Martial Arts Overlord

Focusing his gaze on Yan Feihua, Xiao Yu sneered inwardly.

’Wind Moon Shadow’ is the true killing move of the Jade Moon Cold Wind Palm. The contained intent can not only affect the enemy’s mind but also allow the palm force to stack, with endless momentum.

Earlier, during his battle with Yang Wanyi, he didn’t use this move. Firstly, there was no opportunity, and secondly, when Yang Wanyi released the Emperor Heart Sky-Burning Flame, he knew that even using this move would be futile. But now, using it against Yan Feihua couldn’t be more suitable.

On the dragon pillar, Luo Feng slightly furrowed his brows, recognizing the extraordinary nature of this move.

The cyan waves were actually Xiao Yu’s palm force, accumulating without release, biding its time.

As time progressed, the power of this strike would only grow stronger. At its peak, Yan Feihua might not be able to withstand it.

"Just as well, I don’t want to waste time either."

Yan Feihua’s eyes flashed slightly. Ignoring the overwhelming cyan waves, she took a step forward.

"Rejuvenation Dance of Annihilation!"

The yuan qi around her surged. Yan Feihua’s palms struck out even faster than before, seemingly vanishing into thin air.

With each palm she struck, a torrent made of yuan qi petals gushed out, carrying a dominating force as if aiming to collapse mountains and sever rivers. Its momentum was no less than Xiao Yu’s Wind Moon Shadow.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

Explosions erupted continuously, and the platform was engulfed in flying petals and howling cyan waves. Yan Feihua and Xiao Yu’s figures were completely obscured, leaving no one aware of how many exchanges they had made.

"How can we see anything like this?"

"Who would’ve thought that Xiao Yu, who lost to Yang Wanyi, was hiding such a trump card? I wonder who will win in the end."

The crowd strained their eyes but still couldn’t discern the battle, speculating about the outcome.

Luo Feng shook his head. By now, both were clashing their yuan qi. Yan Feihua trained in the Affectionate Mysterious Lotus Technique, with far more yuan qi than Xiao Yu. So, from the moment they began exchanging yuan qi, Xiao Yu had already lost.

Thud!

As expected, in just half a stick of incense time, a figure suddenly spewed blood and flew back, crashing harshly into the blue light screen—it was Xiao Yu.

Bam!

Punching the ground, Xiao Yu looked at Yan Feihua with unwillingness on his face.

In this New Dragon List tournament, the person he most wanted to defeat was Yan Feihua, but he still lost this battle.

What he couldn’t bear was that he stumbled twice in the same place, and lost again due to insufficient yuan qi.

"Thank you for letting me win."

Yan Feihua said lightly, returning to her place on the sixth dragon pillar.

Luo Feng withdrew his gaze from the Ascending Dragon Platform, noticing Yan Hu nearby. Suddenly, he recalled that Yan Hu hadn’t challenged anyone from the ranking matches until now, which was very unusual for the always belligerent Yan Hu. He couldn’t help asking:

"Yan Hu, why aren’t you participating in the competition?"

Yan Hu shook his head, grinned, and said:

"I came to the New Dragon List tournament this time to defeat you. However, you’re too formidable. I must remain in peak condition to fight you."

Though his nature was carefree and fearless, he wasn’t foolish. Luo Feng had defeated Leng Feifan with an intimidating strength, so Yan Hu didn’t hold much confidence in securing victory, hence he didn’t want to expend energy on others.

From beginning to end, his sole purpose in coming to the territory of a hundred countries was to battle Luo Feng and then claim victory.

Luo Feng smiled faintly, no wonder Yan Hu hadn’t challenged others. He nodded, saying:

"It’s time for us to determine the winner."

Swoosh!

As soon as he spoke, Luo Feng’s figure flashed, directly appearing on the Ascending Dragon Platform.

"Yan Hu, come up and fight."

Crash!

Like a stone stirring a thousand waves, seeing Luo Feng on the Ascending Dragon Platform, the crowd’s emotions were immediately stirred. And upon hearing his challenge to Yan Hu, the atmosphere on Group Dragon Island erupted with excitement.

Luo Feng had defeated the True Yuan Realm martial artist Leng Feifan, emerging like a comet, dazzling everyone, undoubtedly the greatest dark horse among the new masters this year.

Meanwhile, Yan Hu, from the Southern Forest’s Wild tribe, already appeared very mysterious. In previous matches, he defeated opponents with just one punch. His formidable physique left a deep impression on everyone. Given that he hadn’t used Beast Taming thus far, people eagerly anticipated how powerful Yan Hu combined with Beast Taming might be, and whether he could become the second Luo Feng.

"Great!"

Yan Hu had long anticipated this battle. Hearing this, he laughed, leaping onto the back of the Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger beside him.

"Xiaoyun, we’re going up!"

Roar!

The Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger let out an earth-shattering roar. Its massive body leapt, landing on the Ascending Dragon Platform.

"Luo Feng, take my punch!"

As soon as he said it, Yan Hu acted. Upon stepping onto the platform, he pushed off the Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger’s back, rocketing towards Luo Feng like a meteor, delivering a punch from mid-air.

Bang!

A simple punch, yet its momentum was indescribably fierce. The air in front of the fist continuously exploded.

"Dominating for Thousands of Years!"

Luo Feng’s gaze sharpened, matching punch with punch to meet the attack.

Boom!

With an explosive sound, both figures retreated simultaneously. Yan Hu only took three steps back, while Luo Feng retreated more than ten steps before stopping.

"He blocked it!"

"A head-on collision and Luo Feng is at a disadvantage!"

An exclamation erupted from the stands.

Luo Feng’s prowess was well-known; even Leng Feifan, with True Yuan Realm cultivation, had been slain by him. Now, he was actually pushed back by Yan Hu.

"Such immense strength!"

Luo Feng was slightly surprised. The power of Yan Hu’s punch was vastly different from when he first arrived on the island; evidently, he hadn’t been serious back then.

"Slash!"

Without hesitation, Luo Feng drew the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, slashing a concentrated blade arc that tore through the air with a thunderous roar.

Yan Hu had no intention of dodging, spreading his hands to catch the blade arc. His body couldn’t resist the force, flying backward until he stomped the ground, forcefully stabilizing himself.

"Shatter!"

Crack!

The blade arc held for a moment and then shattered like crystal.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked. Yan Hu caught Luo Feng’s blade arc barehanded and emerged unscathed—what terrifying defensive power!

But Luo Feng wasn’t surprised. The Wild tribe doesn’t utilize yuan qi but merges it into flesh and blood, tempering it to the strength of tempered steel, impenetrable by blade or spear.

In his perception, the defensive power of every inch of Yan Hu’s flesh was comparable to, if not stronger than, the Protective Gang Energy of a martial artist at the peak of the ninth level in the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

However, even the strongest defense has its limits.

"Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Saber!"

Taking a step forward, a powerful saber intent erupted from Luo Feng, blue arcs of electricity forming around him. A saber strike infused with thunderbolt intent slashed towards Yan Hu.

Roar!

With a roar, the Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger appeared before Yan Hu, blood-red light bursting from its pupils. One claw shattered the Saber Gang to pieces.

Thud thud thud...

The shattered qi force crashed into the blue light screen at the edge of the Ascending Dragon Platform, creating massive ripples, as if the entire platform were shaking.

Swoosh!

Yan Hu leaped onto the back of the Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger, laughing:

"Luo Feng, we’ve played enough. Let’s settle this!"

The crowd looked at each other in disbelief, wondering if that powerful duel was really just for fun?

"Alright!"

Luo Feng nodded, his pupils narrowing slightly. Deep red flame light erupted from the depths of his eyes, transforming into a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils. Demonic qi surged skyward, forming five flame fox tails behind him. A malevolent and bloodthirsty aura spread, with strong demon winds almost capable of clouding one’s mind.

Since the Demon Form Technique was already exposed, Luo Feng no longer hid, directly unleashing fifty percent of his Demon Qi.

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