Martial Arts Overlord

The two people, Luo Feng was familiar with both. During the hunting tournament, Xue Ziyi’s dreamy palm technique left a deep impression on him.

Of course, the one he was concerned about was not Xue Ziyi, but Shi Zhong.

From Shi Zhong’s previous matches, it was evident that his saber technique cultivation was exquisite. His moves were grand and forceful, seemingly integrated with the grand momentum of heaven and earth. Each strike was powerful and weighty, bearing some similarities to Luo Feng’s own style. Watching this battle might allow him to gain some insights.

Dong!

Shi Zhong appeared atop the dragon pillar, his heavy footsteps causing a muffled sound from the ground, his gaze fixed on Xue Ziyi opposite him.

"Please."

"Apologies." Xue Ziyi didn’t say much, his figure flickered and transformed into a purple cloud, rushing towards Shi Zhong.

Seeing this scene, Luo Feng nodded slightly. Xue Ziyi practiced palm techniques; there are strengths in inches and weaknesses in feet. Facing Shi Zhong, a saber man, in close combat was apparently most beneficial.

As for victory or defeat, Luo Feng didn’t make any rash judgments.

Although Xue Ziyi’s cultivation was a level higher than Shi Zhong’s, this was not the key to determining the outcome. The Martial Artists who entered the New Dragon List were all elite disciples of various Golden Palaces, and challenging across levels was a common occurrence. Therefore, a one-level cultivation difference had very limited impact. The outcome between the two required an actual fight to determine.

"Cutting Mountain Slash!"

Shi Zhong was evidently wary of Xue Ziyi too. Seeing the opponent approach, he immediately lowered his stance and slashed out.

Whoosh!

The sound of fabric tearing echoed, and a massive saber light appeared between heaven and earth, crushing out, compressing the air into explosions, spreading wildly over the sky.

The chaotic Qi Force sealed off the path of the purple cloud light, revealing Xue Ziyi’s position.

"Purple Cloud Shocking Wind!"

Neither surprised nor flustered, as soon as Xue Ziyi revealed his position, he immediately mobilized Yuan Qi, covering his palms with a purple luster, slamming a palm horizontally outward.

The purple Palm Gang pierced through the air with a resounding clang, but did not shatter the Saber Gang; it merely cracked open into thick crevices, deviating several angles.

"Such strong Saber Gang."

Xue Ziyi’s gaze flickered, his figure darted, instantaneously shifting tens of meters away.

Swish!

As the Saber Gang swept by, the air on the platform was divided in two, the Qi Force formed by the broken Saber Gang causing Xue Ziyi to retreat repeatedly.

"Slash!"

Shi Zhong stepped forward and raised his long saber, slashing out again.

"Flying Butterfly Purple Shadow!"

Having witnessed the Saber Gang’s speed, Xue Ziyi knew that retreating would mean defeat. He halted his retreat and immediately mobilized Yuan Qi with all his might, striking out with his hands repeatedly. Instantly, layer upon layer of palm force, transformed into purple butterflies, soared towards the Saber Gang.

Boom!

Finally, the Saber Gang reached its limit and completely collapsed.

"Defeat, Millennial Chasing Butterfly!"

Having blocked the Saber Gang, Xue Ziyi then deployed his movement technique, his figure flickering and breaking through the chaotic Qi Force, appearing in midair and then mysteriously disappearing again.

Bam bam bam bam...

The sound of air explosions echoed continuously, purple light flickered in all directions above Shi Zhong, bursts of strong purple palm force, like a fierce storm, attacked Shi Zhong from all sides. Each palm carried an extremely domineering aura. If Shi Zhong’s defense showed a slight flaw, he would inevitably suffer endless attacks.

Unexpectedly, facing such domineering attacks, Shi Zhong had no intention to evade. He reversed his grip on his treasure saber, the blade facing upward, a bright glint flashing in his eyes.

"Reverse Water Ascending Heaven Slash!"

Slash!

A strikingly bright light flashed through the void; the gigantic arc-shaped saber light shot straight to the sky, seemingly unfurling a massive curtain between heaven and earth. Within its range, the palm force shattered one after another, vanishing completely in an instant.

Swish!

Xue Ziyi landed back on the ground, reaching out to catch a torn corner of her skirt, which had just been sliced.

Looking at the severed corner of her skirt in hand, Xue Ziyi slightly furrowed her brows, then thought of something, gave Shi Zhong a deep glance, and said:

"I lost."

Her Purple Butterfly Millennial Phantom Palm was a top-grade Profound Level palm technique, while Shi Zhong’s saber technique was definitely not above the Profound Level. Regarding cultivation, she should have had a greater chance of winning, yet the result was the opposite.

Shi Zhong’s saber technique suddenly became more powerful, and his momentum changed for a moment; he must have gained some insights.

Shi Zhong succeeded in the challenge, replacing Xue Ziyi’s stone pillar, while Xue Ziyi stepped back to the stone pillar Shi Zhong was on.

"Reverse Water Ascending Heaven Slash, truly formidable! Defeated Xue Ziyi in just one strike."

"This year’s eight new stars are all incredibly strong. Luo Feng is one; this Shi Zhong is another, and both are saber men."

"Earlier, when Shi Zhong used Reverse Water Ascending Heaven Slash, I felt his momentum seemed to change. Did you guys feel it too?"

"No, you might have sensed it wrong?"

"Perhaps."

While the crowd was discussing, the next match immediately began.

On the dragon pillar, Luo Feng looked at Shi Zhong from afar, "I didn’t expect him to have understood the grand momentum as well..."

Though it was only momentary, Luo Feng felt it clearly. In that last slash, Shi Zhong integrated with the grand momentum. He remembered that during the Twelve Golden Palace’s assessment, Shi Zhong hadn’t understood the grand momentum; it should have been realized in the recent year.

At this moment, Shi Zhong raised his head, meeting Luo Feng’s gaze, a bright glint flashing in his eyes. Being newly arrived talents, both wielding sabers and comprehending the grand momentum, it was impossible not to have thoughts.

After this battle, Shi Zhong’s fame soared, although not as much as Luo Feng’s.

After the match with Xia Yunjing, Luo Feng’s popularity now rivaled the veteran top ten new dragons of the tenth layer.

After the seventh layer’s challenge ended, the eighth layer followed immediately.

This time, Yan Hu was finally able to have his first match in the New Dragon List tournament.

An Profound Level nine late-stage Heavenly Sword Pavilion swordsman, whether curious about the Wild tribe’s strength or thinking Yan Hu’s ranking was undeserved, challenged him.

"Hahaha... Finally, someone challenged me. You’ve got a good eye!"

Being challenged for the first time, Yan Hu was extremely excited; his entire face turned slightly red as if he’d been drinking, allowing the Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger to crouch beside him, saying, "Come on, I won’t use beast taming, let’s have some fun."

This Heavenly Sword Pavilion disciple was somewhat wary of Yan Hu; hearing these words, his face immediately turned crimson. It turned out he was only worthy to have fun with the opponent!

"Take my sword first!"

With a long cry, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion disciple’s figure tore through the void, speeding past the sound barrier and thrusting a sword in mid-air.

Swoosh!

A monstrous golden Sword Gang, several yards thick, carried an astonishing sharp aura, directly aiming at Yan Hu.

"Well done!"

Yan Hu laughed heartily, his body trembling, immediately bursting the beast fur jacket, revealing terrifying muscles like rock, simply throwing out a punch.

Boom boom boom boom...

This simple punch held an immensely horrifying force, accurately hitting the Sword Gang like an enraged dragon emerging from the sea.

Bang!

The Sword Gang was instantly shattered; the three-pinned Spirit Weapon sword bent to ninety degrees, then sprang back straight, directly sending the swordsman behind it flying, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood mid-air, his entire right arm trembling violently, barely gripping the sword.

"Oh, sorry, I used too much force. That doesn’t count; let’s do it again."

Yan Hu clicked his tongue, taking three steps into two as he chased after the Heavenly Sword Pavilion disciple.

"I lost!"

The young swordsman shouted, enduring the pain all over, leapfrogging off the dragon pillar in terror.

Joking aside, with just a single punch, he had shattered all his defenses and was even injured. If there was another punch, what could he use to counter? He realized climbing this dragon pillar was a mistake!

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