Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 784 - 782: Martial Arts Tournament for a Bride

Luo Feng disregarded Duan Lin's murderous gaze. A smile touched his face as he said lightly, "Brother Duan, thanks for your hospitality."

Hearing Luo Feng's words, a strange expression appeared on the faces of the nearby diners. The young maids of the Linxian Building also turned slightly red, trying their best to suppress their laughter.

A meal costing over ten thousand Grade-2 Yuan Stones was an extravagant affair. Not just for a Martial Artist of the Spiritual Rotation Realm; even those from the True Yuan Realm wouldn't typically spend so lavishly.

From Duan Lin's ugly expression, the onlookers could easily guess his current mood.

Nanxuan, already displeased with these Sky Sword Pavilion disciples for interrupting her meal, now lifted her small face and said to Ling Qingwu with a mischievous smile, "Senior Sister Ling, the disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion are indeed extraordinary. They can spend thirty thousand Grade-2 Yuan Stones without batting an eye."

Hearing Nanxuan's deliberate jab, a hint of a smile touched Ling Qingwu's usually cold face.

"How dare you!"

The small-faced Martial Artist turned livid and roared.

Nanxuan remained completely unfazed, pouting her red lips as she retorted, "Aren't I just stating the facts?"

"You!"

"Enough!"

Duan Lin stopped the small-faced Martial Artist with a wave of his hand, his sinister gaze shifting to Luo Feng.

The Yuan Stones were a minor issue; losing face was major. The thirty thousand Grade-2 Yuan Stones were indeed a painful loss, but what Duan Lin found even more unacceptable was losing face to Luo Feng in front of everyone. That was something he simply couldn't accept!

Taking a deep breath, Duan Lin stared fixedly at Luo Feng and said in a low, heavy voice, "Luo Feng, do you dare to fight me?"

WHOOSH!

Upon hearing Duan Lin challenge Luo Feng, the surrounding martial figures were all visibly shaken. The quiet restaurant suddenly erupted into a wave of sound.

"Duan Lin actually wants to fight Luo Feng."

"That's not surprising. Including the wine, Duan Lin lost thirty thousand Grade-2 Yuan Stones. Losing such a large sum of wealth so suddenly, he must hate Luo Feng to the bone by now."

"I wonder if Luo Feng will accept. I, for one, am looking forward to their fight."

"They won't fight."

A young Swordsman clutching a treasured sword shook his head resolutely.

"Why not?"

The young Swordsman said, "Think about it. Duan Lin was ranked fifty-first on the Hidden Dragon List half a year ago. After half a year, his strength must have improved. And Yi Tian is only ranked sixty-third on the Hidden Dragon List. I've heard Luo Feng only narrowly defeated Yi Tian. He shouldn't be Duan Lin's match. Their difference in strength is too great. If I were Luo Feng, I definitely wouldn't agree to this duel."

"That makes sense. However, I still feel that Luo Feng is not ordinary and cannot be judged by common sense. He, as an academy disciple, could defeat Yi Tian; perhaps he can defeat Duan Lin as well."

"That's impossible, unless a miracle happens..."

The young Swordsman shook his head, very confident in his judgment.

"Luo Feng, weren't you quite arrogant just now? You wouldn't be scared now, would you?" The small-eyed Martial Artist stood aside, jeering sarcastically.

Luo Feng's eyebrows twitched. Just as he was about to speak, Lanyu suddenly stood up.

"Duan Lin, may I ask when you entered the Golden Palace?" Lanyu asked, her bright eyes fixed on Duan Lin.

The small-eyed Martial Artist beside him said smugly, "Senior Brother Duan was admitted to the Sky Sword Pavilion last year, ranking twenty-third."

Hearing the answer, an alluring smile touched Lanyu's red lips. She said lightly, "I see. Luo Feng only entered the Golden Palace this year. Don't you feel ashamed challenging him?"

"Isn't this just bullying?"

The other Green Flame Adventure Group martial artists burst into hearty laughter, and others couldn't help but nod silently.

Lanyu's words made sense. Duan Lin had been training in the Sky Sword Pavilion for a year and was almost eighteen. Luo Feng, however, had just entered Linglong Hall and was only fifteen or sixteen. For Duan Lin to challenge Luo Feng was indeed somewhat bullying.

Duan Lin shot the small-eyed Martial Artist a fierce glare. The latter flinched and dared not speak again.

HMPH! 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

With a cold snort, Duan Lin looked at Luo Feng and announced loudly, "On the True Martial Continent, strength is supreme! Our Senior Brother Lu Xiao Yun of the Sky Sword Pavilion, not yet eighteen, is already ranked among the top three of the Ten Great New Dragons. Twenty years ago, Duan Yuntian, the Ghost Spirit Saber, became a supreme expert of his generation before he was thirty. As Martial Artists, how can we be judged by age!"

Luo Feng's eyes flickered. Regardless of Duan Lin's character, his understanding of Martial Arts was indeed first-class, befitting a famous expert on the Hidden Dragon List.

Duan Lin's speech left the crowd speechless. He then said coldly to Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, you defeated Yi Tian; your strength is quite impressive. I wonder if you dare accept my challenge."

A cold sneer appeared on Duan Lin's face as he glanced at Ling Qingwu.

His goal was simple: to use this sparring match to teach Luo Feng a harsh lesson, preferably beating him so badly he'd be bedridden for months. That way, Luo Feng definitely wouldn't be able to leave Red Valley City today. And once *that person* arrived, he wouldn't have to worry about Ling Qingwu anymore and could finally wash away this humiliation!

"You wouldn't hide behind a woman again, would you?"

The small-eyed Martial Artist, observing expressions and understanding Duan Lin's purpose, interjected with a mocking smile at the right moment.

"You're all going too far!"

Lanyu hadn't expected their words to be so vicious, each one a deliberate stab. Annoyance flashed in her eyes, and she grew more worried that Luo Feng would accept Duan Lin's challenge because of this.

Luo Feng was indeed very strong, but compared to Duan Lin, ranked fifty-first on the Hidden Dragon List, there was likely still a considerable gap.

Just as she was about to reject Duan Lin's challenge on Luo Feng's behalf, Luo Feng stopped her.

Everyone looked at Luo Feng curiously, wondering what he would choose.

"Luo Feng, surely you're not scared?" Duan Lin sneered.

Luo Feng sized up Duan Lin, a smile on his face. "Duan Lin, you don't need to use taunts on me. I had no intention of refusing your challenge anyway."

CRASH!

As Luo Feng's words fell, the restaurant became strangely silent. Everyone stared at Luo Feng, dumbfounded, not expecting him to actually agree.

"Luo Feng..."

Worry showed in Lanyu's bright eyes.

"Don't worry, I know my limits."

Luo Feng gave Lanyu a reassuring look and said to Duan Lin, "I accept your challenge. But before that, I have something to ask you."

"You've got guts!"

Seeing Luo Feng agree, the corner of Duan Lin's mouth curved up. He had been worried Luo Feng would refuse. If so, with Ling Qingwu present, he would have had to give up and find another way. He hadn't expected Luo Feng to be even more arrogant than he imagined, actually agreeing to his challenge. It was simply seeking death! He knew his cultivation was just a step away from the late sixth stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm; ten Yi Tians would be no match for him.

Kid, you brought this upon yourself. Don't regret it later!

Laughing sinisterly in his heart, the gloom in Duan Lin's chest swept away. His eyes gleamed as he looked at Luo Feng. "What is it? Ask quickly!"

He couldn't wait to fight Luo Feng and see him battered and bloody.

Luo Feng nodded and asked, "Why were you three following me?"

Hearing Luo Feng's question, the small-eyed Martial Artist beside him stiffened, involuntarily taking half a step back.

A peculiar glint flashed in Duan Lin's eyes, but he quickly composed himself, feigning ignorance, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You really don't know?"

A piercing, cold light shot from Luo Feng's eyes.

Facing Luo Feng's gaze, Duan Lin felt an inexplicable chill in his heart and hurriedly averted his eyes, not daring to meet Luo Feng's.

"Enough talk! I'll wait for you outside!"

As his voice fell, Duan Lin leaped, creating a sudden gust of wind as his figure shot out the window.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed. It seemed these three were indeed acting under someone's orders.

"As you wish."

With a cold smile, Luo Feng's figure also vanished. Everything would become clear after the duel.

"I really didn't expect Luo Feng to actually fight Duan Lin."

"Duan Lin has improved greatly compared to six months ago; he's already a mid-stage sixth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist. Luo Feng actually dared to agree to this duel!"

"That's right. The difference in strength between ranks on the Hidden Dragon List can be huge. Duan Lin is a full twelve places higher than Yi Tian. I thought Luo Feng would definitely refuse. I never expected this, never..."

"Luo Feng defeated Yi Tian less than half a month ago, and now he's going to fight Duan Lin, ranked fifty-first on the New Dragon List. This is big news! Quick, go inform the captain and the others!"

"Let's go, quickly! We can't miss such an exciting duel. We have to get a good spot!"

Seeing Luo Feng and Duan Lin leave, the other martial artists also got up one after another.

In moments, the bustling Linxian Building was empty, leaving only a mess behind.

The Shopkeeper of the Linxian Building gave a wry smile. It seems no business will be done today... Looking at the eager young maids, she smiled faintly. "Alright, I know you all want to go watch. We sold a lot of wine today, so take the day off. Go on."

"Thank you, Shopkeeper!"

"A battle between Hidden Dragon List experts! It's bound to be incredibly exciting! Sisters, let's hurry..."

"That Duan Lin is too arrogant; I don't like him. I hope Luo Feng can win."

"TEEHEE... This isn't a contest for a husband; what does your liking him have to do with anything..."

"Sister Luo, you're teasing me again!"

The dozen or so young maids burst into a series of bell-like giggles and vanished in a flash.

Ling Qingwu and her group also headed downstairs.

Seeing Ling Qingwu and the others looking so composed, Lanyu finally couldn't hold back. "Why didn't you stop Luo Feng?"

"Why should we stop him?" Ling Qingwu turned around.

Lanyu said with a worried expression, "Luo Feng's opponent is Little Golden Sword Duan Lin, ranked fifty-first on the New Dragon List..."

"So what?"

Ling Qingwu's clear, cold eyes were as calm as ever. She said lightly, "You don't need to worry. Luo Feng won't lose."

Lanyu was stunned. Ling Qingwu's answer was somewhat unexpected. Then, as if realizing something, she also calmed down. "I understand."

Although Lanyu didn't know why Ling Qingwu was so composed, Ling Qingwu was an expert ranked in the top thirty of the Hidden Dragon List. If she believed Luo Feng would win, it surely wasn't without reason.

Her mind full of doubts, Lanyu followed Ling Qingwu and the others out into the street.

In a short while, news of the impending fight between Luo Feng and Duan Lin had spread throughout almost all of Red Valley City. Everyone who heard about it immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed over from all directions. The sound of footsteps and discussions was deafening.

Inside a private room of a tavern opposite the Linxian Building.

The young Swordsman whom Luo Feng had detected earlier with his Soul Power was drinking. Hearing the uproar from the street, he frowned and called out sharply, "Waiter!"