Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 743 - 741: Unparalleled Genius!

"Xue Wu Qing, if you dare to stand in my way today, my Linglong Hall will become your enemy!"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Hearing Ling Qingwu’s words, Xue Wu Qing waved his hand, a scornful look on his face, "Ling Qingwu, there’s no situation I, Xue Wu Qing, haven’t seen before. You don’t need to use Linglong Hall to threaten me. It’s a pity Shui Linglong isn’t here; otherwise, watching her favorite disciple die so tragically wouldn’t be too bad..."

Yue Haitang’s face was cold. The gleam in her eyes was as dazzling as roaming lightning in the void. She coldly snorted, "Why waste words on such a petty man? Just kill him!"

SLASH!

As she finished speaking, she shook her wrist and slashed out with her precious sword, creating a stunning sword light.

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH...

The sword light in mid-air suddenly divided into eighteen sword shadows, carrying boundless sharpness and completely enveloping Xue Wu Qing...

Ling Qingwu looked at Yue Haitang with surprise and nodded slightly. Then, her figure swayed, appearing behind Xue Wu Qing. Her eyes focused, her blade dancing like a wild snake, as an impossibly strange sword thrust towards Xue Wu Qing’s heart from behind.

WHOOSH!

The sword light was extremely fast, virtually silent.

CLANG CLANG CLANG...

Xue Wu Qing swung his sword to resist the eighteen incoming sword shadows. Suddenly, he felt an astonishing chill approaching from behind. His skin broke out in goosebumps, and his body flew out.

SLASH!

The sword light, condensed into a thin line, flashed in the void. Xue Wu Qing’s sleeve was cut open, leaving a finger-length slash.

Looking at the sword mark on his clothes, Xue Wu Qing’s eyebrows trembled slightly. If he had been a fraction slower, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

SWISH!

At this moment, the sound of breaking air came again.

Ling Qingwu attacked again with her second sword. This time, the Sword Qi was extremely powerful and thick. It tore through the layers of air as if trying to split this space.

Anger flashed in Xue Wu Qing’s eyes as he took a step forward. "Winter’s Ruthlessness!"

His snow-white robe fluttered without any wind. Xue Wu Qing’s precious sword trembled slightly, launching a flurry of cold Sword Qi, like snowfall in winter, scattering to meet the powerful Sword Qi and emitting sizzling sounds upon impact.

Over ten powerful beings of the Spiritual Rotation Realm were fiercely battling. The roar of their power was like summer thunderbolts, ringing continuously. The World Yuan Qi was in chaos, causing the entire Phoenix Soaring Mountain to tremble non-stop.

The Martial Artists observing nearby, staring at the intense battle above, were all stupefied, their hearts shaken.

"Who would’ve thought that a life-and-death duel would cause such a chaotic battle!"

"Indeed, coming to Phoenix Soaring Mountain this time was truly worthwhile."

"Two King Marquis, a Princess of the Dali Dynasty, and even the Nangong family from the North Sea have gotten involved. All these powerful contenders are involved, just for the sake of Luo Feng."

"How will this chaotic battle end?"

"Look, Luo Feng and Steward Zhao are about to make their move!"

"The Second Prince is obviously unable to intervene due to his status. Now, no one else can help Luo Feng; he can only rely on himself. This Steward Zhao is a Martial Artist at the seventh stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. I wonder how Luo Feng will deal with him."

As the crowd was discussing, Steward Zhao had already appeared thirty steps away from Luo Feng.

"I didn’t expect that you would be Luo Feng."

Steward Zhao’s gaze fell on Luo Feng, a mysterious light flashing in the depths of his pupils, his expression cold.

Luo Feng said casually, "Not recognizing me can only be blamed on your own stupidity."

Upon hearing his words, Steward Zhao’s face stiffened. His eyes burst with rage as he said loudly, "I told you, the next time we meet, I will shatter your body to pieces."

"That depends on whether you have the strength to do so."

Luo Feng was expressionless, but his eyes carefully surveyed his surroundings.

As expected of the Nangong family’s Tiger Shark Guards, they have managed to entangle Yang Dingtian, Qing Yun, and Luotian. It will be difficult for anyone to claim victory in a short time. And Ling Qingwu and Yue Haitang, both blocked by Xue Wu Qing, couldn’t escape either.

GULP.

Swallowing the medicinal pill he had held in his mouth, Luo Feng’s eyes revealed a touch of seriousness.

The current situation looked very bad; everything now relied only on him. He must find an opportunity to escape. Chi Wei’s target was him. As long as he could escape from here, everything would naturally end.

However, Luo Feng cast a glance at Steward Zhao, a bitter smile forming in his heart. It wasn’t easy to evade a seventh-stage Martial Artist of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. This would not be like last time; then, everything had been unexpected.

Hearing Luo Feng’s words, Steward Zhao let out a cold smile and disdainfully retorted, "Luo Feng, you could defeat Yi Tian; your strength is indeed extraordinary. I must admit, I’m somewhat jealous of your potential. In a few more years, your achievements will far exceed mine, reaching a height I will never be able to reach. Regrettably, now is not that time. And also, there will be no ’later’ for you..."

Shaking his head, Steward Zhao continued, "Tell me before you die, where is the Demon Eye Clan slave you saved? Speak honestly, and I can spare you some pain."

"You’d better ask it."

Luo Feng smirked. Suddenly, the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber materialized with a radiant Fire Gang stretching three to four meters long, slashing a horrible scar across the arena.

"Nine Suns White Flame Saber!"

Nine golden suns appeared behind him. Luo Feng’s spirit soared as his foot moved. A Saber Gang, more than ten meters long, shot out, soaring towards Steward Zhao.

BOOM!

The blade of white flame, carrying an incredibly terrifying heat, whisked forward. Beneath the Saber Gang, the air kept booming, extremely domineering.

Taken by surprise, Steward Zhao’s eyes widened in shock. Sensing the terrifying power contained in the white flame Saber Gang, he didn’t dare to resist head-on; his figure drifted back swiftly.

BOOM!

The Saber Gang flashed, and the hundred-meter-wide arena was split in two. The Saber Gang submerged into the pool, causing a water curtain several meters high to explode.

SWOOSH...

Shaken by the lingering energy of the Saber Gang, Steward Zhao kept retreating, his figure appearing somewhat distressed in the water curtain.

Having suffered that blow, Steward Zhao exploded in fury. Looking at Luo Feng, his eyes burst with endless rage. "Brat, you refused a toast, so you’ll drink a forfeit!"

With a loud shout, Steward Zhao’s turbid eyes radiated a piercing sharpness. A surge of grand and unstoppable Yuan Qi erupted from within him. His body shimmered with a green radiance, appearing as if it had transformed into a lump of Glaze.

"What an overwhelming aura! Steward Zhao is indeed a seventh-stage Martial Artist of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Luo Feng is definitely doomed..."

"What a shame. Luo Feng is so young and already at the late phase of the fifth stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Moreover, he has even comprehended the Grand Momentum—an exceptional genius whose future achievements are immeasurable. Yet today, he is destined to fall here."

"Geniuses are as numerous as stars in the night sky across the True Martial Continent. But how many of them truly grow strong? A dead genius is no longer a genius."

"Well, that is true."

Most onlookers were paying attention to Luo Feng and Steward Zhao. Sensing the astonishing aura emanating from Steward Zhao, they were understandably surprised. Watching Luo Feng, their gazes filled with regret.

Luo Feng had just barely defeated Yi Tian using all his strength. Now Steward Zhao, a seventh-stage Martial Artist of the Spiritual Rotation Realm and much stronger than Yi Tian, stood before him. To the crowd, Luo Feng appeared to have no chance of victory; he wouldn’t even be able to withstand one attack.

"Die! Innate Qingjing Qi!"

With his aura reaching its peak, Steward Zhao bellowed as his right palm swept out.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM...

An exceptionally condensed beam of blue light shot towards Luo Feng.

The blue beam shimmered under the sunlight with a crystalline gloss, looking like crystal. Everywhere it passed, layers of air exploded, and the stage shattered into numerous fractures that extended into the pond, demonstrating horrifying power.

"Luo Feng!"

"Feng Er!"

Luotian, Yang Dingtian, and others were pale with fright and shock.

Yue Haitang, Yang Qing, and others turned pale, their faces drained of blood.

In a corner of the mountain, a handsome young man with blue hair, exuding a scholarly aura, looked at Luo Feng on the stage and raised his eyebrows, then lifted one foot.

Just then, he spotted Master Nangong on the other side of the pond. His eyebrows knitted slightly; he hesitated for a moment, then put his foot down again.

BANG!

The blue crystal beam moved extremely fast and, in the blink of an eye, arrived in front of Luo Feng, the air vibrating with a boom.

Luo Feng felt a tremendous pressure coming straight at him, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

In this dangerous situation, Luo Feng’s eyes focused.

BUZZ!

Ten golden suns appeared, burning wildly behind Luo Feng in the void.

"Golden Crow Annihilation Slash!"

With his hair fluttering in the scorching air current, Luo Feng slashed out with his saber.

SCREECH!

With a resounding cry, the air in front of Luo Feng was swept away. A Three-legged Golden Crow, more than ten meters long, appeared.

SWISH!

Luo Feng did not stop there. With a slight tremor of his body, to everyone’s astonishment, ten more golden suns appeared, and he executed another strike with the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber into the void!

One strike! Two strikes! Three strikes! Four strikes... 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

To the onlookers’ horror, Luo Feng consecutively executed five Golden Crow Annihilation Slashes in an instant.

Five Three-legged Golden Crows merged without interval. Instantly, a bright flame flourished. The massive Three-legged Golden Crow spread its wings, now a hundred meters in size, dragged a dazzling flame wave through the void, and violently collided with the blue crystal beam.

BOOM!

A thunderous explosion resounded. Above the pond, green light and flames erupted, forming a substantial shockwave that shot in all directions. The stage instantly shattered into four or five pieces, left floating on the water’s surface.

FWOOSH!

The flame light disappeared, and the blue crystal beam, now shrunk by nearly ninety percent, extended towards Luo Feng.

"Slash!"

The Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber gathered a scarlet Saber Gang, splitting the remaining energy with a single strike.

Luo Feng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He stood in place, supported by the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, his face pale.

The Golden Crow Annihilation Slash was too overbearing. Performing it five times in an instant was difficult for him to endure, no matter how strong his physique. Right now, his Yuan Qi was flowing backward, and he could not suppress the turbulent qi and blood in his body.

The onlooking Martial Artists all stared at Luo Feng, completely dumbfounded.

"He blocked it!"

"How is it possible? He’s just a Martial Artist in the late phase of the fifth stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm! How could he execute the Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber five times in an instant? His meridians actually withstood such an intense impact of Yuan Qi! It’s unbelievable!"

"This guy is too terrifying. His Saber Technique is strong, his Qinggong is strong, and even his physique is freakishly strong."

"Yes, I really wonder if he has any limits."

Thinking about how Luo Feng had just executed the Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber five times in one breath, everyone looked at each other, deeply shaken and impressed.

If they faced Steward Zhao’s palm, they couldn’t possibly have come out of it unscathed.

This boy must not be spared!

Looking at Luo Feng, Steward Zhao’s face turned cold, his gaze reaching its utmost severity.

Luo Feng’s strength far exceeded his expectations, making him feel a trace of fear deep in his heart.

In a corner of the mountain, the blue-haired youth with the scholarly aura took a surprised look at Luo Feng. A rare smile appeared on his cold face as he nodded slightly. He does qualify.

Lifting his foot, the blue-haired youth was about to move when, suddenly, the entire Phoenix Soaring Mountain erupted with gasps.

Looking towards the stage, the blue-haired youth’s brow furrowed.

A petite figure in a cloak had appeared on the stage out of nowhere.