The King of the Gods
Chapter 25:Murids Outside the Atad (2)
"Inner strength!"
Ssss!
Cold breaths sounded throughout the field. Everyone was really surprised.
The white-bearded judge stood up and muttered, "Fourteen years old and he already understands the principle of Inner Strength. It could be said that he would easily become a martial artist. His talent could be compared to Zhao Linlong's! "
The attention of the crowd was once again focused on Zhao Feng. This is the new king of the outer disciples.
Zhao Feng looked on in disbelief at his fists. He had seen Zhao Yijian's arm broken, seeing his sword broken in half…. .
He even refrained from using all his strength. Otherwise, Zhao Yijian's injury wouldn't have been as easy as a broken arm. At least half of his arms would be useless. If it was a normal third rank cultivator, this punch would instantly kill him.
“This is the power of inner strength. '' Zhao Feng was trembling with excitement.
The disciples in the crowd looked at Zhao Feng with fear. They now understood the difference in strength between Martial Learners and Martial Artists.
"Zhao Feng won!" The judge stared intently at Zhao Feng. Even though he was biased towards Zhao Yijian, Zhao Feng still won.
Not only did it win, it won at full strength!
"Jianner!" Zhao Tianjian shouted and appeared at Zhao Yijian's side. His speed was so fast that the people nearby only saw a blur.
"What speed!" Zhao Feng estimated that Zhao Yijian's father might have reached the sixth rank of the war path.
The sixth rank of the martial path was peak Martial Artists. Going even further means becoming a Martial Master.
"I'm lost… . I did not expect… . . "Zhao Yijian couldn't feel his left arm.
"Call an alchemist!" Zhao Tianjian saw that there was a possibility that his son's arm had become useless.
"Young man! What does this mean?" Zhao Tianjian had a killer in his eyes as he looked towards Zhao Feng.
The aura of the sixth rank of the warpath caused great pressure towards Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng felt as if the air had frozen. Every word he spoke would consume a lot of energy for him. He was lucky to have his own inner strength to fight against Zhao Tianjian's aura.
Peh! Peh!
The faint green light in his left eye, which was originally three feet and nine tenths of a foot long, began to creep towards the four foot mark ……
Under the pressure, Zhao Feng had increased his cultivation.
"Good! Now I have the requirement to break through to the fourth rank! " Zhao Feng laughed.
After experiencing a great battle and then being under Zhao Tianjian's pressure, it helped him increase his cultivation.
His small change did not fool Zhao Tianjian's eyes.
Can't let him live!
Zhao Tianjian felt that Zhao Feng was a threat to him, “Young man, you are just a lowly branch disciple. Since it injures my son's arm, I will take your cultivation. ”
The shuah!
In an instant, Zhao Tianjian jumped towards Zhao Feng.
No fine!
Zhao Feng felt a great danger coming towards him.
Lucky he was on guard. Both forces began to condense within Zhao Tianjian's body, Zhao Feng had seen it with his left eye.
Teng!
Zhao Feng did not even think at all as he pushed the Lightly Floating Ferry to its limits. He jumped over ten meters tall and barely managed to dodge the attack. However, he knew that this was the only chance he had to dodge.
When Zhao Tianjian missed, he knew something was wrong, "Die!"
He used his own footwork skills to follow Zhao Feng.
"Light Floating Wave!" Zhao Feng double jumped in the air and dashed towards the high-status people of the sect.
He knew that Zhao Tianjian only had an upper middle status within the sect. The higher levels of the sect would not allow Zhao Feng's cultivation to be crippled in front of them.
Sou!
Zhao Feng ran towards his target with the fastest speed.
“Gah! This child… . . '' Zhao Tianjian understood Zhao Feng's intention.
"Zhao Tianjian! Stop that!" A deep voice as loud as thunder exploded. Accompanying this sound, a powerful aura formed above the head. It was a white-bearded old man. He stood in front of Zhao Tianjian.
No fine! That is the chief judge!
Zhao Tianjian knew that he was someone of the seventh rank or higher. However, Zhao Feng was right before his eyes! He wouldn't let her go like this! Zhao Tianjian clenched his teeth as he faced the elder.
"Down!"
The invisible hand slammed down.
Whah!
Zhao Tianjian felt his strength dissipate as he spewed out a mouthful of blood.
Attack in the air! How strong!
It was clear that the main judge had mastered the Power of Transformation, a higher level of Inner Strength.
"Older! This Zhao Feng is deadly and cunning! He broke my son's arm! How could you not punish him? " Zhao Tianijan half kneeled on the ground as he spoke in fear.
"Hmph! Who is deadly? When Zhao Feng attacked, he had already refrained from using all of his strength, otherwise the result would not be as easy as a broken arm! His arms would at least be crippled, or could even die as a result! " Said the judge.
Zhao Tianjian understood immediately.
Zhao Feng released his fist filled with cold sweat and looked lovingly at the elder. The elder seemed to realize this and smiled back at him with praise in his eyes.
This disorder does not affect the rest of the game.
"He defeated Zhao Yijian …. . "Zhao Xue's face was stiff. He had a feeling as if he had fallen from heaven and into an abyss.
In his eyes, that familiar figure was now the king of the outer disciples.
Now, Zhao Feng was without a doubt the best among the outer disciples.
Seventy wins ... seventy-one wins …. .
Zhao Fengs record continued to increase. Most of his opponents immediately gave up.
Even when he faced Zhao Yue, Zhao Feng only had to use his inner strength to directly destroy the opponent's Metal Body.
Zhao Fengs strength was no longer of a pseudo martial artist, it had reached that of a half-step martial artist! A half-step martial artist is when one has inner strength and has reached a quasi martial artist at the same time. To a certain extent, it was the same as being at the fourth rank.
However, there was an unexpected turn.
Zhao Yufei still had a perfect line.
At Zhao Yufei's eighty match, he met Zhao Yue.
"Palm Butterfly!"
Zhao Yufei shouted as his jade-like hand unleashed immense power.
Crack down!
Zhao Yue's metal body was once again broken.
"Yes God! It was Inner Strength again! ”
No one had expected that there would be anyone else who had comprehended Inner Strength other than Zhao Feng.
"Interesting!" The chief judge smiled faintly.
However, Zhao Feng's expression did not change when Zhao Yufei used inner strength.
He had already seen the inner strength lurking within Zhao Yufei's blood with his left eye.
That day, when the coach gave his lecture, many outer disciples had gained some insights, with Zhao Feng getting the best.
This was because he had the help of his left eye and had already trained the Air Pushing Breathing Technique to the peak of the third level.
Therefore, Zhao Feng was the first to form an inner strength.
In comparison, Zhao Yufei was slower than him by half a month.
“It looks like the first place has not been decided yet. ”
The crowd was anticipating the clash between Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei.
Finally, when Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei won the nineteenth match each, they met.
"started. ”
Although Zhao Yufei had inner strength, Zhao Feng was not afraid of him.
“I know there are still some differences between you and me .. but I won't give up. "Zhao Yufei's smile was like the opening of a flower.
"The Angry Dragon Fist!" Zhao Feng started with his peak level, a middle rank martial art.
The reason he was able to defeat Zhao Yijian so badly was not just because of his inner strength. It was because Angry Dragon Fist was already at the peak of middle rank martial arts and when used, its damage exceeded the damage given by high rank martial arts trained to low level.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng's Angry Dragon Fist was nearing its maximum level.
If Angry Dragon Fists could reach their maximum level, he could easily win against the Cold Flowing Sword that trained to a high level.
Peh! Pah! . . . . . .
The two exchanged blows.
As expected, Zhao Yufei was not as strong as Zhao Feng.
After all, Zhao Feng had a stronger foundation of inner strength and his speed was faster. Although Zhao Yufei had a high-ranked speed skill, it was no faster than Zhao Fengs Lightly Floating Ferry.
Zhao Feng's attacks became faster and faster.
Zhao Yufei started to blush as he felt his strength thin.
Good opportunity!
Zhao Feng's left eye easily locked onto the flaws and his fist hit Zhao Yufei's shoulder.
“Thank you for relaxing. "Zhao Yufei's body trembled but he then flipped in the air and landed on the ground.
It was clear that Zhao Feng's punch had been restrained, or else he would end up similar to Zhao Yijian.
"No problem . '' Zhao Feng smiled, he really liked Zhao Yufei's attitude.
After defeating Zhao Yufei, there were no more opponents left. All his opponents admitted defeat.
"I'm giving up!"
"I'm giving up!"
……
Half an hour later Zhao Feng finally finished his serious fight, and with his score, easily reached the number one title among the outer disciples.