The King of the Gods
Chapter 52: Zhao Feng Moves
Zhao Linlong has lost!
The others immediately looked at Zhao Feng. Once again his assumption was correct, yet this was not the way he thought that Zhao Linlong would lose …
“How can you be like this Zhao Feng? You shouldn't say bad things about Brother Linlong. ” Eyebrow Zhao Chi wrinkled.
After all, they were all from the same family and Zhao Linlong lost face to everyone here.
“Large mouth!” Zhao Ling said grimly as if Zhao Linlong had lost to Zhao Fengs prediction.
You blame me for this?
Zhao Feng smiled as he shook his head and said coldly: "Are you just forgetting our bet where the losing side has to apologize to others."
Bet on? Apologizing?
Zhao Ling's face immediately froze and she did not speak a word.
“I can apologize to you for losing, but I will not bow my head to your shameless act.” said Zhao Ling trembling in humiliation.
“Lot means lose.” Zhao Feng looked in disdain.
“You are you... If you have skills, why don't you challenge Xin Wuheng? If you can block his ten moves, I won't say anything. ” Zhao Ling said hatefully.
Since Zhao Linlong had lasted ten steps, he did not think that Zhao Feng could do any better.
Xin Wuheng's eyes scanned the younger generation and they finally landed on Zhao Feng: "Do you want to argue with me?"
The other geniuses from the Zhao family were shocked. Even Zhao Ling, who was in the middle of a fight, was dumbfounded.
But when he realized that Xin Wuheng was challenging Zhao Feng, his surprised expression turned arrogant.
"Good! As you wish, I'll let you see how many moves I can block! ” Zhao Feng said playfully as he glanced towards Zhao Ling.
Even though Zhao Ling's hair stood up just from Zhao Feng looking at her, she still continued: "If you can endure more than ten moves, I'll apologize to you honestly."
This time, he did not say ten moves that lasted a long time, but endured over ten moves. After all, Xin Wuheng called Xin Wuheng 'Ten Movements.
"Ten moves are too short, at least thirty .. no, fifty moves!" Zhao Feng said casually leaving behind a group of confused Zhao disciples.
Where does his confidence come from?
"Fuckin' rogan!"
Zhao Linlong, who came back, managed to hear his words and his expression darkened. If he, Zhao's number one disciple, was defeated, who else had a chance?
In the middle of the stage.
Zhao Feng walked slowly towards Xin Wuheng and said: "Zhao Feng is here to argue with you."
"My intuition can't be wrong, I believe that you're the only one who can be my real opponent." Xin Wuheng said calmly.
"You just fought, I'll give you ten breaths to recover." Zhao Feng calmly said.
Arrogant!
Discussion broke through the audience.
“Did he eat the wrong medicine? Does Xin Wuheng need to recover just to fight him?”
“Just watch the show...!”
Other geniuses swore and cursed.
"Ha ha ha…"
Inside the pavilion, tears came out from Zhao Ling.
Soon, the attention of the audience returned to Xin Wuheng expectantly. After all, Xin Wuheng did not even catch his breath while fighting Zhao Linlong.
"okay." Xin Wuheng looked at Zhao Feng deeply and sat down cross-legged to recover his energy.
What's up!?
Those watching were shocked. The smile on Zhao Ling's face froze. Darkness appeared on Zhao Linlong's face.
Why did Xin Wuheng look at Zhao Feng so important? Xin Wuheng was obviously going to fight Zhao Feng in his peak condition.
One breath ... two breaths ... Three breaths ...
There was a dead silence as Xin Wuheng recovered. Finally, ten breaths had passed.
Xin Wuheng slowly stood up and it was clear that he had reached his peak condition.
“Ten breaths! You are indeed abnormal.” Xin Wuheng looked at Zhao Feng deeply.
Previously, Xin Wuheng had always been in a relaxed state and he had not expended much energy until he fought Zhao Linlong. Since he had fought with someone of a higher rank, he had expended even more energy. Xin Wuheng understood that he needed ten breaths of time to reach his peak condition and coincidentally, this was the time Zhao Feng had given him.
His precision shocked Xin Wuheng and he could not help but turn serious.
“It has started.” Zhao Feng was not nervous at all. Instead, he felt anticipation.
Light Micro Steps!
He used his agile speed and he was the first to attack. Lightly Micro Step was a peak high ranked martial art, but when used with Light Floating Ferries, it was equivalent to a peak ranked martial art.
Every step Zhao Feng took was light and nimble as if he was joining the wind.
Fist the Angry Dragon!
Zhao Feng did not try any flashy tricks and he only hit one simple punch. He knew that Xin Wuheng's senses far surpassed those of the same generation, the trickery move did nothing to him.
Xin Wuheng also performed a skill that had reached the peak level and the two clashed together.
Hong!
The colliding fist caused a shockwave. Facing Zhao Fengs fist, Xin Wuheng only shuddered, but he did not retreat.
Yawl!
Zhao Feng used the energy to spin in the air and he attacked once again.
Breaking the Wind Finger! Small Cloud Acupuncture Point!
Xin Wuheng's eyes were sharp as he used two middle-tier martial arts of the peak level. Zhao Feng was still using the Angry Dragon Fist to fight against him.
The keg! The keg…!
Taking this punch, Zhao Feng felt his arm go numb. This was because the two skills that Xin Wuheng used offset each other and when he suddenly changed his skill from Breaking Wind Finger to Small Cloud Acupuncture Point, it caught Zhao Feng off guard. The Small Cloud Acupuncture Point was specifically regarding acupuncture points and had a certain countering effect on body strengthening techniques.
Fist the Angry Dragon!
Instead of retreating, Zhao Feng attacked. Xin Wuheng was surprised, he did not think that the Metal Wall Technique was so powerful that his Little Cloud Acupuncture Point had almost no effect at all.
Step Chess Cloud!
Immediately, Xin Wuheng retreated, making those watching drop their draw with fear. Xin Wuheng had his own reasons as to why he was retreating.
One, Zhao Feng was not too affected by his Little Cloud Hand skill. Secondly, the aura and power in Zhao Feng's hands exceeded his expectations.
Fist the Angry Dragon!
Zhao Feng's fist was like a fire dragon coming at him. This fist level had surpassed the peak!
For the next two moves, Xin Wuheng was completely suppressed. However, it was fortunate that he had the Cloud Chess Step, which was extremely strange and unexpected, allowing him to escape quickly.
Step Chess Cloud! Light Micro Steps!
One of them is unpredictable, while the other is agile. The two figures exchanged more blows.
In terms of speed and agility, Zhao Feng was superior, but Xin Wuheng's Cloud Chess Step was too unfathomable as if it was not a skill but a trap.
When Xin Wuheng moved forward a few steps, he might be at a disadvantage. But it could also be a trap for him to sneak attack.
Sixth step .. seventh step ...
Xin Wuheng started to slowly win. Zhao Feng unintentionally used his left eye and because of that, he was hit a few times. But since his Metal Wall Technique was at the fifth level and instead of the fourth level peak, it blocked all damage.
Xin Wuheng also felt his opponent was cunning, his own senses were on par with that of Martial Master, but he discovered that he was unable to harm his opponent. One or two times when Xin Wuheng hit Zhao Feng's body, it was as if he was punching a metal brick.
This surprised him greatly, Zhao Feng was indeed complicated. First, Zhao Feng had extremely fast battle reflexes and intuition. Secondly, his speed and fist defense skills were extremely powerful.
Unless Xin Wuheng regarding Zhao Fengs vitals, Zhao Feng would not receive any real damage. Furthermore, Zhao Feng was quick. When he had argued with Qiu Changyi before, it had already been proven that his speed was the highest and not only that, Xin Wuheng felt that Zhao Feng could go even faster.
The same reason made Zhao Feng sometimes retreat as well.
Eighth step .. ninth step ...
Those who were watching all stood in a daze, from the beginning until now, no one had ever exchanged more than ten blows with Xin Wuheng.
Zhao Chi exchanged six punches and Qiu Changyi exchanged seven blows. Even the one with the highest cultivation, Zhao Linlong, was defeated in ten moves.
At this moment, Zhao Feng had exchanged nine blows. It was approaching the tenth step.
Xin Wuheng's eyes were like lightning as they let out a fighting will and he immediately used Cloud Chess Step and some other skills. A middle rank skill of the peak level had unimaginable strength when used together.
Star Finger!
Zhao Feng immediately condensed his Inner Strength onto his finger and attacked several times.
The keg! The keg! The keg!
Each finger could pierce through the metal board. Under Zhao Fengs eyes, every finger was fast, accurate, and powerful.
Ninth step ... Tenth step!
Apart from the sound of the two fighting, there was nothing more to be heard.
"Dry the Clouds and Wind!"
Xin Wuheng swept his robe and the layers of stones under his feet were sent in all directions. This was the move that had defeated Zhao Linlong!
"From the third star attitude!"
Zhao Fengs fingertips pierced through the air leaving a blue line behind as if it was a meteor.
"Impossible! How could his Star Finger be at the third level? ” Zhao Linlong exclaims.
Suuu——
That sharp finger collided with Xin Wuheng's robe.
Hooogggggg———-
The dust slowly settles.
Tenth movement.
Two figures stood side by side, none of them moved …