Martial Arts Overlord

On the main road from Panlong City to Dayang City, two fine horses galloped side-by-side.

A woman dressed in striking red attire sat upon the horse to the left.

The woman possessed delicate features, an impressive figure with a slender waist, black hair cascading like a waterfall, and skin that radiated a soft glow, as warm and smooth as jade. Her entire demeanor exuded a captivating allure that, once seen, was difficult to ignore.

These two were none other than Yang Wanyi and Steward Li, who had just departed from Panlong City.

Noticing Yang Wanyi frequently glancing back, Steward Li inquired, "Miss, why did you suddenly decide to visit such a remote place as Panlong City this time?"

Yang Wanyi withdrew her gaze, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly, her rosy lips slightly parting as she said, "Returning from Linglong Hall, one of the twelve Golden Palaces, I happened to pass by Panlong City. I heard about Han Yulong’s death in Black Moon Forest and found it suspicious, so I stayed to investigate. As I expected, it turned out to be a conspiracy orchestrated entirely by Han Yulong himself."

Steward Li, who was already aware of this matter, remarked with a sigh, "Han Yulong went to such painstaking lengths because he wanted Han Ji to ascend to the position of City Lord."

Yang Wanyi arched her delicate eyebrows, her beautiful eyes calm as she said, "The position of City Lord should go to the one who is capable. Han Ji is incompetent; he is simply unqualified to occupy the City Lord’s seat."

Steward Li nodded, then turned to Yang Wanyi with a smile. "So, that’s why Miss asked Elder Heng to expend his Yuan Qi to elevate the Guixu Pill to the fourth grade. This way, regardless of whether the Li Family or the Luo Family secures the position of foremost Family Head, Han Yulong’s conspiracy cannot succeed."

"No."

Yang Wanyi shook her head with a gentle smile and glanced back towards Panlong City again, her limpid eyes shimmering like water rippling in the wind.

"The moment I decided to offer the Guixu Pill as a prize for the hunting tournament, I was certain that the Luo Family would become the foremost family!"

Steward Li was taken aback and looked at Yang Wanyi with surprise. "Miss, why do you hold Luo Feng in such high regard?"

Luo Feng, having reached the mid-stage of the God Bravery Realm at only fifteen, possessed astonishing potential, which Steward Li also admired.

However, Yang Wanyi, as the daughter of Dayang City’s City Lord, was a talent rarely seen in a century. At sixteen, she had been admitted to the prestigious Linglong Hall. An exceptional beauty favored by the heavens! She must have seen countless geniuses and heroes.

Yet, Yang Wanyi had never shown such particular interest in anyone.

Previously, when Gu Linfeng, the son of the Flowing Cloud Region’s Leader, came to propose marriage, Yang Wanyi rejected him after a single glance.

Gu Linfeng was a renowned genius of the Purple Extreme Palace, rumored to be a strong contender for the next generation of Top Ten Young Dragons!

In terms of family background and cultivation, Luo Feng was far from being comparable to Gu Linfeng. Steward Li couldn’t understand why Yang Wanyi valued Luo Feng so uniquely.

Yang Wanyi’s eyes gleamed like stars. Her slender, jade-like hands held the reins, a captivating smile playing on her lips as she said, "Steward Li, some truly exceptional individuals show their extraordinary qualities from a young age, demonstrating remarkable prowess that sets them apart. Luo Feng may appear gentle and handsome, like a scholarly young master. However, his eyes hold an indescribable quality. It’s not the narrow-minded, conceited arrogance of someone like Gu Linfeng. Instead, it’s a confident pride, as if the entire world holds little importance in his eyes..."

Yang Wanyi’s gaze shifted, as if deep in thought. She glanced back once more and continued, "I trust my intuition; Luo Feng is definitely not simple. Perhaps we will meet again soon..."

「Panlong City.」

"Han Yulong wouldn’t dare!"

Han Yulong dismounted, knelt on the ground, and addressed Luotian with utmost respect, "I heard that the Li Family, in league with the Han Family and the Qiu Family, brazenly besieged the City Lord’s Mansion. Concerned for the City Lord’s safety, I brought my men to the rescue! The City Lord is heroic and formidable, and the Young City Lord is exceptionally promising. How could I possibly harbor any disloyalty? My Han Clan is willing to follow the City Lord forever!"

Luo Feng watched Han Yulong kneeling on the ground and thought, Having once been City Lord, Han Yulong certainly reacts quickly...

Han Ji, staring at Luo Feng, roared, "Father, what are you doing? Do you actually believe that brat’s nonsense? How could he possibly be a match for Han Tie and Qiu Bichi!"

Han Ji had eagerly awaited the day the Li Family and Luo Family would clash violently. He had imagined he would sweep the field today, eradicating both the Li and Luo Families, and then ascend to the City Lord’s throne without a care in the world!

Now, seeing his typically imperious father suddenly kneeling before Luo Feng, whom he utterly despised, Han Ji was so shocked he nearly tumbled from his horse.

Luo Feng shot Han Ji a cold glance and scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain. He couldn’t be bothered to argue. Idiot!

"Insolent cur! Silence!"

Han Yulong bellowed angrily, then commanded the Han Clan martial artists behind him, "All of you, dismount and apologize to the City Lord and the Young City Lord!"

These Han Clan martial artists, unlike Han Ji, understood the gravity of the situation. Upon hearing the command, they immediately dismounted and knelt.

"Greetings, City Lord! Greetings, Young City Lord!"

"You..."

Staring wide-eyed at his kinsmen kneeling on the ground, Han Ji was completely dumbfounded.

They had come to annihilate the Luo Family!

Han Yulong yanked the stunned Han Ji from his horse, forcing him to kneel. He then addressed Luo Feng, "Young City Lord, my son is young and lacks understanding. Please do not hold it against him."

Luo Feng glanced at the kneeling Han Ji. Recalling Han Ji’s past mockery, he felt a wave of disinterest and casually picked at his ear. "Rest assured, I won’t stoop to his level."

Nearby, Luotian watched the kneeling members of the Han Clan, a sharp glint in his eyes.

Luotian had initially considered that if Han Yulong were to make a move, he would seize the opportunity to exterminate the Han Clan. However, seeing Han Yulong act so sensibly, Luotian felt it inappropriate to press the matter further and was momentarily unsure how to deal with them.

Luo Feng, sensing his father’s thoughts, rode his horse closer to Han Yulong and said calmly, "Han Yulong, there is only one City Lord in Panlong City. I hope you remember what happened today and do not follow in the Li Family’s footsteps!"

Hearing these words, which were both a warning and a threat, Han Yulong’s heart skipped a beat. He quickly bowed his head. "I will heed the Young City Lord’s admonition and dare not forget!"

"That’s for the best. We’re heading to the Li Family’s estate! Giddyup!"

The thirty-two riders kicked up dust and rode away.

"PHEW..."

Only when the sound of hoofbeats faded completely did Han Yulong’s expression ease, his palms already slick with cold sweat.

"Father, what was that all about? Why did you bow to that brat Luo Feng?"

Han Ji struggled to his feet, his face dark as he looked at the Han Clan members still kneeling. "They only have thirty men! We have a full one hundred and fifty, all of them our clan’s elites! Are we actually afraid of them?"

Han Yulong looked at Han Ji, a flash of disappointment in his eyes. He even felt a trace of relief that his plan hadn’t succeeded. Standing up, he waved his hand dismissively, his interest clearly waning. "Everyone, get up."

Turning back to Han Ji, Han Yulong patted his shoulder and sighed softly, "Ji’er, if I had made a move just now, we would likely all be corpses by now."

Han Ji was unconvinced. "Father, that Luotian has just entered the Ninth Stage of the Heavenly Court Realm; his cultivation level definitely isn’t stable yet! Your cultivation has reached the peak of the Eighth Stage of the Hell Realm. You can at least hold him back! Once we deal with Luo Feng and the others..."

SLAP!

Han Yulong struck Han Ji across the face, his voice cold. "Kill Luo Feng and his men? With what? Never mind the Flying Tiger Crossbow, which can pierce gold and shatter stone! Just consider Luo Feng himself. The Evil Qi emanating from him is so intense; who knows how many people died by his blade just now! Our Han Clan’s hundred-plus elites might not even be a match for him alone!"

"That... That Luo Feng is that strong?"

Clutching his reddened, swollen cheek, Han Ji stared at his father in disbelief.

He simply couldn’t believe that the good-for-nothing he had mercilessly ridiculed years ago could now inspire such terror in his own father.

"Hmph! Even a hundred of you combined wouldn’t be his match!"

Han Yulong snorted coldly, then let out a long sigh. "Enough. Let’s go back. Luotian has now entered the Ninth Stage of the Heavenly Court Realm, and the family also has a genius disciple like Luo Feng. We’ve lost utterly."

Han Yulong turned and walked away, his figure looking desolate, leaving Han Ji standing rooted to the spot, unable to process what had happened for a long time.

At this moment, Luo Feng and his men had arrived at the Li Family Mansion.

As one of the four great families in Panlong City, the Li Family Mansion was enormous. Its high walls were imposing, and its massive vermillion gate stood nearly five meters tall. The gate was adorned with gleaming bronze beast-head decorations and flanked by two purplish-red jade lions, each as tall as two men, their eyes wide and glaring, exuding an imposing aura!

Hearing the hoofbeats, Li Tianyang, who was at home recovering from injuries, assumed it was Li Yantian and his men returning victorious. He hurriedly opened the gate to look, but one glance was enough to drain all color from his face. He shrieked, "It’s the Luo Family! Quick, close the gate! Archers, stop them from approaching!"

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Heads popped up along the top of the Li Family’s high walls, and arrows rained down like locusts, preventing Luo Feng and his men from nearing the gate.

"Charge in!" a few Luo Family guards roared.

Luo Feng raised a hand, stopping them. "Let me!"

WHOOSH!

Executing the Teng Dragon’s Step, Luo Feng blurred forward, reaching the gate in an instant. The dense barrage of arrows failed to even touch the hem of his clothes.

Facing the massive vermillion gate, Luo Feng took a deep breath. "HAAH!" He roared, then threw a punch.

BOOM!

The solid wooden gate, over half a foot thick, was instantly blasted apart by his punch. Several Li Family guards hidden behind the gate were sent flying, spitting blood amidst the splintered wood.

Li Tianyang and the others were stunned into silence by Luo Feng’s irresistible, overwhelming power.

Having demolished the Li Family’s main gate with a single punch, Luo Feng strode in. His eyes, sharp as swords, swept around the courtyard, finally landing on the deathly pale Li Tianyang. He sneered.

"Li Tianyang, we meet again..."

"Luo Feng! Why are you here? Where are my father and my elder brother?" Li Tianyang stammered, his voice trembling as he looked at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a faint smile on his face. "My being here... don’t you understand yet? Your brother and father are never coming back. Don’t worry, you’ll be joining them soon enough."

"Father is dead? How can this be!" His gaze fell on Luotian standing nearby, and Li Tianyang knew Luo Feng spoke the truth. He stumbled back three steps, his face ashen.

Seeing Luo Feng advance step by step, Li Tianyang’s pupils constricted. He cried out fiercely, "Luo Feng! Don’t you dare be so smug! My father was the ’Beheading Blade’ Lu Hai Shan’s direct disciple. You killed my father; my Martial Ancestor Lu Hai Shan will never forgive you!"

"Is that so?"

Luo Feng’s eyebrows twitched. SWISH! With an airborne slash, he cut down Li Tianyang, who was still bellowing defiantly. Luo Feng then waved his hand and coldly ordered, "Spare the servants and maids. As for the members of the Li Clan, leave no one alive!"

"Yes, sir! KILL!"

The thirty Luo Family guards, who had been eagerly awaiting this command, let out a furious roar and charged into the Li Family Mansion on horseback!