Defeated in One Move

The way they addressed each other instantly sent the crowd on War God Mountain into an uproar. This man with jet-black hair, refined features, an elegant bearing, and plain linen clothes was Luo Feng, who had come to challenge the imperial capital six years ago!

"Luo Feng was so dazzling. How did he end up like this?"

"I got a good look. It's Luo Feng. He looks just like Lord Luo Feng did when he fought Lord Cass six years ago. Only his clothes are different, and his bearing seems different too."

Yes, his bearing was different.

It was no wonder the ten thousand people on War God Mountain hadn't recognized him at first. Back then, Luo Feng had been like a sword drawn from its sheath, his imposing aura astonishing. He had been as cold and aloof as thousand-year-old ice, making people afraid to approach him.

His handsome looks and sharp, imposing aura had made Luo Feng famous throughout the imperial capital.

But Luo Feng had changed too much from the way he had been.

Now, Luo Feng no longer had any of that sharp aura. With his long, ink-black hair, even standing there quietly gave him a trace of a world-weary air. The linen clothes he wore were also unlike anything he would have worn in the past.

"Kenyon, I lost our fight six years ago. That battle showed me how strong I really was, and I should thank you for it. If not for that battle, perhaps I would still think no one was worthy of my attention." Luo Feng looked at Kenyon with some feeling, then his gaze changed. "But back then, you were a Saint Domain expert, yet you disregarded your dignity as one and attacked me, a Warrior of the Ninth Rank. I've come this time to settle the grudge between us."

Luo Feng's words rang out across War God Mountain, and the crowd below erupted in an uproar. Kenyon, as the War God's personal disciple, had disregarded his dignity as a Saint Domain expert to attack Luo Feng, a Warrior of the Ninth Rank. That really was going a little too far. Now that Luo Feng had also become a Saint Domain expert and had returned to settle the debt, they began to look forward to it.

"Kenyon, I'll give you a chance today. Make your move. After today, the grudge between us will be wiped clean," Luo Feng said with a faint smile. It wasn't that he had forgotten his hatred, but that Luo Feng and Kenyon were no longer on the same level. Besides, his earlier fight with Kenyon really had made him realize a great deal.

Kenyon looked coldly at Luo Feng and reached back to draw the longsword on his back.

Luo Feng's words infuriated him. In his eyes, even though Luo Feng had broken through to the Saint Domain, he was only at the initial stage, just like himself. Yet Luo Feng's words sounded like pity from someone above him. How could the proud and arrogant Kenyon accept that?

Kenyon's longsword was not the kind of greatsword commonly used on the continent, but more like the longswords favored by nobles. The blade in his hand was like a block of iron, utterly black. In the sunlight, it reflected a cold black gleam. Kenyon looked confidently at Luo Feng and said in a clear voice, "Then come on. Let me see how much stronger you've become since breaking through to the Saint Domain!"

"Oh?" Luo Feng gave a faint smile.

Everyone on the mountainside fell completely silent. They all watched the decisive battle in the sky with eyes wide, afraid of missing a single detail.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Kenyon vanished from where he stood, and a gale sprang up on the platform. It was the fierce wind stirred up by Kenyon's extreme speed.

Kenyon sneered at Luo Feng and slashed mercilessly at him with the black longsword in his hand. He had thought his speed alone would keep Luo Feng from reacting, but he had never imagined that Luo Feng pursued the Wind Element's profound mystery of "speed." That little bit of speed was nothing in Luo Feng's eyes.

Just as Kenyon thought he could seriously injure Luo Feng, smack! Luo Feng's palm struck the black longsword hard, and then he kicked out. A storm of leg shadows struck Kenyon's body.

Boom!

Kenyon was struck and sent flying like a sandbag. In midair, he executed a graceful flip before landing on one knee.

All the spectators held their breath, not daring to shout.

"Pfft." Kenyon spat out a trace of blood and looked down at the spot on his chest where Luo Feng had kicked him. His clothes had been torn open. Although his chest had been protected by Battle-qi, the Battle-qi shield had still been cracked, leaving a conspicuous wound from which blood slowly welled.

Terrifying. There was nothing but terror.

"What tremendous power," Kenyon said in a low voice. He now knew he was no match for Luo Feng at all.

Luo Feng's powerful leg drove hard against the ground, making even War God Mountain tremble. Leaving a faint afterimage, he crossed a hundred meters in an instant and charged straight up to Kenyon.

Before Kenyon could make a move, Luo Feng's hand had already closed around his neck. The cold glove and the indifferent gaze made Kenyon realize for the first time how vulnerable he was. In front of Luo Feng, he had no room to fight back at all. Unfortunately, he had lacked the self-awareness to realize it and had even wanted to see how strong Luo Feng was.

"Your strength can't withstand a single blow. If this is the strength of a personal disciple of the War God Sect, then I'll say it again: you can't withstand a single blow." Holding Kenyon motionless in the air by the neck, Luo Feng finally spoke after a long while.

Kenyon's face was flushed red. Looking at Luo Feng, he wanted to curse, but Luo Feng tightened his grip and scared him into silence. He was terrified that Luo Feng would crush his neck.

Luo Feng then flung Kenyon to the ground as though he had done something utterly insignificant. His face was so placid that not a trace of emotion could be seen.

"Kenyon, six years ago, you disregarded your dignity as a Saint Domain expert and attacked me. Did you ever imagine this day would come? Thirty years the river flows east, thirty years it flows west. Don't look down on the young. From today onward, the grudge between us is wiped clean," Luo Feng said with a faint smile.

He then waved his hand and leaped onto the Silver Dragon Wa'ersi's back. The Silver Dragon Wa'ersi glared viciously at Kenyon. "Kenyon, you'd better remember this day! My boss spared you today. From now on, whenever you see me, Lord Wa'ersi the Silver Dragon, you'd better give me a wide berth. Wherever I am, you'd better stay away. Don't let me run into you, or next time I won't just injure you. I'll tear you apart alive."

Naturally, Kenyon didn't dare say anything more. He couldn't even beat Luo Feng, who had only just entered the Saint Domain, so how could he hope to beat a Saint-level Magical Beast? He could only lie there obediently.

The crowd below was completely dumbfounded. They had expected an unparalleled battle, but who could have imagined that Kenyon, a personal disciple of the venerable War God and a Saint Domain expert himself, could not withstand even one exchange with Luo Feng? Kenyon had been defeated in a single move.

The battle on Jiao Mountain at War God Mountain in the imperial capital spread by word of mouth among tens of thousands of people, traveling at an astonishing speed. Luo Feng's fame reached its zenith for a time, and his became the most dazzling name on the entire Yulan Continent!

He was the most dazzling Saint Domain expert on the Yulan Continent. His name spread across the entire continent just as the War God's had in years past, and some wandering poets continually retold his legend in song. Countless young people took Luo Feng as their goal and strove and worked hard!

This was different from the fame Luo Feng had gained through his challenges in the imperial capital six years ago. Luo Feng was now a Saint Domain expert. Before, as an expert of only the ninth rank, he had been a genius at most, but now that genius had become one of the continent's experts.