Martial Arts Overlord

"What a statement—people are different! I want to see just how different!"

As the chief disciple of Yuangang Hall, Yu Bufan was equally proud, yet he never understood why, when facing Jian Wuji, he always felt a notch lower in aura. This feeling made him extremely dissatisfied, and with a roar, brilliance overflowed in his eyes. He ignored the distance of dozens of meters and launched a punch toward Jian Wuji.

Bang!

The Qi force from the punch spun wildly, generating intense friction that ignited the Fire Yuan Qi in the air. From afar, it appeared like an enraged dragon diving into the sea, its momentum unfathomable.

Jian Wuji remained expressionless; without drawing his sword, he switched it to his left hand and pointed with his right finger.

Sizzle!

Sharp intent spread out, piercing the void with a refined sword light. The blazing punch force was instantly shattered, and Qi force rampaged, causing Yu Bufan to stumble back three steps.

"Not enough!"

Yu Bufan shouted, stamping the ground and soaring into the sky. Dark red flames surged from his body, converging on his right fist for another punch at Jian Wuji, with an unmatched domineering stance, like a blazing sun crushing down.

"Sky Fire Shattering Clouds Fist!"

Seeing the overwhelming fire fist force, Jian Wuji subtly stepped back, spread his fingers, and grasped into the air.

"Break!"

A bizarre scene unfolded. The shattered Qi force suddenly transformed into Sword Qi—hundreds and thousands of Sword Qi shot toward Yu Bufan from all directions.

This move made many Golden Palace disciples in the stands involuntarily intake a breath of cold air. Jian Wuji’s swordsmanship had advanced to an inconceivable realm, able to unleash such powerful techniques with such ease!

"Hmph!"

Yu Bufan’s speed didn’t reduce as he snorted coldly. Suddenly, dazzling flame light erupted from his body, condensing a gigantic fire ring behind him in the void, shining brilliantly.

The fire ring burned with fierce flames, forming a protective barrier around Yu Bufan. With the ring’s enhancement, his aura climbed ever higher—its scorching atmosphere felt even by others on the Hundred Dragon Pillars.

"Three Day Sun Exposure Skill!"

An exclamation burst from a Golden Palace disciple.

The Three Day Sun Exposure Skill is Yuangang Hall’s ultimate technique, on par with the Golden Jade God Form Skill, ranking as a lower-tier terrestrial cultivation technique. The internal fire energy can merge with Martial Artist’s flesh, temper the physique, and add burning effects to attacks. It’s said that reaching the ninth level can ignite blood energy, elevating power to the peak, unstoppable.

Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss...

The Sword Qi was extremely fast, first striking and fiercely shaking the flame Gang Qi on Yu Bufan, yet it never collapsed.

Yu Bufan was like an indomitable giant, breaking through layers of Sword Qi, relentlessly pressing toward Jian Wuji.

Jian Wuji’s eyes glimmered slightly; his right index finger suddenly pointed to the void.

"Form!"

Swish swish swish swish swish...

Sounds of slicing through air rose, Sword Qi flew from all directions, gathering into a gigantic sword shield centered on Jian Wuji’s finger, spinning rapidly. Yu Bufan’s punch landed on it, slicing the flames into millions of pieces, forcing them back, pushing Yu Bufan to retreat.

The swordsmen present were astonished, seeing Jian Wuji’s sword mastery at its peak. Simple techniques containing infinite mysteries opened their eyes.

Even non-swordsmen widened their eyes, watching the two on the Ascending Dragon Platform without blinking, fearing they’d miss any thrilling moment.

In their view, Yu Bufan seemed invincible, each punch conveying a sense of world-destroying power. Yet Jian Wuji was more formidable; though his vibe wasn’t as overbearing as Yu Bufan’s, he exuded an air of unifying the world, his swordsmanship exquisite, able to defeat strength with weakness.

Luo Feng was similarly moved. These two were indeed the top two from the last New Dragon List tournament, far surpassing others on the list, making him feel pressure for the first time.

Especially Jian Wuji.

So far, he hadn’t drawn his sword. One must know, a swordsman before drawing the sword and after are not comparable in strength.

Moreover, facing an expert like Yu Bufan, not needing to draw the sword is itself extremely daunting.

Boom!

Stabilizing his stance, Yu Bufan looked up at Jian Wuji and said in a deep voice, "Jian Wuji, you’re not drawing your sword?"

Jian Wuji said indifferently, "If I draw my sword, you won’t last a single move."

"Hahaha..."

Yu Bufan laughed in rage, his booming laughter rippling the blue light screen persistently. His gaze, sweeping over Jian Wuji, turned extremely sharp: "Soon, you’ll draw your sword!"

Boom!

As he spoke, a light of flame soared from Yu Bufan’s body. Both his pupils turned golden; behind him, in the void, another fire ring formed—rings within rings, the scorching flames causing the air to crack.

"Three Day Sun Exposure Skill, eighth level!"

A series of astonished exclamations arose from the stands. Tempering body techniques are notoriously hard to cultivate, let alone a lower-tier terrestrial technique.

With the enhancement of two fire rings, Yu Bufan’s aura heightened again, his whole person illumined by firelight, resembling a statue of pure gold, naturally exuding dominance.

"Three Day Destruction Fist!"

Yu Bufan roared, turning into a scarlet flame refine, flames along his arms condensed on his fist, whirling frantically, transforming into a fiery solar wheel, blasting with the force to annihilate everything.

"It seems you’ve made some progress over the year."

Jian Wuji’s eyes flickered slightly, merging a sharp intent into his body. His gaze contained no emotion, only endless cutting aura, to slay everything before him.

"Ruthless Sword Qi!"

Right hand slightly contracting, a cold gleam flashed in Jian Wuji’s eyes. With the hand as the sword, palm as the blade, he thrust.

Sizzle!

Cold light flash, the destruction intent of the fiery solar wheel shattered instantly.

Next, the wheel itself split, fractured fire energy scattering like fireworks, intensely spectacular.

"Hundred Raging Sun Flame Fist!"

With his offensive broken, Yu Bufan’s flame energy surged to the extreme, body suspended mid-air; flames on his clasped fists erupted violently, like a dragon emerging from the sea, punching continuously.

Boom boom boom boom...

Each punch launched a fierce and boundless solar wheel fist Gang, like meteors falling, the scorching aura igniting the air. The entire platform instantly turned into a world of flames, resembling an apocalypse.

Witnessing this, everyone held their breaths instinctively.

Within the flame world, Jian Wuji’s gaze remained composed but with a newfound seriousness, he stepped forward.

Sizzle!

Footfall struck, a strident aura ascended. At this moment, Jian Wuji was like a King, commanding all. A wave of his hand, a sword gleam resembling a silk strip swept out with regal will.

Slice!

All the fist power instantly obliterated, the blue light screen even cracked slightly. Yu Bufan’s protective Gang Qi was cleaved, he spat a mouthful of blood infused with Sword Intent.

Land of the four seas belongs to the King; what can stand in the way of a King’s steps?

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