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Chapter 18 – Rating

"I did it." Zhao Feng refrained from shouting


At this moment, he only needed one thought to emit a faint green light from his palm. If one did not look closely, one would not be able to see it. This was the first thread of Inner Strength that Zhao Feng formed. He never thought that his dream would be so close to him.


Once one formed their first thread of Inner Strength, the barrier to the fourth rank was almost non-existent.


For Zhao Feng, now was only a matter of time. He only needed to reach the peak of the third rank and he would be able to step into the fourth rank, becoming a true martial artist.


“There have not been any other outer disciples in the Zhao sect who have formed their first thread of Inner Strength. Even Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian” When Zhao Feng thought up to here, he had a satisfied expression.


Being able to form an inner strength at the third rank meant that he was unstoppable for his cultivation level.


"A two hundred-year-old blood plant can't be wasted." Zhao Feng felt his body still had the remains of a blood plant so he formed several threads of Inner Strength.


Inner strength is one's strength compressed to a higher level. In order to consolidate his Inner Strength, Zhao Feng meditated for one day and one night.


The moment he stepped out of his room, he felt that every single breath of his could instantly cause great pressure.


Zhao Feng's parents were also aware of this.


“Feng’er seems a little different. It seems like he has more energy at the moment. ” Zhao Shi smile.


"It's time for the acceleration of its growth." His father Zhao Tianyang even felt a faint pressure emanating from Zhao Feng.


Their feelings are not wrong. This change had indeed happened to Zhao Feng.


After merging with the mysterious eyes, Zhao Fengs blood began to slowly change..


The most obvious point was his strength, it was increasing rapidly.


His height and mental energy also grew.


Adding to the change in his heart state, his entire aura had changed.


“Even my parents can see that I have changed. This meant that martial artists could easily see that I had formed Inner Strength. ” Zhao Feng thought hard. There was still one month left until the family debate contest, and the goal was to enter the top three!


"I need a way to hide my inner strength." Immediately, a hundred martial arts skills appeared in his mind.


He immediately picked a skill named "Hiding Air Technique".


The Water Hiding Technique was not a combat skill, it could not even increase one's cultivation. The reason why Zhao Feng took it earlier was because it was a peak middle rank martial art, the same level as the Furious Dragon Fist.


If the Hiding Air Technique was trained to a low level, it could hide one's inner strength and cultivation. When it reached a high level, one could control its aura. When it reached the peak level, one could remove its aura, which could be used to track and spy. Not even a dog can smell someone's presence.


Zhao Feng started practicing the Air Hiding Technique on the same day. Although it was a peak, middle rank martial art, it was easy for Zhao Feng to practice within it.


Using only half a day's time, Zhao Feng had trained the Air Concealment Technique to a low level, meaning that he was now able to hide his inner strength. Even a true martial artist of the fourth rank or higher would not be able to know that Zhao Feng had inner strength.


“According to the book, one needs at least a few months to train it to a low level.” Zhao Feng was a little surprised, but then he thought about how he had even studied Lightly Floating Ferry, which was a high-level martial art.


Since the Air Concealment Technique was now at a low level, Zhao Feng could now walk around openly.


After a few more days, it was time to register for the family sparring contest.


“Feng’er, you can sign up for a family sparring contest now. Don't forget to sign up.” Zhao Tianyang warned him.


“Alright, I'll go now.” Zhao Feng was very confident.


Zhao Tianyang nodded his head, “You have reached the third rank. You should be able to reach the top hundred. ”


"Top hundred?" Zhao Feng laughed as he shook his head. His parents did not trust him much. Zhao Feng felt confident that if he could not occupy the first position, he could still occupy the top three.


Soon after, Zhao Feng arrived at the registration place.


The family debate contest is held once every three years and the registration time is one month before the contest itself.


There were many other disciples lining up when Zhao Feng arrived.


"Did you hear? This year's prize is great!” A disciple of Zhao said.


“Gift? Tell us! No wonder you are an inner disciple. ” Some of the surrounding disciples had interested expressions as they looked towards the inner disciple.


"No wonder he deserves to be an inner disciple." Zhao Feng thought, "Every random inner disciple has such power."


“Those who become one of the top fifty will become inner disciples and will have the opportunity to enter the second floor of the Martial Arts Library and choose a high ranked martial arts skill. They would also receive a three hundred year old blood plant. Those who reached the top twenty could choose two high ranked martial arts skills and would obtain two, three hundred years of blood plants.


The inner disciple stopped.


“Wah! Three hundred year old blood plant! This sect spent a lot of money for this year's contest.”


“High rank martial arts skills! Normal students will probably never learn it.” The disciples around looked surprised by the news. Even Zhao Feng felt excited.


A three hundred year old blood plant was worth three thousand silver. Clearly, the fact that they had to enter the second floor of the Martial Arts Library was more appealing to him.


"If I get the chance to break into the second floor of the Martial Arts Library, I can bring out a large number of high ranking skills." Zhao Feng was full of anticipation.


This time the inner disciple continued, "The top ten can choose two high ranked martial arts and will also obtain a five hundred year old blood plant!"


Five hundred year old blood plant!


Many disciples rubbed their palms as they thought about it. One five hundred year old blood plant was worth ten thousand silver!


"It seems that the top three can choose a peak rank skill, two high rank skills and will also obtain" the blood pill Yun.


"Top rank martial arts!"


"Yun's blood pills?"


A person who trains in peak rank martial arts can cultivate up to the ninth rank of the Martial Path. As for the "Yun Blood Pill", it was a precious pill that helped increase one's cultivation.


This type of precious pill was worth over fifty thousand silver


“What do you get from the first place?” Someone asked.


"You're right. Usually the first place gets an extra reward. ” Some disciple Zhao said.


“First place will definitely have extra gifts, but even I don't know what it is.” The inner disciple shook his head.


Uh.


The students were disappointed. However, because they did not know, they felt more interested in finding out.


After waiting a long time. Zhao Feng finally arrived at the registration place and took the badge. The badge had the number 188 on it. Zhao Feng knew now how many numbers he had.


The Zhao Sect had several hundred disciples who were entering the contest. According to the rules, there were only fifty places for inner disciples under the age of eighteen.


There were fifty inner disciples at this moment.


This means that some inner disciples can be eliminated and then replaced by newer generations of disciples. Therefore, this contest was extremely cruel.


After enlisting Zhao Feng returned home to work even harder.


Days pass. The time for the family sparring contest is getting closer.


Twenty days before the family sparring contest started, there was already an estimated ranking list. And the one who ranked first was the genius inner disciple of the Zhao sect, Zhao Linlong!


Zhao Linlong had reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path two years ago. He was ranked third in the last contest. At that time he was not fifteen years old.


Now, he was one of the four geniuses of Sun Feather City. There was no doubt that he was the strongest!


Second place was Zhao Chi, third place Zhao Han, fourth place Zhao Qin Twenty-first place Zhao Yue! When Zhao Feng saw this, he took a cold breath. Zhao Yue, the first among the outer disciples, did not even reach twenty inner disciples.


Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yufei were ranked thirty-eight and forty respectively.


As for Zhao Gan and Zhao Guang who were both ranked in the top five among the outer disciples, they were ranked overall as forty-nine and fifty-three. The ranking had a total of a hundred people. Zhao Feng continued to search.


And finally!


On the second name from the back in the list, Zhao Feng finally found his own name.