His last encounter with the Awakened Lion Yang Yunshi had given Luo Feng a clear understanding of his own strength. He knew that while beating a martial artist of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm would still be somewhat difficult, losing was impossible. Now, having practiced the Eight Wildernesses Dominating Flame Fist, his strength had advanced to another level. Naturally, he paid Lin Ao no mind.

Lin Li strode forward, a smirk on his face as he looked at Luo Feng. "Luo Feng, we meet again!"

Luo Feng faintly raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips. "I'm also surprised. I didn't expect you'd still have the face to remain in Qingfeng Town. If I were you, I'd have found a piece of tofu to end it all from shame long ago."

Since the other party had come looking for trouble, Luo Feng naturally wasn't going to be polite.

Lin Li was so furious his hair practically stood on end. Qi and blood roiled in his chest, and he nearly vomited blood. He glared fixedly at Luo Feng, "What did you say!"

Unfazed by Lin Li's glare, Luo Feng casually rubbed his nose and said, "Have you already forgotten what happened earlier? Do you need me to repeat it in front of everyone?"

Lin Li's face darkened, so angry he was practically fuming from all seven orifices. Worried that Luo Feng would actually recount what had happened on the street in public, he quickly stepped to Lin Ao's side. Looking at Luo Feng, he sneered, "Luo Feng, let me tell you, this is my Elder Brother, Lin Ao, a master at the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm. Let's see how arrogant you dare to be today!"

Lin Li's voice was haughty, his eyes filled with disdain as he adopted an air of superiority. This was a stark contrast to the pathetic figure he had cut while fleeing on the street earlier; he seemed like a completely different person.

Luo Feng said indifferently, "So what?"

Lin Li was stunned. He had expected Luo Feng to show fear, giving him a chance to mock him. He hadn't anticipated that Luo Feng wouldn't care at all!

Nearby, Lan Congfeng was also somewhat shocked. He had previously informed Luo Feng of Lin Ao's identity, hoping Luo Feng would be more circumspect and avoid provoking him. But Luo Feng seemed completely oblivious to his intentions, which made Lan Congfeng grow tense.

Elder Zhuang simply stood quietly to one side, saying nothing, though a hint of anticipation flickered in his eyes. Having personally witnessed Luo Feng defeat Yang Yunshi, Elder Zhuang wasn't particularly worried. Instead, he was rather eager to see Luo Feng clash with Lin Ao. Both were outstanding talents of the younger generation. Luo Feng was young yet already formidable, while Lin Ao was a renowned martial arts fanatic in Clear Origin City. A battle between them was bound to be incredibly exciting.

"So, you are Luo Feng?" Lin Ao, who had been silent until now, suddenly stepped forward, his sharp gaze fixed on Luo Feng.

Luo Feng nodded. "That's right."

"You injured my younger brother and damaged the reputation of Clear Origin City's City Lord Mansion. How should this matter be handled?" Lin Ao's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable tone of interrogation, his gaze holding a trace of untamed pride.

Luo Feng met Lin Ao's gaze directly and said sternly, "No need to beat around the bush. How do you want to handle this? Just say it. I'll see it through with you."

Luo Feng's directness momentarily stunned Lin Ao, then his eyes narrowed slightly. The fact that Luo Feng could remain so composed before him was unexpected.

Interesting... Lin Ao mused internally, an even brighter light glinting in his eyes.

Seeing that Luo Feng was indeed only at the mid-stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, Lin Ao had initially been somewhat disappointed and hadn't paid him much mind. However, Luo Feng's current bearing made him look at the young man in a new light. This person... is qualified to fight me.

Unable to restrain himself, Lin Li stepped forward again, glaring coldly at Luo Feng, a vicious grin spreading across his face as he sneered, "Simple. Kneel and admit your mistake to me, then hand over the Illusion Heart Pill. Then, I'll let you off!"

"Hmm?" Luo Feng's eyes turned piercingly cold, as if a treasured sword had been unsheathed, his aura becoming razor-sharp.

THUMP, THUMP.

Lin Li's heart trembled, and he involuntarily retreated two steps, his face deathly pale, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. The instant Luo Feng's gaze swept over him, he felt like a fish on a chopping block, his life hanging by a thread. The sensation was terrifying.

Shocked for a moment, Lin Li then recalled that Lin Ao was right beside him, and his courage immediately swelled somewhat. However, the shame and anger from being intimidated by Luo Feng's gaze were palpable. He turned to Lin Ao, "Elder Brother, teach him a lesson, quickly!"

"Useless!" Lin Ao snorted coldly. He looked at Luo Feng and said in a deep voice, "Luo Feng, to be honest, I didn't come here for revenge. I'm merely somewhat interested in you. I won't take advantage of you. If you can withstand three of my moves, we'll consider today's matter concluded, and from then on, we will not interfere with each other's affairs."

"If you cannot withstand three moves, then you will apologize to my younger brother in public. How about it?"

The commotion here had already alerted the other Martial Artists in the Qingyang Tavern. When Lin Ao spoke, he deliberately released his aura. The intense Yuan Qi fluctuations visibly stirred the surrounding crowd.

"Such powerful Yuan Qi fluctuations! It seems the rumors are true; Lin Ao really does have the potential to become a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert."

"Did you feel it? The frigid aura around him is constantly condensed and never disperses. I'm afraid he has cultivated the Mysterious Cold Body Protecting Skill to the Fifth Stage!"

"The Mysterious Cold Body Protecting Skill at the Fifth Stage! Doesn't that mean he can manifest the Mysterious Ice Qi Field? No wonder he's so confident he can defeat Luo Feng in three moves. With the aid of the Mysterious Ice Qi Field, even a peak Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist would find it hard to contend with him!"

"Hmm, I wonder if Luo Feng can withstand three moves."

The onlookers recognized Luo Feng and Lin Li. As whispers spread, many grasped the reasons behind the confrontation. Realizing a major battle was imminent, their eyes lit up with excitement. Luo Feng, as a newly risen genius of the Flowing Cloud Region, was currently in the spotlight. Lin Ao, on the other hand, was an outstanding expert among the younger generation of Clear Origin City. A clash between two such talents wasn't something one could witness every day.

Hearing Lin Ao's demand, Lan Congfeng frowned slightly and whispered to Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, do you have the Mysterious Sun Jade Token on you?"

Luo Feng nodded and asked, "What is it?"

Lan Congfeng glanced at Lin Ao and said, "Lin Ao has been famous for a long time, and his strength is not to be underestimated. Don't agree to his terms. As the son-in-law of Dayang City's City Lord, as long as you show the Mysterious Sun Jade Token, I doubt they'd dare to make things difficult for you!"

Clear Origin City was just a small city; compared to Dayang City, one of the four major cities of the Flowing Cloud Region, it was hardly worth mentioning.

Luo Feng shook his head. "If I do that, wouldn't I be fleeing without a fight?"

It wasn't just that Luo Feng was confident he wouldn't lose; even if the odds weren't in his favor, he was unwilling to rely on Yang Dingtian's reputation to resolve the current situation. If he did that, how would he be any different from Lin Li?

Turning, Luo Feng looked at Lin Ao. "Settle this in three moves?"

"Correct. I reached the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm a year ago. If I cannot defeat you within three moves, it will be my loss." Lin Ao stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his cyan robe stirring as if in a breeze, his eyes radiating immense confidence.

Luo Feng nodded. This matter must be resolved today, he thought, then said, "I accept your terms."

With a light tap of his foot on the ground, Luo Feng's figure blurred into an afterimage and leaped out of a nearby window.

"Luo Feng, don't even think of escaping!" Lin Li roared upon seeing Luo Feng exit. Just then, Luo Feng's voice drifted in from outside, "It's not convenient to fight in here. Come on out."

A glint flashed in Lin Ao's eyes, and his figure also floated out through the window.

Seeing Luo Feng agree, Lan Congfeng sighed, "Luo Feng is too reckless."

Elder Zhuang patted Lan Congfeng's shoulder and chuckled. "It's not over yet. Don't jump to conclusions so quickly."

Lan Congfeng looked at Elder Zhuang in astonishment. "Elder Zhuang, you have that much faith in Luo Feng? Lin Ao is not Lin Li. I've heard his Mysterious Cold Body Protection Skill has reached the Fifth Stage; his power is unfathomable."

"Since Luo Feng agreed, he must have his own plans. Let's go. If we wait any longer, we'll miss the exciting part."

With that, Elder Zhuang walked towards a window.

Outside the windows of Qingyang Tavern lay the Clear Far River. The river was thirteen zhang wide with a swift current, cutting through Qingfeng Town.

At this moment, in the middle of the Clear Far River, two figures stood facing each other. An imposing aura emanated from them, filling the air above the river, seemingly potent enough to freeze its flow. They stood upon the river's surface, rising and falling with the current as if they were mere leaves, never sinking. This display of profound Qinggong drew cries of approval from the crowd on the riverbank.

Treading the river waves, Luo Feng looked at Lin Ao and said, "Make your move."

Lin Ao frowned slightly. "I've heard your Saber Technique is your greatest strength. Why don't you draw your saber?"

"It's not yet time for me to draw my saber," Luo Feng replied calmly, his tone nonchalant.

"Such shameless boasting! Elder Brother, teach him a harsh lesson! Let him know how high the heavens are and how thick the earth is!" A furious roar came from the riverbank. Lin Li stood there, glaring daggers at Luo Feng, desperately wishing Lin Ao would defeat Luo Feng at once.

Feeling slighted, a flicker of anger rose in Lin Ao's heart. He snorted coldly and said with disdain, "If you don't draw your saber, I fear you won't be able to withstand even a single move from me!"

"That remains to be seen," Luo Feng said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, a cold Evil Qi flashed in Lin Ao's eyes, and he laughed, his fury peaking: "Fine! Then take my first move!"

Before his words faded, waves of intimidatingly cold air suddenly erupted from Lin Ao. This frigid air was countless times stronger than Lin Li's. A visible cold mist spread out in all directions, instantly blanketing the river surface with a layer of frost that rushed towards Luo Feng at incredible speed.

SWOOSH!

The moment the frigid air appeared, Lin Ao moved. He tapped his foot lightly on the frozen river surface, his figure transforming into a cyan afterimage. Wreathed in boundless frigid air, he threw a direct punch at Luo Feng.

This punch appeared simple, yet it was immensely powerful. The instant he struck, all the frigid air within a hundred-zhang radius seemed to surge and converge onto his right fist, forming a blizzard-like vortex several zhang wide that sought to violently engulf Luo Feng.

Wind howled and snow battered down. The ice on the Clear Far River rapidly spread into the distance. The intimidatingly cold air diffused outwards, making everyone watching from both banks shiver involuntarily. Above, the sun blazed fiercely. This, combined with the scene of a world engulfed in ice and snow, created an utterly bizarre contrast.

Watching the oncoming blizzard of fist energy, Luo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. This Lin Ao, though arrogant, certainly has the strength to back it up. He's definitely not a simple opponent, Luo Feng mused.

His right fist clenched, and the incantation for the Eight Wildernesses Dominating Flame Fist flowed through his mind. Luo Feng's face flushed slightly red as he threw a resolute punch forward.

BOOM!

A vortex of flame erupted from Luo Feng's right fist. This vortex radiated intense heat. Wherever it passed, the frozen river surface instantly melted, turning into steam. The very air seemed to boil violently, like water in a superheated cauldron.

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