Chapter 1272 - 1269: Cowardly and Fearful, Get Out!

Upon hearing Jiang Fengfeng’s words, many patrons around looked at the cold youth, their disdain evident on their faces without any attempt to conceal it.

What martial artists despise the most is not a person with weak abilities, but a cowardly, incompetent one.

The cold youth had boasted earlier, dismissing even the top newcomer Luo Feng, but ultimately he could not stand by his words, retreating before facing the third strike, afraid of death, making a fool of himself.

Luo Feng shook his head, a wry smile on his face; if Jiang Fengfeng had made the third strike, even if the cold youth had retreated, everyone would not be so contemptuous upon seeing their disparity in strength.

However, Jiang Fengfeng had deliberately refrained from making the strike...

Yet, all of this was of the cold youth’s own making, and no one else could be blamed.

"It seems you are not only weaker than Luo Feng in terms of strength but far inferior in courage as well. In the future, you should pay more attention to your words and actions to avoid being ridiculed."

Jiang Fengfeng retracted her hand and said casually to the cold youth before sitting back down.

The cold youth was not physically hurt, yet the humiliation inside drove him nearly insane; his eyes were filled with darkness as he glared at Jiang Fengfeng, his body trembling slightly.

"Well, let’s see if your skills are as formidable as your sharp tongue!"

Clang!

With a cold shout, the sword at the cold youth’s waist unsheathed automatically.

"Junior brother, stop!"

The female disciple from Thundercloud Hall beside him had a changed expression, wanting to intervene, but it was too late.

Swoosh!

The blade sliced through the void, producing the sound of tearing fabric in the tavern, and an unmatched purple Sword Qi streaked out with the roar of thunder, aiming straight at Jiang Fengfeng.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, sitting calmly as he spread his five fingers, directly reaching for the Sword Qi.

Under everyone’s gaze, an unbelievable scene unfolded as the sharp purple Sword Qi was directly caught by Luo Feng’s hand.

The cold youth’s eyes widened even further; this sword attack had gathered seventy percent of his strength, enough to threaten a martial artist at the late Spiritual Rotation Realm, yet it was caught by someone barehanded!

"Such terrifying eyesight and mental strength!" a martial artist exclaimed in surprise.

The surrounding martial artists were also dumbfounded, their mouths slightly ajar.

The cold youth’s sword attack was as swift as lightning, and to catch the Sword Qi by hand, the timing must be perfect; a moment too fast or too slow would make it impossible.

At least, none of the martial artists present believed they had such eyesight or mental strength.

Zzzzzz...

The purple Sword Qi trembled continuously in Luo Feng’s hand, producing a reluctant humming, yet it could not advance an inch, appearing in the eyes of others as if Luo Feng’s right hand was no longer flesh and blood but forged from solid steel.

"Shatter!"

Luo Feng clenched his fingers, and the Sword Qi immediately developed countless cracks before shattering, transforming into pure heaven and earth Yuan Qi.

Raising his eyelids, Luo Feng looked at the cold youth and indifferently said, "If you wish to fight, I’ll accompany you to the end. However, I can’t guarantee you’ll leave here alive."

Swoosh!

The tall Thundercloud Hall female disciple quickly stepped forward and apologized to Luo Feng:

"Both of you, my junior brother doesn’t know how to speak. He was offensive earlier, and I apologize on his behalf. Here are two hundred thousand second-grade Yuan Stones, I hope you can give him a face and let this matter rest."

As she spoke, the tall female disciple took out a first-grade storage ring, wrapped it with Yuan Qi, and placed it on the table before Luo Feng, her smooth forehead already covered with a fine layer of cold sweat.

Not mentioning the female swordsman whose Swordsmanship was elusive, but the masked youth beside her made her feel immense pressure.

Junior Brother Yuan’s strength is not much weaker than hers, yet his earlier sword attack was caught barehanded by the opponent. Such strength could be compared to the top ten young talents of the Six Northern Domains’ Golden Palace, and their quartet might not withstand a single move from the opponent.

Bam!

Luo Feng waved his hand, and the storage ring shot forth, causing the cold youth to take several steps back and fall to the ground.

"Get out."

Luo Feng’s voice sounded; originally, he did not care about the cold youth’s comments about him. In the martial arts world, disputes are unavoidable, yet he did not expect the other party to be even more arrogant than imagined, attacking Jiang Fengfeng in anger because of a lost bet.

"Sorry."

The tall female disciple looked embarrassed, relieved to see Luo Feng not intending to pursue the matter further, and once again gave a respectful salute before leaving a silver note and turning to the cold youth with a slight frown, saying, "Junior brother, let’s go."

The cold youth awkwardly stood up from the ground, took a couple of steps, then turned back and said to Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng:

"Today’s incident will not be forgotten!"

Watching the four leave, Jiang Fengfeng pouted her red lips, "Why just let them go like that? That guy doesn’t know what’s good for him; he should be taught a lesson."

"Today is the second prince’s coronation ceremony; it would be hard to control if things get too big. Besides, you can’t just kill someone over a small matter like this." Luo Feng shook his head.

"Humph, he got off easily. Next time, if I see him again, I’ll break his legs." Jiang Fengfeng snorted coldly.

"Haven’t you humiliated him enough?"

Luo Feng smiled faintly, seeing everyone around looking over here, casually dropped a silver ingot and said to Jiang Fengfeng, "Let’s go as well."

Jiang Fengfeng had no more appetite and nodded before leaving.

Even after they had left for a long time, the second floor of the tavern remained silent, with the shock still lingering on everyone’s faces.

"These two have such strong skills. They must be martial artists in the True Yuan Realm." At last, someone sighed aloud.

"I don’t know who they are, given their age and skills, they can’t be nobodies; they should at least be figures like the top ten newcomers of the Six Southern Domains."

"I find that girl with the silver sword familiar. Seems like she was the one battling Sea Guard General Wei Chihuo yesterday."

"Now that you mention it, I recall it too. It’s indeed her. So, the masked youth beside her must be Luo Feng."

"Most likely, considering he appeared here instead of attending the coronation ceremony. Based on how he caught the Sword Qi barehanded just now, his strength is even scarier than the rumors. If that Thundercloud Hall disciple knew he was Luo Feng, she might have been scared to death."

"Just a mere clown, nothing worth discussing. But this upcoming southern and northern martial arts tournament, the battle between Luo Feng and Cao Li will likely be even more intense than last year’s Cao Li and Jian Wuji confrontation."

"Yes, once today is over, I’ll head to Linglong Hall. I missed the New Dragon Ranking Tournament, and I can’t miss this one."

"Indeed, let’s go together tomorrow. It would be good to have support on the road as well."

After guessing Luo Feng’s identity, everyone’s interest in the southern and northern martial arts tournament in a few days increased greatly, one after another wanting to witness the peak duel between Luo Feng and the Six Northern Domains’ two ultimate talents.