Martial Arts Overlord

Luo Feng knew he had to treat today, so he took out a piece of silver and tossed it to the waiter, "Quickly serve the dishes, this is your reward."

"Thank you, both gentlemen. Please wait a moment, the food and drink will be served right away."

The waiter accepted the silver, grinning from ear to ear, and immediately took his leave.

Luo Feng took a sip of tea and looked at Jiang Fengfeng with a smile, "Still angry?"

Jiang Fengfeng glared slightly, "Why should I be angry? As long as the Sword Heart Heaven Jade is brought back to the Sword Tomb, we’ll be strangers from then on."

Luo Feng smiled faintly and said no more.

Soon, the food and drink arrived. Chaoyang Restaurant, renowned in Azure Sky City, served dishes with enticing color, aroma, and taste. Both ate with relish, and Jiang Fengfeng’s complexion naturally softened.

Perhaps due to the small episode caused by Jiang Fengfeng, the atmosphere on the restaurant’s second floor gradually became lively. The martial artists present engaged in excited conversations, discussing this time’s coronation ceremony of the Second Prince.

Of course, more of the topic was about the upcoming South-North Martial Arts Congress, and Luo Feng.

"Speaking of Luo Feng, something big happened yesterday, have you heard?" One person spoke excitedly.

"Lu Laosi, stop keeping secrets. Isn’t it that Lu Xiao Yun was killed by Luo Feng? And their exchange did not exceed three moves. This matter has spread widely throughout Azure Sky City, and now everyone knows."

"Haha, it seems I was ill-informed. Lu Xiao Yun, after all, was the third of the Top Ten New Dragons last year, exceptionally gifted, yet met such a bleak end. Truly a pity..."

"Power struggles are always cruel; which one hasn’t ended in rivers of blood?"

"Indeed, the victor becomes king, the defeated a bandit. Since Lu Xiao Yun decided to get involved, he should have been prepared for this outcome. However, that Luo Feng rose to fame in less than half a year and could kill Lu Xiao Yun with just three moves—it’s truly terrifying. He is the first New Dragon of the Six Southern Domains and now has been titled as the Hidden Dragon Marquis, overshadowing even Jian Wuji and Yu Bufan."

"Exactly. Those beautiful swordswomen at that table just now called out Luo Feng’s name when ordering, truly enviable. Unfortunately, I am not Luo Feng; otherwise, I’d be even more impressive."

Jiang Fengfeng’s brows raised slightly, setting down her chopsticks, and she said to Luo Feng, "You’re a celebrity now; everyone is talking about you."

Luo Feng smiled wryly, tapping his mask, "The trouble is also plentiful. I’d rather cultivate quietly. Sadly, some things are inescapable."

The martial artist called Lu Laosi suddenly said, "With the South-North Martial Arts Congress approaching, I wonder how Luo Feng compares to Cao Li, the first of the Six Northern Domains."

Cao Li, the first of the Six Northern Domains...

Luo Feng’s expression shifted, listening carefully.

"Last year’s South-North Martial Arts Congress, Jian Wuji faced Cao Li and was defeated. It’s said that Cao Li’s cultivation has reached the peak of the True Yuan Realm’s second level. I’m not too optimistic about Luo Feng."

"You can’t say that. While Cao Li is impressive, Luo Feng is also very strong. At the New Dragon List tournament, Jian Wuji also lost to Luo Feng. Furthermore, to my knowledge, when Lu Xiao Yun appeared at the Second Prince’s estate, his cultivation was already at the peak of True Yuan Realm’s first level. After taking the Blood Refining Pill, his cultivation should have been at the peak of True Yuan Realm’s second level, yet he was defeated by Luo Feng within three moves. This indicates that Luo Feng’s true strength far surpasses a peak of True Yuan Realm’s second level martial artist."

"Pills are external forces after all; even with the Blood Refining Pill, Lu Xiao Yun’s strength could not compare to a truly peak True Yuan Realm’s second level martial artist. But you make a valid point. With Luo Feng defeating Lu Xiao Yun in three moves, his chances of winning at the South-North Martial Arts Congress are significant."

"Tsk tsk, Luo Feng is truly brilliant, having entered the Golden Palace only half a year ago and grown to such a level. If he defeats Cao Li, he will be the foremost among the younger generation of our Canglang Dynasty."

The annual South-North Martial Arts Congress garners attention from all sides, and once mentioned, the martial artists in the restaurant immediately began discussing, each expressing their opinions.

Because of Luo Feng’s defeat of Lu Xiao Yun, many believe he can win this peak duel.

Of course, there are exceptions.

"Hmph, just a newly famous minor character, how can he compare to our Senior Brother Cao Li?"

Out of the blue, a cold reprimand echoed on the restaurant’s second floor.

The crowd fell silent, turning towards the source of the sound.

In the corner, at a wine table, sat four people, two men and two women. The four were around eighteen years old, dressed in white robes edged with purple, their sleeves adorned with faint cloud patterns, swords at their sides, clearly sword cultivators, with sharp gazes and extraordinary presence.

Someone noted the purple cloud pattern on their sleeves and whispered, "So they are from Thundercloud Hall of the Six Northern Domains."

"Cao Li is the Senior Brother of Thundercloud Hall, no wonder they stand up for him."

Luo Feng glanced sideways at the four, noting their considerable cultivation, all Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists.

The woman leading them had long legs and an attractive face, the highest cultivation level, in the late stage of Spiritual Rotation Realm’s seventh tier. Beside her was a sharp-eyed, stern youth, with slightly lower cultivation, in the initial stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s seventh tier, who had spoken just now.

The other two were at the fourth and sixth tiers of the Spiritual Rotation Realm respectively.

"Junior Brother Yuan, sit down quickly." The leading woman frowned and advised, noticing all eyes on them.

The stern youth shook his head, sneering in disdain, "Senior Sister, was I wrong? In terms of fame, strength, or experience, in what aspect can that Luo Feng, who came out of nowhere, compare to our Senior Brother Cao Li? To be honest, before coming to Azure Sky City, I had never even heard of him."

Luo Feng shook his head, uninterested in such futile disputes; victory was not won by words, but by strength. After the South-North Martial Arts Congress concludes, all results will speak for themselves.

However, Jiang Fengfeng couldn’t endure it silently, put down her chopsticks, stood up, and coldly smiled at the stern youth, "It’s quite impolite to insult others behind their back, isn’t it?"

Most diners supported Luo Feng, and the stern youth’s words embarrassed them as well, nodding in agreement with Jiang Fengfeng.

The stern youth’s face stiffened slightly, and seeing that the speaker was Jiang Fengfeng, he smiled:

"I am kindly reminding certain people not to be deceived by martial rumors and baseless reputations. Otherwise, they might suffer and regret it later."

"Junior Brother Yuan!"

The leading female disciple from Thundercloud Hall frowned, sensing his words were too harsh.

Jiang Fengfeng, not a fool, could clearly hear the provocation aimed at her, implying she was a naive girl in love. Her face turned utterly cold as she eyed the stern youth icily:

"As merely a Spiritual Rotation Realm seventh-tier initial stage martial artist, on what grounds do you dare comment on Luo Feng? With your strength, Luo Feng could defeat you with a single finger, couldn’t he?"

"You!"

The stern youth slapped the table, his expression as dark as water, but he couldn’t refute it.

Luo Feng was a martial artist at the second tier of the True Yuan Realm, whereas he was merely in the seventh tier of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Claiming to contend with Luo Feng would be laughable.

"Ha ha..."

A crisp laughter arose, and Jiang Fengfeng, looking at the stern youth with sparkling eyes, continued:

"If you can’t compare in strength, perhaps you’ll compare in courage. While still an academy student, Luo Feng dared challenge the disciples of the Golden Palace. Do you possess such courage?"

Jiang Fengfeng looked at the stern youth, smiling playfully.

Comparing courage...

The diners glanced at one another, not quite understanding.

The stern youth, now boiling with anger, wouldn’t admit defeat in front of so many people. He provocatively looked at Jiang Fengfeng:

"Why wouldn’t I dare! However you wish to compare, I, Yuan Mu, will accompany to the end today!"