The King of the Gods
Chapter 51: The Defeat of Linlong
A wager?
Zhao Fengs expression suddenly turned into an overwhelming joy: "What do you want to bet on?"
The argument of both made people from other families look at them with disdain. But many of the people present also knew that Zhao Ling admired Zhao Linlong and this time, Zhao Linlong had given Zhao Feng an invitation to Zhao Ling. Therefore, Zhao Ling not only admired Zhao Linlong, she also thanked him.
“Zhao Ling, you two are disciples of the same sect. Why not more peaceful?” zhao Qin said.
"No!"
Zhao Ling's face turned red then white but her eyes were still glued to Zhao Feng: “I'm sure Brother Linlong will win! Do you have a bet?"
Clearly, Zhao Ling had great faith in Zhao Linlong.
"Why not? I bet that Xin Wuheng will not only win, he will also win in twenty steps.” Zhao Feng laughed.
What's up!?
The others within the pavilion looked disbelieving of Zhao Feng. From the current situation, there was a five-win-loss ratio between Zhao Linlong and Xin Wuheng.
Where did Zhao Feng's confidence come from?
"Good good good! The losing party must apologize to others.” The flames almost spewed out from Zhao Ling's eyes.
"certain." On the other hand, Zhao Feng still remained calm.
Midstage.
Shua!
Zhao Linlong once again used his Shadow Steps and floated around Xin Wuheng. A few moments later, his shadow was destroyed. A golden figure once again appeared and swept over Xin Wuheng's lower body with extreme speed.
Pa!
Xin Wuheng performed a leg skill and repulsed Zhao Linlong's leg.
Blocked again?
Zhao Linlong was stunned.
“I can't believe!”
Zhao Linlong did not believe that anyone could break his Shadow Steps, and the cultivation level of the opponent was even lower than him.
Once again, Xin Wuheng was expressionless as he stood at the same spot, occasionally moving a few steps to fight Zhao Linlong. Zhao Linlong pushed Shadow Step to the maximum and not only did his attack miss Xin Wuheng, Xin Wuheng also counterattacked, making him dodge in fear.
If his cultivation was not higher than Xin Wuheng's, he would be completely suppressed.
"Zhao Linlong's speed skill did not have any effect on Xin Wuheng."
Zhao Chi and Zhao Han looked in disbelief towards Zhao Feng. Zhao Qin and Zhao Yufei once again curiously asked the reason.
“Xin Wuheng has trained hearing skills, which can know the route and position of the opponent's attack by listening to the wind. Adding to the fact that Zhao Linlong was the one who attacked first, there was no threat at all.” Zhao Feng explained.
The others looked and they saw that Xin Wuheng's ears were moving. If one did not take a closer look, they would not notice it at all. But with Zhao Fengs left eye, it was easily recognizable. He discovered that Xin Wuheng's ears were pointing towards Zhao Linlong's position, meaning that Zhao Linlong's skills were unable to confuse Xin Wuheng at all.
“Hmph! Brother Linlong will still win, but this is only a matter of time.” Zhao Ling said harshly.
At this moment, the two exchanged five hard blows. When they completed the fifth step, Xin Wuheng was purely focused on defense. And on the sixth step, he started counterattacking.
Small Cloud Vein Hands!
Xin Wuheng once again blocked Zhao Linlong's hand and at the same time, he used incredible speed and accuracy to grab Zhao Linlong's arm.
"Open!"
Zhao Linlong immediately released his Inner Strength to release Xin Wuheng's hand. Even when he did that, bloody claw marks were left on his arms. Every skill Xin Wuheng had learned had reached peak level or higher and even with Zhao Linglong's sixth rank cultivation, he was unable to block it.
“Xin Wuheng has reached a very high level in terms of control. Using the smallest amount of strength, he could deal the most damage. The attack had just hit one of Zhao Linlong's acupuncture points.” Zhao Feng's left eye saw the entire scene perfectly.
Cloud Chess Feet!
This time, Xin Wuheng attacked first and he used an unknown move skill. It seemed like he was moving backwards, but in reality, it was the opposite. The speed of this skill was not fast, but it seemed very strange and each step contained boundless insights.
From Zhao Feng's point of view, that skill was not a speed skill but a way of playing chess.
"I've never seen such a skill." All the spectators watching shook their heads.
Although it was not fast, its strangeness made Zhao Linlong fumble.
Breaking the Wind Finger!
In fear, Zhao Linlong used one of his strongest skills. That powerful finger seemed to go the impossible route towards Xin Wuheng. The finger skills and speed skills miraculously offset each other. But at the same time, Zhao Feng felt the feeling of "one with the Sky".
“What kind of situation is this..?” Zhao Linlong's disciple shrank.
Just then, Xin Wuheng's attack gave him an unknown feeling. The opponent's hand seemed to contain a deep depth.
It's destructive!
Zhao Linlong exclaimed and he used all his strength to try to stop the attack.
Ta!
Xin Wuheng's figure was thrown back four to five steps. At the same time, Zhao Linlong gave a "hmph" as his arm lost all feeling. His right arm fell helplessly. Those watching held their breath.
"Xin Wuheng's attack is too weird."
Some of the people present did not understand what was happening, only a small portion of the people saw something.
Under the tree.
"He can combine several martial arts, what kind of genius is he?" One of the silver figures said deeply.
……
How did this happen?
Cold sweat flooded Zhao Linlong's forehead. From the beginning of the battle, this was the first time it was clear that he had a lower hand. The two had only exchanged seven blows so far.
Ten moves Xin Wuheng.
Can this saying never be broken?
Spatial Cloud Finger!
Zhao Linlong took a deep breath and finally released his killing move.
Tiger Fist Howling!
Xin Wuheng remained expressionless and he actually used a mid-level martial art. At this moment, a howl seemed to come from Xin Wuheng's fist.
The peng!
Those fingers and fists smashed into each other and gusts of wind swept through everything within a five to six meter radius. Zhao Linlong felt that the opponent's fist was like an extremely vibrating metal ball.
All the finger skills condensed one's energy into a single point and although the damage rendered was extremely powerful, the danger was also high. For example, the Star Finger was extremely dangerous to train; any minor mishap could break Zhao Feng's finger. Xin Wuheng's fist contained a chaotic and powerful vibration.
Teng!
Zhao Linlong had to retreat once more. This was the first time any of them showed signs of losing. Xin Wuheng immediately approached him using his fist skills, palm skills, foot skills.
Seventh step ... Eighth step ... Ninth step ...
Zhao Linlong was fully suppressed and wounds could be seen on his body. If Zhao Linlong did not have a higher cultivation level, the previous exchange would have seriously injured him.
And finally!
It was the tenth movement ...
"Tenth step!" Everyone hold their breath.
“Women Destroying Heaven!”
Zhao Linlong exerted all his strength onto his finger. The finger left a purple-blue light in the sky.
Very strong!
The geniuses watching were shocked.
“This finger strength is close to “My One Row” Star Finger.” Zhao Feng's expression moved slightly.
"Interesting." Xin Wuheng faintly smiled and took a light breath.
As he did so, a dark gray Inner Strength appeared ... The amount of Inner Strength that was formed surpassed the limit of the sixth rank.
how'd he do it?
"Wiping Wind and Clouds!"
Xin Wuheng waved his robe and with a voice of lightning, the stones beneath him were dismembered which then formed a wind****pick. The casual wave of his robe seemed to disturb the wind. This was the most powerful move Xin Wuheng had ever used!
Explosion----
Two intense movements clashed to form a mini tornado.
That time.
Only two blurry figures were visible and they were covered in dust. The audience is like a wooden chicken.
Strong!
Very strong!
Everyone took a cold breath. Compared to the two, each of the previous battles was like a child's play.
"It's hard to believe that these people are only of the sixth rank."
"Energy is ultimately very close to the level of Martial Master ..." The important guests had seen more things and understood how frightening Martial Master was.
Hu~
Zhao Linlong's figure trembled then spat out a mouthful of blood as he fell.
Plash!
He used one of his hands to push himself off the ground, an expression of fear and unwillingness still on his face.
Gone!
Not only did he lose, he was defeated in ten moves.
Ten moves of Xin Wuheng!
Can this not be broken?
“How could Brother Linlong lose…? Just ten steps..” Zhao Ling looked like she had lost her soul.
Zhao Linlong was his god.
"Lost in ten moves?" Zhao Feng himself was surprised.
He had thought Zhao Linlong would lose, but not in ten steps. At this moment, the others were all staring at him like he was some kind of ferocious beast.