In that instant, Xiao Sun's strength and Battle Intent rose to the maximum, as if it had been ignited.
His cultivation at the half-step Ascended Realm and his Middle Class Mortal Scorching Sun Manual made his aura suppress the crowd and he could attack Zhao Feng whenever he wanted.
"How can a newbie who just joined the Clan know a Middle Class Mortal Skill!"
The outer disciples near the dueling ring were shocked.
"Even amongst the substitute inner disciples, I've never heard of anyone else practicing a Middle Class Mortal Skill apart from Lin Fan who's ranked first."
Having a Middle Class Mortal Skill meant that Xiao Sun had an advantage over the other half-step Ascended Realm cultivators.
"Shit! I can't believe Brother Zhao's first opponent is so troublesome! "
Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan looked at each other solemnly.
Everyone knew that Zhao Feng would face four battles today, and none of his opponents would be easy to deal with, each more terrifying than the last.
Therefore, what they cared about wasn't whether or not Zhao Feng could win, but how many battles could he last?
Looking at the current situation, Xiao Sun's first opponent had unimaginable strength.
"Hehe … maybe we won't have the chance to go up."
The Hong brothers laughed weirdly.
On the stage.
Zhao Feng was calm as he inspected his first opponent.
He would face four battles today. Therefore, he couldn't drag out the first battle and had to end it as soon as possible.
Even the first three battles had to be finished in a short amount of time.
The truly terrifying opponent was Hou Yuan, so Zhao Feng had to ensure that he had enough battle power.
"Zhao Feng! The first battle will be your end! "
Xiao Sun's eyes flashed with a sharp red light as he gathered his Blazing Sun Inner Strength on his fists and legs.
Boom!
A red afterimage flashed and an explosive aura filled the area around Zhao Feng.
"What a terrifying explosive power and inner force condensation speed."
Zhao Feng felt as if he had fallen into a wave of fire and his skin was burning. Before he could even attack, his opponent had already gathered his Blazing Sun Inner Strength and unleashed a powerful attack.
Boom boom — —
The fiery red fist was like an explosion of fire as it landed in front of Zhao Feng.
Flowing Wind Form! Smoking Transparent Step!
Zhao Feng's figure flickered as he stood on the spot. Sometimes, his figure was formless, and other times, it would appear. Under the pressure of the blazing sun's internal energy, Zhao Feng was like a fish swimming back and forth.
As the illusory figure and the red light intertwined, the audience was overwhelmed by the sight.
Most people were just there to watch the show, not knowing what was going on.
However, some of the peak ninth rank or Half-step Transcending Realm disciples had a serious expression on their faces.
They could see Xiao Sun's attack clearly, but not Zhao Feng's movement skill.
Ever since he had comprehended the Illusion Fish Picture, Zhao Feng's Smoke Shapeless Steps had been cultivated to perfection.
In the eyes of the crowd, Zhao Feng's figure was illusory, full of endless variables.
Although Xiao Sun's attack was powerful and had almost reached the peak of Half-step Ascended Realm, it couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Feng's shirt.
His speed wasn't bad either, but he couldn't see through Zhao Feng's movement skill and was tricked by the 'illusions' time and time again.
"This movement skill seems to have some sort of array in it, could it be …"
Deacon Qiu stared at Zhao Feng's illusory figure with shock on his face.
The two exchanged blows for a while. Xiao Sun's Blazing Sun Manual's power had reached a terrifying level, but he couldn't hit his opponent time and time again.
His attack power had shocked some of the top 10 outer disciples.
Even Zhao Feng didn't want to fight him head on. Firstly, it was a Middle class Mortal skill, which was too powerful even if Xiao Sun wasn't skilled enough. Secondly, Zhao Feng needed to conserve his energy for the next challenge.
Blazing Sun Three Heavy Strike!
Xiao Sun's body glowed red as he condensed his Blazing Sun Inner Energy into a red fist that exploded like a cloud of fire, stacking three times and forming a large scale shockwave.
The faint red airwave carried a terrifying heat that spread in all directions.
In terms of power, this move had already surpassed Ji Fengyun, who was originally ranked 13th. No wonder Xiao Sun had the confidence to challenge Zhao Feng.
"Break!"
Zhao Feng's illusory figure flickered around Xiao Sun.
At this moment, he finally made his move.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
His index finger flickered in the air as it shot towards Xiao Sun in an arc or a straight line, piercing through the surrounding Burning Sun Aura.
Xiao Sun's expression changed as his face turned pale. Zhao Feng's finger attack had gone beyond logic. It was full of spirituality, making it hard to differentiate between real and fake.
He could only hear the sound of the finger exploding as he tried to find the source of the attack through his ears.
However, Star Finger, which had merged with the Illusion Fish Picture, was a completely new offensive martial art. It was more powerful and full of changes, giving people all sorts of illusions.
What the eyes and ears saw and heard might not be real.
Because the eyes and the ears can sometimes deceive people and be deceived by illusions.
Puchi!
A finger attack landed on Xiao Sun's shoulder, leaving a bloody mark.
Xiao Sun's body trembled.
Then, a second, then a third …
Xiao Sun was completely on the defensive as he madly circulated his Blazing Sun Manual, trying to counterattack.
However, he couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Feng's clothes.
Zhao Feng's movement and attacks were mysterious and unpredictable, always out of Xiao Sun's expectations.
In just a short while, Xiao Sun's body was left with seven to eight bloody marks. His hair was a mess and his face was pale white as he panted heavily.
"Give up."
Two illusory figures overlapped in front of Xiao Sun, revealing Zhao Feng's real body.
Xiao Sun had used up a lot of his energy and he was heavily injured. If it wasn't for Zhao Feng showing mercy, he would've died long ago.
But throughout the entire battle, he couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Feng's robes. The fire in his heart made him lose all reason.
Blazing Sun Wave Breaker!
Xiao Sun's red palm slashed towards Zhao Feng.
This scene caused Yang Qingshan and the rest to exclaim, thinking that Brother Zhao was too careless.
Poof!
Zhao Feng's figure disappeared, as if he had disappeared into thin air.
Xiao Sun cursed in his heart, but before he could react, a sharp finger pierced through his shoulder from behind.
The power of this finger was condensed to the extreme, and it pierced through his body like a needle.
Xiao Sun's body stiffened, and his face turned pale white. He turned his head around and saw Zhao Feng's cold gaze, "If this was a life and death battle, you would've died many times over …"
Hearing this, Xiao Sun's body trembled, and his face alternated between white and red.
Plop!
He was sent flying by Zhao Feng's kick, and fell off the stage.
Hua!
The Outer Sect disciples below the stage were in an uproar. Many of them looked at the youth on the stage in disbelief.
The first round was nothing to Zhao Feng.
From the beginning to the end, Xiao Sun couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Feng's clothes, and was toyed with.
Using Zhao Feng's words, if this was a life and death battle, Xiao Sun would've died many times over.
So what if his cultivation was high, and so what if his attack was strong? He couldn't even withstand a single blow in a real battle. This was the classic case of high cultivation but low battle power.
"First round, Xiao Sun has failed!"
Deacon Qiu announced.
After Xiao Sun's defeat, the Hong brothers stopped underestimating him, and their expressions turned solemn.
Xiao Sun's strength was comparable to the top ten outer disciples.
And this elite outer disciple was defeated by Zhao Feng in such a playful manner.
One could imagine that Zhao Feng's strength was only stronger than the two of them.
"Second round, ranked 13 'Zhao Feng' challenges ranked 9 'Hong Si'."
In the second round, the challenger became Zhao Feng.
Zeng!
Hong Si's well-built figure was like a leopard as he leapt onto the stage.
Zhao Feng's left eye slightly contracted. He realised that Hong Si's movement skill was extremely agile, and his bones and flesh were emitting a powerful force.
"Agile movement skill, decent body tempering skills, and powerful physique. Adding on his cultivation at the half-step Ascended Realm … "
He had a rough estimate of Hong Si's strength.
At least in terms of movement skill and physique, Hong Si was definitely stronger than Xiao Sun.
Iron Plow Fist!
Hong Si's figure leapt and appeared in front of Zhao Feng nimbly. His movement skill was strange, but his attacks were wide. His arms were like a ten thousand kilogram plough, slashing across the sky.
Puchi — —
On the hard black stone platform, there were gullies that were one to two feet deep. Stone chips flew everywhere.
Hong Si's Iron Plough Fist was domineering and awe-inspiring. It swept through everything, and based on his own style, he carved out astonishing trenches. Qi waves and stone fragments tumbled everywhere.
Zhao Feng immediately used Smoking Transparent Step and he moved between Hong Si's attacks, making it hard to tell which was real and which was fake.
However, Hong Si's movement skill was much better than Xiao Sun's, and he managed to catch up to Zhao Feng's movement skill.
One Star Finger!
Suddenly, a sharp and explosive finger force pierced through Hong Si's defensive inner force layer in a few arcs from the gaps in Hong Si's attack.
Puchi!
A bloody gash was left on Hong Si's thigh and he instantly roared in anger.
The reason why Zhao Feng was able to succeed was because he had used his left eye to find a flaw in Hong Si's defense.
Hong Si, who had been hit, didn't even know what was going on, so there were only a few people who could see through it.
After his thigh was injured, Hong Si's movement skill became slower and he was continuously hit by Zhao Feng's Star Finger, leaving close to ten bloody gashes on his body. In the end, he was kicked out of the stage by Zhao Feng.
Plop!
Hong Si fell flat on his face and he gritted his teeth. If it wasn't for the fact that Zhao Feng had injured his thigh, he wouldn't have lost so unjustly.
"Old Three! There's something weird about this brat, you have to be careful … "
Hong Si said to Hong San, who was about to enter the stage.
His brother's strength was above his, and his mental state was more stable.
"Hong San! There's no need for you to defeat this kid, just delay him for a period of time and wear down his strength. "
A voice sounded out by his ear.
Hong San nodded when he heard this, and he stepped onto the stage unhurriedly.
Zhao Feng couldn't help but size up his third opponent.
Hong San's expression and aura were much more stable than his younger brother, and it was most suitable to be described as stable.
Iron Hawk Divine Claw!
Hong San's movement technique allowed him to advance and retreat, and he was agile and nimble. His attacks were extremely swift and fierce, and his claw slapped out like a bolt of lightning.
Slap!
That swift claw was sufficient to instantly shatter a steel plate a few inches thick, and a sharp finger mark flashed through the air and a sharp and horrifying sound resounded out.
Smoky Shadowless Steps!
Zhao Feng's figure flashed and dodged Hong San's terrifying attack.
Subsequently, the two of them intersected and exchanged blows.
Zhao Feng noticed that Hong San never attacked rashly, and he fought with all his heart, meticulously, and didn't underestimate his opponent in the slightest.
Hong San had a steady expression, and his gaze was sharp as he stared coldly at Zhao Feng. "Kid surnamed Zhao, I admit that you're stronger than me, but it isn't so easy to win easily from me."
His objective in this battle was to wear down Zhao Feng's strength, and that was all.
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