Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 631 - 629: Why Would I Be Afraid!

Luo Feng clearly heard the instructions from the official in green.

The final competition was unlike the life-and-death battles; it wasn’t a single fight to determine victory. Instead, the eleven contestants were divided among five dueling platforms to compete in rounds. A victory earned two points, a draw one point, and a defeat zero points.

At the end of all the matches, the contestants would be ranked based on their accumulated points. The top ten would enter the Martial Champion List, and the eleventh-place contestant would be eliminated.

This arrangement was designed to minimize the influence of luck and ensure fairer results.

After introducing the rules of the final round, the Martial Artist in green, circulating his Yuan Qi, loudly announced, "The Martial Champion List competition finals officially begin!"

As the Martial Artist in green finished speaking, the crowd erupted.

All eyes were locked on the eleven figures in Sky Feather Square as the crowd shouted the names of their favorite students.

Among them, Ye Siyi enjoyed the most popularity, with Yi Wuxue a close second...

Luo Feng looked back to see Luotian, Yang Qing, and Luo Xiao sitting together.

After giving the three a slight nod and a reassuring look, Luo Feng withdrew his gaze.

SWOOSH!

Five officials from Sky Mountain appeared on the dueling platforms, announcing the contestants for the first round.

"First Dueling Platform: Ye Siyi versus Shi Zhong."

"Second Dueling Platform: Yi Wuxue versus Han Xing."

"Third Dueling Platform: Liu Changfeng versus He Qin."

"Fourth Dueling Platform: Xie Xuantong versus Wu Tong."

"Fifth Dueling Platform: Bing Ruolan versus Liu Ling."

As the officials finished speaking, the students, one by one, walked towards their designated dueling platforms.

Luo Feng said to He Qin and Bing Ruolan, "This is only the first round of matches. Be careful not to get injured, so it doesn’t affect the subsequent matches."

With eleven participants in the finals, one person would sit out each round. Whether by luck or misfortune, Luo Feng was the one to sit out the first round.

Bing Ruolan and He Qin acknowledged with a nod and walked toward the third and fifth dueling platforms, respectively.

Ten participants ascended their platforms and immediately began fighting fiercely.

The duels on the first and second platforms held little suspense, as the skill gap between the opponents was too large. After a few rounds, Shi Zhong and Han Xing were defeated.

Ye Siyi and Yi Wuxue each gained two points.

Whether intentionally or not, after defeating Han Xing and stepping off the platform, Yi Wuxue’s gaze drifted towards Ye Siyi several times.

The match on the third platform was much more exciting. The ’Heavenly Jade Swordsman’ Liu Changfeng and He Qin were both masters of the Sword Dao. Their duel sent Sword Qi crisscrossing the platform, a spectacular sight that elicited thunderous applause from the spectators.

Liu Changfeng’s swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, like a thunderstorm, overwhelmingly imposing.

He Qin’s swordsmanship, in contrast, was elegant and agile, like swirling March snow—fast, yet carrying an extreme sharpness that sent shivers down one’s spine with every move.

Despite He Qin comprehending Sword Intent, her cultivation level was far less than Liu Changfeng’s. Though she persisted for over a dozen moves, she was ultimately defeated.

However, Liu Changfeng ranked third among the top ten young experts, his strength second only to Ye Siyi and Yi Wuxue. He usually won his matches in a single move, so for He Qin to persist for over a dozen moves against him was truly remarkable.

Many believed that although He Qin had lost the battle, she had won their admiration, prompting them to re-evaluate her strength.

The duel on the fourth platform was straightforward: Wu Tong directly admitted defeat when he saw Xie Xuantong as his opponent.

The most eye-catching duel was on the fifth platform.

Many vividly remembered He Qin’s sword fight against Liu Ling from the previous day.

Now, seeing Bing Ruolan, who also wielded a sword, facing Liu Ling, many spectators looked on with great interest.

On the dueling platform, the two beautiful young women stood about thirty paces apart, facing each other.

Bing Ruolan looked at Liu Ling, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

She hadn’t expected to encounter such a strong opponent in the first round.

Liu Ling was ranked fifth among the top ten young experts. Her twin swords allowed for both offense and defense. Liu Ling’s battle with He Qin the previous day had filled Bing Ruolan with deep admiration for her.

"I’m no match for you, but I still want to exchange a few moves," Bing Ruolan said slowly, unable to accept defeat without a fight, even if her opponent was one of the top ten young experts.

Liu Ling pursed her lips, her fine eyebrows lifting gently, revealing a charming smile. "There’s no need to be modest. You perfectly integrate your movement technique and swordsmanship. In this, I am far inferior to you."

Bing Ruolan said, "Let’s begin."

SWOOSH!

The moment Bing Ruolan made her move, she went all out.

Executing the Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance, dozens of her figures instantly appeared on the dueling platform. Each figure, holding an azure sword, launched a wave of blue Sword Qi at Liu Ling.

"Your movement technique is quite formidable!"

A flash of surprise crossed Liu Ling’s beautiful eyes. She smiled, separating her hands. What was originally a single sword split into two, allowing her to counter from both left and right simultaneously.

DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!

As their swords clashed, sparks flew, accompanied by a series of crisp sounds.

All of Bing Ruolan’s attacks were blocked, and the force transmitted from the impact made her palms tingle with numbness.

As she circulated her Yuan Qi to disperse the residual force from her sword, Bing Ruolan couldn’t help but secretly admire He Qin for having been able to exchange hundreds of blows with Liu Ling without being defeated.

Taking a shallow breath, Bing Ruolan gazed at Liu Ling, her red lips parting slightly. "There are still nine rounds after this. How about we decide the winner with one move?"

Liu Ling nodded slightly. "Alright."

As her words fell, a resonant phoenix cry echoed across the dueling platform. Bing Ruolan executed the Fantom Phoenix Xuan Heavenly Dance. With each step, she left behind a figure on the stage.

After twenty-four steps, Bing Ruolan stopped.

The twenty-four figures, their faces flushed and foreheads beaded with fine sweat, clearly showed the considerable exertion.

"Infinite Stars!"

A clear voice suddenly rang out across the dueling platform. The twenty-four figures began to radiate a brilliant golden light, vast and majestic, as if a celestial river of stars had descended.

CHH CHH CHH CHH CHH CHH...

The brilliant golden light transformed into countless sword beams, imbued with immense sharpness, and shot towards Liu Ling from all directions.

That girl... she actually combined the ninth level of Star-piercing Swordsmanship with the Fantom Phoenix Xuan Heavenly Dance... Luo Feng raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.

The Star-piercing Swordsmanship and the Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance were both top-tier Profound Level martial arts. Combining them would unleash power even he couldn’t imagine.

Gasps of amazement rippled through the audience, clearly stunned by this exquisite swordsmanship.

Facing the vast sea of dazzling sword beams, Liu Ling’s alluring phoenix eyes narrowed in concentration.

"Swift Swallows in Spring!"

With a soft cry, her twin swords unleashed rays of cyan Sword Qi.

These beams transformed into cyan swallows, their wings spread, as they circled around Liu Ling.

Instantly, the golden sword beams collided with the Flying Swallow Sword Qi. Countless sword energies shattered, the sharp force tearing gashes into the dueling platform.

"Such fast swordsmanship! Liu Ling’s Flying Swallow Swordsmanship is renowned for its speed, yet Bing Ruolan isn’t falling behind at all!"

Watching the terrifying Sword Qi engulf the platform, the crowd’s exclamations grew louder with each wave.

Luo Feng didn’t quite agree. In terms of speed, Bing Ruolan’s Star-piercing Swordsmanship is far inferior to Liu Ling’s Flying Swallow Swordsmanship, he mused. It’s only by combining it with the Phantom Phoenix Sky Cloud Dance that she creates the illusion of such speed.

CLANG!

After they had exchanged hundreds of moves, Bing Ruolan gracefully retreated.

Her face flushed and panting, with fine beads of sweat on her delicate nose, Bing Ruolan was visibly drained from simultaneously executing two advanced techniques.

"The Flying Swallow Swordsmanship is truly formidable. I admit defeat." Bing Ruolan sheathed her azure sword and said to Liu Ling.

Liu Ling let out a light breath, merged her two swords into one, and said, "Your swordsmanship is very strong. I’m afraid that after some time, I will no longer be your opponent."

These words from Liu Ling were not mere pleasantries.

The earlier onslaught of golden Sword Qi had made her Qi and blood roil. If Bing Ruolan had been a Martial Artist at the second level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, Liu Ling feared she would have already lost.

Bing Ruolan said no more and turned to leave the dueling platform.

"Ruolan, this is a Return to Mysterious Spirit Clearing Pill. Take it quickly," Luo Feng said, offering Bing Ruolan a Spirit Pill.

The Return to Mysterious Spirit Clearing Pill was a grade-three Spirit Pill that could quickly restore a Martial Artist’s depleted Yuan Qi.

"Thank you."

Bing Ruolan gratefully took the pill from Luo Feng, consumed it immediately, and began circulating her Yuan Qi to refine its medicinal energy.

The intense battle had consumed nearly seventy percent of her Yuan Qi.

Gazing at Bing Ruolan’s slightly exhausted face, Luo Feng shook his head and chuckled inwardly. He knew she must have realized that defeating Liu Ling was impossible, yet she still gave it her all.

Of course, this is the Bing Ruolan I know, Luo Feng mused. It was precisely this unyielding stubbornness that made her the leader of the Silver Moon Class back then.

He Qin stood nearby. Watching Luo Feng tend to Bing Ruolan, she silently took out a pill and swallowed it.

"The three participants from Flowing Cloud Region in this year’s finals are no ordinary individuals."

"Indeed. It was one thing for He Qin to comprehend Sword Intent, but this Bing Ruolan—it’s the first time I’ve heard her name, and she’s surprisingly formidable! Her swordsmanship seems on par with Liu Ling’s; she’s only slightly weaker in terms of cultivation."

"This year’s students are truly one more terrifying than the last!"

Although the duel had ended some time ago, the spectators were still immersed in the thrill of the exciting match, discussing it in low voices.

After an incense stick’s worth of time, the Martial Artist in green saw that all eleven finalists had recovered their spirits and vitality. He then loudly announced the start of the second round.

"First Dueling Platform: Liu Changfeng versus Han Xing."

"Second Dueling Platform: Luo Feng versus Wu Tong."

... 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

In the second round, Luo Feng was selected. His opponent was Wu Tong, ranked sixth among the top ten young experts, also known as the ’Overturning River Python’.

Hearing his name called, Wu Tong’s eyes flickered.

Yi Wuxue caught Wu Tong’s eye. "Wu Tong."

Wu Tong nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "Senior Brother, don’t worry. I know what to do."

His gaze shifted to Luo Feng, a cold smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. With a step that cracked the ground, he ascended the second dueling platform.

"Luo Feng, do you dare come up and face me!"

Standing on the dueling platform, Wu Tong looked down on Luo Feng, his wildly arrogant gaze tinged with a hint of mockery.

He worried Luo Feng might forfeit, so he tried to use taunts to leave Luo Feng no way to back down.

"Luo Feng, this man harbors ill intentions. You must be careful," He Qin warned, her gaze turning colder as she looked at Wu Tong.

Luo Feng nodded lightly and smiled. "I know. Don’t worry, no one here can threaten me."

With those words, Luo Feng’s figure flickered. Like a fallen leaf, he appeared weightlessly on the dueling platform.

Glancing at Wu Tong, Luo Feng said nonchalantly, "What’s there to fear?"