The King of the Gods
Chapter 99: The Supper
The Silver Air Barrier was a movement that created a defensive barrier around the body and it was very effective against many people.
Clearly, the Silver Air Barrier also had its weaknesses and that was the energy expended!
Most cultivators of the seventh rank would only use the Silver Air Barrier at the critical moment as it could only last for dozens of breaths. But being at the seventh rank peak and having trained in the Breath Return Technique, Zhao Feng was able to maintain it for twice that amount of time.
“The Silver Wall Technique has reached the peak of the seventh level, I can challenge the eighth rank with just my muscles alone. If I were to use the Silver Air Barrier, even a ninth rank would not be able to injure me for a short time. ” Zhao Feng analyzed his strength.
Below the ninth rank, there was generally no one to match him unless they were on the same level as Bei Moi, who had trained several Holy martial arts to a high level.
Over the next few days, Zhao Feng circulated his Peripheral Wall Technique to fully absorb the last remaining medicinal substance in his body.
Four to five days later.
The remaining energy had been absorbed by the Silver Wall Technique and was only half a step away from the eighth level.
"If I use the Golden Body Strengthening Powder now, the Silver Wall Technique can reach the eighth level as long as I bear the chaotic energy." Light flashed in Zhao Fengs eyes.
After thinking for a long time, he decided not to do this.
Firstly, the Golden Body Strengthening Technique was too chaotic, half of the cultivators of the eighth rank who used this were crippled. The energy contained within was half a level higher than the Cold Snow Body Pill and the Burning Sun Bone Pill.
Second, the continued use of resources meant his body would start resisting the use of pills and not achieve the best effect. Therefore, Zhao Feng decided to slowly cultivate himself instead of using the Golden Body Strengthening Powder.
Over the next few days, he focused on cultivating the Silver Wall Technique and at the same time, he tried to gain an understanding of the Four Position Winds and Mysterious Wind Palms in the dimension of his left eye.
After the horde of ferocious beasts, Zhao Feng's potential had once again increased and both the Four Wind Positions and the Mysterious Wind Palms experienced a great increase.
As time passed, Zhao Feng fully studied the Attitude of the Tornado.
Tornado Stance can increase the strength and area of attack. Zhao Feng combining the Tornado Attitude with the Star Finger made the latter comparable to a Sacred martial art.
If he could combine the Tornado Sight with the Mysterious Wind Palm, perhaps his strength could even exceed ordinary Sacred martial arts.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng started to see the third stance of the Four Wind Position, the Partial Wind Position.
The Partial Wind Stance was an offensive skill, one that was neither difficult nor easy to learn.
On this day.
Zhao Feng's understanding of Partial Wind Position eventually reached a bottleneck at 30-40%.
Closing his eyes, Zhao Feng underwent his Sacred martial arts.
The Mysterious Wind Palm was generally fully reclined. Of the 4 Wind Positions, the first 3 have been studied. Compared to that, his Star Finger had progressed the most, reaching the sixth level, only one level away from the highest.
“There is still one month until the Clan entrance exam, but my Silver Wall Technique has still not reached the eighth level.” Zhao Feng muttered to himself.
Right now, he was more focused on his body than cultivating. As long as his foundation was strong, his cultivation would increase so that he did not focus on increasing his cultivation or else, he had already reached the eighth rank. But the thing is, the later stages of body strengthening techniques are much more difficult and take longer to repair.
Zhao Feng sighed and walked out of his place to breathe in the fresh air and relax.
It is inefficient to continue cultivating, sometimes relaxation helps with congestion.
"Young Master Zhao, a few days ago, Young Master Bei Moi sent an invitation to you to join the banquet." A servant said respectfully.
Bei Moi's? The banquet?
Zhao Feng felt a bit strange, why is there a banquet?
The servant responded to his thoughts: “A few days ago, Young Master Bei Moi reached the ninth rank without even reaching the age of 16, shocking Guanjun Palace. Mr. Guanjun has decided to hold a banquet for him.”
Ninth rank!
Zhao Fengs heart surged. It was not difficult to imagine that Bei Moi had also made a huge improvement after the horde of ferocious beasts, which helped him reach the ninth rank.
In the past 20 years, there had been no news of anyone reaching the ninth rank before turning sixteen in the Cloud Country. One should know that many cultivators would not even be able to reach the seventh rank throughout their lives and every rank after the seventh rank was harder to reach.
“Not even 16 years old and ranked ninth...It is a pity to be in the same generation as Bei Moi..” Zhao Feng sighed.
Zhao Feng asked: "When is the banquet?"
"Tomorrow afternoon." The waiter replied while bowing.
Zhao Feng nodded his head as he felt a lot of pressure in his heart. From the current situation, the distance between them had remained the same, even though he had improved greatly.
Go back to his room.
Zhao Feng calmed down and continued to cultivate his Peripheral Wall Technique. Under the pressure of a super-magic, the sound of "Peh Peh" came from within his left eye which released a strange aura into his body. An electric and numb feeling appeared all over his body as he practiced his Peripheral Wall Technique. Zhao Fengs heart surged as he immediately circulated the Silver Wall Technique completely.
One day and night later.
A faint black sticky liquid appeared on Zhao Feng's body.
Hu!
His body felt really good as he reached a whole new level. At this moment, he released an invisible aura just from his breath.
"The Silver Wall Technique has reached the eighth level in this situation." Zhao Feng sighed with a joyous expression on his face.
Normally, his Perak Wall Technique required around half a month to several months to break through. But perhaps due to the pressure from Bei Moi, his left eye triggered his potential.
Zhao Feng was very confident that none of his opponents were below the ninth rank and he was even capable of facing a normal ninth rank.
little river!
Zhao Feng smiled as he walked out of the room. Outside, a beautiful moon shone in the dark night sky.
"I almost forgot! Bei Moi's banquet was tonight.” Zhao Feng's heart was pounding.
Looking at the time, it seemed like the banquet had been going on for a while now.
Teng!
Zhao Feng immediately headed to the location of the banquet.
In the dark night sky, a bright full moon makes the stars appear dim. This scene seemed like the Bei Moi symbol was taking light from the other geniuses. The location of the banquet was the Spiritual Martial Hall and only a few people were invited. As Zhao Feng walked inside the Spiritual Martial Hall, he discovered that the banquet was about to end.
Inside the hall, Lord Guanjun and all his disciples were present.
"Brother Zhao, why did you just arrive?" Nan Gongfan's eyebrows shot up.
“Greetings, Teacher! Congratulations, Brother Bei Moi!” Zhao Feng did not care about Nan Gongfan as he went to greet Lord Guanjun and congratulate Bei Moi.
Bei Moi's aura was even stronger than before, proving that he had reached the ninth rank. Compared to when he was at the eighth rank, he was now twice as strong.
Under the analysis of his left eye, Zhao Feng concluded that Bei Moi's strength was approaching a half-step Sacred martial artist. This meant that Bei Moi's strength had surpassed Ye Linyun and the Third Guards and there was almost no one to match him below Holy martial rank.
Lord Guanjun and Bei Moi did not mind too much that Zhao Feng was late. Lord Guanjun and Bei Moi, the master and disciple, were the focus of the banquet. Lord Guanjun smiled happily as he looked at Bei Moi with care, love and hope.
Compared to him other disciples like Nan Gongfan, Zhao Feng and Yang Qingshan were like flower leaves.
“There is still one month until the entrance exam of the Broken Moon Clan. Students here will surely fulfill Master's wishes.” Bei Moi promised, he could feel the hope and attention of Lord Guanjun.
"You are Master's best disciple and I believe you can walk further after entering the clan." Lord Guanjun nodded, smiling.
The banquet had ended, leaving Lord Guanjun and his six disciples. Even people like Ye Linyun had retreated, which made Zhao Feng think that Lord Guanjun would say something important to his students.
“You all know that there is still one month until the entrance exam of the Broken Moon Clan and Master here only has 3 recommendations. Within ten days, I will choose 3 people depending on your strength and potential. ” Lord Guanjun goes straight to the topic.
Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard this. Even though they all had the same master, they had to fight each other to gain 3 spots.
6 People, 3 recommendations!
In the middle of them, Bei Moi easily took one place. This meant that of Yang Qingshan, Nan Gongfan, Feng Hanyue, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, only two of them would be chosen.