The King of the Gods
Chapter 47: Showing his skills
Last year, the four great geniuses had been ranked, with Xin Wuheng easily being the first. The second was Qiu Mengyu, the third Zhao Linlong and the fourth Qiu Changyi.
The first was the Xin family, while the second and fourth were competitors of the Qiu family. The Zhao family was easily the last. But this year, everything changed!
Not only did Zhao Linlong reach the sixth rank, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei both reached the fifth rank at such a young age.
The family only compared how many younger generations had reached the fifth rank or higher.
The Zhao family had five: Zhao Linlong, Zhao Chi, Zhao Feng, Zhao Han, and Zhao Yufei.
The Xin Family only had three, including Xin Tong who had just reached the fifth rank.
The Qiu family had four which included Qiu Mengyu and Qiu Changyi, two of the four great geniuses.
“KTT this year will be intense ..”
The dominance of the Zhao family made the other two families feel depressed.
When everyone had arrived, the summit officially began. The Summit is primarily for debate and communication. According to the rules, anyone could show off their skills or challenge someone.
After they finished sparring, the two would exchange pointers.
In the clear open space in the middle of the peak.
“I have trained a skill named Swiping Cloud Leg and it has reached the peak level.”
A young man was kicked out with both feet. Soon, he started kicking faster. Finally, only afterimage remained. It was like a chaotic foot storm.
"Not bad. To be able to train intermediate rank skills to the peak level. ”
People praised.
This young man was not from the three great families. Instead, he was the top genius of a small family.
After showing off, his fiery eyes looked at Qiu Mengyu: "I want to argue with the prettiest girl in Sun Feather City."
As soon as he finished, he caused the anger of the crowd.
"Just you? You want to argue with Qiu Mengyu? In dreams!"
"You must defeat me first if you want to challenge Qiu Mengyu!" From the Qiu family, a young man of the fourth rank had sprung up.
The two soon clashed together. The person from the Qiu family had developed a high-level martial art. Clearly, the Qiu family disciple won after fifty to sixty moves.
“Hmph! You still have the face to come to the top with your small strength? ” Disciple of Qiu family sneering.
The talented youths from the three great families had better cultivation techniques and skills. Hence, their strength was much stronger than others at that level.
This young man was immediately challenged by someone from the Xin family.
The Summit has rules. The debate at the beginning was only for those who were at the fourth rank. People of the fifth rank or higher were unable to join.
Immediately, Zhao Qin and Zhao Ling of the Zhao sect rose, winning and losing.
As time went on, their strength on stage became even stronger.
"I, Zhao Han, want to see how strong you are." Zhao Han in the middle of the open field.
His eyes scanned the fifth rank cultivators of the Xin and Qiu families. Although the Xin family only had three, their strength was all strong.
"I'll do it!" Xin Tong slowly stood up and threw the grass hat on his head.
He had argued with Zhao Han last time. But because his cultivation level was lower, he lost.
“Gotted garbage!” Zhao Han coldly laughed and attacked first.
"Steel Wall Arm!"
Xin Tong's arms turned bronze and the muscles in his arms stiffened. Under the circulation of his Inner Strength, it headed straight for Zhao Han.
Cold Ice Hands Palm!
A strange ice-cold Inner Strength radiated from Zhao Han and it appeared in his palm.
Pa—-
The two energies collided with each other. Zhao Han was thrown backwards a few steps while Xin Tong felt his arm go numb from the cold.
Both of them had their respective advantages: zhao Han's advantage was that his Inner Strength was at the peak fifth rank, whereas Xin Tong was his body's strength and defense was stronger.
Since Xin Tong had reached the fifth rank, his Inner Strength had also reached this level, and combined with the Steel Wall Arm, it had become even stronger.
The two exchanged dozens of blows without seeing the final result.
But as time went by, Zhao Han started to feel tired. Every time they clashed, his arms would go numb.
And since Xin Tong's defense was so strong, he wasn't easily injured.
Finally, after a hundred or so moves, Zhao Han started to weaken while Xin Tong started attacking more ferociously.
"Spar ends here." Qiu Mengyu gently smiled and stopped the two.
Furthermore, he analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of both: “Zhao Han, although your Inner Strength is very strong, the foundation is not very solid. I suggest you practice body strengthening techniques. As for Xin Tong, even though your defense is your forte and your offense is also strong, you are relying too much on pure strength. Your martial arts skills are not until the beginning ... "
Qiu Mengyu's analysis was perfect. Other than him, there were also others who joined the discussion. They also decided that Xin Tong had won this match.
“Hehe, who will come from the Zhao family? Zhao Linlong's? Or Zhao Feng?” Xin Tong crossed his hands and he chewed on a piece of grass as he looked at the Zhao family.
There were too many talented people in the Zhao family of this generation, so the other families had worked together to challenge the genius of the Zhao family.
“You just fought, even if I win, it's not fair.” Zhao Feng smiled faintly and stood up.
What he said was true, Xin Tong had just fought fiercely with Zhao Han and his energy was depleted.
But his words caused the disciples of the Xin family to feel disgusted.
"Child! Don't be so cocky!”
“Hmph! Stop using excuses!”
The main reason was because Zhao Feng was not very famous in Sun Feather City so not many people knew him and only considered him a slightly talented young man from the younger generation.
Zhao Feng was only famous for winning the Zhao family because he almost never left the family grounds.
Only Xin Fei from the Xin family looked serious.
Qiu Mengyu gave a suggestion: "Why not let Xin Tong rest for a while while Zhao Feng competed with the others?"
His clear crystal eyes glanced at Zhao Feng attractively and then he looked at Zhao Yufei not far away. Zhao Yufei was slightly embarrassed and stuck out his tongue.
Zhao Feng felt a little strange, as if Qiu Mengyu knew him.
"Does anyone want to argue with me?" He said with a smile.
"Let me go!" A scar-faced young man leaped out from the pagonda of the Xin family.
It was Xin Fei. After two months, Xin Fei's cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth rank.
"You're not my opponent." Zhao Feng looked at Xin Fei calmly.
"I know." Xin Fei took a deep breath as her eyes turned sharp.
Shua—
The knife in his hand sliced through the air, wave after wave.
“Crazy Wind Dance!”
Xin Fei's sword skill was pushed to the extreme, and the area within a one-meter radius was destroyed by his "Sword Dance Song.
Facing such an attack, Zhao Feng couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. Xin Fei's strength was able to challenge people of the fifth rank. In terms of offense, Xin Fei had even surpassed Xin Tong.
Light Micro Steps!
Zhao Feng's figure suddenly became unstable and his shadow would be left wherever he went.
Shua! Shua! Shua…
Each attack of Xin Fei would only hit the shadow that Zhao Feng left behind which would then turn blank. Zhao Feng easily dodged Xin Fei's attack and the latter couldn't even touch his clothes.
"Zhao Fengs speed skill was similar to Zhao Linlong's Shadow Steps." Zhao Chi was secretly surprised.
Fist the Angry Dragon!
Zhao Feng suddenly unleashed an attack and his fist was like a roaring dragon smashing into Xin Fei.
The peng! Damnit damnit!
His fist and long sword clashed many times, but Xin Fei was thrown backwards with each strike. This was a result even when Zhao Feng had suppressed his cultivation to the fourth rank peak.
Dang ~
Ten steps later, Xin Fei's sword was thrown by Zhao Feng's finger. That one finger looked perfectly normal, but it contained an enormous amount of energy. Xing Fei's sword flew tens of meters and clang on the ground.
"You're the only one I admire besides Xin Wuheng." Xin Fei did not seem depressed as she turned to take her sword.
Only after his motivation and strength pressure would his increase.
“One day you will become a top sword master.” Zhao Feng couldn't help but praise him, he saw potential and fortitude in him that he didn't see in others.
Although his opponent was only at the fourth rank, one could see that this was not the limit of his strength. Especially his last move, a single tap of his finger had made Xin Fei's sword fly.
"Zhao Feng, it looks like you have improved a lot!" Xin Tong slowly got up.
After resting for a while, he mainly recovered because he was not injured by Zhao Han in the previous match.
"This time, I'll take back what you lost last time." Said Zhao Feng.
“Stop being humble, back then you hadn't even reached the fourth rank and I couldn't even reach your speed. However, I hope you don't just dodge this time and fight like a man instead. ”
“Then let's start.” Zhao Feng took a deep breath and clenched his fists.
"Good!" Xin Tong laughed out loud, he had never been afraid of anyone if they fought him head-on.
The peng!
The two fists that seemed to be made of steel collided with each other and caused a huge explosion.
Hu~
The troops were pushed towards the surrounding area. Many geniuses present felt their ears tremble.
"A terrible power!"
Many onlookers felt their hearts jump, just that sound alone made them shocked. The two figures stood like stone statues in the center of the stage. The whole stage was silent.
After a while, a trembling figure spewed out a mouthful of blood.