Martial Arts Overlord

The saber qi, like a flash of light, glittered by, and Luo Feng and Yi Wuxue flew back in retreat, their eyes seeking the same direction.

"Hahahaha..."

With a burst of laughter, someone approached by stepping on water.

The newcomer wore a purple robe, had a square face and fierce eyes, and carried no weapon, yet his imposing figure was like an unsheathed treasured saber, exuding sharpness that soared to the clouds. Whoever he looked at felt enveloped by a cold aura, involuntarily starting to shiver.

Whoosh!

The water parted as the figure appeared between Luo Feng and Yi Wuxue.

"You two, the New Dragon List Tournament is approaching, why start a fight now?"

Glancing at Luo Feng and Yi Wuxue, the newcomer finally rested his gaze on Luo Feng, speaking slowly.

Ling Qingwu said to Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, this is Han Wudao, known as the Purple Dragon Swordsman, who ranked sixth among the top ten new dragons in the last New Dragon List Tournament."

Luo Feng nodded. When the saber qi appeared earlier, he already sensed that the newcomer had exceptional strength.

If the two were to duel, without resorting to Grand Momentum and Demon Form Technique, these special moves, winning would take some effort and wouldn’t come easily.

Of course, it wouldn’t be too difficult either.

Opposite him, Yi Wuxue was also sizing up Han Wudao, a wary glint in his eyes.

Though he always held himself in high regard, he had to admit that he was no match for Han Wudao. He lacked confidence in withstanding the saber qi from earlier.

With Han Wudao intervening, it was evident the confrontation couldn’t continue. Yi Wuxue felt no regret, as he had already achieved his goal.

Through the earlier exchange, he realized that Luo Feng’s strength was not all that formidable, and if he exerted his full power, he had over a seventy percent chance of victory.

Clang!

Sheathing his sword, Yi Wuxue glanced at Luo Feng and sneered coldly, "Luo Feng, considering Han Wudao, I’ll let you off this time. We’ll meet at the New Dragon List Tournament."

Saying this, Yi Wuxue and several disciples from the Sky Sword Pavilion flew off into the distance.

Ling Qingwu smiled helplessly. Having witnessed Luo Feng’s strength along the way, she couldn’t help but feel a bit of sympathy for Yi Wuxue.

Luo Feng ignored Yi Wuxue and glanced at Han Wudao, saying, "Thank you for earlier."

"It was a trivial matter."

Han Wudao waved his hand and squinted his eyes, "Besides, I don’t think you would lose to Yi Wuxue."

"Why do you say that?" Luo Feng raised an eyebrow.

Han Wudao pointed at Luo Feng’s saber and said bluntly, "You didn’t draw your blade. A saber man only draws his blade when facing opponents he respects. This indicates you didn’t find Yi Wuxue worthy of drawing your saber."

Luo Feng’s expression remained noncommittal.

"Looks like I was right."

Han Wudao laughed, "I heard you’ve comprehended the one-in-ten-thousand Grand Momentum. As fellow saber wielders, I look forward to a duel with you at the New Dragon List Tournament. However, I hope you’ll draw your saber then."

Luo Feng nodded, "You are qualified to make me draw my saber."

Han Wudao was momentarily stunned; Luo Feng’s words clearly indicated he had the ability to contend with him. Then he laughed heartily, "Interesting, truly interesting! I’ll remember you, Luo Feng of Linglong Hall."

"Senior Brother Han, we should get going."

At this time, several disciples from the Purple Extreme Palace approached, all speaking with deep respect for Han Wudao.

Among them, a tall, graceful woman with serene and beautiful looks was Xue Ziyi, who had once challenged a half-step great Asura with Luo Feng. She noticed Luo Feng and smiled as a greeting.

Luo Feng nodded in response.

"Both of you, I shall take my leave for now."

Han Wudao bade farewell, turning to leave with several disciples from the Sky Sword Pavilion.

Watching Han Wudao and the others leave, Ling Qingwu said to Luo Feng, "It seems Han Wudao is quite interested in you. In the previous New Dragon List Tournament, his cultivation wasn’t top-notch, yet with his exquisite saber technique, he overcame hurdles and secured the sixth spot. Now that his cultivation has advanced to the peak of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, who knows how strong he has become..."

Her eyes flickered momentarily as Ling Qingwu asked, "Luo Feng, if you were to duel with him, what’s your chance of winning?"

"One hundred percent."

Luo Feng replied without hesitation.

Ling Qingwu’s eyes widened; Luo Feng’s reply left her shocked.

Han Wudao was, after all, ranked sixth among the top ten new dragons. Even Master Sister Yan Feihua couldn’t claim a perfect victory rate.

Shaking her head, Ling Qingwu glanced at Luo Feng, a slight smile forming on her rosy lips.

From crossing the ocean from Sky Water Port to Group Dragon Island, something others deemed impossible, Luo Feng had accomplished it.

The term ’common sense’ seemed not to apply to Luo Feng because since the two had met, he had defied norms countless times.

"Let’s go; we’re almost at Group Dragon Island."

Swish! Swish...

The two utilized their Qinggong, heading towards Group Dragon Island at a swift pace.

The bright moon dimmed as a faint glow appeared at the eastern horizon where sky and water met, forming a jade-like ribbon of light.

Continuing to skim the water surface for over a hundred Baili, as dawn approached, within Luo Feng’s sight, vast expanses of the once-empty sea suddenly revealed gigantic shadows.

"Ahead lies Group Dragon Island," said Ling Qingwu.

Group Dragon Island!

Luo Feng took a deep breath as his figure rose, and the entirety of Group Dragon Island came into full view.

In front, twelve small islands were dotted across the azure sea in a circular arrangement, orderly and methodical.

On each island, mountains undulated, lush and graceful. From a bird’s-eye view, they seemed like majestic dragons lying in the sea, awe-inspiring, as if guarding something. Dense heaven-and-earth Yuan Qi converged into a delicate mist, swirling among the islands, like an otherworldly paradise.

"This is Group Dragon Island, truly a masterpiece of nature..."

Gazing at the islands, Luo Feng was visibly shaken.

"Group Dragon Island comprises twelve small islands and one main island. The twelve small islands encircle the main island, resembling Dragons Playing with a Pearl, thus the name."

Ling Qingwu introduced to Luo Feng, "It’s said that our Canglang Dynasty’s Twelve Golden Palaces have intricate connections with Group Dragon Island; each Golden Palace is associated with a small island. However, after the split between the north and south, apart from the Six Southern Domains’ six Golden Palaces occupying one island each, the remaining six islands have become places for jianghu people to stay while they watch the New Dragon List Tournament."

"Twelve small islands and one main island..."

Luo Feng scanned the area, spotting only twelve small islands and no trace of the main island. He couldn’t help but ask, "Qingwu, where is the main island?"

Ling Qingwu smiled, "You’ll know when it’s three quarters past noon."

As they spoke, the two gradually approached Group Dragon Island.

"Huh..."

Looking at Group Dragon Island, Luo Feng’s eyes flashed with surprise and curiosity.

From a distance, it wasn’t noticeable, but now in proximity, he immediately sensed that as they neared Group Dragon Island, the heaven-and-earth Yuan Qi grew increasingly dense.

Moreover, the island emitted a faint, ancient aura, profound and mysterious.

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