Martial Arts Overlord

Zi Hongyuan was somewhat incredulous and asked, "Sky Collapse Fist—when the fist merges with intent, the practitioner in combat possesses the aura of a tiger! Even before a move is made, their spirit will be crushed…"

He didn't continue, because Luo Feng, who had been nonchalant just moments ago, suddenly underwent a dramatic transformation. It was as if a primeval, savage beast had awakened from a deep slumber; the change in his aura was shocking!

"An aura like a tiger! It is indeed the Sky Collapse Fist!"

Zi Hongyuan took a sharp breath, realizing he had grossly underestimated Luo Feng's potential.

Among everyone present, only Bing Ruolan remained calm, not showing much surprise.

Zi Yuan watched Luo Feng, her perfect teeth gently biting her alluring red lips, her beautiful eyes blinking. One could only wonder what she was thinking.

"Excellent! Luo Feng, I hope you will make a stunning debut at the upcoming New Hero Convention and secure a rank for our Purple Sun School!"

Zi Hongyuan laughed heartily.

He had initially thought their school would once again be last in this competition, only to be ridiculed by others. Yet, all of a sudden, he saw a glimmer of hope.

THUD! THUD! THUD…

At this moment, the sound of hooves suddenly echoed.

Luo Feng looked towards the sound and saw a group of massive beasts entering the square from the western gate.

These beasts resembled horses but had six legs. They were incredibly burly, their six legs covered in scale armor. From their mouths, sharp teeth like swords protruded, glinting with a cold light.

Bing Ruolan saw Luo Feng's puzzled expression and explained with a gentle smile, "These are Six-leg Demon Horses, descendants of the Six-leg Demon Wolves and Dark Cloud Treasure Horses."

"Six-leg Demon Horses!"

Luo Feng had heard this name before.

On the plains west of the Red Chain Mountain Range lived a type of six-legged demon beast: the Six-leg Demon Wolves.

The Six-leg Demon Wolves were known for their lewd nature and would even violate other demon beasts on the plains. The offspring of the Demon Wolves and Dark Cloud Treasure Horses were known as Six-leg Demon Horses.

Six-leg Demon Horses could travel eight thousand li in a day, their movements as swift as lightning—four times faster than a Dark Cloud Treasure Horse!

However, being demon beasts, Six-leg Demon Horses were very difficult to domesticate and were tremendously expensive. A single Six-leg Demon Horse was worth nearly a million taels, and most ordinary families couldn't afford one.

There were eleven Six-leg Demon Horses in total before them, showcasing the profound resources of Purple Sun School.

It truly deserves its reputation as one of the Four Great Academies.

Luo Feng muttered to himself.

Zi Hongyuan waved his hand. "Six-leg Demon Horses are level-three demon beasts with explosive temperaments. You must subdue them to ride. Go on, mount up."

Upon hearing this, Yang Hong, Xu Mei, Bing Ruolan, and the others didn't dare to be careless. They circulated their Yuan Qi and each chose a horse to approach.

ROAR!

Just as Bing Ruolan drew near, the Six-leg Demon Horse suddenly let out a wolf-like howl. Black flames erupted from its hooves as it viciously stomped towards her.

WHOOSH!

The turbulent Gang Qi stunned the onlooking students with its power.

Bing Ruolan's momentary panic vanished in an instant. With a delicate shout, she took a step forward, crossed her arms before her, and executed 'Iron Chains Across the River' to block the Six-leg Demon Horse's attack.

BOOM!

Amidst the loud noise, Bing Ruolan was forced back half a step.

WHOOSH!

Seizing the moment of the Six-leg Demon Horse's pause, she leaped, moving to its side, and pressed her slender hand onto the horse's head. Her beautiful, light blue hair fluttered, though there was no wind.

"Stop!"

Transparent shockwaves spread in all directions. Many students with weaker cultivation levels were directly blown away.

CRACK! The Six-leg Demon Horse's body shuddered, and the ground beneath its hooves cracked inch by inch.

The ferocious aura gradually subsided. The Six-leg Demon Horse looked at Bing Ruolan with gentle eyes, rubbing its large head affectionately against her.

Bing Ruolan knew she had subdued it and slowly exhaled.

The Six-leg Demon Horse was indeed a level-three demon beast. That last strike had made even her feel a slight pressure.

Luo Feng, watching from the side, raised an eyebrow.

This was the first time he'd seen a Six-leg Demon Horse. Such a drastic change from initial arrogance to submission was rather comical.

"Alright, the rest of you quickly tame your horses. We must depart immediately," Zi Hongyuan said, looking at Bing Ruolan with approval and nodding.

The others all approached the Six-leg Demon Horses.

Instantly, Gang Qi radiated in all directions, and booming sounds continuously erupted. The students on the Hidden Dragon List all possessed cultivation at or above the Seventh Level of the Essence Storage Realm, so subduing the Six-leg Demon Horses posed no significant danger to them.

Luo Feng selected the most robust-looking Six-leg Demon Horse and walked directly towards it.

ROAR!

As soon as Luo Feng approached, the Six-leg Demon Horse's large eyes immediately filled with intense killing intent. With a roar, it raised its hooves to strike.

However, just at that moment, something unexpected occurred.

"Kneel!"

Luo Feng's brow furrowed, his gaze as sharp as a blade, and an overwhelming pressure surged forth.

Meeting Luo Feng's gaze, the Six-leg Demon Horse felt as if struck by lightning. It let out a mournful cry and collapsed to its knees with a THUD, its body trembling slightly. It lowered its head to the ground, fawningly rubbing against Luo Feng's trouser leg.

"You know what's good for you."

Luo Feng patted the horse's head, then leaped onto its back. He pulled the reins. "Get up."

The Six-leg Demon Horse neighed and obediently rose, showing no resistance.

This scene left all the other surrounding students wide-eyed.

The ferocity of the Six-leg Demon Horses was evident to all, their strength only slightly inferior to the experts on the Hidden Dragon List!

Such a fierce demon beast was brought to its knees by Luo Feng with just a single glance! Had they not seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it.

This boy, his aura is like a blade. Perhaps he truly has the potential to comprehend Grand Momentum!

Zi Hongyuan watched everything unfold and nodded approvingly.

Once everyone had tamed their Six-leg Demon Horses, the group immediately set off.

Luo Feng pulled on the reins. The Six-leg Demon Horse stomped its feet a few times, then suddenly snorted out a hot breath and shot forward like an arrow. The speed was unimaginable. The oncoming air felt like knives slicing at their skin.

An ordinary person riding a Six-leg Demon Horse would have been instantly crushed to death by the sharp air currents.

Except for Zi Hongyuan, the others were all at the Seventh Level of the Essence Storage Realm and naturally unafraid of the strong winds.

The eleven riders pushed their steeds to extreme speed, transforming into a black torrent that streaked out. The sonic booms they created were like rolling thunder as they galloped into the distance like lightning.

「Yunlan Peak.」

This peak was exceptionally precipitous, piercing straight into the clouds. It was wreathed in clouds and mist year-round, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

On Yunlan Peak, atop a cliff, sat a young woman.

The young woman was fifteen or sixteen years old, clad in a jade-colored long gown. She had a graceful, upright posture. Her waterfall-like hair danced in the mountain breeze. Her exquisite face was like a meticulously carved, flawless jade. Wisps of black hair drifting across it added a touch of hazy, ethereal grace, making her resemble a fairy from the clouds.

The sound of footsteps heralded the arrival of a handsome young man from behind the cliff.

Gazing at the young woman in the plain gown sitting amidst the clouds, a trace of adoration flickered in the young man's eyes, though he dared not let it show.

"Senior Sister He Qin, the representatives from the various factions participating in the New Hero Convention have arrived. The Dean has asked you to go and welcome them," the young man said softly.

The young woman slowly opened her beautiful eyes, which were as clear and bright as gemstones. Her gentle voice followed, "Junior Brother Li Yun, you may go down first. I will be along shortly."

The young man nodded and then said suddenly, "Senior Sister, you will undoubtedly claim the top spot in the New Hero Convention again this time!"

The beautiful young woman's elegant eyebrows merely twitched slightly; her expression remained unreadable. "A Martial Artist must guard against arrogance and impatience. The Four Great Academies are teeming with talent; claiming the championship is no simple feat. Although I have stepped into the Eighth Level of the Hell Realm, my cultivation base is not yet stable. Both Ji Wufa and Wan Feng are capable of threatening me."

"Your teachings are correct, Senior Sister!"

The young man replied awkwardly, stammered for a moment, and cast a lingering glance at her alluring back before reluctantly retreating from the cliff.

Once the footsteps disappeared, the young woman stood up.

HUM!

A cold light flashed as the Silver Snow Thin Sword was unsheathed.

WHIZ!

With a gentle wave of her slender, jade-like hand, the Silver Snow Thin Sword vanished in an instant. When it reappeared, it silently carved three sword marks, each a hundred meters long, into the sea of clouds before the cliff! The marks lingered for a long time.

My Invisible Sword Technique has finally reached Small Success. I didn't expect Ji Wufa to have comprehended Sword Intent this year. I must test it for myself!

The beautiful young woman looked at the sea of clouds, sheathed her sword, and with light, lotus-like steps, turned and walked down from the cliff.

「Within the majestic snow mountains.」

A stern-faced young man stood before a snow-capped mountain.

The young man's eyes were half-open, half-closed, a cold light faintly glinting within them. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, resembling an indomitable, keen-edged sword that nothing could obstruct.

HUM!

Drawing his sword and holding it, the stern young man's entire demeanor changed abruptly.

If before he was like a sheathed sword, now he was like a peerless treasured sword drawn from its scabbard! Its edge was fully revealed, awe-inspiring and terrifying, making hearts tremble.

HUM!

With a flick of his wrist, the Three Feet Green Edge emitted a sound like a dragon's cry. The stern young man's eyes flashed like purple lightning as he slashed his sword towards the snow mountain before him.

WHIZ!

A flash of sword light, and the stern young man sheathed his sword. He looked towards the southwest and muttered to himself, There's one day left until the New Hero Convention. It's time to depart. This time, I, Ji Wufa, will definitely take first place and become the foremost new talent of the Four Great Academies!

WHOOSH! The sound of rending air, snowflakes danced, and the young man's figure was gone from the ground, leaving only two shallow footprints.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

A few breaths after the stern young man vanished, the entire snow mountain suddenly began to tremble violently!

On the pristine white snow mountain, a massive fissure, a hundred feet long, suddenly appeared. It was as straight as a sword, and one could even see the rock face beneath the snow!

「South Rock Town.」

「Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion.」

South Rock Town was a small town three hundred li north of Wanluo School.

The Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion was the most famous brothel in South Rock Town.

Night had fallen. The Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion was alive with song and dance, filled with the boisterous laughter of chivalrous figures from the martial world and the soft, alluring voices of women.

In the main hall of the Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion, a young man in a purple shirt, holding a twelve-foot silver spear, stood quietly amidst the crowd. His eyes were defiant, and his untamed aura deterred anyone from approaching.

"Gold and Jade Five Wolves, come out and die!"

The purple-shirted young man stood in the hall, his gaze fixed on a room on the second floor. The killing intent emanating from him grew stronger as he roared in a deep voice.

RUMBLE! A loud noise erupted as the door to a room on the second floor suddenly blasted open, and five figures charged out.

These five men were all dashingly handsome, yet their eyes and brows exuded a lewd aura. Their Yuan Qi was profound, their gazes sharp and focused; all were peak Martial Artists at the Seventh Level of the Essence Storage Realm!

These five were none other than the infamous 'Gold and Jade Five Wolves,' whose names struck fear into the hearts of those in the martial world!

"Kid, it looks like you've accepted a mission to kill us five brothers! How dare you seek trouble with us, the 'Gold and Jade Five Wolves'! Today, we'll make you wish you were neither alive nor dead!" the leader, a martial artist with golden eyebrows, sneered.

"Eldest Brother, this kid looks so delicate and tender. Don't kill him…" another martial artist said, giving the young man a suggestive glance. His shrill voice sent shivers down one's spine.

"Courting death!"

The purple-shirted young man snorted coldly. The silver spear in his hand vibrated, erupting with a dazzlingly intense light, and abruptly split into five sections!

"Shocking Thunder Spear Technique—Five Thunder Roll!"

Intense killing intent flared in the purple-shirted young man's eyes. As he spread his five fingers, the sound of thunder suddenly boomed within the hall.

RUMBLE!

The five sections of the silver spear, imbued with an aura that pierced the heavens, transformed into five streaks of lightning and shot towards the five men!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Five deafening explosions later, the dreaded Gold and Jade Five Wolves didn't even have time to scream before they were blasted into nothingness, not even bones remaining!

After the dust settled, a massive pit, thirty feet wide, had appeared in the center of the Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion's main hall!

"A bunch of rats, daring to spout nonsense before me, Wan Feng, the 'Thunderbolt Spear'! Death is too good for you!"

The young man retrieved his spear, licked his lips, and, ignoring the terrified gazes around him, turned and strode away.