Martial Arts Overlord

"This is the Stacking Clouds and Overlapping Peaks Leg Technique!"

A look of surprise crossed Zi Yuan's small face as she watched the tall middle-aged man unleash twenty-four leg shadows.

The Stacking Clouds and Overlapping Peaks Leg Technique was a low-grade Profound Level Martial Art. Each kick could stir up wind and clouds, sweeping across all under heaven with its fierce power. It had earned some fame in the Red Maple Lead!

The twenty-four streams of Leg Gang that the tall middle-aged man displayed contained an intent of soaring clouds and majestic mountains. Clearly, he had cultivated this technique to an incredibly sophisticated level. Even from such a distance, Zi Yuan felt an immense pressure, and she couldn't help but worry if Luo Feng could withstand this attack.

The members of the Zhou Family watching from the side couldn't help but sneer at this sight.

Zhou Yuan was a high-ranking member of the Zhou Family. Not only had his cultivation reached the early-stage Ninth Heaven Heavenly Court Realm, but his Stacking Clouds and Overlapping Peaks Leg Technique had also achieved Great Accomplishment. At full strength, he could even contend with mid-stage Ninth Heaven Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artists. Luo Feng, a mere fledgling, was surely no match for him.

Facing layers upon layers of howling leg shadows rushing towards him, Luo Feng remained calm and unmoved, like a reef in the midst of raging waves.

Watching this, the tall Martial Artist assumed Luo Feng had been scared senseless by his attack. A smirk touched his lips as he pressed down with his barrage of leg shadows.

When the leg shadows were about three feet away, Luo Feng finally moved. His entire body trembled as he threw out a straightforward but ferocious punch.

BOOM!

A transparent Fist Gang, crystal-like, covered Luo Feng's right fist. Amidst the roar, it charged upward, forming a giant cyclone that then transformed into a furious Qi Dragon, racing towards the twenty-four leg shadows.

BOOM!

When the Fist Gang and leg shadows clashed, the shockwave spread out like a ripple, stirring up a sandstorm. The numerous layered leg shadows instantly vanished like smoke in thin air, and the Gang of the Furious Dragon Fist also disappeared without a trace.

"He actually blocked it!"

Witnessing this, the surrounding Martial Artists all stared wide-eyed in disbelief. They hadn't expected Luo Feng to block Zhou Yuan's attack.

Zhou Yuan also froze for a moment before his face darkened. Cyan light flared from his legs as they began to rotate rapidly, creating a cyan cyclone that spun downward.

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH...

The speed of the cyan Leg Gang was extraordinary. It slashed through the air like two giant blades, exuding an astonishing sharpness that caused the air to part automatically on both sides.

Beneath his fluttering black hair, a look of disdain flashed in Luo Feng's eyes. His pupils seemed to brew a storm of wind and thunder as his aura continued to rise.

"Be defeated!"

Luo Feng tapped his feet lightly on the ground and ascended, ten Qi Dragons whirling around him. He took the initiative and lunged forward, executing the Breaking Sky Fist.

BOOM!

The air trembled as a blade-shaped Fist Gang burst from Luo Feng's right fist. His cultivation had now reached the Ninth Heaven Heavenly Court Realm, making the potency of his Sky Collapse Fist even greater than before. The blade-shaped Fist Gang was no longer purely for show. It radiated a boundless, sharp Qi Force, appearing as though it were a genuine treasure blade.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the blade-shaped Fist Gang fiercely crashed into the cyan cyclone.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

Like rolling thunder, explosions echoed continuously. The cyan cyclone offered no resistance at all and was utterly shattered. The aftershock of the Fist Gang swept over Zhou Yuan, shattering his Protective Gang Energy, and he spat out a mouthful of blood while still airborne.

"You..."

Zhou Yuan's eyes were red as he glared at Luo Feng. He couldn't believe he had been defeated by Luo Feng, and couldn't even withstand a single punch!

"I'll make you die!"

Zhou Yuan, enraged by this humiliation, bellowed and frantically surged the Yuan Qi within his body, preparing for one final, desperate attack.

"You won't get the chance."

Luo Feng sneered. His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared beside Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan hadn't expected Luo Feng to be so fast. Alarmed, he immediately struck out with his palm, trying to force Luo Feng back.

Luo Feng neither retreated nor dodged. His punch easily shattered Zhou Yuan's Palm Gang. He then grabbed Zhou Yuan's right hand. A cold, cruel light flashed in Luo Feng's eyes as he thrust his palm towards Zhou Yuan's Dantian.

Only then did Zhou Yuan realize Luo Feng intended to destroy his cultivation. Terrified, he tried to struggle, but Luo Feng's grasp was like an iron hoop, his strength unimaginably immense, leaving Zhou Yuan completely unable to move.

"Insolent whelp, you dare!"

The Zhou Family members, who hadn't expected such a quick and drastic turn of events, roared in unison when they saw Luo Feng about to destroy Zhou Yuan's cultivation.

Fearful of losing his cultivation, Zhou Yuan swallowed his pride and shouted, his voice a mix of bravado and fear, "Luo Feng, if you dare destroy my cultivation, you won't leave the Red Flame Desert today! You'll die without a complete corpse!"

"Is that so?"

Luo Feng's eyebrows rose. Just as Zhou Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Luo Feng wouldn't dare to act, Luo Feng's next words made him feel as if he'd been plunged into hell: "In that case, I'd like to see just how you plan to leave my corpse mutilated."

As he spoke, Luo Feng's right palm fiercely struck Zhou Yuan's Dantian.

POP...

A crisp shattering sound echoed. The powerful impact even ripped apart the back of Zhou Yuan's clothes.

BLARGH!

Zhou Yuan spewed a mouthful of fresh blood and plummeted downwards.

"You... you actually destroyed my cultivation..." Pointing at Luo Feng, Zhou Yuan's eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a demon, unable to believe Luo Feng had actually crippled him.

Luo Feng sneered. Today's battle was unavoidable. Crippling one opponent now would weaken their overall strength. He certainly wouldn't pass up such an opportunity.

"Zhou Yuan has been crippled by Luo Feng!"

"He only broke through to the Ninth Heaven Heavenly Court Realm today, how could he be Zhou Yuan's opponent! Moreover, he shattered Zhou Yuan's Protective Gang Energy with a single punch! That's terrifyingly strong."

"This young man indeed has a boundless future, but unfortunately, he's too impulsive. If he hadn't crippled Zhou Yuan, there might have been room for reconciliation. Now that Zhou Yuan is crippled, his relationship with the Zhou Family is one of mortal enmity. I'm afraid he won't leave the Red Flame Desert alive today."

The surrounding Martial Artists were all stunned by the scene. Luo Feng, whom they had thought was bound to lose, had actually defeated Zhou Yuan with a single punch. This huge contrast left many people momentarily stunned, unable to process what had happened.

Among them, the most shocked was Duanmu Xiong.

How did this kid's strength increase so much in just half a month? He can one-shot a Ninth Heaven Heavenly Court Realm expert!

Duanmu Xiong watched Luo Feng land steadily on the ground, a storm of shock raging in his heart.

Just half a month ago, when he had fought Luo Feng in the Red Chain Mountain Range, he could have easily suppressed him.

In such a short time, Luo Feng had grown to the point where he could defeat an early-stage Ninth Heaven Heavenly Court Realm expert. This realization made Duanmu Xiong shudder.

This boy's potential is too terrifying! If he's allowed to live, he will undoubtedly become a great enemy of the Duanmu Family! He must die today!

A thought flashed through Duanmu Xiong's mind. His killing intent surged as he said to the white-bearded Martial Artist accompanying Zhou Jian, "Everyone, this Luo Feng disregarded your counsel and dared to cripple Zhou Yuan before your very eyes! This proves his deep-seated murderous nature. Zhou Jianyi must have also been killed by him. We absolutely cannot let him off lightly!"

"Steward Zhou, avenge me! Kill this little beast!" Zhou Yuan cried out hoarsely, glaring at Luo Feng through gritted teeth. With his cultivation crippled and his future ruined, life felt worse than death.

The white-bearded Martial Artist's face grew grim, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently. Zhou Yuan's cultivation had been crippled by Luo Feng right before his eyes. If he couldn't kill Luo Feng today, what would become of his dignity? What would become of the Red Maple Lead Zhou Family's dignity?

"Anyone who dares to oppose our Zhou Family will not escape unscathed! Boy, I will skin you alive and break your bones!" The white-bearded Martial Artist's aura surged. With every breath, his Yuan Qi transformed into sharp Qi Force, tearing the surrounding ground to shreds.

WHOOSH!

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful wave of Yuan Qi erupted from the white-bearded Martial Artist. A huge, cyan palm instantly formed and, with a wave of his hand, a massive suction force enveloped Luo Feng.

Infuriated, the white-bearded Martial Artist attacked with all his might. The suction power was terrifying; sand from a radius of one hundred zhang swirled towards them. Luo Feng felt his body lighten and begin to slide forward uncontrollably.

"Jade Crystal Sword Qi! Break!"

Zhou Zhiyun, who had been biding her time, saw the unfavorable turn of events. She unleashed a three-zhang-long Sword Qi from her treasured sword, slashing it through the air. The massive suction force immediately vanished.

"Zhou Zhiyun, if you interfere again, don't blame me, Zhou Mocang, for being ruthless!" the white-bearded Martial Artist roared in anger, his sharp gaze fixed on Zhou Zhiyun.

Zhou Zhiyun's expression was calm, but the resolve in her beautiful eyes was extremely firm. She said, "In a Martial Artist's duel, life and death are destined. Luo Feng spared Zhou Yuan's life; that was already merciful. What more do you want?"

"You're courting death!"

The white-bearded Martial Artist shouted coldly, spreading his fingers wide. The cyan palm that had just vanished reappeared, transforming into a hawk's claw the size of a house as it shot towards Zhou Zhiyun through the air.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH...

Wherever the hawk's claw passed, sand and stones flew. The air was visibly distorted, leaving a transparent trail. The ferocious aura even scattered the clouds above, as if an ancient, savage beast had been unleashed.

Facing Zhou Zhiyun, who was also a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert, the white-bearded Martial Artist attacked with full force. This strike was several times more powerful than his last one. The mere gust of wind it generated made it difficult for the surrounding Martial Artists to remain standing.

"Heavenly Cloud Jade Sword!"

Zhou Zhiyun's eyes were like tranquil clouds. Her water-blue dress fluttered though there was no wind, and her dark hair danced, showcasing her peerless beauty. She held her treasured sword level with her brow and thrust it into the air.

SHING!

This sword thrust seemed slow but was actually incredibly fast. As soon as the sword edge emerged, its unstoppable, sharp aura surged forth. The crystal-like Sword Qi pierced the hawk's claw from ten zhang away. The powerful impact forced the white-bearded Martial Artist to retreat repeatedly.

The moment they exchanged blows, their relative strengths were immediately clear. Although both were Spiritual Rotation Realm experts, Zhou Zhiyun's cultivation was clearly a cut above the white-bearded Martial Artist's.

"Steward Zhou, let us help you!"

The two strongest remaining Zhou Family Martial Artists flew to the white-bearded Martial Artist's side, their murderous gazes fixed on Zhou Zhiyun.

The white-bearded Martial Artist, knowing he was no match for Zhou Zhiyun alone, nodded. "Alright! Everyone, listen! Attack together! No matter what, we must kill Luo Feng! Avenge Zhou Jianyi and the others, and preserve the Zhou Family's honor!"

"Attack!"

"Kill!"

"This brat dares to disrespect our Zhou Family! Tear him limb from limb!"

The six remaining Zhou Family Martial Artists, all with cultivation at or beyond the late Eighth Stage Hell Realm, charged out fiercely, roaring as they surged toward Luo Feng with killing intent.

"Bastards! Do you think there's no one in our Flowing Cloud Region?" Zi Hongyuan erupted in anger, purple flames flickering in his eyes. Threads of violet light burst from his body, and the scorching temperature fiercely distorted the surrounding air. He took a step forward, advancing to join the battle.

"You go kill Luo Feng; I'll stop Zi Hongyuan!" A Zhou Family Martial Artist at the peak of the Ninth Heaven Heavenly Court Realm snorted coldly, his figure blurring as he moved to intercept Zi Hongyuan.

BOOM!

Both specialized in leg techniques. The moment they clashed, the intense impact kicked up fierce gales and waves of sand. The flying sand and stones resembled a sandstorm, quickly engulfing their figures.