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Chapter 20 – Martial Arts Skills Core Rankings

The voice was heard as the official start of the family sparring contest.


The field became quiet.


“First outbreak, group stage! The contestants would be divided into ten groups, spread over ten stages. Now we will start dividing groups .... ”.


Under the guidance of the sect, the outer disciples were divided into ten different groups


"Number 188, seventh stage!"


Zhao Feng headed to the seventh stage.


The rule is, in each stage, ten people will be selected from fifty people to proceed to the next round. For example, Zhao Feng's group had fifty-two people, and only ten of them would proceed to the next round.


Using his left eye, Zhao Feng scanned the ten groups and realized that the group's separation was rigged. The most obvious one was that the top ten disciples were all in different groups.


For example, Zhao Yue, the first one had been sent to the first group. Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yufei, were sent to the second and third groups respectively. This meant that the top disciples would not meet too early.


“Each group has strong and weak disciples that are evenly spread. This means there will not be many young men who will advance through luck.” Zhao Feng nodded in agreement.


Furthermore, Zhao Feng started surveying the people who threatened him the most.


The strongest was Zhao Chengang, who was ranked seventh among the outer disciples. Zhao Chengang stood upright as the peak of his third rank aura spread out.


To be able to rank among the top ten among the outer disciples meant that they had their own skills. Zhao Feng was shocked when he sensed the familiar person in the group of seven. It was a beautiful figure in white clothes.


"Sister Feng." Zhao Xue said as she looked at Zhao Feng.


Zhao Feng nodded in response.


“Xue Small! Its alright. Brother Yijian told me to beat up Zhao Feng and make him unable to achieve good results.” Zhao Chengang, who was ranked first of the group, said as he walked towards Zhao Xue.


“You Zhao Xue was about to say something but stopped herself from doing it.


He did not know why he did not want Zhao Feng to achieve such a good result…..


At this point the tournament begins.


"Thirteen vs Sixty-Five!"


"Fourty-eight vs Three hundred and fifty-five!"


"One hundred and seventy-nine vs. Twenty-four!"


………………


The jury's voice was heard in each group.


The first few rounds ended quickly.


The jurors were all from the sect and had rich experience. For one-sided matches, the jury can always quickly make the right decision.


For example, Zhao Chengang defeated his opponent in one hit.


"One hundred and eighty-eight vs. Twenty-four!"


It was Zhao Feng's turn.


Teng!


His body quickly landed on the stage.


Twenty-four was a young man who had second rank cultivation. His eyes let out a fright as he realized that Zhao Feng was ranked third.


“Turning Wind Palm!” The slightly fat young man bit his teeth and attacked with all his might. The skill he used was at middle rank and used speed to try and win.


“Fire Metal Boxing!” Zhao Feng casually waved his fist.


As he used his fist skill, the expression of the jury on the seventh stage changed. This was because Zhao Feng used a core rank martial arts skill!


the pah!


As they exchanged blows, those slightly fat youths were sent flying.


"Number one hundred and eighty-eight wins!" said judge.


Since Zhao Feng's opponent wasn't strong, he didn't get much attention.


“Hmph! This kid is very arrogant, using a core rank martial art!” The students below giggled.


"Number one hundred and eighty-eight vs number sixty-six!" Soon, it was time for Zhao Feng to go up again.


There is a rule in each group: once lost a total of ten games, one was eliminated. The match would not stop until there were only ten people left.


If one could win twenty matches in a row, one would be promoted to the second round.


Zhao Feng's second match was against a horse-faced young man who had cultivation at the peak of the second rank.


“Fire Metal Boxing!” Zhao Feng didn't even think as he hit the opponent's vital parts.


the pah!


The horse-faced young man grimaced as he fell head over heels onto the ground.


"He used a core ranked martial art again!" Sect disciple Zhao looked on with disdain.


"Number one hundred and eighty-eight wins!"


This was already Zhao Feng's second victory. However, for the next two matches, Zhao Feng still used a core ranked martial art.


Four wins in a row!


“This boy is too arrogant! Did he think he was invincible by using a core ranked martial art?


“Hmph! His opponent is not even strong! Once he faced someone of the same rank, it wouldn't be that easy!” The students below giggled.


"Number one hundred and eighty-eight vs number forty-seven!" Finally, in the fifth round, Zhao Feng's opponent was someone of the third rank, who was also ranked in the top five in his group.


“Zhao Kui! Beat that kid!” Someone shouted. Many who were already dissatisfied were Zhao Feng.


"Son, this is as far as you go." Zhao Kui's muscular body stood at the front. His incredible strength was all solidified in his muscles. He usually just has to stand there and the second-ranked will concede defeat due to the pressure.


There was a total of around sixty people who had reached the third rank among the outer disciples. Therefore, the third rank was considered strong in the group.


"Use all your skills." Zhao Feng faintly smiled, he did not place a normal third rank in his eyes.


“Hahaha..... if you have the guts, keep using that core ranked martial art!” Zhao Kui laughed and, like a lion, pounced towards Zhao Feng.


“The Lion King's anger!” Zhao Kui condensed all his strength into his body. Most of the peak third rankers would not even deal with it.


“Hehe is not bad! See if you can block my movements, Flaming Metal Fist!” Zhao Feng was actually still using core level martial arts!


Flaming Metal Fist again? The students who were watching almost fainted.


Hu!


A loud sound rang out from the seventh stage and a shout immediately followed.


The explosion!


What's up!? The crowd below stared at this scene.


"Number one hundred and eighty-eight wins!" Even the judge felt it was unbelievable. He again won with a core ranked martial art!


Five wins in a row!


It slapped the faces of the disciples on purpose.


“Core ranked martial arts…. How is this possible……….?" Zhao Kui walked off the stage, his face green.


After defeating Zhao Kui, Zhao Feng's match became even easier.


Five victories... Six victories!


Then, all those below the third rank admitted defeat when they saw it. The only other person with the same record as him in group seven was Zhao Chengang.


“It looks like this kid has trained a core rank martial art to the peak level, no wonder it is so powerful. Hehe wait until you meet me, then I will let you feel a high-level martial arts skill..... ”Zhao Chengang laughed coldly.


Until now Zhao Feng and Zhao Chengang had been known as the "Duo Eagles" of the seventh stage, as the two of them had not lost a single match.


Seven wins….. Eight wins…….. Nine wins.... Ten wins in a row!


“Who do you think is stronger? Zhao Feng or Zhao Chengang?”


"I think Zhao Chengang is a little stronger, but Zhao Feng is also not weak, he is a dark horse."


They have two people with the same line unlike other groups where there is only one dominant figure.


For example, all the opponents Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian faced, they all admitted defeat.


Zhao Yijian's strength was too strong. Every move he took could kill his opponent. Only group seven had the title of "Duo Eagles". Many were excited and looking forward to the clash between Zhao Feng and Zhao Chengang.


In Zhao Fengs twelfth match, he met a person he knew.


It was Zhao Xue!


This is an awkward opponent.


"Little Xue, admit defeat." Zhao Feng said calmly.


Zhao Xue had just made it to the top of the second rank, she was definitely not her match.


Even Zhao Yijian, who was in group two, turned to look at what was going on.


“Acknowledging defeat? Never was!" Zhao Xue bit her teeth as her face turned stubborn. He would never allow himself to admit defeat in front of Zhao Feng.


When they were in Green Leaf Village, Zhao Xue loved Zhao Feng, thinking he was the most talented young man ever. However, after entering Sun Feather City he realized that Green Leaf Village was very small in comparison……


Being a weak woman, she couldn't adapt to the cruel new environment, so she made the difficult decision – to ascend to the third ranked Zhao Yijian. Zhao Xue would never allow herself to admit defeat to her first love which she then threw away.


"Good!" Zhao Feng shook his head helplessly.


"Floating Wind Hands!" Zhao Xue was like the wind that fused with that palm and headed straight for Zhao Fengs head. [Floating Wind Hand] was a martial arts skill at the peak of the middle rank and was suitable for women as it used gentleness to break the violence.


In terms of ranking martial arts skills, [Floating Wind Hand] was the same as [Angry Dragon Fists], but it could withstand the latter from using its full potential, he said, like how it could withstand [Flaming Metal Fists] as well.


“Fire Metal Boxing!” Zhao Feng did not move and simply threw a punch.


Pa!


Fist and palm are intertwined.


Suddenly Zhao Xue groaned and started to fall.


ke!


Zhao Feng gently sighed and tried to help Zhao Xue stabilize. Anyways….. They grew up together and he couldn't bear to see her hurt.


"Let's Wind Pointing!" As Zhao Feng held onto Zhao Xue, the latter's eyes flickered coldly and his jade-like fingers sliced through Zhao Feng's chest.


This scene caused many disciples to shout in fear. At such a close distance, Zhao Feng could not dodge at all.


“Hmph!” Zhao Feng's expression turned furious and his body suddenly exploded with force, sending Zhao Xue flying.


Plash!


Zhao Xue screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood as she landed on the ground.


"Number one hundred and eighty-eight wins." The judge said as he looked at Zhao Xue with disdain. It was obvious Zhao Xue's actions were not pleasing to him.


"Xue’er!" Zhao Yijian ran over.


Zhao Feng coldly walked down the stage. He had never thought that Zhao Xue would attack him under such conditions.


“Nak..... We will meet later! I'll give you a personal experience of shame!” Zhao Yijian said coldly.


"I'll wait." Zhao Feng turned around and left without bothering to look at Zhao Xue.


He then heard Zhao Xue say in the background, "Brother Jian, you should take revenge for me …."


After defeating Zhao Xue, Zhao Feng had won twelve matches.


Twelve victories….. Thirteen victories!


Zhao Fengs record continued to rise.


His core rank fist skill annihilated everyone at the seventh stage. Only "Zhao Chengang" in the seventh stage had the same record as him.


“There are still six games left until I can enter the next round.”


However, in the fifteenth round, Zhao Feng met Zhao Chengang who was ranked first in the group. The Eagles duo were now facing each other! The atmosphere has reached******** on the seventh stage!


"They've finally met each other!" The disciples of the seventh stage sighed deeply as they became excited. Even some of the contestants from the other stage seemed to be waiting on the seventh stage.


The jury of the seventh stage smiled.


“Son, I finally met you. If you have a skill then continue to use your core rankfist skill.” Zhao Chengang licked his lips as his eyes showed a playful tone.


In terms of strength Zhao Chengang was ranked top ten among outer disciples and had learned a high rank martial art, which was three ranks higher than core rank martial arts.


"Why not? I will continue to use my core rank boxing skills. ” Zhao Feng said calmly.


Whaaat! He would still use a core rank fist skill? The crowd was filled with cold breaths.


"Did this kid eat the wrong medicine?"


“Too arrogant! Did he think that, just by using his core ranked fist skill alone, he could defeat an entire group?


……


“Still….. Still using the core rank boxing skill?”


The judge's face twitched. Even from the judge's point of view, he thought that Zhao Feng was too arrogant!


Being the opponent, Zhao Chengang's smile froze, as if he had been slapped ……