Such speed...

The youth in the green robe looked at Luo Feng, still in shock. He licked his dry lips and asked, "What are you trying to do?"

Luo Feng looked back at him and gave a cold smile. "You said I wouldn't dare, didn't you? So, why the hesitation now? Draw your sword!"

The audience was taken aback by this scene, surprised by Luo Feng's audacity to immediately turn words into actions.

The youth in the green robe looked at Luo Feng and swallowed hard. Luo Feng's unnatural speed just now had left him somewhat uncertain about whether to strike or not.

"If you do not dare to draw your sword, then sit down. And watch your words next time! Remember, I am not someone you can afford to offend."

Luo Feng gave the youth in the green robe a cold sidelong glance. He clearly remembered that this person before him was one of those who had joined forces to suppress him with their aura just moments ago.

Hearing this, the youth in the green robe flew into a rage and gritted his teeth. "Luo Feng, you dare to talk to me in such a tone! Do you know I am from the Xue Family in Dayang City..."

Luo Feng flicked his fingers dismissively and laughed. "Tch, tch... Are you flaunting your family background to me? I'm so scared. With such powerful backing, how could I dare to fight you?"

Luo Feng shrugged and turned to walk towards Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian looked somewhat surprised at the scene before him. Despite being at a disadvantage moments ago, Luo Feng had completely suppressed his opponent with just a few words.

The youth in the green robe stood rooted to the spot, his intense anger causing his body to tremble slightly. Suddenly, he growled, "You arrogant brat, stop right there!"

Looking at Luo Feng, the youth in the green robe's eyes flickered with a cold light. "You dared to humiliate me, Xue Ren! Today, I'm going to give you a lesson you'll never forget!"

CLANG!

With a flash of cold light, the longsword was unsheathed. The aura around the youth seemed to transform into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and his eyes turned faintly red.

"Cyclone Blood Rain Sword!"

BOOM!

The ground immediately cracked as he stomped his foot. His body rose into the air, longsword gripped with both hands, thrusting at Luo Feng from mid-air.

HISSS HISSS HISSS HISSS...

Sharp energy overflowed from him. His body was surrounded by countless streams of blood-colored Sword Qi, forming a crimson cyclone. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Luo Feng. Wherever he passed, countless sword marks scarred the ground and stone tables, shattering them.

The nearby crowd exclaimed and retreated, fearing they would be caught in the aftermath.

The young Martial Artists nearby watched with cold smiles, eager to see Luo Feng make a fool of himself.

This youth in the green robe was Xue Ren, a young master of Dayang City's Xue Family. He possessed late-stage eighth-level Hell Realm cultivation and also practiced Cyclone Swordsmanship, an initial-stage Profound Level martial art. His strength was extremely formidable, ranking him among the top of his peers.

Seeking death!

Facing the storm of Sword Qi, Luo Feng's face showed a cold smile as he swung his fist forward.

HUM!

A blade-like Gang Qi fist condensed on Luo Feng's right hand, roaring out with the sharp sound of tearing wind.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The fist's force collided with the storm of Sword Qi, creating a terrifying explosion.

The Sword Qi shattered instantaneously. Before the youth in the green robe could even react, he was sent flying by the punch, vomiting blood.

Luo Feng didn't stop there; he gathered Gang Qi in both fists and struck continuously!

"You..."

The youth in the green robe looked at Luo Feng in horror. The words he was about to say were instantly beaten back down his throat by the heavy punches.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Luo Feng threw dozens of punches in a single breath. The youth in green was left bruised and swollen, falling unconscious to the ground.

At this moment, within a radius of tens of feet around Luo Feng, the tables and chairs had all been pulverized by Gang Qi, leaving an empty space about a hundred feet wide.

Luo Feng dusted off his hands and looked at the unconscious youth on the ground with a cold snort. "You were the one who proposed the fight. Now that your skills have proven inferior and you've been taught a lesson, I trust you have nothing to say."

The entire square fell silent; everyone stared at Luo Feng in shock.

Xue Ren might not have been an exceptional talent, but he was still a late-stage eighth-level Hell Realm cultivator with a set of Profound Level martial arts, making him very formidable. The fact that Luo Feng had sent him flying, vomiting blood, with what seemed like a casual punch left everyone utterly flabbergasted!

What surprised the crowd most was that Luo Feng hadn't held back at all, even knowing Xue Ren was backed by the Xue Family of Dayang City. His ruthless and domineering methods made many in the crowd secretly gasp.

We haven't seen each other in a few months, and his strength has grown to such an extent.

Yang Wanyi watched Luo Feng, a faint surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She still clearly remembered their first meeting in Panlong City. Back then, Luo Feng was only at the sixth level of the God Bravery Realm.

In just four short months, he could defeat Xue Ren, a late-stage eighth-level Hell Realm cultivator, with a single punch. This rate of progress was truly unbelievable.

In the square, the City Lord of Barren City, Tang Yue, looked at Luo Feng and asked the young man beside him, "Qi, what do you think of this Luo Feng?"

Seated next to Tang Yue was the cold and stern young man, Tang Qi, also known as the Flying Snow Cold Sword. He glanced at Luo Feng and replied indifferently, "Being able to defeat Xue Ren, by the standards of the four great academies, he's not bad. However, in the Twelve Golden Palaces, he'd be at the bottom. Among those present, five or six could defeat him."

Tang Yue chuckled. "He is Yang Wanyi's fiancé. Don't you want to test your skills against him?"

Tang Qi glanced at Luo Feng again and shook his head. "If he were worthy of my attention, I would naturally take action. As for Yang Wanyi, I wasn't much interested in her to begin with. My goal is the pinnacle of the Sword Dao."

Tang Yue laughed helplessly. His son was excellent in all aspects, except for his excessive focus on the Sword Dao. That was why he had brought Tang Qi to this celebratory feast, hoping Yang Wanyi might capture Tang Qi's interest, but Luo Feng had gotten there first.

It wasn't just Tang Qi; several young Martial Artists in the square also regarded Luo Feng unfavorably, their gazes revealing strong hostility.

After defeating Xue Ren, Luo Feng didn't back down. Sensing the strong hostile glares, he looked up at the square, stood with his hands behind his back, and loudly proclaimed, "Whoever is unsatisfied can come forward and challenge me! I'll take you on one by one."

Luo Feng's words weren't born of arrogance. His cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm, and coupled with his constitution of eighteen Meridian Wheels, he could be considered invincible among his peers. Only Martial Artists in the late stage of the ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm could pose a slight threat to him.

However, to others, his words sounded wildly arrogant—the very epitome of arrogance!

Many young heroes present were renowned figures in the martial world, some even Disciples of the Twelve Golden Palaces. To them, his words were a blatant provocation!

"This kid is far too arrogant!"

"He only defeated Xue Ren, yet he's already so full of himself."

"Who knows what tricks he used to deceive Miss Waner. How dare he be so arrogant!"

The young heroes on the scene glared at Luo Feng, anger burning in their eyes.

"Hmph! He's oblivious to the limits of his own capabilities."

Tang Qi looked at Luo Feng, his face expressionless, but his eyes were utterly cold.

WHOOSH!

A figure landed on the dueling ring in the square. It was a young man with flat brows, holding a crescent-shaped silver spear the thickness of three fingers. His bare arms bulged with muscles that looked like rugged stones.

"Kid, I'm Xue Ren's elder cousin, Xue Heng! Get up here and meet your death!"

The flat-browed young man stared wide-eyed, his pupils blazing with anger. Air swirled around his crescent spear, making it seem extraordinarily fierce.

Luo Feng scratched his nose and was about to step onto the dueling ring when a sweet fragrance wafted over, and Yang Wanyi quickly approached.

"Luo Feng, you're being too rash! What you said has offended all the experts present. Do you really intend to defeat them one by one?" Yang Wanyi's Daimei furrowed tightly, anxiety evident in her mesmerizing eyes.

Luo Feng glanced at Yang Wanyi and laughed. "And why not?"

"Still trying to act tough." Yang Wanyi helplessly glared at Luo Feng. "There are many experts present. The Xue Ren from just now is nothing compared to them."

Luo Feng scratched his nose and grinned. "Are you worried about me?"

Yang Wanyi was taken aback, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. She said angrily, "Are you still in the mood to joke? It's not that I'm worried about you! You're... well, you're associated with our Dayang City Lord Mansion now. If you lose, it's the Dayang Mansion's reputation that will be tarnished! Perhaps my father can intervene and smooth things over."

Luo Feng patted Yang Wanyi's shoulder and shook his head. "They just want to see me make a fool of myself. Even if I hadn't said those words, they wouldn't have let it go. If I seek help from the City Lord now, wouldn't I become a deserter? Then it wouldn't just be me; you and the City Lord would also become laughingstocks."

Yang Wanyi was momentarily stunned; she hadn't considered that.

Footsteps sounded as Yang Dingtian walked over. "Luo Feng, Waner is right. Now is not the time to act tough."

Luo Feng looked at Yang Dingtian and smiled. "City Lord, don't worry. I know my limits."

"Oh?" Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng, a flicker of intrigue in his eyes, as if he had perceived something.

Just then, Xue Heng's voice echoed, "Luo Feng, aren't you coming up yet? After such grand proclamations, are you going to be a coward and hide in your shell now?"

Some young Martial Artists in the square burst into laughter.

"I'll go on ahead," Luo Feng said.

Yang Wanyi hesitated for a moment, her rosy lips parted slightly as she said, "Luo Feng, I've dragged you into this. Please be careful."

"We're family now, so there's no need to talk about involvement or blame. My dear, just wait here for my good news," Luo Feng laughed heartily and turned, striding towards the dueling ring.

This cheeky brat! He really has no filter. And I was actually worried about him! When Yang Wanyi heard Luo Feng's teasing, she bit her red lip, and the flicker of apology that had just surfaced in her heart instantly vanished.

Yang Dingtian said to Yang Wanyi, "What is Luo Feng's actual cultivation level? When I saw him defeat Xue Ren, it seemed like he wasn't using his full strength."

Yang Wanyi, afraid of revealing anything, shook her head. "I don't know either. He's always so secretive."

Luo Feng stood on the dueling ring, face to face with Xue Heng.

"So, you finally dared to come up. I thought you were going to run away, like a coward hiding in its shell," Xue Heng said with a cold smile, gripping his crescent silver spear as he watched Luo Feng.

Luo Feng stood opposite Xue Heng, his face devoid of expression, and said calmly, "We'll see who the real coward is once we begin."

"Hmph, let's see how long you can maintain that arrogance! You made my cousin spit blood; I'll make you pay back double!"

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