Martial Arts Overlord

The surrounding crowd, looking at Luo Feng and Elder Zhuang, were shocked beyond belief. The two of them had just taken such a fierce attack from Yang Yunshi but, against all odds, they hadn't died or even sustained a scratch. It was quite unbelievable.

Elder Zhuang stood behind Luo Feng, his gaze upon the young man before him wavering.

Yang Yunshi's Palm Gang was so intimidating that just a glance would make one's scalp tingle. I thought we were definitely done for this time. However, Luo Feng blocked all the Palm Gang; the remaining force wasn't fearsome at all.

It seems I underestimated him. Although he's only in the mid-stage of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm cultivation, his power is indeed unfathomable, already mirroring the strength of a Martial Artist at the peak of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm. Elder Zhuang mused, his eyes softening into a gaze of admiration as they remained fixed on Luo Feng. Yang Yunshi is someone even I can't defeat, yet Luo Feng, with just mid-stage Nine Heavenly Court Realm cultivation, seriously injured him. Although Yang Yunshi's carelessness played a part, it's still a shocking outcome.

Luo Feng paid no mind to what those around him were thinking. Looking at the stunned Yang Yunshi, his tone was indifferent as he said, "Yang Yunshi, you're the one who's going to die today."

BOOM!

With a stomp of his foot, Luo Feng darted towards Yang Yunshi.

Yang Yunshi's expression stiffened. Suddenly, he turned to Luo Feng and said, "Kid, you're lucky this time. Just wait until I recover from my injuries, then I'll settle the score with you!"

With that, Yang Yunshi suddenly shot into the distance, trying to escape.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Luo Feng's eyebrows knitted slightly. With a thunderous shout, he unleashed a huge blade light from his Rage Flame Knife, coursing towards Yang Yunshi's back.

Just as the blade light was about to catch up with Yang Yunshi, a sudden change occurred. Yang Yunshi's body, which had been rapidly darting away, abruptly stopped and then vanished from its original spot.

BOOM!

The blade light flew from the spot where Yang Yunshi had just been, slicing open the remaining half of the tavern.

"Kid, you're still too green!"

The roar echoed. The vanished Yang Yunshi had reappeared behind Luo Feng at some point, his eyes locked onto Luo Feng, his face filled with ferocity.

"Be careful!"

Elder Zhuang hadn't expected Yang Yunshi to be so cunning as to feign retreat only to suddenly turn around and launch a surprise attack on Luo Feng. He was utterly stunned.

"Remember, kid, in your next life, don't offend those you shouldn't. Now die!"

Dense blood-red light started twirling around Yang Yunshi's right palm. The light was so intense that it distorted the surrounding air, making it seem as if it were about to boil. He swung his fierce palm towards Luo Feng's back.

The power of Luo Feng's Saber Technique had made Yang Yunshi wary, which was why he had hatched this plan to feign retreat and ambush his opponent. He was confident that with the power of his Blood Thunder Palm, and if he fought cautiously, Luo Feng wouldn't stand a chance.

BOOM!

The palm wind howled, and the air continuously exploded due to the harsh Qi Force. Before the Palm Gang even reached Luo Feng, the fierce pressure had already caused his clothes to swell. The entire street seemed enveloped in blood-red light.

You want to force me into close combat? This is a good chance to test the power of the Sky Collapse Fist at the Perfect Realm. Luo Feng thought.

Luo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold smirk touched the corner of his lips. Without turning his head, he twisted his body and threw a punch.

"Sky Collapse Earth Splitting!"

The simple, unadorned punch shot out. It seemed to lack any force, as if it would be instantly swallowed by Yang Yunshi's Palm Gang.

The fist and palm collided in an instant.

The anticipated loud impact did not occur; everything was eerily calm. For that instant, both Luo Feng's and Yang Yunshi's bodies seemed to freeze, completely motionless.

"What's happening!"

"Who won?"

"Was it a draw?"

The crowd watched the two motionless figures, their gazes slightly fixed, unsure of what had just happened.

"Yang Yunshi excels at palm techniques. For Luo Feng to be able to tie with him is impressive!"

Seeing the two unmoving, many people assumed their recent exchange had ended in a tie.

Just then, Yang Yunshi suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He stumbled backward several steps, looking at Luo Feng as if he had seen a ghost. "What kind of fist technique is this? It can even form an internal force!"

"Sky Collapse Fist, a low-grade Profound Level martial art," Luo Feng replied indifferently, sheathing his Rage Flame Knife as he looked at Yang Yunshi.

Hearing this, Yang Yunshi's eyes remained fixated on Luo Feng. "Impossible! My Blood Thunder Palm is a middle-grade Profound Level martial art! How could it not defeat you!"

Luo Feng glanced indifferently at Yang Yunshi and said coolly, "My Sky Collapse Fist has been cultivated to the Perfect Realm."

"Perfect Realm... So that's it."

Yang Yunshi's eyes widened, and a self-mocking glint flashed within them. Unreconciled, he took his last breath and fell backward onto the ground. Blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices, his state utterly wretched.

In the exchange just now, the internal force generated by the Sky Collapse Fist had shattered his internal organs.

The light in his eyes gradually faded. In his dying moments, Yang Yunshi was filled with overwhelming regret. Why didn't I just run away? Why did I underestimate Luo Feng?

If I had the chance to do it all over again, I would have killed Luo Feng right from the start, without holding back!

Yang Yunshi was known for his cunning tricks. Worried he might be feigning death, Luo Feng sent out a Palm Gang attack, completely extinguishing any remaining life force.

Only then did Luo Feng finally let out a breath of relief. He glanced at his right hand, his gaze slightly focused.

His right hand was trembling slightly, and there was a half-foot-long tear in his sleeve.

Yang Yunshi was a top expert at the peak of the Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm. He had extensive battle experience, having killed over a thousand people. Luo Feng might have been injured in their direct confrontation if Yang Yunshi hadn't already been wounded. Whether Luo Feng could have secured victory against an uninjured Yang Yunshi was an unknown.

This experience made Luo Feng acutely aware of the gap between himself and a true Martial Artist at the peak of the Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm. Unless he advanced to the late stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, exchanging blows with such top-tier experts would still be highly dangerous.

However, Luo Feng overlooked one point: Yang Yunshi had been a peak Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist for several years. His cultivation was profound. Even among peak Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artists, he was a prominent figure.

An eerie silence hung over the entire street. The surrounding people stared at Luo Feng, their mouths agape in shock. They didn't regain their senses for a long time.

Yang Yunshi, the "Awakened Lion," infamous for his brutality in the martial world, was dead! And he had been killed by a Martial Artist only at the mid-stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm. Despite seeing it with their own eyes, many still found it hard to believe.

Luo Feng's final punch was especially perplexing. The crowd had only seen the two collide head-on, then Yang Yunshi suddenly bleeding from all seven orifices and dying. It was a bizarre sight, and many still hadn't figured out what had actually happened.

"To defeat Yang Yunshi with only a mid-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm cultivation... What terrifying strength!" a Martial Artist exclaimed, unable to hide his shock.

"Indeed. At the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, fighting an opponent of a higher rank is already incredibly difficult. Yet he managed to fight two ranks above himself and defeat Yang Yunshi. It's inconceivable!"

An older Martial Artist sighed with emotion, "Seeing him reminds me of Lu Xiao Yun from back then. Both so young, both so prodigiously talented!"

"Lu Xiao Yun, one of the Ten New Dragons. Indeed, Luo Feng does resemble him. Both are students of the Purple Sun School. It's hard to say who has greater potential."

"Luo Feng should be entering the Twelve Golden Palaces this year. We'll know who's better when they meet then."

"I've heard Lu Xiao Yun is exceptionally arrogant due to his talent and won't tolerate anyone more outstanding than himself. If those two really meet, it will likely be quite a spectacle."

"Indeed, I'm looking forward to it..."

This showdown was incredibly riveting, and the surrounding martial arts experts were quite excited, their discussions buzzing.

Luo Feng ignored the chatter around him and walked over to Yang Yunshi's corpse, removing his storage ring.

"Awakened Lion" Yang Yunshi dominated the martial world for over a decade, and countless high-level experts died at his hands. His wealth must be enormous.

Not wishing for any complications, Luo Feng pocketed the storage ring without checking its contents. With so many Martial Artists nearby, some would inevitably be tempted by greed.

Turning to Elder Zhuang, Luo Feng said, "Senior, let's go."

Elder Zhuang snapped back to his senses. He gave Luo Feng a long look, then smiled bitterly. "The title 'Senior' is too much. Just like Lan Congfeng, call me Elder Zhuang."

Among Martial Artists, strength determined status, not age. Having personally witnessed Luo Feng's power, he no longer felt he had the right to be called 'Senior' by him.

Luo Feng didn't seem to mind and nodded.

"Sirs, please wait..."

Just as the two were about to leave, a slightly plump, middle-aged woman hurried over.

Luo Feng glanced at her; she appeared to be an ordinary woman. "Is something the matter?" he asked.

The middle-aged woman glanced at the nearby corpse, her expression changing slightly. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Young Hero, I am the Shopkeeper of the Moon Lotus Building. My tavern was completely destroyed in your battle, and many people were injured. My entire family depends on this tavern for our livelihood..."

As she spoke, tears began to roll down her cheeks.

Luo Feng immediately understood. The tavern had indeed been destroyed because of his fight with Yang Yunshi. Now that Yang Yunshi was dead and he had obtained the man's wealth, it wouldn't be right not to compensate her.

Just as he was about to speak, Elder Zhuang stepped forward. "Luo Feng, this incident happened because of me. Let me handle it."

With that, Elder Zhuang took out a gold banknote and a bottle of pills. He handed them to the middle-aged woman, saying, "This is ten thousand gold taels, enough to compensate for your tavern and the other damaged shops. This bottle contains Primordial Blue Pills. Give them to the injured; they should recover in a day or two."

The middle-aged woman accepted the pills and the gold banknote, her tears turning into a smile. Overcome with gratitude, she thanked them profusely, "Thank you, Young Hero! Thank you, Sir!"

Martial Artists generally acted as they pleased, with little regard for consequences. The middle-aged woman had initially worried that Luo Feng wouldn't compensate her, in which case she would have had no choice but to swallow the loss. Her gratitude now was genuinely heartfelt.

Luo Feng waved his hand, not waiting for others to entangle them. He turned and left the street with Elder Zhuang.

「Two streets away」

Luo Feng asked, "Elder Zhuang, when can we start refining the Illusion Heart Pill?"

With Yang Yunshi dead, Elder Zhuang was in high spirits, his face beaming. He chuckled and said, "I can start the preparations right away. In nine days, you can come to the Medicine Ding Store to pick up the pill."

Luo Feng nodded. It only takes about ten days to travel from the Purple Sun School to Green Wood Peak, so there's enough time.

He said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Elder Zhuang. I'll pay for the refining costs when I pick it up."

Elder Zhuang shook his head. "You saved my life. How could I accept payment for this? Consider this Illusion Heart Pill my way of repaying your kindness."

A smile appeared on Luo Feng's face. "In that case, thank you very much."

As far as I know, refining an Illusion Heart Pill, a top-grade fourth-rank pill, usually costs tens of thousands of gold taels. This way, I can save a considerable sum of money.