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Chapter 23 – High Level of High Ranked Skills

After the first exchange, the difference was immediately noticeable.


Zhao Guang finally steadied herself as she stared in shock.


Zhao Feng did not attack. In terms of speed, he had full confidence that even some fourth rank cultivators would not be able to defeat him.


At this point, the battle between Zhao Feng and Zhao Guang was the focus of the entire crowd.


"His speed was even faster than Zhao Guang!" The top three outer disciples were stunned.


“Really beautiful footwork skills!” The elders watching were also shocked.


"His skills are very familiar." The chief judge muttered.


“He has learned Lightly Floating Ferries! I'm sure!" A martial artist stared at Zhao Feng elaborately. This martial artist once studied Lightly Floating Ferry. However, it was too difficult to train in the Lightly Floating Ferry, even though it was only one part of the skill, so he only practiced for two years before giving up.


“This Lightly Floating Ferry!”


“To be able to train Lightly Floating Ferry to such a high level means his comprehension is not bad”


Although Lightly Floating Ferries were a high ranking skill, it was a broken skill so its potential was limited.


"Zhao Feng attacked!"


Zhao Feng was like the wind, his speed was too fast. Zhao Guang used all of his strength but still could not dodge Zhao Feng's attack.


"The fifth attitude of the Angry Dragon!"


Angry Dragon Fists are so popular among middle ranked martial arts skills that they are easy to spot.


the pah! Pa! Bengs.


Zhao Feng punched towards Zhao Guang. Zhao Guang felt as if he could not breathe because the pressure was too strong. Every blow would make him fall back. He was completely dominated by Zhao Feng.


In terms of speed, Zhao Feng easily surpassed him. In terms of strength, Zhao Feng also exceeded him.


Whoa!


After blocking the eighth blow, Zhao Guang spat out a mouthful of blood and surrendered. Zhao Guang, who was ranked fifth, lost in ten moves.


Even though they knew Zhao Feng was strong, and could challenge the top five, the results surprised them. Zhao Feng's performance was no weaker than Zhao Yue and co.


“The intelligence of this child is very high. Not only did he train his core rank martial arts to the maximum level, he also trained the Angry Dragon Fist to the peak level. ”


"He could defeat Zhao Guang just by relying on his peak level, middle rank martial arts skill." The elders praised Zhao Feng.


Match continues.


There were only four people who won outright: Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, Zhao Yufei and Zhao Feng. These four are known as the "Four Strong".


“Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng!” The crowd cheered as Zhao Feng took the stage. Each time he continued, most opponents admitted defeat, or lost in less than three moves.


Zhao Feng even met Zhao Kun.


"I'm giving up!" Zhao Kun bit his teeth and wanted to dig a hole to hide in it.


Zhao Feng's strength had surpassed his brother's, how would he win?


The Four Strong continued to dominate their match. Many were anticipating when the Four Strong would clash


Finally, after sixty victories, Zhao Yue, who was ranked first, faced Zhao Yijian, who was ranked second.


“Zhao Yue! Zhao Yue!”


“Zhao Yijian! Zhao Yijian!”


Many people shouted out in anticipation.


“Zhao Yue! Since the battle I lost to you half a year ago, we have finally met again!” Zhao Yijian was full of fighting desires.


In the outer disciples, Zhao Yue was an extremely low key. All he did was cultivate every day and therefore, his foundation was the most solid, allowing him to constantly sit on the number one seat.


"Do your step, we'll see if your Cold Flow Sword is stronger than my Metal Body." High Zhao Yue towered above Zhao Yijian.


Jiang!


Zhao Yijian took out his sword from the sheath.


When the Cold Flowing Sword was used, the air felt like it was freezing.


“Palm Metal!” Zhao Yue's body stood upright as her fist punched towards the sword.


The peng!


The explosion made the eardrums of low-level cultivators tremble.


Zhao Yijian took two steps back then spun around to stab Zhao Yue's lower body.


"One is defensive while the other is offensive."


If Zhao Feng did not form an inner strength then he would not be able to break through Zhao Yue's defenses.


ding! ding! Bengs..


The fight of Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian went into hot red mode. Zhao Yijian's sword became even faster. Ice-cold air enveloped Zhao Yue's body.


Zhao Yue continued to block Zhao Yijian's sword.


If it was another third rank, not Zhao Yue, they would have finished in one move.


“The foundation of Zhao Yue is very strong and her skills are defense. If Zhao Yijian could not win in half the time it took the tea to boil then he would not win.


“Hehe, half the time it takes to boil tea? He won't take that long.” The middle-aged man, who was Zhao Yijian's father said confidently.


"Oh?" The chief judge's expression changed.


At this moment, the battle suddenly changed.


Hu!


Zhao Yue groaned as her arm was cut off.


‘How can my Metal Body be damaged ….? Zhao Yue's face turned white.


Metal Body was a skill that made one's body become as strong as metal. Accompanied by Metal Fist, his strength and defense had reached the limit. He believed that no one below the fourth rank could break through his defenses.


"High-level high-level martial arts skills!" Judge shouts.


A high-level martial art?


The nearby disciples took cold breaths.


For most high ranked martial arts, it was already quite difficult to train them to a low level, and training them to a high level, was many times more difficult.


However, after reaching a high level, the damage to the skill would be fifty percent higher than at a low level.


Flowing Cold Sword was already a terrifying high-level attack skill. When someone of the third rank trained him to the low level, one could possess the strength of a pseudo martial artist. If one trained it to a high level, it could threaten martial artists.


“High level martial arts high rank! No wonder! Congratulations Zhao Tianjian, for having such a talented son. ” The main judge smiled towards the middle-aged man. Zhao Tianjian was Zhao Yijian's father.


"Thank you, elder!" Zhao Tianjian was surprised because the main judge was an elder, which meant that his status was much higher than his.


Onstage.


“Cold Ice Lightning!”


Zhao Yijian pushed the sword to an even faster speed.


Fscss!


Zhao Yue's shirt was torn to pieces as her body was cut several times.


"Zhao Yijian won!" The judge immediately said.


“High level martial arts high rank. I did not lose unfairly. ” Zhao Yue said with a sigh.


After defeating Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian's momentum could not be stopped.


“Zhao Yijian! Zhao Yijian!”


The crowd below cheered. Many young men looked at him in admiration. Zhao Yijian was now the king of the outer disciples.


Zhao Yijian scanned the area and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Feng. His lips curved into a cold smile as he looked at Zhao Feng with disdain.


"Brother Jian!" Zhao Xue whose face was completely red ran towards him. He believed that his strength was second to none. At the same time, he glanced towards Zhao Feng.


Zhao Feng was expressionless.


Now there were only three people left with perfect records, Zhao Yijian, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei. However, now there was not much anticipation left.


In the opinion of the crowd, Zhao Yijian would not lose to anyone from the outer disciples. He would even rank highly among the inner disciples!


"High level high level martial arts?" Zhao Feng muttered.


His perfect record continued to rise and soon reached sixty victories. Sixty-one wins.


However, the fight between Zhao Yijian and Zhao Feng was inevitable.


Finally, at the sixty-ninth match, Zhao Feng saw a purple-clothed youth standing on the stage.


It's Zhao Yijian!


The crowd became silent as the two faced each other. After all, Zhao Feng also had a perfect record.


“Zhao Feng! You won't admit defeat, will you? ” Zhao Yijian said mockingly.


In his opinion, the only one who was his opponent was Zhao Yue, the other one was trash.