Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 634 - 632: Three Consecutive Wins, Three Consecutive Losses!

Chapter 634: Chapter 632: Three Consecutive Wins, Three Consecutive Losses!

"Bing Ruolan lost to Liu Ling and her ’Heart Locking Double Swords,’ so she was unlikely to be a match for Wu Tong."

"I don’t think she can win either. Purple Sun School only has Luo Feng. It’s impossible for both of them to beat Wu Tong, who is ranked sixth among the top ten young martial artists. Otherwise, that would be too terrifying."

As they watched the two martial artists face off on the second ring, the crowd buzzed with discussion.

Because the previous match between Luo Feng and Wu Tong had been so thrilling, many people’s attention was now focused on Bing Ruolan and Wu Tong.

On the ring, Bing Ruolan frowned slightly as she listened to the audience’s speculation.

Facing ’Overturning River Python’ Wu Tong, she was quite nervous. His leg techniques were swift, accurate, and vicious, making it difficult for her to utilize her Qinggong effectively. Against him, victory seemed nearly impossible.

However, before she stepped onto the ring, Luo Feng had told Bing Ruolan to just go all out on the attack, assuring her she would definitely win.

Is it that easy?

Bing Ruolan fixed her gaze on Wu Tong.

After consuming some medicinal pills, Wu Tong regained some of his color. He sneered at Bing Ruolan, "I watched your battle with Liu Ling. You should just admit defeat now. The gap in our abilities is too great..."

BOOM!

As he spoke, a cyan light burst from Wu Tong. A powerful vortex of energy swirled around him, his momentum soaring skyward.

Seeing this display, Luo Feng shook his head and chuckled coldly. Such a show of force might work on others, but it was utterly useless against Bing Ruolan.

Sure enough, upon hearing Wu Tong’s words, Bing Ruolan’s gaze remained calm and sharp, her right hand hovering over her sword hilt, "We’ll see."

"Ninth Layer of Star-piercing Swordsmanship: Stars Abound in the Sea!"

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH...

With a flick of her sword, brilliant golden light transformed into sharp golden Sword Qi, roaring towards Wu Tong.

BOOM!

Wu Tong kicked, shattering one of the sword beams, and retreated explosively as his face turned an unnatural shade of red. Yet, the second sword beam was already hot on its heels.

Escape!

A chill ran down Wu Tong’s spine. He dashed to the side, waving his hand and shouting, "Wait!"

Bing Ruolan paused.

Wu Tong shot Luo Feng a venomous glance, then turned to the steward overseeing the assessment and said, "I concede!"

With that, he walked down from the ring, his face dark.

His meridians had been injured by Luo Feng, and he could now only use less than thirty percent of his power. It wasn’t just Bing Ruolan; any Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist could easily defeat him.

His earlier bluster was merely an attempt to intimidate Bing Ruolan into conceding so he could earn points. However, she hadn’t fallen for it.

"What’s wrong with Wu Tong? Why did he concede again?"

"Wu Tong could barely block Bing Ruolan’s sword strike just then. If I’m not mistaken, he must have been severely injured in his match against Luo Feng."

"Doesn’t that put Wu Tong in danger? So far, only he and Shi Zhong have zero points. If he can’t win a match, he might be eliminated from the Martial Champion Rankings..."

Wu Tong’s concession once again took many people by surprise.

Ye Siyi, ever calm and graceful, glanced at Luo Feng, her red lips curling into an alluring smile. "To injure Wu Tong so severely, and so discreetly... this must be the ’Inner Explosion of Flame Power’ from a Great Accomplishment stage Eight Wildernesses Dominating Flame Fist, right?"

Beside her, Ye Xiaoshuang blinked her large, bright eyes. "Sister, is the Inner Explosion of Flame Power really that powerful?"

"Even I would likely be injured if I weren’t careful," Ye Siyi replied slowly.

Someone who can hurt Sister!

Ye Xiaoshuang’s delicate face paled slightly. She was well aware of Ye Siyi’s strength; she had once seen her defeat a late-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm Tier Two martial artist in just three moves.

The third round of the assessment soon ended. Amidst everyone’s anticipation, the fourth round began.

"Third ring, Luo Feng versus Liu Ling."

The announcement from the Sky Mountain steward caused a ripple of excitement across Sky Language Plaza.

Luo Feng had gained considerable renown after defeating Wu Tong, a Spiritual Rotation Realm Tier Two martial artist ranked sixth among the top ten young experts. Everyone was eager to see just what the limits of Luo Feng’s strength truly were.

Under the crowd’s watchful eyes, Luo Feng stepped onto the third ring.

At the same time, the charming Liu Ling gracefully landed on the ring.

Her phoenix eyes fixed on Luo Feng, Liu Ling chuckled. "The experts from Flowing Cloud Region this year are truly one more formidable than the last. Your strength is impressive, but I still wish to challenge you. I hope you’ll be merciful."

Liu Ling’s words caused a stir among the crowd. Her speech was tantamount to acknowledging Luo Feng’s strength, even implying she believed he could win. It was exceptionally rare for one of the top ten young experts to speak so humbly.

However, Luo Feng’s response left many dumbfounded. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"I will." Luo Feng nodded calmly.

"Alright, let’s begin." Liu Ling nodded slightly, and in a flash, she was before Luo Feng.

"Dual Swallows Taking Flight!"

Yuan Qi erupted around her. The sword in Liu Ling’s hand split into two. One sword circled through the air, striking at Luo Feng’s left shoulder with the force of a thunderbolt, while the other, pulsing with green light, aimed straight for his right abdomen.

Luo Feng remained composed. Clenching his right fist, he punched to his left. The ensuing clash of his fist and the Sword Qi produced a thunderous sound.

Using the recoil, Luo Feng spun half a circle, evading the longsword striking from his right, and launched a direct punch at Liu Ling.

Surprise flickered in Liu Ling’s beautiful eyes. She swiftly retreated, as elegant as a colorful butterfly flitting among flowers.

"Spring Swallow Returns to Nest!"

As Liu Ling retreated, intense Yuan Qi fluctuations rippled around her. Her twin swords thrust out in unison, transforming into an incredibly condensed stream of green Sword Qi that shot towards Luo Feng.

The Sword Qi was exceptionally sharp, tearing through the air with a hiss.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Luo Feng’s eyebrows rose in admiration. Facing the incoming Sword Qi, he neither retreated nor dodged, instead throwing another punch.

"Tyrant Flame Return Wind!"

BOOM!

A massive fiery vortex materialized, enveloping the green Sword Qi. Then, with a POP, the Sword Qi shattered and dissipated like smoke. The crimson fist energy transformed into a red line, streaking through the void.

"Spring Swallows Flying Together!"

Liu Ling dared not be careless. Her dual swords danced, unleashing an icy sword light like a June blizzard, repeatedly striking the crimson whirlwind.

After a dozen sword strikes, the fist energy began to fluctuate and then shattered with a BOOM.

CRACK!

She landed a dozen meters away. Liu Ling looked down; her sword-wielding hands were trembling slightly. The fist energy was even fiercer and more domineering than it appeared.

CLANG!

Shock flashed through her eyes before she quickly suppressed it. Liu Ling sheathed her swords, conceding, "You are indeed formidable. I lose."

Luo Feng rubbed his nose. "You haven’t lost yet, have you?"

Liu Ling’s swordsmanship was not weak. Although he had temporarily gained the upper hand, they were far from deciding the victor.

"However, I believe that even if we continue, I have no chance of winning. Isn’t that so?"

Covering her red lips with a delicate hand, Liu Ling giggled. Her exquisite figure swayed like a flower in the breeze, and combined with her captivating phoenix eyes, she exuded an irresistible charm that made one’s blood race.

Luo Feng smiled faintly, noncommittal.

Suddenly, Liu Ling glanced down from the ring and said, "Besides, I have another opponent I must face with all my strength."

Following Liu Ling’s gaze, understanding dawned in Luo Feng’s eyes. He Qin!

Liu Ling conceded. Luo Feng won again, bringing his point total to six.

This duel left many in disbelief. No one had expected Liu Ling, ranked fifth among the top ten young experts, to admit defeat after only a few exchanges.

"Luo Feng has won three consecutive matches! He’ll definitely make it into the top five of the Martial Champion Rankings."

"Yes. In the previous round, Liu Changfeng lost to Ye Siyi. The only ones still undefeated are Ye Siyi, Yi Wuxue, Xie Xuantong, and Luo Feng."

"Purple Sun School has truly produced an extraordinary genius this time. I wonder how long he can maintain this winning streak..."

"That depends on when he encounters top experts like Ye Siyi and Xie Xuantong."

"He seriously injured Wu Tong. Yi Wuxue, Xie Xuantong, and the others probably won’t let him off easily."

After Luo Feng won and left the ring, a fresh wave of discussion erupted among the spectators.

Zi Hongyuan, however, was ecstatic.

It had been nearly a decade since anyone from Purple Sun School had made it onto the Martial Champion Rankings, let alone into the top five.

As for Luo Feng aiming for first place in the Martial Champion Rankings, Zi Hongyuan wasn’t overly concerned. Each of the top four among the ten young experts was no ordinary talent and possessed the ability to challenge those of higher cultivation. Advancing even one step further was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Luo Feng paid no heed to others’ opinions. After stepping down from the ring, he replayed the match with Liu Ling in his mind.

In this round, He Qin and Bing Ruolan had faced Ye Siyi and Xie Xuantong, respectively. The disparity in strength was too great, so both had no choice but to concede.

When Luo Feng stepped off the ring, both He Qin and Bing Ruolan wanted to congratulate him on his third consecutive victory. But seeing him frowning in deep thought, they held their tongues, though immense curiosity welled in their hearts as to what he was pondering so intently.

In the fourth round, Wu Tong was matched against Han Xing.

With just one arrow, Wu Tong’s Protective Gang Qi was nearly shattered. He had no choice but to concede again, thus earning the distinction of the first three-match losing streak.

The matches on the other rings also concluded one after another.

「Round Five.」

"First ring, Luo Feng versus Bing Ruolan."

Bing Ruolan glanced at Luo Feng, bit her red lip, and said, "I concede."

Although she was very eager to face Luo Feng on the ring, she understood that their current strengths were not on the same level.

"Second ring, Ye Siyi versus Wu Tong."

"I concede..." Wu Tong’s voice sounded weak.

"Third ring, He Qin versus Liu Ling."

The Sky Mountain steward’s voice had barely fallen when a deafening cheer erupted from the stands.

He Qin and Liu Ling had exchanged eight hundred moves the previous day without a victor emerging. That heart-stopping battle was still fresh in everyone’s memory. Furthermore, both were rare beauties and had garnered a significant following among the students of the four great academies.

Leaders of other factions and prominent figures of the martial world were also eager to see whose swordsmanship was superior.

Liu Ling glanced at He Qin, a faint smile playing on her lips, then gracefully leaped onto the ring. "He Qin, our battle yesterday was inconclusive. Today, we must determine a winner."

A chill emanated from He Qin’s clear eyes, her entire being transforming into what seemed like a sword—one with a bright, frosty, and intimidating edge.

Just as He Qin nodded, expressionless, and was about to step onto the ring, Luo Feng suddenly approached her.

"He Qin, I have something to say to you..."

Luo Feng walked over to He Qin, smiled faintly, then leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.