Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 436 - 434: Battle with Duanmu Lei

Chapter 436: Chapter 434: Battle with Duanmu Lei
The gale raged within the tavern, invisible blade aura, like a tempest, looming over Luo Feng.
Luo Feng had already released his Soul Power. Every change in his surroundings was vividly reflected in his mind. He pushed the Teng Dragon’s Step to its limits, his figure dashing through the surging blade aura.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
The sharp sounds of tearing wind echoed ceaselessly. The space surrounding Luo Feng—the tables, chairs, and walls—were all riddled with countless holes by the blade glow, leaving no intact spot.
L Luo Feng’s eyes were sharp. He dashed through the dense blade light, unscathed.
"He is formidable!"
Everyone in the tavern, including Duanmu Lei’s four subordinates, were stunned and speechless at the scene before them.
Duanmu Lei’s attack was invisible and shadowless, and the intervals between each blade light’s appearance were minimal, almost negligible. Anyone ordinary facing such an attack would have found themselves in a mess, dismembered by the furious blade light.
What everyone could not imagine was how this young man could remain unscathed in such an attack.
What kind of Light Martial Arts did this kid cultivate? How is he so fast?
Duanmu Lei was greatly surprised. Implementing his Chasing Wind Shadowless technique, he had thought he would undoubtedly win. But he never expected to not even touch the corner of his opponent’s clothes.
I refuse to believe that your speed can exceed my Shadowless Splitting Slash!
Duanmu Lei’s face went gloomy. He stared at Luo Feng, his imposing aura growing stronger. His invisible blade aura appeared to become a net of blades, sealing all the space in front of him.
Luo Feng released his Soul Power and was always able to dodge the blade glow in advance. He narrowly advanced to a spot five steps away from Duanmu Lei.
"Break for me!" Luo Feng shouted coldly. A dazzling red light bloomed on his right fist as he threw a punch straight at Duanmu Lei.
"What a powerful fist technique!"
Long before the punch neared, all the hairs on Duanmu Lei’s body stood on end. His expression changed, and a few blade lights unexpectedly appeared before him, blocking the incoming fist.
BOOM!
An intense flame erupted, causing the whole tavern to tremble slightly. A breaking sound echoed as the blade lights immediately shattered.
"You wishfully think you can break my Shadowless Splitting Slash! Dream on! Shadowless Kill!" Duanmu Lei’s face was gloomy, his eyes flashed as he shouted, a cold light bursting from them.
SWOOSH!
Without warning, a massive blade light, several tens of feet long, split the air behind Luo Feng, slashing down with lightning speed. In a flash, it was behind Luo Feng.
SWOOSH!
The blade light flashed. A giant crack appeared on the tavern floor. Half of the tavern floor collapsed, leaving a gash several meters deep on the ground floor.
"Hahahaha... How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me, Duanmu Lei? You’re courting death! No matter how fast you are, you can’t withstand my Shadowless Splitting Slash!" Duanmu Lei looked at the giant gash on the ground, laughing triumphantly, his earlier frustration instantly swept away.
The martial artists nearby looked at the mess around them, gazing at each other in dismay. That last blade aura had sent a bone-piercing chill through them.
"It seems you’re celebrating too early."
Before Duanmu Lei’s laughter died down, a calm voice suddenly rang out from the side.
The expression on Duanmu Lei’s face froze; he turned his head to look. Luo Feng, somehow, was already standing ten steps away. That blade had not hurt him at all.
"How did you..."
Before Duanmu Lei could finish his astonished words, a figure suddenly magnified in his pupils.
Luo Feng took a step, appearing before Duanmu Lei, and threw a punch.
BANG!
Caught off guard, Duanmu Lei was forced to take the blow. His figure retreated continuously, and he spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
"You’re seeking death!" Duanmu Lei’s eyes turned bloodshot. He roared, swinging his palm toward Luo Feng.
Luo Feng stood still, his eyes surprisingly calm, then suddenly stomped his foot on the ground.
The surrounding air seemed to boil as a wave of transparent ripples, visible to the naked eye, radiated in all directions.
BOOM!
The ripple reached five meters in front of Duanmu Lei and suddenly exploded, leaving a large hole in the floor.
"What’s going on?" The martial artists nearby were surprised, not knowing what had just happened. Why hadn’t Duanmu Lei’s attack appeared? Instead, a large hole had been blasted open in the ground.
Luo Feng’s eyes were calm. Looking at Duanmu Lei, he said, "If I’m not mistaken, your Shadowless Splitting Slash involves hiding your Yuan Qi underground to launch a surprise attack. As long as this connection is destroyed, the attack naturally ceases to exist. Am I right?"
"So that’s how it is."
"No wonder Duanmu Lei’s blade light appears from the back even though he attacks from the front."
"Strange, it seems this person is also seeing Duanmu Lei perform the Shadowless Splitting Slash for the first time. How does he know the weakness of this martial art?"
The martial artists nearby showed amazement on their faces, gasping in awe.
Duanmu Lei’s face stiffened. The Shadowless Splitting Slash was formidable precisely because its attacks were unexpected. He never imagined its secret would be revealed in public by his opponent.
"Kid, you won’t leave here alive today. Do you actually think that my Shadowless Splitting Slash is my only ultimate move?" Duanmu Lei sneered coldly and slowly clenched his right hand. His knuckles creaked as if they were not flesh and bone, but fine steel.
"Gold-splitting Fist!"
BOOM!
As he threw the punch, the air in front of Duanmu Lei violently shook. It compressed into a transparent membrane, fiercely pressing down on Luo Feng.
Luo Feng stood still, unflinching. Duanmu Lei’s Gold-splitting Fist was a fierce fighting technique, but compared to the Eight Wildernesses Dominating Flame Fist, it was nothing special.
"Tyrant Flame Return Wind!"
As the fist energy drew near, Luo Feng took a step, and his right fist erupted with dazzling red light. It whistled out with bursts of sonic booms.
RUMBLE...
The sound of a thunderclap echoed. Everyone’s vision was filled with a stunning red color. The entire tavern seethed with energy; crackling and snapping sounds echoed all around as walls cracked open and tables split and shattered.
"AH!"
In the commotion, a scream was heard. A figure spat blood and was sent flying, smashing several tables and chairs in succession.
When everything returned to calm, people finally saw the scene around them. Their eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief.
The figure spitting blood and sent flying was none other than Duanmu Lei. At this moment, his vibrant clothes were completely torn. He lay sprawled on the ground, fresh blood continuously flowing from his arm and the corner of his mouth; he looked pitiful and desolate.
"Duanmu Lei actually lost."
"This man is also at the late stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm! Moreover, his dominating and ferocious fist technique is at least a low-grade Profound Level Martial Art!"
"Judging by his age, he’s probably not yet eighteen. He’s truly a genius."
"I wonder who he is. Does our Flowing Cloud Region have such remarkable individuals?"
Seeing Duanmu Lei on the ground looking extremely miserable, an uproar went through the crowd. Everyone was stunned by this unexpected outcome.
"Young Master!"
The four martial artists in blue were shocked and rushed to Duanmu Lei’s side, not daring to look at Luo Feng.
The four martial artists in blue helped Duanmu Lei up from the ground.
Wiping the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, Duanmu Lei looked at Luo Feng, his face as dark as water, grinning fiercely, "Kid, you’re good! But just you wait, today’s matter is far from over."
Duanmu Lei was not too severely injured, but the humiliation in his heart almost drove him crazy. He wished he could tear Luo Feng apart right then and there.
"Get lost!" Luo Feng glanced at them, his icy voice making their hearts jump.
Only one day remained until Duanmu Xiao’s fortieth birthday. Luo Feng didn’t want to cause an irreversible incident today, which was why he had intentionally shown mercy. Otherwise, Duanmu Lei would not still be alive.
"Young Master, let’s go."
Fearing Duanmu Lei might say something harsh and further infuriate Luo Feng, the four martial artists in blue quickly took him and fled from the tavern.
The nearby martial artists, seeing their miserable figures, had mocking smiles on their faces.
I’ll let you live for one more day.
Luo Feng watched Duanmu Lei and the others leave and shook his head. Just then, a kind-hearted martial artist beside him offered a reminder, "Young hero, you should quickly leave this place. Duanmu Lei’s father is Duanmuya, the older brother of the Duanmu Family Head. He has a very high status in the Duanmu Family. Now that you’ve injured him, the Duanmu Family won’t let this go. If you continue to stay here, I’m afraid you’ll meet a fatal end."
"Hmm, thank you for the reminder. I will leave Black Mountain Town immediately," Luo Feng expressed his gratitude with a fist-and-palm bow. He didn’t wish to start a war with the Duanmu Family today.
After thanking him, Luo Feng left some Silver Taels on a nearby table for the tavern’s repairs and then departed.
「Outside Black Mountain Town, several horses galloped towards Green Wood Peak.」
These few people were filled with murderous aura. The one leading, covered in blood with a fierce look in his eyes, was Duanmu Lei, who had just suffered a great loss at Luo Feng’s hands.
Damn it! If I don’t kill him with my own hands, I, Duanmu Lei, swear I’m not a man!
Thinking about the young, masked figure, Duanmu Lei gritted his teeth with hatred.
His father was an Elder of the Twelve Golden Palaces, and he himself had always been treated as superior to others. He had never been so humiliated.
"Young Master! Wait!" A martial artist in blue suddenly reined in his horse beside him.
Duanmu Lei wanted to quickly return to Green Wood Peak to summon family experts for revenge. Hearing this, he scowled and asked, "What’s wrong?"
The martial artist in blue hesitated for a moment and then said, "Young Master, that person is young and possesses such strength. Could he be the young man who killed Elder Cangxuan?"
"That’s right! He even deliberately wore a mask to hide his face, probably worried about being recognized. It must be him!" The other martial artists in blue also came to a sudden realization.
"That kid is indeed quite suspicious." Duanmu Lei raised his eyebrows and glanced towards Black Mountain Town. He then said to the martial artists in blue, "You stay here and keep an eye on that kid’s whereabouts. I’ll hurry back to Green Wood Peak and summon the family experts! Today, I will take his head!"
"With such a great achievement, the position of Family Head will surely be yours, Young Master! We congratulate you in advance!" the martial artists in blue flattered.
Duanmu Lei laughed. He hadn’t expected to be so lucky as to discover that kid’s whereabouts. His earlier frustration vanished completely. He waved his hand and said, "Don’t worry. As long as I become the Family Head, there will definitely be benefits for you."
"Thank you, Young Master!" The four martial artists in blue were overjoyed.
"Let’s go. Keep a close eye on that kid. I’ll be back in half a day," Duanmu Lei instructed, then turned his horse around and galloped off, disappearing in a cloud of dust.