Ye Tang's eyes looked somewhat crazed.

As a disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion of the Twelve Golden Palaces, his cultivation was superior to Luo Feng's, yet he had been injured by Luo Feng in just four moves. It felt like being slapped in the face in public.

A chill emanated from his body as Yuan Qi surged through him. His hair floated in the air. He was ready to go all out to completely defeat Luo Feng.

However, Luo Feng launched the first attack.

BUZZ!

A strange fluctuation spread out, and a saber-like phantom appeared behind Luo Feng.

The phantom was almost ten zhang high, more solid than ever before, like a true Blade of Heaven and Earth, its sharp edge glinting.

Upon seeing the giant blade phantom behind Luo Feng, the young prodigies in the square were terrified.

THUD!

A few young prodigies with lower cultivation turned pale and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The faction leaders nearby frowned slightly and waved their hands in unison to disperse the pressure of the Grand Momentum. Only then did everyone feel a little more comfortable.

"This is the Grand Momentum. It's too terrifying! I thought I was going to die."

"I also felt an overwhelming pressure that was impossible to resist."

"Rumor has it that the Grand Momentum can suppress all evils and cut through nothingness. Luo Feng's Grand Momentum can affect people's minds and is probably approaching Minor Achievement of Great Trend."

"Yes, once his Grand Momentum reaches Minor Achievement of Great Trend, he can achieve 'From Illusion to Reality.' His strength will surely improve by leaps and bounds! His future accomplishments will be unimaginable."

"Ah, if only I could comprehend the Grand Momentum too…"

The young prodigies nearby regained their senses. Looking at the saber-like phantom behind Luo Feng, their eyes filled with awe and admiration.

For a martial artist to improve their cultivation, they must progress methodically. If they wished for their strength to advance by leaps and bounds, they had to comprehend something profound.

Without a doubt, the Grand Momentum was what all martial artists dreamed of.

Many faction leaders present looked at Luo Feng with envy.

"SLASH!"

Luo Feng met Ye Tang's gaze, his eyes seeming to flash with lightning, forcing everyone to hold their breath. He lifted the Fury Flame Knife high and slashed it down.

BOOM!

The moment the blade descended, a deafening sound, like an exploding thunderclap, reverberated. A massive saber phantom accompanied the Fury Flame Knife as it descended, the air parting before it as if crushed by a mountain.

Ye Tang looked at the huge blade of light hurtling towards him, his face devoid of color. He suddenly bit his lip, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Flame Crystal Sword Qi!"

With a loud shout, Ye Tang desperately pushed his Yuan Qi to reinforce his Sword Gang, attempting to resist the blade of light.

The blade of light was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, it slammed into the Flame Sword Gang.

CRACK! CRACK!

A clear cracking sound followed. The four-zhang high Flame Sword Gang crumbled inch by inch. The unabated residual power fiercely slashed towards Ye Tang.

Ye Tang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his sword to defend.

THUD!

The moment the sword edge touched the blade of light, Ye Tang grunted, feeling as if struck by lightning. He spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his right knee slammed heavily onto the ground, instantly cracking it.

CHIK!

The blade of light grazed past Ye Tang and slashed into the pond, splitting the twenty-meter-wide body of water in two.

Looking at Ye Tang kneeling on one knee, Luo Feng sheathed his Fury Flame Knife and said calmly, "You lost."

The entire square fell eerily silent. A moment later, it erupted. The atmosphere was more fervent than ever. The shock that had been building in the spectators erupted completely.

All the young prodigies at the scene stared dumbfounded at Ye Tang, kneeling on one knee before Luo Feng.

Ye Tang was a disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion of the Twelve Golden Palaces, a martial artist in the late stage of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm. His strength was unquestionable. Among the younger generation in Dayang City, few could rival him.

Yet now, after only four moves against Luo Feng, Ye Tang was soundly defeated! Such a result made everyone feel as if they were dreaming, utterly incredulous.

On the other side of the square, Yang Wanyi, looking at Luo Feng standing tall on the dueling platform, stared with her mouth slightly agape, her beautiful face filled with disbelief.

A moment later, Yang Wanyi finally regained her composure. She looked at Luo Feng, moistened her red lips, her naturally enchanting eyes somewhat unfocused as she murmured, "This guy's strength... has actually grown to this extent..."

Yang Dingtian, next to her, beamed at the sight of Ye Tang kneeling on the ground and laughed loudly, "Waner, who were you saying should be worried about whose revenge just now?"

Yang Wanyi raised her elegant eyebrows and said helplessly, "I didn't know he had progressed so rapidly. The last time we met..."

Halfway through her words, Yang Wanyi's gaze fell upon the dueling platform, and her expression changed dramatically.

On the dueling platform, Ye Tang's face was grim. He suddenly pulled a silver leaf from his bosom. Even from a distance, Yang Wanyi could see the leaf's sharp edges and the ominous green light flickering upon it.

Green Blood Flying Leaf!

A thought flashed through Yang Wanyi's mind, and without hesitation, she immediately cried out a warning, "Luo Feng, be careful of the hidden weapon!"

Ye Tang glared menacingly at Luo Feng, his eyes wild, a wicked glint flashing across his face. He flung the Green Blood Flying Leaf Steward Hong had given him.

"Die!"

WHOOSH!

This sudden turn of events threw the entire square into an uproar.

Both Yang Dingtian and Yang Wanyi were horrified when they saw the hidden weapon Ye Tang unleashed.

This silver leaf was a unique hidden weapon of the Ye family, known as the Green Blood Flying Leaf. After being forged, the weapon was steeped in a poison concocted from the resin of the Green Glow Tree and the blood of the Silver Scaled Beast!

Both the resin of the Green Glow Tree and the blood of the Silver Scaled Beast were highly toxic, lethal to martial artists of the Meridian Wheel Realm. The poison could erode a martial artist's Yuan Qi and damage their Meridian Wheels. Severe poisoning could even leave one crippled, making it an extremely vicious weapon!

No one had expected Ye Tang to use the Green Blood Flying Leaf on such an occasion. Yang Dingtian wanted to intervene, but it was already too late.

WHOOSH!

Infused with Ye Tang's Gang Qi, the Green Blood Flying Leaf shot out as fast as lightning, reaching Luo Feng almost instantly!

At such close range, coupled with the surprise attack, Ye Tang was certain Luo Feng couldn't possibly dodge. A sinister, cold laugh echoed in his heart, "Kid, meet your maker!"

However, at that very moment, the unexpected happened!

Luo Feng seemingly had anticipated this. He reached out and caught the Green Blood Flying Leaf between his fingers.

Impossible! At such close range, and with my surprise attack, not even a late-stage Nine Heavenly Court Realm martial artist could catch my hidden weapon. How could he possibly catch it...

Ye Tang stared blankly at Luo Feng, utterly flabbergasted. The triumphant smirk that had just appeared on his face instantly froze.

Luo Feng glanced at the leaf-shaped dart in his hand, a murderous glint in his cold eyes, and his wrist twitched slightly.

WHOOSH!

The Green Blood Flying Leaf transformed into a streak of emerald light, shooting back several times faster than it had come.

CHIK!

"Ah!"

The scream tore through the air as the Green Blood Flying Leaf lodged itself in Ye Tang's lower abdomen, the poison on it spreading instantly.

"I hope you have an antidote on hand," Luo Feng said coldly.

Ye Tang couldn't hear what Luo Feng said. By now, the poison was spreading, and his entire face had turned a sickly pale green. WAUGH! He vomited a mouthful of blood.

The blood was grayish-green and reeked of a foul stench.

"It's the Ye family's Green Blood Flying Leaf Dart!"

"Ye Tang actually used the Green Blood Flying Leaf Dart! Isn't this an attempt to kill Luo Feng?"

"Now he's been poisoned by his own dart, and it struck his Dantian. He's likely to end up a cripple."

"This is retribution! Who asked him to harbor such malicious intent!"

"However, for Luo Feng to escape unharmed from such a sudden attack is truly remarkable..."

The crowd in the square watched Ye Tang continuously vomiting blood, discussing among themselves. There wasn't a hint of sympathy in their words; their expressions were cold and indifferent.

For Ye Tang to use a hidden weapon in a sparring match was a blatant desecration of a martial artist's dignity.

"Steward Hong, the antidote! Quickly, give me the antidote!" Ye Tang coughed up blood uncontrollably, blood even flowing from his seven orifices. He was in a dreadful state, shouting in panic.

As a young master of the Ye family, he understood the toxicity of the Green Blood Flying Leaf better than anyone.

His Dantian was injured; if the detoxification was even slightly delayed, he would definitely be crippled for life.

WHOOSH!

Steward Hong landed on the dueling platform, his expression panicked. He hastily took out the antidote and fed it to Ye Tang.

Seeing Ye Tang's fate, Luo Feng knew full well that if he had been even slightly careless just now, he would have died. Uncontrollable rage surged within him.

You wanted to kill me, so I'll cripple you and make your life a living hell!

Luo Feng glared at Ye Tang, a cold glint in his eyes. He stomped his foot, and a surge of dark energy erupted from the ground beneath him.

Ye Tang had just taken the antidote and his complexion had slightly recovered when, suddenly, the dark energy exploded beneath him.

THUD!

Ye Tang was blasted into the air, spewing blood as he flew, before crashing back to the ground, like a deflated balloon, barely clinging to life.

"Young Master!" Steward Hong supported Ye Tang and quickly checked his injuries, his expression changing drastically.

Ye Tang's face was deathly pale. His eyes, burning with a hatred like raging flames, were fixed on Luo Feng as he weakly said, "Steward Hong... avenge me... He crippled my cultivation..."

"You dared to cripple my Young Master!" Steward Hong's face turned ashen with rage. He whirled around and roared at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng looked at him disdainfully and was about to speak when, suddenly, a terrifying oppressive force descended from the sky. The entire space of the dueling platform began to tremble violently.

THUD!

Steward Hong had just struggled to his feet when he coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground again, unable to move.

Luo Feng's heart stirred. He turned his head to look. Yang Dingtian had unknowingly appeared behind him.

"Son-in-law, are you alright?" Yang Dingtian scrutinized Luo Feng, his gaze intense with concern.

Seeing Yang Dingtian's concerned expression, Luo Feng felt a warmth in his heart and replied, "Father-in-law, I'm fine."

"The Ye family's Green Blood Flying Leaf Dart is no small matter. Don't be careless. Quickly take this pill; it can expel the poisonous gas." Yang Dingtian waved his hand, producing a green pill and handing it to Luo Feng.

Fourth-grade Spirit Pill, Qinglin Pill!

Luo Feng was about to refuse, but when he saw the pill in Yang Dingtian's hand, his heart trembled.

He had initially thought the pill Yang Dingtian offered was just an ordinary Detoxification Pill, never expecting it to be the priceless Qinglin Pill!

The Qinglin Pill could detoxify hundreds of poisons. For a martial artist, taking it could also help condense their Yuan Qi and nourish their spirit. It was extremely beneficial for martial artists at the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Court Realm and was incredibly precious.

"Thank you, Father-in-law!"

Since it was the Qinglin Pill, Luo Feng didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the pill.

Yang Dingtian patted Luo Feng's shoulder and then looked towards Steward Hong, who was still prone on the ground.

Luo Feng put the Qinglin Pill away and also turned his gaze to Steward Hong.

Seeing Steward Hong immobilized before Yang Dingtian, unable to move, Luo Feng was slightly shaken.

Steward Hong was, after all, an expert at the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Court Realm, yet before Yang Dingtian, he was as helpless as a three-year-old child!

This is the power of an Eighth Layer Spiritual Rotation Realm master... Luo Feng took a deep breath, a sense of aspiration stirring in his heart.

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