Martial Arts Overlord

The burly man was at the peak cultivation of the seventh-level Essence Storage Realm, but under Yang Yunshi's gaze, his face instantly turned ashen, his legs trembling.

"Sir, they're at the Moon Lotus Building," he said.

Yang Yunshi nodded, a ferocious grin on his face, a mocking sneer in his heart: Zhuang Yuan, you dared to refuse me, Yang Yunshi? Today will be the day of your death!

Concealing his murderous intent, Yang Yunshi stood up, swiped his finger across his storage ring, and tossed ten Yuan Stones onto the table.

Seeing Yang Yunshi about to leave, the burly man was stunned for a moment, then hastily reached out to stop him, forcing a smile. "Sir, didn't you say that finding Zhuang Yuan would earn a thousand Yuan Stones and ten thousand gold?"

"You're courting death!" Yang Yunshi's face turned thunderous. He roared, and a vortex of blood-red qi suddenly appeared around his body. The vortex spun rapidly, cutting countless cracks into the ground beside him.

"AH!" A chilling scream echoed. The burly man was thrown into the air by the blood-red vortex, crashing hard onto a nearby table and shattering it to pieces.

Lying on the ground and gasping for air, the man looked at his right arm. Several gruesome wounds were visible, deep enough to reveal the stark white bone beneath.

"You ungrateful fool! Say one more word, and believe it or not, I'll kill you with a single palm strike!"

In an instant, Yang Yunshi retracted the blood-red vortex. He gazed coldly at the burly man on the ground, his face radiating killing intent.

Under Yang Yunshi's glare, the burly man shivered violently and frantically shook his head.

With a cold snort, Yang Yunshi turned and strode out of the tavern, swiftly heading towards the Moon Lotus Building.

Only after Yang Yunshi had disappeared did the burly man dare to stand up, his face still pale with fright. A flicker of venomous hatred glinted deep in his eyes as he began to plot his revenge.

"Chen Er, you've got some nerve, trying to demand silver from Awakened Lion Yang Yunshi," someone nearby commented, shaking their head.

"He is Yang Yunshi!" The burly man, hearing this, turned even paler. He was shocked. He hadn't expected that man to be the Awakened Lion Yang Yunshi, whose name struck terror into the hearts of those in the pugilistic world!

The venomous hatred in his eyes instantly turned into terror. The burly man didn't even bother to grab the Yuan Stones on the table; he turned and fled the tavern in disarray.

「Moon Lotus Building.」

Elder Zhuang sat in his seat, his gaze sweeping across the tavern. He looked visibly anxious, and fine beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead. Yang Yunshi's delay was making him tense.

Luo Feng, seated in a dim corner on the other side, conveyed via voice transmission to Elder Zhuang without moving his lips, "Elder Zhuang, no need to worry. He'll be here soon."

Elder Zhuang's expression flickered. He asked via voice transmission, "How do you know?"

Luo Feng smiled but didn't answer. At that moment, Elder Zhuang's right hand, which was holding a wine cup, trembled slightly. His gaze, sharp as a blade, darted towards the staircase entrance.

The sound of footsteps echoed from the staircase. A burly man with spiky hair and a vicious face, dressed in green martial attire, walked up. He exuded a savage aura. With each step he took, the stairs would CREAK, CREAK, as if groaning under an immense weight, each footfall seeming to carry the force of a thousand jun.

The moment the man appeared, the temperature on the entire second floor seemed to plummet. The bustling noise instantly died down.

Luo Feng also looked towards the staircase entrance, his eyes narrowing slightly. What powerful killing intent! It's faintly showing signs of condensing into a baleful aura. This man must have taken at least a thousand lives!

Stepping onto the second floor, the man's gaze swept around before landing on Elder Zhuang. A hideous grin spread across his crisscrossed, scarred face. His eyes glinted sharply as he sneered, "Zhuang Yuan, so you were hiding here. You really made me search for you."

Elder Zhuang's face stiffened. He looked at the man and said gravely, "Yang Yunshi, there are no grievances or enmity between us. Why must you press me so hard?"

"Awakened Lion Yang Yunshi!" Upon hearing Elder Zhuang's words, the faces of the nearby diners changed dramatically. They looked at Yang Yunshi, their eyes filled with deep apprehension. Some of those seated closer quietly shifted their positions backward.

Yang Yunshi ignored the others and walked directly to Elder Zhuang's table. He poured himself a cup of wine and drained it in one gulp.

"Good wine!" Yang Yunshi roared with laughter, then slammed the wine cup down. His icy gaze fixed on Elder Zhuang as he sneered, "I sought you out for pill refinement; I was giving you face. By refusing me, you've shown yourself to be shameless. Anyone who dares to refuse me, Yang Yunshi, meets only one end—death!"

Elder Zhuang's face darkened, and rage surged in his eyes. "Do you think I, Zhuang Yuan, will simply let you slaughter me at will?"

Hearing this, Yang Yunshi threw his head back and laughed arrogantly. "Zhuang Yuan, when it comes to pill refinement, I'm not your equal. But when it comes to killing, you're far inferior to me. If you have any self-awareness, you should just end your own life." He was a mass murderer who had made countless enemies and survived numerous pursuit attempts. The last time, he had faced a combined siege by two peak ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm martial artists and still found a chance to kill them in return. He didn't take Elder Zhuang seriously at all.

Fury blazed in Elder Zhuang's eyes. He snorted coldly, "Whether I'm a match for you or not, we'll only know after we try!"

Before his words even faded, Elder Zhuang slammed his palm down. **BOOM!** With a deafening crash, the table instantly disintegrated. The dishes and wine cups on it shot out in all directions like hidden projectiles, whistling sharply through the air. They covered a radius of over ten meters, peppering the walls with countless small holes.

A flash of disdain crossed Yang Yunshi's eyes. With a wave of his large hand, a wall of blood-red Gang Qi abruptly appeared, blocking the attack in front of him.

"HAHAHAHA... Zhuang Yuan, it seems refining pills has muddled your head! Since you're seeking death yourself, I'll gladly take your life." Yang Yunshi laughed triumphantly, a vicious glint in his eyes. His large-knuckled right hand began to glow with a faint blood-red light, which in an instant, transformed into a blood-red Palm Gang the size of a winnowing fan.

"It's the Blood Thunder Palm!" Seeing this, the faces of the surrounding diners changed drastically. Struck with utter terror, they scrambled to flee into the distance.

The Blood Thunder Palm was Yang Yunshi's signature martial art, a Profound Level, mid-grade martial art. The Palm Gang cultivated through this technique could obliterate other Gang Qi. It was extremely vicious; the slightest carelessness would result in death. Over the past ten years, an unknown number of experts had perished under this palm technique.

"DIE!" Yang Yunshi roared coldly, his palm striking down towards Zhuang Yuan's head. His sharp, glinting eyes continuously scanned the tavern's surroundings.

Enveloped by the Palm Gang, Elder Zhuang's expression changed slightly. He had heard of the fearsomeness of Yang Yunshi's Blood Thunder Palm, but only by facing it personally did he truly understand. It wasn't just formidable; it was terrifying. Before the Palm Gang even neared, it caused all the pores on his body to open wide in alarm.

Just as everyone thought Elder Zhuang was undoubtedly doomed, a streak of saber light suddenly appeared—silent and soundless, yet carrying a bone-chilling coldness—slashing towards the back of Yang Yunshi's head.

The surrounding martial artists from the pugilistic world widened their eyes when they saw the saber light. No one had noticed how or when this saber light had appeared. They only felt its piercing chill, which sent shivers down their spines.

Just as the saber light was about to decapitate Yang Yunshi, he suddenly spun around. His palm, wreathed in blood-red light, shot out behind him.

**BOOM!** Amidst the massive explosion, a powerful shockwave swept out in all directions. Nearby tables and chairs were instantly pulverized. Diners more than ten meters away were impacted so severely they spat out blood.

**SCHLICK!** The saber light flashed, cleaving through the blood-red Palm Gang. It grazed past Yang Yunshi's right shoulder, the sharp aura contained within the saber light leaving a gash so deep the bone was visible.

"He blocked it!" Elder Zhuang exclaimed in shock. He tapped his foot on the ground, his expression grim as he looked at Yang Yunshi.

He had previously discussed with Luo Feng that he would provoke Yang Yunshi, and then Luo Feng would strike to kill him. With Luo Feng's Saber Technique, even a peak ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm martial artist, if caught off guard, would definitely not escape unscathed. Elder Zhuang had never imagined that at such a critical moment, Yang Yunshi would actually detect the saber light and only sustain a minor injury.

Yang Yunshi licked his lips, then turned his head. His gaze fell upon a corner of the tavern as he said in a deep voice, "Kid, who are you? How dare you ambush me!"

Having failed to kill Yang Yunshi with a single slash, Luo Feng was also somewhat surprised. He stood up from his seat and said calmly, "Luo Feng, from the Purple Sun School."

"Luo Feng?" Yang Yunshi sized Luo Feng up. Noticing the purple-trimmed Extreme Sun Robe he wore, Yang Yunshi sneered, "I've heard of you. You're this year's number one New Talent from the Four Great Academies! You dare meddle in my affairs?"

"So he's Luo Feng, the top New Talent! No wonder his Saber Technique is so incredible!"

"I heard that Luo Feng defeated the Four Young Masters of Red Maple Ridge at the Red Maple Ridge Summit and even killed an elder from the Zhou Family. I wonder if that's true."

"My younger brother is an inner court student at Purple Sun School. Zi Hongyuan himself said this, so it should be true."

The nearby martial figures looked astonished. "So this news is actually true! Other than the super-genius Lu Xiao Yun from three years ago, for many years no one from the Four Great Academies in our Flowing Cloud Region has been able to defeat the Four Young Masters."

The person from before said, "This Luo Feng's potential is comparable to Lu Xiao Yun's."

"Comparable to Lu Xiao Yun? Are you joking? Lu Xiao Yun is now a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert, one of the top five among the Ten New Dragons. He's a genius you see once in a million!"

"Zi Hongyuan himself said it. Could it be false?"

"Regardless of whether his potential truly rivals Lu Xiao Yun's, I'm afraid he's going to die here today."

"Indeed. Yang Yunshi is at the peak of the ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm. Even if Luo Feng and Elder Zhuang team up, they probably wouldn't be his match."

Hearing Yang Yunshi's words, the surrounding martial patrons all looked towards Luo Feng, discussing animatedly among themselves.

Luo Feng paid no attention to the surrounding discussions. He flicked his saber, his gaze calm as he looked at Yang Yunshi and said, "I need Elder Zhuang's help with something. As part of the deal, you must die."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the crowd changed once again. To dare say such a thing in front of Awakened Lion Yang Yunshi—what immense courage!

"A mere mid-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm martial artist dares to speak so arrogantly before me! Very well. In these years, I've killed many experts from the Four Great Academies, but I've yet to kill one of their top New Talents. Today, I'll make an example of you!" Yang Yunshi's killing intent surged. He threw his head back and laughed, the sound so powerful it made the entire tavern VIBRATE.

The fact that the saber light had managed to cleave his Palm Gang had initially made Yang Yunshi a little wary. However, upon seeing that Luo Feng was only at the mid-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm, his wariness immediately turned to disdain. He had killed at least a dozen mid-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm martial artists with his own hands!

"WAIT!" Seeing Yang Yunshi about to make a move, Luo Feng raised his hand to stop him. He then voiced the question that puzzled him: "Before we fight, I want to ask you something. How did you know I was going to ambush you earlier?"