The King of the Gods
Chapter 22: The Birth of the Black Horse
Hu!
Zhao Feng sighed as he sat down.
Zhao Feng was the block horse that appeared in the group contest. Using only his core ranked martial arts he had defeated everyone in his path.
Even Zhao Chengang, who was ranked seventh among the outer disciples, had lost.
“I want to know how the continuation of other groups. '' Zhao Fengs eyes observed the other group. The preliminaries were divided into ten different groups, with each group having a strong mix between strong disciples and weak ones.
Apart from Zhao Feng there were many others who had won twenty consecutive matches, so they could also advance directly to the next round. The fastest among them was Zhao Yijian of the second group.
Zhao Yijian's sword was extremely fast, before his opponent could react it had reached their throat. In terms of speed to enter the next round, Zhao Yijian was even faster than Zhao Yue.
"Among the outer disciples, only the top three, Zhao Yufei, Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian, could threaten me. ”
Zhao Yue's age was a little higher, seventeen years old, and her muscular body looked extremely large.
"The Wind Fist's Reverse!" A disciple of the third rank punched Zhao Yue, but the latter did not even move.
What's up!?
The student began to sweat.
What defense!
Zhao Feng was a little surprised. The full attack of the third rank could not even injure Zhao Yue in the slightest. Zhao Yue must have trained a high rank body strengthening skill to allow his defense to surpass the damage dealt by the same rank.
At least Zhao Feng could not take a punch from a third rank cultivator with just his body.
If Zhao Yijian was said to be quick and burst, then Zhao Yue was the opposite. He was slow and his defense was impenetrable.
Zhao Yufei used gentleness to defeat the violence. He casually waved his hand and defeated the opponent. His every move seemed flawless. She was wearing a purple robe and her beauty was incredible. Those who witnessed it had a refreshing feeling.
"Who is he? To have the power of a pseudo martial artist at a very young age. "Even some inner disciples were attracted by Zhao Yufei.
“She is beautiful and talented at the same time. When people like him enter the inner disciples, we won't even have a chance. ”
“He's too young. Two more years and she could probably be compared to the most beautiful girl of Sun Feather City, Qiu Mengyu. ”
……
Up to a certain point, more people focused on him than Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian, the first and second. This was mainly due to her beauty and talent.
Soon ten groups each had someone win twenty games in a row. The first group was Zhao Yue, the second group Zhao Yijian, the third group Zhao Yufei, the fourth group Zhao Gan, the fifth group Zhao Guang ……
They were all ranked among the ten outer disciples.
However, there was one unexpected person from the group of seven. Zhao Feng was the dark horse that rushed out and took Zhao Chengang's place.
Apart from these ten people, not many people had won twenty matches in a row.
The group contest continues until there are ten people left in each group. Using the time of one day, there were now a total of a hundred disciples left. These hundred were the elites of the outer disciples.
The second day a hundred people once again met at Sky Martial Field.
After resting for one night, Zhao Feng felt extremely energetic. He discovered that these matches had helped to increase his cultivation to a certain extent.
“Today we will enter the second round of elimination! You are all elites of the outer disciples, but today, half of you will be eliminated, leaving fifty of you to enter the final tournament! This is the rule ..... ”A sound is heard all over the field.
One hundred contestants held their breaths as they listened to the rules.
Ranking is done by earning points, everyone starts with one point and each game they win will add their points one by one, with each defeat one point will be deducted.
Finally, the fifty people with the most points would fight against the inner disciples.
"Start!" The judge's voice sounded.
"Number one hundred and forty-four vs number twenty-six!"
"Number seventy-three vs number four hundred twenty-nine!"
Ten different stages all the matches take place.
Many would admit defeat if they saw that their opponents were too strong. For example, Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian, their opponents admitted defeat once they saw them. They would rather save their strength for the next round.
"Number one hundred eighty-eight vs number one hundred sixty-nine!"
It was Zhao Feng's turn. His opponent was the black-faced young man of the second rank.
"I admit defeat!" The black-faced young man saw that it was Zhao Feng so he immediately gave up.
Zhao Feng was a little stunned.
The black-faced young man was in the same group as Zhao Feng during the first round, but they never exchanged blows.
The battle of the second and fourth strongest outer disciples easily gained the attention of the crowd. These two people were ranked in the top five and at first their strength did not have much of a difference.
Zhao Feng was slightly moved because Zhao Gan's strength had increased a lot since their meeting last month. He had also trained the Thirteen Change Poisonous Snakes for the tenth change, meaning that he now possessed the strength of a pseudo martial artist.
Zhao Gan's strength was on par with Xin Fei of the Sky Cloud Forest.
“Although you have grown a lot, you will still lose to me like you used to. '' Zhao Yijian as he increased his speed once again.
"This is the Ice Flowing Sword's high-ranking skill! This is a very difficult skill to train! ” Someone call.
Zhao Yijian's sword became faster and faster.
Zhao Gan was able to dodge at first, but as time went on he was increasingly able to dodge. Soon some slash marks appeared on Zhao Gan's body.
"Zhao Yijian won!" The judge stopped the fight because they wanted Zhao Gan to proceed to the next round as well without getting hurt.
At this moment, Zhao Gan's back was filled with cold sweat as he looked at Zhao Yijian in disbelief, “How did you do this…. . ? ”
Zhao Yijian used less than ten moves to defeat Zhao Gan.
"Zhao Yijian's strength is very strong!" One of the Zhao sect disciples exclaimed.
Zhao Yijian and Zhao Gan had indeed argued before, but at that moment the fight lasted a long time, with them exchanging over a hundred blows, but now he only needed ten!
"Zhao Yijian's strength could probably be compared to Zhao Yue's now. "some guesses.
Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yue. The power of one is attack while the other is defense.
What would happen if the two met?
Many are waiting for the clash …. .
Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yue were two hot choices for the title of "strongest outer disciple".
Zhao Yufei did not lose either.
Zhao Fengs face remained calm as he looked. He has now won forty-four games in a row. But now he was meeting a strong opponent. It was a fifth rank outer disciple, Zhao Guang!
Zhao Guang had over forty points as well and the only losing match was against Zhao Yue.
“Hehe, son! Your line ends here! ” Zhao Guang laughs happily.
Many looked excitedly towards Zhao Feng.
Fifth rank Zhao Guang was the strongest opponent he had faced so far.
"Your strength barely made it into the rank of a quasi martial artist. '' Zhao Feng said calmly.
"Thul? Then I will have a sense of what skills you have aside from core ranked martial arts. "Zhao Guang's eyes blinked.
Shua!
As soon as he finished his words, he moved to Zhao Feng's side.
"What speed!"
“Zhao Guang and Zhao Yufei are both known for their footwork. ”
Zhao Guang's speed caused a lot of praise from the crowd.
Speed contest? Zhao Feng stared mockingly at Zhao Guang.
Shua!
When Zhao Guang's palm was just about to hit Zhao Feng, the target disappeared from under his eyes! It was as if his palm was splitting Zhao Feng into the air.
"Not good… . . "Think Zhao Guang.
A hua!
The disciples below stared at the sight. Many who reacted quickly looked behind Zhao Guang.
Fist the Angry Dragon!
Zhao Guang only felt something coming to his back.
Whah!
Zhao Guang instinctively tried to block the blow, and managed to do so, but then she felt a raging force defeating her.
Explosion——
Zhao Guang felt back a few meters and almost fell down.
"What skills did he learn to make his speed so fast!" Zhao Guang's heart palpitated in shock.