Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 804 - 802: Breakthrough!

A soft sensation came from behind, and Luo Feng felt a surge of heat. It passed through the palm on his back and into his body, calming his boiling blood bit by bit.

"Take this Consolidation Pill to avoid any internal injuries."

Yang Wanyi carefully supported Luo Feng, took out a cyan-colored pill, and fed it into Luo Feng’s mouth, her rosy lips curved with a slight smile.

Luo Feng swallowed the pill, feeling a refreshing sensation flow from his throat to his internal organs, stabilizing the chaotic energy within him.

"I really am no match for you."

Exhaling, Luo Feng looked at Yang Wanyi, and said with a bitter smile.

Yang Wanyi tapped Luo Feng’s forehead with a jade-like finger, "You’re too ungrateful. With a cultivation at the early stage of the Six Rotations of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, blocking more than ten moves from Fire Proud Sun Yang Wanyi, if this news spreads in the world, it would make many people’s jaws drop."

"Are you flattering me, or yourself?" Luo Feng replied.

Yang Wanyi beamed with a captivating charm, "What do you think?"

Luo Feng rubbed his nose, "Then I’ll take it as you’re complimenting me."

"Dream on! Aren’t you getting up? How long do you want me to hold you?" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Yang Wanyi shot Luo Feng a glare, then her gaze shifted, she giggled:

"Or does my husband want me to carry you back?"

Only then did Luo Feng realize he was still in Yang Wanyi’s embrace. Looking at her slightly mischievous and beautiful face, he bitterly smiled in his heart.

"No need."

Placing his palm on the ground, Luo Feng activated his Yuan Qi, made a slight tremor, and stood up.

As Luo Feng got up, the previously silent Purple Yao Square gradually erupted into discussions.

"Incredible, Senior Sister Yang Wanyi’s Daluo Golden Flame Skill has advanced to the sixth level, mastering the Golden Flame Feather Garment. At this rate, she stands a chance to contend for a spot among the top ten new dragons at the next New Dragon Tournament."

"Senior Brother Luo Feng is also very strong, blocking Senior Sister Yang Wanyi’s full-force strike without getting hurt."

"In terms of potential, among the Inner Sect Disciples, Senior Brother Luo Feng can be ranked in the top three. No wonder he could defeat Yi Tian and Duan Lin. I think it won’t be long before he qualifies to vie for the top ten spots among the inner sect disciples."

"Indeed, someone with the early stage of Six Rotations facing a peak Six Rotations Martial Artist and still holding up for ten moves, I’m seeing it for the first time. Let alone that the opponent is Senior Sister Yang Wanyi."

"Hehe, Senior Brother Luo Feng is both handsome and highly skilled in martial arts, no wonder he’s called Flowing Cloud Region’s legendary genius."

Nearby female disciples from Linglong Hall looked at Luo Feng with bright eyes, some harbored budding feelings, blushing and whispering among themselves.

Among the onlookers were a few of the top ten Inner Sect Disciples. Hearing the surrounding remarks, their expressions turned serious, they glanced at Luo Feng from afar, then turned and left.

"Ling Qingwu, did you already know the outcome would be like this?"

Xia Yunjing snapped out of her shock, looking at Ling Qingwu.

Ling Qingwu’s gaze remained fixed on the middle of the square, her brows slightly furrowed. She nodded and shook her head, replying blandly:

"I didn’t know Yang Wanyi had mastered the Golden Flame Feather Garment."

Luo Feng’s strength had also surprised Ling Qingwu, able to endure so long against Yang Wanyi’s full force.

Xia Yunjing took a deep breath, glanced at Luo Feng with her beautiful eyes, and suddenly said:

"Thank you for letting me stay."

"So, you’ve acknowledged his strength." Ling Qingwu retracted her gaze and said.

Buzz!

Xia Yunjing clenched her fist, the air around suddenly turned cold, forming crystal arrows.

Crack!

After crushing an arrow, Xia Yunjing looked at Ling Qingwu, her gaze sharp:

"Since he has the potential to threaten the top ten Inner Sect Disciples, I’ll surely defeat him. Then surpass you."

Ling Qingwu impassively said, "That won’t be easy."

"I will obtain the holy treasure at this Hunting Convention."

Xia Yunjing glanced at Luo Feng, said these words, and her silhouette swayed, disappearing into the buildings of Linglong Hall.

On the other side.

In the sunlight, Shui Linglong’s blue dress fluttered like rippling water. Her beautiful eyes turned towards Gu Xifeng, smiling, "Elder Gu, are you going to keep watching?"

Gu Xifeng frowned slightly and waved her sleeve, "I hope he doesn’t cause trouble for Xia Yunjing then."

As she finished speaking, Gu Xifeng’s silhouette vanished from the Purple Yao Square.

"After all these years, she’s still the same."

Elder Lingxiao watched in the direction Gu Xifeng left, shaking his head slightly.

Shui Linglong sighed helplessly, looking at Luo Feng, murmuring:

"Confronting Yang Wanyi’s full-force strike head-on, it seems even I underestimated him. I really wonder how he trains."

Elder Lingxiao understood Shui Linglong’s meaning and said:

"Luo Feng is indeed extraordinary and brilliant. Perhaps, in the future, he’ll step beyond the Canglan Dynasty, enter the holy grounds, make a name across the world, and contend with the exceptional young talents of the hundred nations."

"Elder Lingxiao, you hold him in such high regard?"

Shui Linglong was somewhat surprised, as Elder Lingxiao, being detached by nature, rarely commented on others. Such praise for someone was unprecedented.

Instead of answering, Elder Lingxiao turned to look at Shui Linglong and smiled:

"And aren’t you the same? Otherwise, why would you break Linglong Hall’s hundreds of years of tradition, resist all objections, and recruit a male disciple?"

Shui Linglong smiled glamorously, thinking about recruiting Luo Feng back then, indeed meeting with much questioning.

However, after today’s battle, those voices should now fall silent.

"This is just a possibility."

Elder Lingxiao looked at Luo Feng, saying slowly:

"The sharp edge of a sword is honed, without the polishing and beating, even the finest steel cannot reveal its sharpness. The path of the strong is destined to be accompanied by storms, the pinnacle of Martial Arts is paved with countless bones. How far he can go, ultimately depends on himself."

Turning around, Elder Lingxiao addressed Shui Linglong, "The same goes for you."

"Mm."

Shui Linglong nodded, in front of Luo Feng and the others, she could show some airs due to her age being under twenty, but before Elder Lingxiao, she was like a little girl.

"This Demon Sect base matter is an opportunity; you should join them for training." Elder Lingxiao added.

"Yes."

Shui Linglong nodded in agreement.

After the duel ended, Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi exchanged a few words, then bid farewell to each other, heading toward their respective residences.

Yang Wanyi was also a leader, and both wanted to make full preparations for the Hunting Convention in half a month.

Due to the upcoming Hunting Convention, Linglong Hall remained extremely calm for the following period. Luo Feng secluded himself each day, focusing solely on his cultivation.

Time flew by, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

In Panlong Residence, Luo Feng sat cross-legged in the small courtyard. With each of his breaths, the space within the courtyard trembled slightly, as if they had merged into one.

Roar!

Suddenly, a resonant dragon roar resounded through the courtyard, two dragon-shaped airstreams spiraled around Luo Feng, stirring the air like a surging tide, whipping up a fierce wind, making the water in the pond gurgle.

Buzz!

Opening his eyes, Luo Feng’s body trembled slightly, and the surrounding space calmed down.

"Finally, I’ve cultivated the Divine Dragon Nine Changes’ second level to the state of two dragon-shaped energy veins. Additionally, my cultivation seems to have reached a bottleneck, about to break through the mid-stage of the Six Rotations of Spiritual Rotation Realm."

Luo Feng exhaled, feeling the changes within his body, showing delight on his face, with strong confidence flaring in his eyes.