Martial Arts Overlord

The discussions around her rise and fall, and hearing these discussions, Yan Feihua furrows her brows slightly.

She just observed the other experts from the Golden Palace; in one year’s time, everyone’s progress has been significant.

The top ten new dragons she knows well, like Han Wudao from the Purple Extreme Palace ranked sixth, and Su Xiaokang from the Jade Hall ranked seventh. Their cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and their aura is extremely powerful. She doesn’t have absolute confidence in defeating them in a confrontation.

After weighing it carefully, even Yan Feihua is not confident that she can break into the top ten in this year’s New Dragon Ranking Tournament.

Turning her gaze, Yan Feihua glanced at Luo Feng, seeing him unmoved, and couldn’t help but gently sigh.

She always feels that this junior brother is unfathomable. She hopes Luo Feng can break into the top ten so that Linglong Hall wouldn’t be without a single new dragon in the top ten.

"Senior sister, is there something you need?"

Luo Feng sensed Yan Feihua’s gaze and turned to ask.

Yan Feihua was momentarily stunned, shook her head, and then asked, "Junior brother, it’s your first time attending the New Dragon Ranking Tournament, why aren’t you a bit nervous?"

Luo Feng replied, "When the enemy troops come, we block them with our generals; when floods arrive, we use earth to stop them. Being nervous won’t change anything. Besides, I don’t believe I would lose."

Yan Feihua was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "With such a disposition, I am ashamed compared to senior brother."

"Senior brother?"

The sudden change in address from Yan Feihua surprised Luo Feng.

In terms of strength, Yan Feihua should indeed call him senior brother, but so far the two haven’t faced each other in a duel, and he doesn’t care about titles, so he has always called Yan Feihua senior sister. Unexpectedly, Yan Feihua calls him senior brother first.

Yan Feihua smiled brightly and said with a chuckle, "Although we haven’t faced off, I have self-awareness. Today, I am not your opponent anymore. The position of the chief disciple is well-deserved for you. Isn’t that right?"

Luo Feng lightly smiled, not making any comment.

At this moment, a stronger commotion rose up, causing ripples in the sea between the twelve small islands.

"The contestants from Yuangang Hall have come out."

"And the people from Sky Sword Pavilion are here too, along with Jade Hall, Floating Snow Hall, Purple Extreme Palace!"

"Wow, such powerful auras from these people."

One after another, figures appeared on the high platforms of each Golden Palace.

Some of these people have a proud temperament, some with cold and ruthless gazes and chilling murderous aura; some have an aura like thunderbolt mountain floods, one glance containing the power to destroy the heavens and earth.

Heroes from all over the rtiad are observing the young generation on the platforms, even the elders from each Golden Palace are whispering amongst themselves.

Luo Feng glanced around, squinting slightly. There’s no doubt that the twelve Golden Palaces are a hidden trove for talents; among these people, several made him wary.

Among these disciples, he identified many familiar faces such as Lin Hongyi, Yue Haitang, He Qin, Lu Xiao Yun, and Ye Siyi, among others.

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter overshadowed all sounds, echoing in the sky. Meanwhile, a burly, short-haired young man appeared at the edge of Yuangang Hall’s platform.

"Jian Wuji, come out!"

A ferocious aura burst forth, the youth’s right leg swung down like a blade.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, under the pressure of the leg aura, this space seemed to implode, and a hundred-meter-high giant wave rose on the sea, carrying an air of destruction as it swept towards the island of Sky Sword Pavilion on the left.

In an instant, the noise from the twelve islands disappeared, leaving not a sound, as everyone was awed by the mighty wave.

Just as the wave was about to slam into the platform where the Sky Sword Pavilion disciples were standing, a figure stepped out.

He was slim and straight, dressed in a light blue robe, his steps slow, appearing utterly ordinary.

Yet as though possessed by an invisible charm, once he appeared, everyone’s gaze was drawn to him, even breathing started being influenced by his rhythm.

"Luo Feng, watch carefully. These two are Yu Bufan from Yuangang Hall and Jian Wuji from Sky Sword Pavilion. In terms of potential and strength, they are kings among their generation. If you aim to contest for the top new dragon, they will be your biggest opponents."

Shui Linglong’s transmitted voice reached Luo Feng’s ears.

"Jian Wuji, Yu Bufan! The first and second ranked new dragons..."

Luo Feng’s mind stirred.

At this moment, Jian Wuji came to the front of the platform, looking at the wave sweeping towards him, an aura completely opposite to Yu Bufan emanated from him.

If Yu Bufan is the thunderbolt fire, then Jian Wuji is a mountain, a millennia-old towering peak standing immovable after endless trials, like the king of the world, defying everyone else, unmatched.

Whoosh!

Raising his right hand, Jian Wuji pointed mid-air, without any sword qi visible, and the hundred-meter-high wave instantly shattered into millions of pieces, turning into countless water droplets, vanishing into the sea without a trace.

"Sword Intent!"

Luo Feng raised an eyebrow. At the instant Jian Wuji struck, he sensed the presence of Sword Intent.

Jian Wuji had transformed the intangible Sword Intent into tangible form, creating hundreds of sword qi that instantly extinguished the water wave.

"So strong, indeed deserving of being a top new dragon."

"Yes, I didn’t even see how Jian Wuji made his move."

"Yu Bufan is impressive too; with just a casual kick, he raised a hundred-meter-high wave. If a Martial Artist in the Spiritual Rotation Realm were hit, they would be doomed."

"Both are already in the later stage of the first level of the True Yuan Realm; compared to them, Lu Xiao Yun who just entered the True Yuan Realm pales."

"It seems that the top new dragon this year is inevitably between Jian Wuji and Yu Bufan. Yet we don’t know who will ultimately claim the title."

Around them, continuous exclamations arise.

When Jian Wuji and Yu Bufan appeared, their brilliance instantly overshadowed all the young talents present. Their aura, standing toe to toe, challenging each other, stirred the sea surface into waves, crashing incessantly.

"Jian Wuji, this year you will surely be defeated by me!"

Yu Bufan looked at Jian Wuji, eyes blazing with intense battle spirit, like wildfire burning wild on the prairie, consuming everything.

Jian Wuji glanced at Yu Bufan, indifferently saying:

"Yu Bufan, last year you were defeated by me, this year will be no different. Don’t think that the same level of cultivation means the same level of strength."

"That’s exactly what I wanted to say to you." Yu Bufan clenched his fists, laughing boisterously.

Behind Jian Wuji, Lu Xiao Yun’s eyes flickered with jealousy and ambition, his jaw clenched, inwardly roaring: The top new dragon is mine!

"Hahaha... isn’t the New Dragon Ranking Tournament tomorrow? Why are you starting to fight now; has the tournament started early? Why has no one informed me..."

Suddenly, a giant shadow appeared in the azure sky.

With the sound of wind breaking, a giant eagle carrying a red gigantic tiger and a youth with a wild demeanor appeared above the sea.

Glancing at Jian Wuji and Yu Bufan, the wild youth crossed his arms and said, "I originally planned to start with Luo Feng, but he hasn’t fully recovered yet. Seeing your strength looks decent too, who will come and play with me first."

"This guy..."

Luo Feng smiled wryly. The wild youth is none other than Yan Hu.

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