitter end! Attack!"

The burly man’s eyes narrowed, filled with murderous intent. With a wave, he unsheathed his sword and, along with the other martial artists, lunged at the unparalleled beauty.

The beauty’s Daimei slightly rose, her slender fingers flicked.

WHOOSH!

The teacup in her hand flew into the air, and the sword silently emerged from the scabbard at her waist.

CLANG, CLANG, CLANG, CLANG...

Sword light flashed, and twenty-four sword marks ripped open the tavern’s space.

In just two breaths, nearly thirty martial artists of the rtiad fell to the ground, moaning in pain. Each had a clear sword mark on their hands and feet, blood flowing freely.

"I’ve crippled your cultivation. From now on, just be ordinary people."

The unparalleled beauty sheathed her sword, her hand reaching out just in time to catch the falling teacup.

The brawny man who had spoken earlier stared at the woman, his face filled with terror. "In the entire Canglan Dynasty, only one person has cultivated the Chaotic Moon Cloud Dance Sword Technique to such a realm! You are Qing Yun, an elder of Changxin Academy!"

"You’re quite knowledgeable."

Qing Yun glanced at the brawny man, picked up the black iron box beside her, and with a flicker of her figure, left the tavern amid horrified gazes.

Standing on the street, Qing Yun gazed at the setting, blood-red sun. A hint of helplessness touched her pretty face as she murmured to herself, Cang South Moon, since you care so much about Luo Feng, why didn’t you come personally? Instead, you let me do this drudgery. Could it be because of the master-disciple bond you once shared with him...

Sighing, Qing Yun shook her head, glanced at the small black iron box in her hand, and thought, I hope we don’t miss the time of the duel; otherwise, it would disappoint South Moon’s kind intentions...

WHOOSH!

With a light tap of her toes, Qing Yun transformed into a streak of green light and vanished in mere moments.

「Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, a night had passed.」

Dawn was just breaking, the eastern sky the color of a fish’s belly, and the entire Azure Sky City was already in an uproar.

The road to Phoenix Soaring Mountain was a sea of people; heroes from all corners had converged. The cacophony of voices was even more spectacular than during the Twelve Golden Palaces assessment.

"Brother Xiao, you’re here this early too?"

"Of course! I’ve waited three months for this day. This is the first time in history an academy student is challenging a New Dragon List expert—and it’s a deathmatch! It’s bound to be thrilling. I was so excited last night I didn’t sleep a wink! We must go early to Phoenix Soaring Mountain to get a good spot."

"Hehe, I didn’t sleep a wink last night either. I imagine most people are the same. The First Martial Champion, Luo Feng, challenging Yi Tian, ranked sixty-third on the New Dragon List—this is a clash between the top geniuses of our Canglan Dynasty! What’s more, two King Marquises are backing them."

"That’s right. Cold Moon Marquis and Azure Cloud Marquis have always been like fire and water. This duel can be seen as a direct confrontation between the two King Marquises. Plus..."

The martial artist called Brother Xiao lowered his voice, "I heard His Highness the Crown Prince will also be attending."

"His Highness the Crown Prince!"

The other person was taken aback, licked his lips, and urged, "No more talking! The more you talk, the more I want to see this duel. Let’s go! We need to get to Phoenix Soaring Mountain early for a good spot."

"Let’s go, let’s go..."

On the main road and in the sky, vast throngs of martial artists surged towards Phoenix Soaring Mountain, their discussions echoing endlessly.

「Qingyun Mansion.」

CLANG!

Two cold sword lights collided, sending sparks flying. The shattered Qi Force tore the surrounding air to shreds, imbuing it with a bone-chilling cold.

The wielders of the sword lights were a stern young man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a middle-aged man in brocade robes.

"Tian’er, very good. Your Cold Flow Phantom Sword has been cultivated to the Great Achievement Realm. Combined with your Floating Snow Qixuan Strength, no martial artist of the same level should be your match. However, do not be careless during the duel. Luo Feng has comprehended Grand Momentum and is no ordinary individual."

The man in brocade robes was Azure Cloud Marquis, and the stern young man opposite him was Yi Tian.

Hearing this, Yi Tian casually unleashed four or five streams of cold Sword Qi, tearing the air in the courtyard, and sneered, "Father, rest assured. No matter what he has comprehended, today I will make him bow before me. I will show everyone who the true genius is."

"Hehe, very good."

Cold Moon Marquis smiled and nodded. With a wave of his hand, WHOOSH! A streak of green light shot out from the main hall, landing in Cold Moon Marquis’s hand. It was an azure treasure sword. "This Green Shadow Sword has been my personal sword all along. Today, I pass it to you. I hope you can achieve fame in today’s battle."

"Yes, Father!"

Yi Tian accepted the Green Shadow Sword, his eyes filled with excitement.

He had long coveted this treasure sword. The Green Shadow Sword was a grade-four Spirit Weapon, forged from the blood essence of a Cold Nether Mythical Fox. Not only could it enhance the power of sword techniques and increase sword speed, but it could also kill unseen.

"Also..."

Azure Cloud Marquis looked at Yi Tian and said, "The Origin Yuan Qi I’ve infused into your body can temporarily boost your Cultivation to the sixth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. However, your meridians cannot withstand my Yuan Qi; it’s a technique that harms the enemy by a thousand while injuring yourself by eight hundred—a trump card for saving your life. Unless absolutely necessary, do not use it."

"Father, rest assured. My own strength is sufficient to defeat Luo Feng. There’s absolutely no need to use your Origin Yuan Qi."

Yi Tian’s voice was firm and brimming with confidence.

...

Dozens of miles northwest of Azure Sky City, a perilous peak pierced the heavens, its treacherous form like a sword.

Atop the perilous peak, a secluded cliffside continuously echoed with sharp, piercing whooshes of air, incessant and fine.

WHOOSH!

The clouds churned. Barely visible within them, a figure shuttled back and forth at lightning speed, like a peerless treasured sword. Wherever it passed, the clouds instantly parted, remaining divided for a long time.

The figure was Luo Feng, currently exerting his full strength to perform the Sky Cloud Step.

A moment later, Luo Feng abruptly halted. Flames roared around his body as he stood poised amidst the clouds. With each blink, his eyes flashed with vibrant radiance, like an emperor gazing proudly over the Eight Wastelands.

"Step of Sky-Burning Monarch!"

His momentum at its peak, Luo Feng’s gaze turned icy as he stepped towards the mountain cliff.

BOOM!

A colossal rumble echoed as the mountain peak trembled. The cliff, over a dozen zhang high, completely disintegrated. Stones plummeted, their roar lingering in the ears.

So this is the Step of Sky-Burning Monarch! Truly extraordinary power!

Standing aloof amidst the clouds, Luo Feng gazed at the cliff that had vanished into thin air, a delighted expression spreading across his face.

After a night of arduous cultivation, his Sky Cloud Step had finally, as hoped, reached the third stage. His Qinggong had ascended to a new level, allowing him to use the Step of Sky-Burning Monarch.

Sky Cloud Step was an Earth-grade Martial Art. In terms of power, the Step of Sky-Burning Monarch was many times more potent than the Eight Wastelands Dominating Flame Fist and could even rival the Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber when cultivated to the tenth stage of Great Accomplishment! It was another formidable technique.

HAAH...

Exhaling a breath as sharp as a sword, Luo Feng reined in his aura, glanced at the gradually rising morning sun in the east, and his eyes narrowed slightly. I wonder if Father and Mother have arrived in the Imperial City...

With that thought, Luo Feng’s figure flashed, soaring towards Azure Sky City, heading straight for the Cold Moon Marquis’s Mansion.

Upon reaching Cold Moon Marquis’s Mansion, Luo Feng saw from a distance two figures already waiting in the open space before it.

On the left was Cold Moon Marquis Yue Chongshan. The other, wearing a cyan gown with his dark hair tied back, was extraordinarily handsome. A precious crimson sword was strapped to his side, and a hint of heroic spirit flickered between his brows—it was Yue Haitang, whom he had missed yesterday.

"Luo Feng!"

Yue Haitang turned, saw Luo Feng, and waved with a smile, "Long time no see."

"Greetings, Uncle Yue."

Luo Feng quickly stepped forward, greeted Yue Chongshan, then turned his gaze to Yue Haitang. "I came looking for you yesterday, but you weren’t in."

"I had some matters to attend to yesterday and only returned to the mansion today," Yue Haitang said quickly, his gaze falling on Luo Feng. A smile touched his lips. "Congratulations on advancing to the mid-Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm."

"You know already?"

"I... I heard it from my cousin," Yue Haitang said, slightly flustered.

Luo Feng rubbed his nose and asked, "And your cousin, Yue Hongzhuang?"

"She dislikes scenes of fighting and killing, so she won’t be going to Phoenix Soaring Mountain. She asked me to wish you victory on her behalf."

Yue Haitang looked at Luo Feng, pursed his lips slightly, and asked casually, "Luo Feng... what do you think of my cousin?"

Luo Feng pondered for a moment, then replied with a smile, "She is a rare beauty, and her strength is also impressive; truly talented and beautiful. I wonder who will be fortunate enough to win her favor."

A faint smile touched the corners of Yue Haitang’s mouth. He looked up at Luo Feng and said, "When there’s a chance, I’ll introduce him to you."

"Alright."

Luo Feng smiled faintly. He was indeed somewhat curious about Yue Hongzhuang’s intended. This woman is so outstanding, he thought, the one she fancies must also be extraordinary.

Yue Chongshan, standing to the side, glanced at the two and said, "The duel is at noon. Let’s depart."

Phoenix Soaring Mountain was an imposing, ring-shaped mountain range. A naturally formed valley within it was the site for this decisive battle.

By the time the three of them arrived at Phoenix Soaring Mountain, few people remained outside the valley. Most of the martial artists spectating the battle had already entered.

His gaze pierced the clouds. Luo Feng’s attention was immediately drawn to several figures on the vast, flat plaza at the valley entrance.

In the center stood the middle-aged man and beautiful woman—Luotian and Yang Qing. The young women beside them were, surprisingly, Disciples of Linglong Hall he had met before in the Red Dragon Mountain Range: Ling Qingwu, Lin Yue’er, and others.

"Father! Mother!"

With a flash, Luo Feng appeared on the plaza and bowed to Luotian and Yang Qing.

"Feng Er, you’re alright!"

Seeing Luo Feng, Yang Qing hurried over, her expression excited. Luo Feng had been out training, and she had been on edge the entire time.

"Mother, I’m fine," Luo Feng smiled.

Luotian’s eyes also held excitement. When his gaze fell upon Luo Feng, he suddenly let out a soft "Yi?" He realized Luo Feng’s aura was as deep as the sea, immeasurably stronger than it had been three months prior.

"Feng Er, what realm has your Cultivation reached?"

Luo Feng replied, "Mid-stage of the Fifth Level, Spiritual Rotation Realm."

HISSS!

Hearing this, Luotian and Yang Qing gasped.

In just three months, he had advanced from the Third Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm to the Fifth! One would be hard-pressed to find another person in the entire Canglan Dynasty capable of such an achievement.