PFFT!

Under the stunned gaze of the square-faced Martial Artist, the dark saber light, immense as a mountain, struck heavily against his Protective Gang Energy.

PSHHTT!

The Protective Gang Energy violently shuddered and was directly split apart by the saber light. Blood splattered.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could you possibly break my Blood Kill Saber Gang?"

Spitting fresh blood, the square-faced Martial Artist pointed at Luo Feng, his face filled with disbelief.

He couldn't believe that his full-powered strike had been shattered by a single blow from his opponent. Moreover, even his Protective Gang Energy couldn't withstand it! His opponent was merely a peak Martial Artist at the Seventh-Layer Essence Storage Realm. Even if he was a genius, he shouldn't be his match.

Suddenly, the square-faced Martial Artist's eyes bulged. He spat out another mouthful of blood, staring fixedly at Luo Feng.

"Eighth-Layer Hell Realm! You broke through!"

"Correct."

A cold smirk touched Luo Feng's lips as he walked forward, step by step.

Hearing this, Zi Yuan, who was engaged in battle, showed astonishment on her small face. Luo Feng's growth rate made her feel powerless for the first time.

Nearby, the Heavenly Fragrant Woman, He Qin's Daimei also twitched slightly. As her gaze fell upon Luo Feng, a peculiar light flickered in her beautiful eyes.

When Luo Feng was at the peak of the Seventh-Layer Essence Storage Realm, his strength was already unstoppable; she had found it hard to compete with him. Now that he had broken through to the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm, she stood no chance against him whatsoever.

"He really broke through to the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm!"

"Indeed. His saber technique's power has greatly increased, and his Yuan Qi is thick and substantial, extending dozens of meters from his saber. This can only be the Hundred Steps Divine Gang; that's the only possible explanation!"

It wasn't just Zi Yuan and He Qin; everyone watching the battle between Luo Feng and the square-faced Martial Artist was deeply shocked by this revelation.

When Yuan Qi sinks into the Dantian of the Hell Realm, it commands the Yuan Qi of the entire body, causing a Martial Artist's strength to advance by leaps and bounds.

However, breaking through to the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm was not easy. Those with poorer aptitude might not make this leap even after years or decades.

"This brat must be eradicated! Come here, let's kill this kid together!" the square-faced Martial Artist roared, glaring at Luo Feng through gritted teeth. He suddenly called out to the Demon Sect disciples who were fighting several Tianlan School Elders.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Two Blood Demon Sect disciples heard his command and immediately flew to the square-faced Martial Artist's side. The three of them, their aura as ferocious as tigers, charged towards Luo Feng.

"He's made his name in this one battle. If Luo Feng doesn't die today, the Blood Demon Sect will likely never know peace," the One-Armed Saber Man remarked with a slight smile, watching Luo Feng. The prominent Martial Artists around him all nodded in agreement.

"Despicable!"

Seeing three people ganging up on Luo Feng, Zi Hongyuan was livid. He repelled a Blood Demon Sect disciple with a palm strike, intending to rush forward and help Luo Feng.

"Heh heh, he's dead for sure. You'd better stay put!" another Blood Demon Sect disciple sneered from the side, blocking Zi Hongyuan with his sword.

These two Blood Demon Sect disciples were both at the Ninth-Layer Heavenly Court Realm Cultivation. Zi Hongyuan simply couldn't break free.

The others weren't idle either, each engaged in their own battles. The entire Martial Performance Field was filled with crisscrossing streams of powerful energy, and thunderous sounds echoed everywhere.

Facing the three attacking Blood Demon Sect disciples, Luo Feng didn't retreat or evade. He sneered, "Just the three of you? You're probably not enough to kill me!"

Besides the square-faced Martial Artist, the other two Blood Demon Sect disciples were also Eighth-Layer Hell Realm Martial Artists. With the three of them joining forces, even a mid-stage Eighth-Layer Hell Realm Martial Artist would have to temporarily retreat.

Being looked down upon, the three of them flared with rage. Their killing intent and Yuan Qi surged around them, transforming into gusts of wild wind, their momentum terrifying.

"Blood Shadow Deadly Ten!"

"Black Blood Bone-dissolving Palm!"

"Dismembering Blood Hand!"

The three Blood Demon Sect disciples unleashed their ultimate techniques, attacking Luo Feng from three different directions.

Instantly, an area of roughly thirty meters was filled with flying sand and stones. Rampant Gang Qi wreaked havoc, and the cyclones it stirred up scraped terrifying marks onto the ground.

"Sky Collapse Fist!"

Luo Feng, still dozens of steps away from the three, clenched his fist and struck.

The Sky Collapse Fist he unleashed this time was entirely different in power than before.

With one punch, a barrel-thick torrent of fist-generated Gang Qi shot out, churning the air and forming numerous small cyclones that rushed towards the three men.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Yuan Qi within Luo Feng's body surged as he continuously launched fist-generated Gang Qi.

The seemingly materialized Gang Qi blotted out the sky, hammering down on the three men like a torrential storm. The domineering fist intent contained within made it even more terrifying.

BOOM!

The attacks of the three Blood Demon Sect disciples were instantly shredded by the fist-generated Gang Qi.

AH!

The Blood Demon Sect disciple leading the charge was caught off guard and sent flying, spitting blood.

"What! He just entered the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm! How can he unleash so many blasts of Hundred Steps Divine Gang in an instant?"

The square-faced Martial Artist's face was a mask of horror. As a mid-stage Eighth-Layer Hell Realm Martial Artist, even he couldn't release so many blasts of Hundred Steps Divine Gang in such a short period. Luo Feng completely overturned his understanding of early-stage Eighth-Layer Hell Realm Martial Artists; his Yuan Qi was terrifyingly strong!

"Not good! This brat's fist-generated Gang Qi is too terrifying! Retreat, quickly!"

"Retreat!"

The two remaining Blood Demon Sect disciples tried to fall back.

However, the fist-generated Gang Qi was faster than them.

Seeing no escape, the two gritted their teeth and raised their Protective Gang Energy to shield themselves.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The moment they deployed their Protective Gang Energy, a storm of fist-generated Gang Qi surged towards them. Instantly, they were battered by dozens of blows, and the surrounding space was distorted by the fierce winds these impacts created.

Witnessing this scene, several Tianlan School Elders who had just arrived nearly had their eyes pop out of their sockets.

"Is... is he even human? He just entered the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm. How can he continuously unleash so many blasts of Hundred Steps Divine Gang?"

"Indeed. Even if he possessed sufficient Yuan Qi, his Meridian Wheels and meridians would barely withstand such a strain! Ordinary Martial Artists would have likely vomited blood long ago, yet he appears totally unaffected."

"This man possesses seemingly boundless potential. Given time, he might enter the Golden Palace and become one of the Ten New Dragons."

"That won't be easy. The Ten New Dragons are all at the Spiritual Rotation Realm. After reaching the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm, Cultivation improvement becomes increasingly difficult. Ascending to the Spiritual Rotation Realm is even more formidable."

"You're right. In the past, many geniuses from the Four Major Schools eventually faded into obscurity. It remains to be seen how far this Luo Feng can go..."

While everyone was discussing, the situation in the square had become incredibly turbulent.

Facing Luo Feng's storm of fist-generated Gang Qi, the two Blood Demon Sect disciples couldn't retaliate at all. They could only channel all their Yuan Qi into their Protective Gang Energy.

Is this kid human or a ghost? He's clearly at the early stage of the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm, yet his Yuan Qi is even stronger than mine!

The square-faced Martial Artist's expression turned ghastly. If this continued, he would undoubtedly be defeated.

His eyes darting around, the square-faced Martial Artist suddenly gritted his teeth, sidestepped, and hid behind another Blood Demon Sect disciple.

"Kid, even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"

The square-faced Martial Artist's face was savage as he reached into his robes.

"Luo Feng, watch out for the Blood Gang Thunderbolt Bomb!" several Tianlan School Elders cried out, their faces pale with fright.

Using the Blood Gang Thunderbolt Bomb at such close range meant that likely no one within a radius of roughly thirty meters would survive!

"Die!"

With a crazed look in his eyes, the square-faced Martial Artist infused Yuan Qi into the Blood Gang Thunderbolt Bomb and hurled it at Luo Feng.

BOOM!

An intense blaze shot into the sky, instantly engulfing an area dozens of meters wide. The powerful shockwave caused the entire Martial Performance Field to tremble violently.

"Luo Feng!"

Zi Yuan and the others cried out in alarm, their faces aghast.

Bing Ruolan watched the fire soaring into the sky, her small face utterly devoid of color, ashen white.

ROAR!

At this moment, a dragon's cry suddenly echoed in mid-air. Luo Feng, treading on dragon-shaped Gang Qi, descended from mid-air. He brushed off his clothes, glanced at the massive crater on the ground, and snorted coldly. "Want to drag me down with you? You're not qualified."

After stepping into the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm, Luo Feng's perception had escalated. When the square-faced Martial Artist unleashed the Blood Gang Thunderbolt Bomb, Luo Feng had already fully utilized his Teng Dragon's Gang Qi to dodge the blast.

"Die!"

Luo Feng's gaze fell upon the Blood Demon Sect disciple near Bing Ruolan. He swung his Tiger Soul Saber.

SHUSH!

A black saber light flashed. The Saber Gang flew a hundred meters through the air, cleaving the Blood Demon Sect disciple in two.

The Blood Demon Sect disciple fighting He Qin saw his companions killed one after another. He was terrified, his face showing clear signs of fear.

"Invisible Heavenly Sword!"

He Qin seized the opening. Her silver, slender sword vanished instantly, and dozens of streams of Sword Qi silently swept towards the Blood Demon Sect disciple.

HISS! HISS! HISS! HISS! HISS! HISS!

Dozens of Invisible Sword Qi enveloped the Blood Demon Sect disciple, obliterating him completely, leaving not even bones behind.

HUFF...

Luo Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air and tossed a pill into his mouth to recover his depleted Yuan Qi.

Upon entering the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm, the recovery rate of his Yuan Qi Seed had slowed considerably. His internal Yuan Qi was nearly depleted after the recent intense battle.

In a short time, one mid-stage Eighth-Layer Hell Realm Martial Artist and three early-stage Eighth-Layer Hell Realm Martial Artists had all fallen under Luo Feng's saber. The students from the Four Major Schools who hadn't yet left watched, dumbfounded.

This guy is terrifying! Even a mid-stage Eighth-Layer Hell Realm Martial Artist is no match for him!

Xiao Yu, who had previously clashed with Luo Feng, watched the imposing figure standing in the square holding a saber. His scalp tingled, and he felt profoundly relieved that he hadn't completely infuriated Luo Feng.

After swallowing the pill and recovering some Yuan Qi, Luo Feng walked over to Bing Ruolan.

Bing Ruolan stood rooted to the spot, her face deathly pale, her eyes fixed blankly on Luo Feng.

"Ruolan, are you hurt?" Luo Feng frowned slightly upon seeing her pale face.

Bing Ruolan shook her head gently, her beautiful eyes fixed on Luo Feng. Her delicate shoulders trembled slightly, and a mist welled up in her sapphire-like eyes.

"I... I thought... just now, you were..."

Bing Ruolan couldn't continue. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and tears streamed down her delicate small face; she couldn't wipe them away fast enough.

Warmth spread through Luo Feng's heart. He reached out, gently tapped Bing Ruolan's nose, and smiled. "Silly girl, I'm fine. Don't cry..."

Footsteps sounded as Xu Mei, He Qin, and the others walked over.

Hearing the footsteps, Bing Ruolan immediately realized others were present. She hurriedly wiped her eyes, the tips of her delicate ears turning a faint, shy pink.

Xu Mei glanced at Bing Ruolan, smiled faintly, and said to Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, congratulations on reaching the Eighth-Layer Hell Realm."

Zi Yuan, standing beside them, heard this. Her cheeks puffed out, and she glared at Luo Feng. "Luo Feng, how do you cultivate so quickly? Does this mean you'll always overshadow me in the future? It's infuriating!"

He Qin also looked at Luo Feng, her beautiful eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Luo Feng touched his nose. "Well…"

Chuckle!

Seeing Luo Feng's awkward expression, Zi Yuan giggled, fiddling with her braid. "Never mind. Seeing as you kept your word and became the top new talent, I won't press the issue."

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