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Chapter 19 – Early Martial Contest

"Ninety-nine?"


Zhao Feng's lips curved into a smile, "I'm getting excited for this contest……"


Those who could enter the top hundred rankings were all considered talented in the sect.


After all, there were over thousands of young men between twelve and eighteen in the sect. And at least five hundred of them had entered the competition.


If Zhao Feng hadn't joined those mysterious eyes, he wouldn't even have the right to enter right now.


“There are still twenty days left. I need to use my time wisely ” Zhao Feng goes straight home to prepare for the competition.


The time of the family debate contest is approaching.


All of the Zhao sect youths were under a tense atmosphere. Many disciples even broke through under this pressure


This was the result desired by the higher levels of the Zhao sect.


After Zhao Feng returned home, apart from consolidating his Inner Strength, he continued to train in the Fist of the Enraged Dragon. Until now, Angry Dragon Fists were Zhao Fengs most powerful attack skill.


Half a month ago, he had trained the Angry Dragon Fist to a high level.”


Now, his Angry Dragon Skill had reached the peak level. ”


The peak level represented ninety percent or higher of his maximum damage, which was over fifty percent stronger than at the high level. Up until now Zhao Feng had never heard of any other outer disciples who had trained mid-level skills to the peak level.


There was still half a month left until the contest.


Zhao Feng put more energy into cultivating. Its main focus is the Air Crossing Breathing Technique as it helps the Inner Strength. In order to advance his cultivation, Zhao Feng even used his three hundred year old blood plant.


Since he had formed the first few threads of Inner Strength, his cultivation had increased at an insane speed and had easily broken through to the peak of the third rank. He was only half a step away from entering the fourth rank.


Hu~


Zhao Feng let out a long breath. He trained his body to the maximum.


“There are still three days left. I wonder if I can reach fourth place. ” Zhao Feng muttered.


Being the most favored genius of the Zhao sect, Zhao Linlong had apparently reached the fourth rank two years ago.


Over the next two days, Zhao Feng tried to reach the fourth rank but failed in both of his attempts. It's still within his expectations.


"My inner strength and body strength are still far from reaching the fourth rank." Zhao Feng immediately found the reason. The first three ranks of the Martial Path spoke of a strong foundation. If the foundation is not solid, it will affect nature later.


And for the past two months Zhao Feng had broken through with extreme speed, which made his foundation not strong enough. Zhao Feng knew this and did not forcibly try to reach the fourth rank.


Soon there was only one day left.


"The family debate contest is about to start tomorrow!" Zhao Feng took a deep breath and a faint green light appeared as he opened his palm. Having inner strength, he could instantly kill a third rank cultivator. Now, his strength was no longer a quasi martial artist. It was a half-step martial artist!


A quasi martial artist could easily defeat a normal third rank in one or two moves and would even cause a number of threats to deadly beasts like the Green-Headed Tiger King. However, after one reached the half-step point of a martial artist, one's strength exceeded that of a quasi martial artist.


Zhao Feng could now even exchange a few blows with the Green-Headed Tiger King. The biggest difference between him and the martial artist was not inner strength, but rather body strength.


That night, in a certain garden in the Zhao sect.


Jiang!


A sword was pulled from its sheath and created an illusion in the air. The owner of the sword was a purple-clothed young man. His sword force had reached a frightening level.


His casual attacks could be compared to Xin Fei's Cracked Wind Sword, which could kill third rank cultivators in a single move.


“Yijianer, not bad! You have trained the Cold Flowing Sword high-ranking skill to a high level. Of the outer disciples, perhaps only you have trained a high-level martial art to a high level. ” A middle-aged man said with a smile.


The purple-clothed youth was Zhao Yijian who was ranked third among the outer disciples.


“It looks like the first place among the outer disciples will change soon. And Zhao Feng, that insect, will be crushed under my feet!” Zhao Yijian said coldly.


When he mentioned Zhao Feng, his sword suddenly shot out five different blows. The power he used would even shock a true martial artist.


“Yijian’er, your vision is limited. Don't just think about the outer disciples. ” The middle-aged man shook his head, “Your true opponents are inner disciples! With your strength, you can easily get into the top twenty, but you will make me blush if you can reach the top ten. ”


“Yes, dad! I am seventy percent sure I can enter the top ten.” Zhao Yijian was very confident when he said this.


In another building in the Zhao sect.


“Yufei, the preliminaries start tomorrow. How confident are you?” A one-armed old man said with a smile.


"Don't worry grandfather, I have full confidence that no one among the outer disciples is a match for me." Zhao Yufei's face shone warmly as he smiled.


“You only need to worry about Zhao Yijian. As for Zhao Yue, her skills are defense so she shouldn't be able to threaten you. ” The one-armed old man analyzed.


"Zhao Yijian's? Maybe." Zhao Yufei felt incredible.


Being one of the sect geniuses, no one could enter his eyes. However, he did not know why the young man continued to appear in his mind..


That person was not even ranked in the top ten among the outer disciples


“Also, if you enter the final and meet Zhao Linlong, who is ranked first, don't be stubborn. After all, he was the most powerful among the youths of the Zhao.” sect The old man warned.


At the same time, in a magnificent structure.


“Gan’er, Kun’er, you two should perform well in this year's contest. Especially you Gan’er. Your strength has reached a quasi martial artist. With that, you should aim for the top ten. ” Arrogant voice sounded.


“Yes dad! With my strength, even Zhao Yue, who ranks first among the outer disciples, is not my opponent.” Zhao Gan said casually.


Zhao Kun, who was next to him said, “Zhao Feng! I have reached the third rank now and have trained the Thirteen Poisonous Snake Changes to the first six changes. I will beat you in this contest!”


Even some elders had already anticipated this contest.


Countless Zhao sect disciples rubbed their palms together for tomorrow's fight. Everyone is waiting for an opportunity to change their fate


The next morning.


Just as the sky turned bright, many people appeared as they gathered in the "Heavenly Martial Field", an important area of the sect. Many of those who came were Zhao sect disciples, and some of them had medium or high positions in the sect.


The top three outer disciples Zhao Yijian, Zhao Yue and Zhao Yufei had also arrived.


Even Zhao Feng was here.


This was his first time entering the Sky Martial Field.


Sky Martial Field had ten stages, all of them had a surface area of a hundred meters. As time went on, the students who came increased. However, most of them were outer disciples. Not many inner disciples appeared.


Zhao Feng did not feel strange because first there would be a prelude. The first introduction started with the outer disciples. Fifty outer disciples would then face off against the other fifty inner disciples. The intent of this was to eliminate the weak outer disciples, leaving only the elites behind.


This meant that the inner disciples did not need to enter the preliminaries. They just have to wait for the final tournament which is half a month later.”


Finally, about twenty inner disciples appeared. These inner disciples looked interested as they looked towards the outer disciples.


“Hehehe There are some pretty strong outer disciples. I wonder how many inner disciples will be eliminated. ”


"I think only the top three have a chance to become inner disciples." The inner disciples discussed.


"Look! Zhao Qin, who was ranked fourth among the inner disciples, was here! ”


The crowd went into dead silence.


He was one of the main focuses of the inner disciples. He had a clear face and a calm demeanor. As Zhao Feng examined the girl with his left eye, he discovered that he had an inner strength weaker than himself!


"Defense Artists ….. This Zhao Qin had reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path!" Zhao Feng took a cold breath. Although he knew that the inner disciples had extraordinary talent, it was higher than he expected.


If Zhao Qin, who was at the fourth rank, already had fourth rank cultivation, then how strong would Zhao Linlong, who was at the first rank?


"I heard that Zhao Qin's strength was only weaker than the strength of Zhao Linlong, Zhao Han and Zhao Chi, and it was one step below the four great geniuses of Sun Feather City."


"First place Zhao Linlong, second place Zhao Chi, third place Zhao Han!"


Zhao Yue, the first in the outer disciples, her expression turned ugly. It was clear that none of them felt worthy to watch the match of the outer disciples


Their strength and rank had reached an unshakable step. Perhaps, they would only be seen in the final tournament.


Half an hour later, a voice rang out across the field, “Contest family debate starts now! Today was the introduction and only the outer disciples would participate. Only fifty out of five hundred twenty-two people will proceed to the final tournament!”