The King of the Gods
Chapter 50: Anger From Shame
Ten moves of Xin Wuheng!
Peak reaches******** when Xin Wuheng appears. Being the winner of the last peak, Xin Wuheng was famous throughout the City of Solar Feathers.
"Xin Wuheng, I've been waiting for this for a long time." A fight would appear in Zhao Linlong's eyes and his sixth rank aura would no longer be restrained.
"Zhao Linlong, your energy is a little drained, you better take a break first." Qiu Mengyu warned by helping.
Zhao Linlong had fought many battles before and spent a lot of stamina especially when fighting Qiu Mengyu. If he were to face a normal opponent, Zhao Linlong would not even think about this matter. However, his opponent was Xin Wuheng's 'Ten moves', someone who had thrashed him once.
"Sister Linlong, you rest first while I test his abilities." Zhao Ling jumped to the center of the stage with her spear.
Zhao Ling was ranked seventh in the tournament and she was not entitled to attend but Zhao Linlong had given Zhao Feng a place to her. Therefore, Zhao Ling was very grateful to Zhao Linlong and wanted to help him.
"OK, but don't push yourself." Zhao Linlong returned to the pavilion and began to recover his energy.
With Zhao Ling fighting first, he could at least test a bit of Xin Wuheng's skill.
"Xin Wuheng .. Get my spear!" Zhao Ling exclaimed as her silver spear flashed through the entire night.
Xin Wuheng stood still with one hand behind his back.
How humiliating!
Xin Wuheng's actions meant that he did not place Zhao Ling in his eyes.
Shua!
The spear was thrust into Xin Wuheng's left shoulder. Xin Wuheng was expressionless as he raised a finger.
Damnit damnit!
The simple finger managed to hit the weakest part of the spear tip and a powerful and chaotic Inner Strength flowed through the spear into Zhao Ling's body.
Zhao Ling immediately felt her blood boiling.
"Start!"
Xin Wuheng swept his hand and an unparalleled inner strength struck Zhao Ling making Zhao Ling spew blood.
Clangs!
The spear flew from Zhao Ling's hand as she landed on the ground.
Zhao Ling was instantly defeated by a single touch of a finger and a single palm. This scene made the hearts of many geniuses jump, yet it was as expected. After all, Xin Wuheng came first at the last peak, and even Zhao Linlong was able to achieve the same result.
Inside the Zhao family pavilion.
Zhao Fengs face was serious, he had seen the entire fight with his left eye. Every move he used seemed simple and ordinary, yet it would hit Zhao Ling's tipping point as if he had the same ability as his left eye.
Furthermore, Xin Wuheng's attack seemed to follow some sort of law that was too deep for him. It was similar to the attack the mysterious girl had inside the canyon, but the feeling of the mysterious girl was dozens of times stronger.
"Brother Linlong, you recover a little more, I will go and force him to use his full strength." Zhao Chi's eyes twinkled as he jumped into the area.
"Get on." Xin Wuheng was still standing expressionless.
“Boxing Howling Sky!”
Zhao Chi immediately used a high-level skill that was almost at its peak. At the same time, he used high-ranking speed skills and high-ranking body strengthening techniques.
Zhao Chi's strength was the closest to the four great geniuses and he had no flaws in any aspect. Hence, he was the best to test Xin Wuheng's strength.
Breaking the Wind Finger!
Xin Wuheng's finger sliced through the air like a sharp sword.
Sss!
Fingers and fists clashed against each other, but Xin Wuheng's fingers only slipped out of Zhao Chi's fist.
Zhao Chi's figure immediately fell while his arm was numb at the same time.
“Entering Wind Fingers? It seems that it is a mid-level martial art!”
“Wait, I have also trained Breaking Wind Finger, but it seems different from his.”
Discussion broke.
Zhao Chi took a deep breath and used a high-level speed skill to avoid danger.
Pa! Pa…
Both of them exchanged fingers and fists.
One movement, two movements, three movements ...
Xin Wuheng did not move at all, while Zhao Chi was already sweating and panting. They only exchanged three blows in total. Zhao Chi had to spend hundreds of times more energy than usual. Xin Wuheng's every move seemed to be fighting him perfectly.
Although they possessed the same Inner Strength and level of strength, Xin Wuheng seemed to be in harmony with heaven.
Suddenly, at the sixth step, Xin Wuheng used an intermediate level foot skill and with a "Buk" hit Zhao Chi's arm.
"Mahhh ..." Zhao Chi screamed in pain and he landed on the floor in cold sweat.
Xin Wuheng had only used his middle rank finger and toe skills to defeat Zhao Chi.
"Just like last year, he still only used middle rank martial arts."
"All of his skills had at least reached the peak level."
Midstage.
Xin Wuheng stood upright with his hands behind his back quietly as if he had used no energy at all in his previous fight. After Zhao Chi lost, the Qiu family also sent some talented disciples to test him but to no avail. Even Qiu Changyi was defeated in seven moves and every time Xin Wuheng attacked, he only used one hand.
Cultivators of the same rank were easily defeated in suspense.
"Tough to believe ..." Zhao Feng looked at the battle and immediately appeared with his analysis.
Xin Wuheng had trained five or six mid-level skills that had all reached the peak level. Some movements even outperform genuine skills in power.
At the same time.
A tree near the top. The two figures wearing silver armor were quietly standing on top of the branch, hiding at night.
“To be able to train so many middle rank skills to the top rank.. I can't believe that such a small Sun Feather City has such a talented genius, if he were to be placed in Jun City, it would be impossible for him to be in the first place, he will be ranked in the top ten. .” One of the silver figures said.
“You have underestimated him. Even though he has yet to reach the Martial Master, he still has a sense of one. I think you understand what this means, right? ” Said someone else in a hoarse voice.
None of the geniuses, guests, and elders sensed these two people.
……..
Xin Wuheng stood expressionlessly in the middle of the stage. At this point, no one dared to challenge him so they turned their gaze towards Zhao Linlong.
Zhao Linlong had reached the sixth rank of the Martial Path and he was the only one capable of fighting it. Xin Wuheng's eyes also turned to the Zhao family pavilion as if he was waiting for something.
"Are you ready, Xin Wuheng?" Zhao Linlong stood up, he had reached his peak state, the blood and Inner Strength within him boiling.
"I don't need to be prepared." Even though he had just fought many battles, they barely expended any energy at all as his opponent was defeated almost instantly.
"Good!" As soon as he finished his words, Zhao Linlong left behind a golden shadow and appeared in the middle of the stage.
The two geniuses stood facing each other while the spectators watched with anticipation. Even the two silver-clothed figures watched with interest.
'Shadow Steps!'
Suddenly, Zhao Linlong moved and although most of the younger generation could not see him, they could still hear the "sha sha" sound coming from him. Most people knew that Zhao Linlong's high-level skill, Shadow Steps, had reached peak level and worked better when used at night.
Hu!
Xin Wuheng sighed and he slowly released the hand behind his back as his expression turned serious. The battles he had fought before were all with one hand, but this time, he would use two hands because his opponent had reached the sixth rank.
Facing Zhao Linlong's ghostly figure, Xin Wuheng stood still like a stone statue. Zhao Feng could clearly see that the blood, breathing, and Inner Strength of Xin Wuheng remained calm in his body.
"Zhao Linlong's speed skill might not have any effect on him." He sighed and shook his head.
“I don't believe you!”
Zhao Ling said coldly: "The Linlong brother's high-speed skill has reached the peak level and his cultivation is also the highest."
He had developed admiration and trust towards Zhao Linlong. Zhao Feng smiled but he did not speak.
Shua! Pa!
The palm of the golden figure swept over Xin Wuheng's back.
Too fast!
No one understood how Zhao Linlong appeared behind Xin Wuheng. However, at this moment, Xin Wuheng also made a move. He moved calmly, only slightly pressing down on his chest and that terrifying palm missed him.
"Foot Flowing Back!"
Without turning around, Xin Wuheng unleashed his attack.
The peng!
Zhao Linlong quickly circulated his Inner Strength and he managed to block Xin Wuheng's attack. As Zhao Feng expected, Zhao Linlong's speed skill had no effect on Xin Wuheng…
"How did you know Zhao Linlong's Shadow Steps had no effect on him?" Zhao Yufei asked curiously.
On the other hand, Zhao Ling said coldly, "He was just lucky and he said that because he didn't like Brother Linlong."
I don't like it?
Zhao Feng almost laughed out loud, after all, it was clear who disliked who.
“What are you laughing at!? Let's bet then. ” Zhao Ling said angrily.