Martial Arts Overlord

Swish!

Jian Wuji glanced at Yu Bufan, his figure slightly blurred as he exploded with sharp energy, his entire body like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, shooting toward the center of the whirlpool at a speed faster than Yan Hu.

"You want to take the lead, but I won’t agree!"

Yu Bufan laughed loudly, and with a sudden stomp on the water.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the water surface sank in a large area, and Yu Bufan shot out like an arrow from a bow, leaving a ten-meter-high water wave behind him, fierce and commanding, catching up to Jian Wuji in one breath, the two running side by side.

Lu Xiao Yun frowned slightly. Although his cultivation was not as good as Jian Wuji and Yu Bufan, he did not truly acknowledge being inferior to them. Now was the chance to prove himself.

His eyes flashed with a brilliant light as Lu Xiao Yun followed suit.

Three True Yuan Realm geniuses were chasing each other, instantly attracting everyone’s attention. Those participating Golden Palace disciples watched each scene with boiling blood; all present were prominent figures from the Canglang Dynasty. Achieving good results would definitely bring them pride and a sense of superiority over others.

"Let’s go too."

A Sky Sword Pavilion disciple flew on his sword, cleaving through the water waves, chasing after Lu Xiao Yun and others.

"Our Yuangang Hall won’t lose to anyone! Go!"

"When it comes to Qinggong, our Jade Hall is better."

...

Instantly, the atmosphere in the whirlpool rapids reached an unprecedented level of excitement, with disciples from six major Golden Palaces refusing to be left behind, showcasing their qinggong, shooting toward the center of the whirlpool.

"Let’s go."

Luo Feng glanced at Yang Wanyi, operated the Sky Cloud Step, and lightly tapped the water surface with his foot, his figure gliding forward along the water.

Yang Wanyi giggled, following closely behind.

On the island platform, Shui Linglong watched this scene with interest.

She knew that Luo Feng could step into the True Yuan Realm at any moment, but she wasn’t clear about his strength. Now Yu Bufan and Jian Wuji were both True Yuan Realm martial artists at the late stage of the first level. If Luo Feng’s strength was average, even breaking through to the True Yuan Realm, it would be difficult to win against them. Although Luo Feng was impressive in many aspects, Jian Wuji and Yu Bufan were not ordinary themselves.

Additionally.

The method Yang Wanyi used to extinguish water was also extraordinary. The crimson-gold flames were not part of the Daluo Burning Demon Art, and Shui Linglong couldn’t discern what it was.

With these thoughts passing, Shui Linglong watched Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi expectantly.

The blazing sun shone brightly, casting down thousands of rays.

Hundreds of Golden Palace disciples demonstrated their qinggong, chasing each other in the swirling whirlpool. The scene was magnificent, and the martial world heroes on each of the small islands widened their eyes, not wanting to miss any exciting moment.

"Ah! No!"

Suddenly, a cry echoed, as a small whirlwind emerged in the whirlpool, sweeping toward a passing Sky Sword Pavilion disciple.

The Sky Sword Pavilion disciple had no chance to evade, and was caught in the whirlwind, thrown heavily into the water, losing the qualification to continue competing.

Seeing this, the other Golden Palace disciples looked grave; the disciple who just lost was an early-stage martial artist of the Eight Spirit Rotations Realm.

"The closer to the center, the more intense the water flow becomes. The power of the waves on the outer side is equivalent to the attack of a Seven Spirit Rotations Realm martial artist, and it only gets stronger beyond that."

"Not only that, but the presence of twenty-four Yuan Spirit Veins makes the Yuan Qi in this space extremely chaotic, affecting the martial artist’s perception, speed, and reaction."

"Indeed, the Sky Sword Pavilion disciple was not weak, but reacted a bit slowly."

"Reaction is also a form of strength. Those eliminated are unlikely to make it to the new dragon rankings, so elimination is just elimination. What I’m curious about is how far Jian Wuji and these masters can persist."

"I’m curious too."

The eliminated candidates, like the splashes from their fall into the water, quickly return to calm. Everyone’s attention is focused on the talented disciples of the major Golden Palaces.

As they ventured deeper, the water flow in the whirlpool became extremely turbulent. Waves crashed like a group of furious dragons, roaring and pounding against each other, creating heart-stopping sounds. Along with the chaotic Yuan Qi of heaven and earth, whirlwinds made of Gang Qi emerged occasionally, ranging from house-sized to the thickness of water tanks, tearing the air with a hiss, deeply affecting the mind.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah ah...

The number of Golden Palace disciples falling into the water increased by the moment, most of them shattered by the raging waves’ Protective Gang Energy and falling, with others caught up in whirlwinds, unfortunately losing their competition eligibility, garnering regret.

For a moment, everyone’s pace slowed down, with some stopping completely, afraid to continue further.

Of course, there were exceptions.

Including Luo Feng, the talented disciples from various Golden Palaces seemed entirely unaffected, maintaining speed as they progressed toward the center.

Witnessing this, those Golden Palace disciples at their limits felt envious, silently vowing to train hard for the next new dragon rankings conference, to display the same prestige.

Among all the talented disciples, Jian Wuji and Yu Bufan were the most eye-catching. Both raced at the forefront, arrogantly dominating the crowd.

Jian Wuji’s gaze remained unfazed and indifferent, as if nothing could pique his interest. He showed no Gang Qi on his body, yet any whirlwinds and raging waves within three feet of him were instantly shattered and disappeared, as if sliced countless times by unseen Qi Force.

Yu Bufan’s momentum contrasted sharply with Jian Wuji’s. He dashed through the whirlpool like a fierce flood beast, unmatched, creating a massive splash over ten meters high with each step, pushing away all waves and whirlwinds.

The two men did not speak, secretly competing, pushing each other, sprinting madly toward the whirlpool’s center.

Boom boom boom boom...

After advancing seven or eight miles, the whirlpool’s rotation speed increased a hundredfold, with water crashing with the sound of thunder, deafeningly loud. Heaven and earth’s Yuan Qi became a chaotic mess, frighteningly dense whirlwinds of Gang Qi, networked into a whirlwind web, rampaging everywhere.

Among the hundreds of Golden Palace disciples, only about thirty remained, all notable figures of their respective halls, with some severely suppressed by the whirlwinds, barely able to move, just barely enduring.

"We’ve ventured seven or eight miles deep, and now the wave’s power is likely as strong as a Ninth Spirit Rotations Realm martial artist’s strike."

"That’s not even the scariest part. The scariest is the emerging whirlwinds; with the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth in chaos, the martial artist’s perception and reaction are greatly impacted. A slight error, and a Ninth Spirit Rotations Realm martial artist could be blasted away if caught by several Gang Qi whirlwinds."

"The fact that these people persist in such harsh conditions is truly impressive!"

"Indeed, these people are undoubtedly the most outstanding young talents of this new dragon rankings conference. The new dragon top ten will definitely emerge from them."

"True, while this competition cannot represent absolute strength, it reveals many aspects."

All eyes were focused on the remaining thirty-something figures.

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