Chapter 1297 - 1294: The Young Number One!

"Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Saber!"

As Luo Feng slashed downward with one saber strike, a fierce momentum erupted, and a whip-like saber light swept through the void like a giant whale entering the sea, carrying a sharp aura, colliding with the overwhelming Thunderbolt Spear force in the sky.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

Under the eyes of everyone, an astonishing scene unfolded.

The endless spear light unleashed by Cao Li seemed fragile and vulnerable before Luo Feng’s saber, shattering like crystal; within the blink of an eye, it vanished completely, with the residual saber Qi fiercely slashing onto Cao Li’s long spear.

Swoosh!

The spear flew out of his hands, and the four Thunderbolt arms were instantly shattered. Cao Li couldn’t stabilize his figure, shot backward explosively, spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood in mid-air, and nearly fell to his knees when he stopped.

Stabilizing himself, Cao Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at Luo Feng, and said hoarsely, "I didn’t expect that even after using a secret technique, I’m still no match for you."

Clang!

Luo Feng inserted the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber back into its sheath, and the demon fire on his body gradually extinguished, as he said to Cao Li:

"To have fought with me to this point, you have reason to be proud. If it weren’t for encountering me, you should have easily won this Southern and Northern Martial Arts Tournament."

Cao Li smiled bitterly; ordinarily, he would be glad to hear such praise, but coming from Luo Feng, his heart felt complicated.

"Luo Feng, tell me honestly, how much of your strength did you use just now?" Cao Li suddenly asked, his gaze sweeping over the broken platform ruins.

Luo Feng thought for a moment and replied, "About sixty to seventy percent."

Luo Feng spoke truthfully. So far, he had only used the Four Symbols Ultimate Saber and Demon Form Technique against Cao Li, relying solely on his superior True Yuan for combat. He hadn’t utilized the eighty to ninety percent Grand Momentum, nor the True Yuan Dragon Vein.

If he had, the battle wouldn’t have dragged on until now.

Of course, it’s not that he looked down on Cao Li, but ever since Cloud Dragon Transformation broke through to the eighth limit, his strength had already surpassed the True Yuan Realm fourth stage, whereas Cao Li was only at the early stage of True Yuan Realm third rank, thus he wanted to end the battle quickly.

Unexpectedly, the opponent hid his strength well, forcing Luo Feng to use Demon Form Technique to counteract. This showed the overpowering strength of Cao Li, which was astonishing.

"Sixty to seventy percent..."

Cao Li was speechless; although he had suspected it wasn’t Luo Feng’s full strength, hearing this made his mouth dry.

Sigh...

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Cao Li clasped his fists and said, "Respect! You genuinely deserve the title of the first among the younger generation of the Canglang Dynasty."

"We should spar again sometime."

Luo Feng returned the gesture, appreciating Cao Li’s ability to pick up and put down matters easily.

After Luo Feng and Cao Li left the platform, the entire valley remained silent. Many people’s mouths were slightly agape, eyes wide with shock.

Luo Feng’s victory hadn’t surprised too many; what stunned them was the process of the battle.

The recent encounter was astonishing; both Cao Li and Luo Feng displayed combat prowess exceeding their realms, leaving an intense impact.

"It’s just unimaginable—they’re both under eighteen." Finally, someone exclaimed in amazement.

"Yes, it’s my first time witnessing such a spectacular and intense confrontation. They don’t seem like early-stage True Yuan Realm martial artists but rather mid-stage ones."

"The most surprising is Luo Feng, whose strength seems like a bottomless pit. No matter what ultimate moves Cao Li unleashed, they had no effect in front of him."

"Luo Feng became the first New Dragon and now won the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Tournament, becoming the leader of the younger generation—Shui Linglong must be very proud this time."

"Haha, Shi Lietian was so strong before. He surely didn’t expect this outcome."

In the Thundercloud Hall direction, when Cao Li returned to his seat, he said to Shi Lietian, "Hall Master, I lost."

Shi Lietian glanced at Luo Feng, his clenched fist slightly relaxed, and handed Cao Li an injury-healing pill, "Take this pill and focus on recovery."

After saying that, Shi Lietian handed over a blue pill to Cao Li and said nothing more.

"Thank you, Hall Master."

Cao Li nodded, took the pill and ingested it, then began his meditation.

Disciples around from the Six Northern Domains were somewhat surprised; the Hall Master known for his competitive spirit was unexpectedly magnanimous this time.

Little did they know, Shi Lietian’s mind had already exploded, wishing to personally teach Luo Feng a lesson.

However, it was merely a thought, and besides, this battle was beneficial for Cao Li, teaching him there are always people outside one’s knowledge and heavens beyond one’s understanding.

"Where did this kid come from? If he only joined the Golden Palace half a year ago, how could he reach such a level in six months?"

Shi Lietian’s gaze fell on Luo Feng, his thick brows furrowed.

The more he pondered, the more unsettling it became. If it was true, it was indeed terrifying.

The atmosphere on the Six Northern Domains side was cold, while on the Six Southern Domains side, it was fiery and intense.

"Luo Feng!"

"Luo Feng!"

"Luo Feng!"

As soon as Luo Feng flew down from the platform, many in the Six Southern Domains audience directly stood up and a wave of cheers erupted, the atmosphere instantly boiling over with countless adoring gazes directed at him.

Luo Feng won the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Tournament for the Six Southern Domains, his overwhelming presence inspiring many peers with admiration.

Numerous suitable-aged young girls gazed at Luo Feng’s figure, their eyes gleaming with adoration.

Even Jian Wuji, at this moment, eyes revealed a hint of excitement and longing.

Luo Feng, having defeated Cao Li and won the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Tournament, had become the first young martial artist in the Canglang Dynasty, surpassing all young talents, bringing the highest honor to the Golden Palace disciples!

"Luo Feng, congratulations."

As Luo Feng took his seat, Yu Bufan immediately offered congratulations.

"Thank you."

Luo Feng nodded, feeling the burning gazes around him, his blood involuntarily boiling.

After all, he was still a passionate youth, and becoming the leading figure among the younger generation had always been his goal, marking his first step out of the Canglang Dynasty. Achieving this dream and receiving so many people’s admiration was inevitably thrilling.

The sun gradually set in the west, casting massive shadows within the valley.

After everyone’s emotions settled somewhat, Shui Linglong flew to the center of the valley and smiled:

"Everyone, the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Tournament has come to a successful conclusion. Tonight, we will have a celebration banquet for Luo Feng becoming the first New Dragon and winning the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Tournament. I hope everyone can attend."

"Of course. We also congratulate the Water Palace Master for having such an outstanding disciple like Luo Feng."

"Indeed."

"I’ve heard that the food at Linglong Hall is sourced from the depths of Yao Light Lake, rich in spiritual energy, replenishing and nourishing blood, greatly beneficial to martial artists. Since the Water Palace Master is hosting with such hospitality, we naturally accept."

"Hahaha... Water Palace Master, I’m definitely joining this banquet. Even if you chase me away, I won’t leave."

With Luo Feng’s performance today, everyone understood that his future achievements are limitless, possibly leading to cultivation in the Sacred Land. Forming closer ties now would be immeasurably beneficial in the future.

Many present were experienced individuals who understood this principle thoroughly, thus they wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

...

The banquet was lavish, with many martial artists drinking to the point of blurry eyes and unstable steps.

Not adept at handling such scenes, Luo Feng left Purple Cloud Island before the banquet began, asking for Shui Linglong’s leave, heading directly to Linglong Hall.

He wanted to see what mysterious gift Gu Xifeng had prepared for him.