Chapter 260: Iron Cedar Master

Chapter 260: Chapter 260: Iron Cedar Master

Watching the five men approach, Luo Feng sneered.

All five of them had cultivation at the Eighth Layer of the Hell Realm. Judging by the Yuan Qi fluctuations around them, two were mid-stage Eighth Layer Hell Realm martial artists, while the remaining three were early-stage martial artists of the same level.

"The Sword Heart Golden Scale Fruit is indeed in my hands. If you want it, come and take it yourself. I’m afraid you don’t have the ability!"

Hands clasped behind his back, Luo Feng gazed at the five men. He stood like a treasured blade, its sharp aura exposed and seemingly invincible.

"You’ve chosen the hard way! Kill him!"

The shortest martial artist, who was closest to Luo Feng, his eyes turning cold, snorted. He brandished his red-tasseled spear, unleashing vigorous Gang Qi. Layers of spear shadows formed, crashing down on Luo Feng like a massive wave.

Luo Feng didn’t draw the Tiger Soul Saber; these men were simply not worthy of it.

CRACK!

Stepping forward, Luo Feng used his palm as a blade. Transparent Gang Qi erupted from his palm as he forcefully slashed downward.

BOOM!

The Gang Qi blade precisely struck the tip of the spear. A strong impact spiraled out, causing the silver spear to tremble violently before embedding itself in the ground. Luo Feng promptly stepped on it.

The short martial artist hadn’t expected Luo Feng’s strength to be so enormous and immediately exerted all his strength in an attempt to retrieve his spear.

"Hmm? What’s happening?!"

The short martial artist’s eyes widened in shock.

No matter how hard he tried, the long spear didn’t budge an inch, as though it had taken root under Luo Feng’s foot.

"Want it back? Then take it!"

Luo Feng gave a cold laugh, gathered his Internal Energy, and his foot vibrated. The silver spear shot backward like an arrow loosed from its string.

SHLICK!

The short martial artist didn’t react in time and found his chest impaled by his own spear. His body flew through the air, crashing heavily to the ground dozens of meters away.

"Fourth Brother!"

Watching their now mangled companion on the ground, the remaining four men’s eyes turned red with rage.

"This kid is strong! Don’t be careless! Attack together!"

Their faces distorted with fury, the remaining four men unleashed their signature techniques and launched a joint attack.

"Die!"

Focusing his killing intent on the martial artist charging at the forefront, Luo Feng executed Hundred Steps Fist Gang.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

Layers of Fist Gang roared out, causing the air to explode repeatedly. The endless waves of fist shadows surged forward like a great tsunami.

The martial artist at the forefront bore the brunt of the attack. When he was just ten steps away, he was submerged by the Fist Gang. His Protective Gang Energy and clothes were instantly obliterated, and he was sent flying, spewing blood.

The others hadn’t expected Luo Feng’s attack to be so ferocious. One, unable to dodge in time, was struck by the flying corpse. The distinct crack of breaking bones rang out as his body was snapped in two; he died instantly on impact.

Seeing Luo Feng kill two more men in the blink of an eye, the last two martial artists were terrified.

Luo Feng’s aura isn’t all that strong; at most, he’s a mid-stage Eighth Layer Hell Realm martial artist. By normal logic, five of us working together should easily overwhelm an average mid-stage Eighth Layer Hell Realm martial artist. But this situation is completely unexpected. In just a few breaths, three of us have been killed. This opponent’s strength is monstrous!

"Run! This isn’t a common mid-stage Eighth Layer Hell Realm martial artist. We are no match for him!"

Realization dawned on the last two men, who immediately tried to escape.

"Thinking of leaving now? Too late!"

Murderous intent glinted in Luo Feng’s eyes. If news about the Sword Heart Golden Scale Fruit gets out, it will undoubtedly cause immense trouble. He definitely wouldn’t let these two leave.

"Breaking Sky Fist!"

The air trembled violently as a blade-shaped Fist Gang roared out, shooting between the two men.

The two martial artists saw the Fist Gang pass by them. Before they could feel relieved, their worlds started spinning. They were shocked to see their own running legs, with the ground above them and the sky below!

In terms of sheer power, Breaking Sky Fist surpassed Fist Dominates All Directions. The two martial artists were torn in half by the Qi Force generated by the Fist Gang.

Having killed the five men, Luo Feng didn’t relax. Instead, he turned to look at a nearby shadow.

"You’ve watched for a long time. Isn’t it about time you showed yourself?"

RUSTLE!

The leaves parted, and a young figure emerged from the shadows.

The teenager was about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a green uniform. He had thick eyebrows, and his narrow eyes glinted sharply. The Yuan Qi fluctuation around his body was extremely strong, far surpassing the previous five men, carrying an aura of consummation.

A student from Ivy School! Luo Feng noted the youth’s uniform, his pupils contracting slightly. This person’s aura feels complete; his cultivation has reached a breakthrough bottleneck. He’ll soon step into the late-stage of the Eighth Layer of the Hell Realm! His strength is probably even greater than Qin Huan’s. Could he be one of the Four Young Masters?

"I had already concealed my aura, yet you were still able to detect my presence. Not bad."

The youth in the green uniform emerged from the woods, stopping more than ten paces in front of Luo Feng.

Glancing at the corpses nearby, the youth in the green uniform nodded and smiled. "To have killed these five with only mid-stage cultivation of the Eighth Layer of the Hell Realm, it seems you are no ordinary person."

Luo Feng ignored the arrogance in his words. "I am a student of Purple Sun School in the Flowing Cloud Region. Since you’re a student of Ivy School, we should mind our own business. Farewell."

As he spoke, Luo Feng prepared to leave.

"Stop!"

Seeing Luo Feng about to depart, the youth waved his hand. A blast of red Gang Qi shot out, severing a large tree in half right in front of Luo Feng.

Luo Feng frowned and looked at him. "You want to fight me? The Sword Heart Golden Scale Fruit only benefits Sword Dao practitioners, and you don’t seem to be a swordsman."

The youth in the green uniform smiled arrogantly, hands clasped behind his back. "I’m indeed not a swordsman. However, my Senior Brother, the Fiery Sun Young Master, is a master of Sword Dao. If he obtains the Sword Heart Golden Scale Fruit, he might comprehend Sword Intent. Considering you’re a student of Purple Sun School, I’ll spare your life. Leave the Sword Heart Golden Scale Fruit, and you can go."

"Spare my life? Just you?"

Luo Feng sneered. Though he was averse to inviting trouble, he wasn’t afraid of it.

The youth in the green uniform let out a chilling laugh. "It seems you don’t realize the gap between us. I, Yi Zhong, am ranked third in Ivy School, second only to the Four Young Masters. Even the Four Great Talents of your Four Great Schools would be defeated by a mere flick of my fingers!"

Yi Zhong! Luo Feng’s heart lurched. He’d heard this name from He Qin. Yi Zhong was one of the top elite students at Ivy School, ranked even above Qin Huan. He cultivated the Iron Wall Technique, a powerful Horizontal Practice martial art said to make one impervious to blades and spears, earning him the title ’Iron Cedar Master’! It was rumored he had the strength to challenge the Four Young Masters.

Seeing Luo Feng remain silent, Yi Zhong assumed he was stunned by his reputation. A smirk touched his lips as he arrogantly declared, "Choose. Leave the Sword Heart Golden Scale Fruit, or forfeit your life as well."

Luo Feng placed his hand on the hilt of his saber and shook his head. "Sorry, I plan on keeping both."

Previously, Luo Feng wouldn’t have been confident in defeating him, but things were different now.

HMM?

Yi Zhong’s expression turned cold in an instant. His eyes, like piercing ice, stared at Luo Feng. He drew a breath and said with a chilling smile, "I’ve heard that you students from the Four Great Schools are a short-sighted bunch. How true! Since you’re courting death, then you can’t blame me! I’ll take your life!"

WHOOSH!

Planting his foot firmly on the ground, Yi Zhong sent fragments of stone flying as he sprang into the air, aiming a palm strike at Luo Feng.

Despite his incredible speed, his green uniform didn’t flutter in the slightest. He cut through the air like an iron statue, creating a sharp whistling sound.

His Iron Wall Technique cultivation made his entire being, including his aura and Qi Force, as heavy and unyielding as steel.

CRASH!

Even before Yi Zhong reached him, the pounding wind pressure from his palm snapped several large trees nearby; the palm wind was almost tangible.

"BREAK!"

Luo Feng scoffed, his gaze sharpened. The Tiger Soul Saber roared furiously as he slashed at the weakest point of Yi Zhong’s Palm Gang.

With a crisp shattering sound, Yi Zhong’s Palm Gang crumbled inch by inch. The mountain-like pressure vanished as if it had never existed.

After breaking through the Palm Gang, the unimpeded Tiger Soul Saber continued towards Yi Zhong’s right hand, threatening to sever it.

"You wish! Qi Condenses into Mountain!"

Yi Zhong’s eyes glinted with disdain. He bellowed, his palms suddenly clapping together. A surge of dense Yuan Qi erupted from him, forming a mountain-shaped projection of Gang Qi that pressed down violently.

RUMBLE!

The fiercely charging palm wind was as heavy as a mountain. In that instant, Yi Zhong’s power surged severalfold, his entire aura condensed into a single force, crashing down from above.

Luo Feng’s brow furrowed. Yi Zhong’s moves weren’t flashy, but the power of each strike was awe-inspiring, as if his Qi had integrated with the surrounding natural Yuan Qi, carrying a hint of the Grand Momentum’s essence.

Of course, this is just an illusion created by his martial art; the power of true Grand Momentum is far beyond this.

"Even if you were a real mountain, I would still shatter you!"

Luo Feng let out a cold shout. His wrist flicked, the Tiger Soul Saber hidden behind him as he unleashed Breaking Sky Fist, the most concentrated attack from the Sky Collapse Fist technique.

Transparent Qi Force shot straight up from Luo Feng’s fist, as if capable of piercing the void and crushing everything. It smashed violently against the mountain-shaped phantom.

BOOM!

Amidst the deafening roar, Yi Zhong’s mountain-shaped Gang Qi was completely shattered, and the tremendous impact sent him flying.

"Who are you, exactly?"

Regaining his balance, Yi Zhong wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. His gaze on Luo Feng was filled with suspicion and uncertainty, his earlier contempt replaced by extreme gravity.

Luo Feng laughed and said to Yi Zhong, "Purple Sun School, Luo Feng."

"So you’re Luo Feng! Foremost New Talent of the Flowing Cloud Region!"

Yi Zhong squinted, then suddenly smirked. "No wonder you could withstand my attack. I didn’t expect to be so lucky as to run into you! I’ve heard you’ve grasped Grand Momentum, a truly rare genius seen once a century. I have a peculiar hobby: crushing geniuses! Meeting me today is your misfortune! Die!"

Yi Zhong’s face twisted maliciously. His aura surged dramatically, his Yuan Qi flowing skyward. A phantasmal image of a steep mountain peak enveloped him, making him seem as immovable as a true mountain. His palms whistled as they struck out, unleashing streams of palm force that cracked like whips.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

The majestic palm force was overwhelming, its massive power causing the space within a radius of ten zhang to shake violently.

The third level of the Iron Wall Technique, ’Stacked Mountains’! No wonder it can create an illusion of Grand Momentum!

Luo Feng recognized the martial art Yi Zhong was using. The Iron Wall Technique was an extremely formidable Horizontal Practice martial art from Ivy School. When cultivated to the third level, it could form a mountainous intent realm, containing a trace of Grand Momentum’s concept, making it incredibly potent.

"Let’s see whose Grand Momentum is stronger, yours or mine!"