Martial Arts Overlord

Steward Li’s icy voice, seemingly carrying an eerie magic, made each word strike like a hammer upon the hearts of those listening. Even Li Tianyao, whose cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Sixth Fold of the God Bravery Realm, turned slightly pale.

Actually, a reminder from Steward Li was not needed; no one dared to play tricks in the Hunting Tournament.

Steward Li represented the Dayang City Lord Mansion. Under the jurisdiction of Dayang City, there were hundreds of powers like Panlong City, a testament to the immense authority he wielded.

There was once a family that had secretly sent their ace into the hunting grounds to aid their young disciples in the competition.

The result? Not only did that ace perish, but not a single contestant from that family survived.

From then on, that family fell into decline.

Luo Feng understood that there were only two ways to obtain Demon Beast materials: first, hunt the Demon Beasts himself; second, seize them from other competing teams!

"There’s an hour left. Prepare yourselves well. In an hour, we depart for the Black Cloud Mountain Range!"

Steward Li waved his hand, his emotionless voice once again echoing across the training grounds. He then bent his knees and sat cross-legged in mid-air.

"Xiao Er, Feng Er, prepare yourselves well. I’ll be waiting here for your triumphant return!" Luotian said, smiling as he patted Luo Feng and Luo Xiao’s shoulders.

Luo Feng nodded. Just as he was about to rejoin his team with Luo Xiao, a mighty aura suddenly swept over them. It felt like a tidal wave aiming to shatter everything, targeting Luo Feng and Luo Xiao.

"Hm?" Luo Feng’s gaze sharpened. He felt as if he had been struck hard in the chest, an enormous discomfort washing over him. Beside him, Luo Xiao turned pale, swaying on the verge of collapse.

"Big Brother!" Luo Feng cried, letting out a stifled breath as he quickly reached out to support Luo Xiao.

"I’m okay." Shaking his head, Luo Xiao stood upright, his gloomy gaze fixed behind him.

At that moment, Luotian had already positioned himself in front of Luo Feng and Luo Xiao, and Luo Feng felt the pressure on his body significantly lessen.

"Li Yantian, as a Family Head of one of the Four Great Families, assaulting the younger generation is truly unbecoming of your status!" Luotian declared, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze as frosty as needle points as he stared at the man emerging from the crowd.

The crowd parted to make way for a burly, middle-aged man with a fiery countenance striding towards them. Dressed in a flame-cloud brocade robe, his feral eyes flashed with a menacing glint. He emanated an aura as sharp as an unsheathed blade, daring anyone to look him in the eye. This was none other than Li Yantian, the current Family Head of the Li Family in Panlong City!

Following Li Yantian were three people. To his left were the brothers Li Tianyang and Li Tianyao. To his right, a long-faced man regarded Luo Feng with cold eyes—it was Zheng Hongzhi, the one Luo Feng had expelled from the Luo Family.

"Hahaha... Luotian, you’re making such a fuss over nothing. I was just joking with them. I didn’t realize they were so frail. It seems you’ve spoiled them rotten," Li Yantian said, walking directly towards Luotian and laughing without restraint.

When his gaze swept over Luo Feng, a flicker of astonishment crossed his eyes.

Li Yantian’s cultivation was on par with Luotian’s; both were formidable Martial Artists at the mid-stage of the Eighth Fold of the Hell Realm. He had purposely gathered his imposing aura earlier to humiliate Luo Feng and Luo Xiao in public.

However, things had deviated somewhat from his expectations.

For some reason, Luo Feng, who appeared to be only at the later stage of the Fifth Fold of the Iron Bone Realm, seemed unaffected by his aura.

This boy is somewhat strange, Li Yantian mused, though he didn’t pay him much mind.

Although he didn’t know why Luo Feng had been unaffected by his aura, a mere Martial Artist at the Fifth Fold of the Iron Bone Realm was not enough to pique his interest.

Seeing Li Yantian, the people around all swiftly gave him a wide berth, their eyes filled with deep apprehension. In his early years, Li Yantian had studied under the infamous outlaw ’Beheading Blade’ Lu Hai Shan. Known for his ruthless methods and domineering behavior, no one in Panlong City dared to offend him, aside from the other Four Great Families.

Luo Feng stared coldly at Li Yantian, murderous intent swirling in his eyes.

If not for his strong Soul Power just then, he and Luo Xiao would have been publicly humiliated!

"Big Brother, what do you think is the toughest thing in this world?" Luo Feng pondered for a moment, then turned to Luo Xiao with a faint smile.

Startled by the sudden question, Luo Xiao involuntarily asked, "What is it?"

Luo Feng glanced at Li Yantian and stated casually, "Of course, it’s some people’s thick skin. Some people lie blatantly in broad daylight, their skin thicker than city walls. I reckon even a Spiritual Artifact couldn’t scratch their faces."

"So that’s how it is. I’m truly ignorant," Luo Xiao said, understanding the sarcasm. He suppressed a laugh and nodded vigorously.

Nearby, Yang Wanyi couldn’t help but cover her mouth and giggle, her beautiful eyes filled with even more curiosity as she observed Luo Feng.

Li Yantian was a powerhouse at the Eighth Fold of the Hell Realm; most youths would be tongue-tied in his presence. Yet, Luo Feng calmly conversed with him, a rare sight indeed.

"Impudent whelp! How dare you insult me!" Li Yantian, as the Li Family Head, was respected wherever he went. Being ridiculed in public by a junior infuriated him. He formed his hand into a blade, and with a slash, a visible stream of Qi Force erupted from his palm, tearing through the air as it shot towards Luo Feng at incredible speed.

Is this the strength of the Eighth Fold of the Hell Realm? Luo Feng’s gaze sharpened.

A Martial Artist at the Eighth Fold of the Hell Realm could already manifest Qi Force to harm enemies. This seemingly casual strike from Li Yantian, with its hidden, sharp aura, actually made Luo Feng’s scalp tingle.

"Stop!"

A clear shout rang out. To Luo Feng’s surprise, it wasn’t Luotian who acted first, but Yang Wanyi beside him!

Yang Wanyi raised her delicate hand as gracefully as a fairy picking a flower. Her slender, fair fingers lightly flicked, sending a spiral of Qi Force that accurately struck the Qi Blade launched by Li Yantian!

CRACKLE...

The two forces collided, and a fierce gust of wind erupted, forcing those nearby to shield their eyes.

A gust of fragrance wafted over, and Yang Wanyi was already standing before Luo Feng, her beautiful eyes calmly regarding Li Yantian.

"Family Head Li, since my Dayang City Lord Mansion is responsible for supervising this Hunting Tournament, and Luo Feng is a participant, injuring him here would be rather inappropriate, wouldn’t it?" Yang Wanyi stated. She remained expressionless, but her gentle, melodious voice was filled with an undeniable authority.

Li Yantian was slightly taken aback, his face immediately darkening. He hadn’t expected Yang Wanyi to be present.

As domineering as he was, he hadn’t yet reached the point of complete arrogance. Yang Wanyi was the daughter of the City Lord of Dayang City, someone he dared not offend. He hurriedly forced a smile and said, "So it’s City Lord Yang’s esteemed daughter! How could I dare to injure anyone on the training grounds? I was merely joking with Family Head Luotian."

This man’s audacity is truly thicker than a city wall! Yang Wanyi thought, looking at Li Yantian’s overly eager, smiling old face. She felt an intense disgust. Luo Feng’s earlier words suddenly echoed in her mind, and a slight smile touched her rosy lips.

"In that case, you should withdraw. The Hunting Tournament is about to begin," Yang Wanyi said, waving her hand nonchalantly.

Li Yantian had originally intended to undermine the Luo Family and assert his dominance. Instead, none of his plans had succeeded, and he had been publicly humiliated by Luo Feng. He was seething with anger, yet dared not disobey Yang Wanyi. He could only give Luo Feng and his brother a cold glare before turning and striding away.

Li Tianyang followed for a few steps, then suddenly turned. He looked at Luo Feng and drew a hand across his own neck, a savage grin on his face, before finally departing.

Childish! Luo Feng thought, raising his eyebrows and ignoring Li Tianyang’s threat.

At that moment, a voice as pleasant as a spring breeze and gentle rain sounded beside him. Yang Wanyi looked at Luo Feng with her slender, captivating eyes and smiled, "Luo Feng, I just saved you. Remember, you owe me a favor."

"I didn’t ask you to save me," Luo Feng pursed his lips.

Even if Yang Wanyi hadn’t intervened, with his fourth-layer mastery of the Teng Dragon’s Step Qinggong, he was confident he could easily have avoided that Qi Force.

However, despite his words, Luo Feng still felt a measure of gratitude towards Yang Wanyi for her intervention.

Yang Wanyi didn’t mind Luo Feng’s attitude; in fact, her interest in him only grew. Ordinary youths in her presence were usually timid and tongue-tied, unable to even speak clearly. Luo Feng, who could converse with her so calmly, was truly the first she had met.

"Alright, time is up! All participating teams, head to the Black Cloud Mountain Range at once!"

Just then, Steward Li, still hovering in mid-air above the training grounds, suddenly rose to his feet, waved his sleeve, and announced loudly.

Luotian looked up at the sky; it was already noon. He patted Luo Feng and Luo Xiao’s shoulders and said with a gentle smile, "Alright, the Hunting Tournament has begun. Do your best! I will wait for your return here."

Luo Feng and Luo Xiao nodded and walked towards the Luo Family’s team.

"Second Brother, I owe you for that. Otherwise, I would have disgraced our family," Luo Xiao said, walking beside Luo Feng. He recalled nearly falling to the ground earlier, a lingering fear on his face.

Luo Feng smiled and shook his head.

"But seriously, even I couldn’t withstand that old bastard Li Yantian’s aura assault, yet you were completely unaffected. You truly are remarkable," Luo Xiao said, remembering what had happened and looking at Luo Feng with admiration.

Luo Feng smiled faintly. "It’s nothing much. As long as you master a few tricks, you can negate most of the impact."

"Oh? What tricks?" Luo Xiao asked, his interest piqued.

Luo Feng grinned. "Just imagine him as a pig. No matter how menacing a pig’s aura might seem, it’s still just a pig."

A pig... Luo Xiao mused, stunned. He glanced towards the Li Family’s team, then clapped his hands and laughed heartily. "Excellent, excellent! Second Brother, you truly are a genius!"

Seeing Luo Xiao take him so seriously, Luo Feng felt a little sheepish.

A total of thirty-four families from Panlong City were participating in this Hunting Tournament. Once all the teams were assembled, Steward Li, his hands behind his back, announced:

"You must return here by noon tomorrow and hand over the Demon Beast materials you’ve hunted for my inspection. Exceeding the time limit will be considered a forfeiture. Now, set off!"

With that command, Steward Li was the first to head towards the Black Cloud Mountain Range.

He stepped into the void, each step covering a hundred meters. His movements appeared slow, but in reality, they were incredibly fast. After a few flickers, he vanished from sight.

RUMBLE...

As soon as Steward Li disappeared, the thirty-four teams on the training grounds surged out like a torrent, rushing towards the Black Cloud Mountain Range.

"Let’s move out too! We need to reach the Black Cloud Mountain Range before the other teams!"

Gaining an early advantage was crucial in the Hunting Tournament. Luo Xiao waved his hand, and the Luo Family team also became part of the torrent, charging out of the training grounds...