"That's me, I guarantee it's true."
Zhao Feng didn't back down and faced Zhao Qian. His aura that belonged to the third rank of the Martial Path gave off a faint pressure.
This scene fell into the eyes of some of the clan disciples, and they were quite shocked.
"When did Zhao Feng reach the third rank of the Martial Path?"
Zhao Kun and the others finally noticed the change in Zhao Feng's cultivation.
Zhao Xue, who was standing beside Zhao Yijian, opened her mouth in shock.
"Hmph! He only used external items to forcefully break through. Such a person can't even withstand a single blow. "
Zhao Yijian said with disdain.
"Maybe."
Zhao Xue felt relieved.
"Zhao Feng, you're very courageous. You're stronger than I imagined. No wonder you were able to beat my little brother to a pulp."
Zhao Qian had a look of praise on his face as he walked two to three feet away.
"Thanks for the compliment. You want to take revenge for your brother?"
Zhao Feng gave a faint smile.
"Yes!"
Zhao Qian said with an indifferent expression, "Even if my brother isn't skilled and is a piece of trash …"
These words caused Zhao Kun, who was not far away, to have an extremely unsightly expression.
This brother of his was cold, straightforward, and did not give others any face.
Zhao Qian continued, "You're younger than me, and you've just reached the third rank of the Martial Path. I, Zhao Qian, won't bully you. If you can take ten moves from me, I'll put an end to this."
"Okay."
Zhao Feng was a little shocked, but he nodded his head.
Zhao Gan's elder brother wasn't as domineering as one would imagine. His personality was completely different from his younger brother, Zhao Kun.
The two walked to an empty space on the field and faced each other.
"It's starting …"
Zhao Gan's aura suddenly became cold and gloomy. His body and limbs bent and squatted in a strange and feminine manner like a coiled poisonous snake.
Thirteen Transformations of the Viper!
Some of the disciples present recognized the origin of the move.
As his opponent, Zhao Feng felt an inexplicable chill.
Even though they both practiced the Thirteen Transformations of the Poisonous Snake, Zhao Qian was able to bring him greater pressure and threat.
"Venomous Snake Second Transformation!"
Zhao Qian's half-squatting body was like the shadow of a snake, sweeping towards Zhao Feng's head at lightning speed.
Zhao Feng only felt a cold gust of wind approaching his head. The opponent's sudden burst of speed and power was two times stronger than Zhao Kun's.
Fortunately, his left eye had clearly captured Zhao Qian's movement trajectory, and he quickly blocked it with a punch.
Bam!
Zhao Feng successfully knocked Zhao Qian away with a single punch. However, he felt that his opponent's body was weak and powerless. Zhao Qian spun on the ground and moved towards his lower body at an astonishing speed.
"How troublesome! As expected of the top five outer disciples of the family! "
Zhao Feng's expression changed. He felt that his opponent had truly mastered the essence of the Thirteen Transformations of the Poisonous Snake.
He even had a feeling that he wasn't facing a person, but a cunning and ruthless venomous snake.
Bam! Bam! Bam …
Zhao Feng took a deep breath and concentrated. His face was solemn as he started sparring with Zhao Qian.
In a short period of time, Zhao Feng was forced into a passive state.
"I will not use my left eye's ability for now and see how much I can use it."
Zhao Feng's heart was calm.
Once he used his left eye's ability, his reaction speed and perception would increase greatly. Fighting against people of the same rank wouldn't be a challenge anymore.
Of course, even if he couldn't use his left eye, Zhao Feng's reaction speed and perception would still be higher than martial disciples of the same rank.
In the first few moves, Zhao Feng was forced into a passive state.
For the next few moves, he relied on his own consciousness and the experience and intuition of a martial artist to resist Zhao Gan's attacks. He was not at a disadvantage.
Bam! Bam! Beng …
Two silhouettes clashed on the martial arts field.
The two were fighting at close quarters, their movements were extremely fast and dangerous.
"Zhao Feng's strength is stronger than I imagined."
"It's already been five moves …"
Some of the Zhao Clan disciples felt that it was inconceivable.
"His improvement is so fast!"
Zhao Xue's breathing quickened.
Not far away, Zhao Kun's forehead was also covered in sweat.
He thought that with his brother's strength, he would be able to take down Zhao Feng in two or three moves, but he didn't expect the latter to improve so much.
Very quickly, it was the sixth move!
It looked like Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun were about to reach a draw.
"Venomous Snake Fourth Transformation!"
Zhao Kun's movements became more gentle. His four limbs were like a sponge, rolling, bouncing and entangling around Zhao Feng. Every time he failed, he would quickly change his moves.
From the fourth transformation onwards, the power of Zhao Kun's moves increased by leaps and bounds, becoming more difficult to deal with.
The pressure on Zhao Feng increased. He only remembered that Zhao Kun in the past had only mastered the first three transformations of Thirteen Venomous Snake Transformations.
But Zhao Qian had actually mastered the first seven transformations of Venomous Snake Transformations.
With each transformation of Thirteen Venomous Snake Transformations, the power and difficulty increased.
Zhao Feng only felt that his opponent's body seemed to have no bones. He was getting closer and harder to deal with …
Swoosh!
Zhao Feng instinctively used Lightly Floating Ferry. His speed suddenly increased and he widened the distance between him and Zhao Qian.
Close quarters combat was Thirteen Venomous Snake Transformations' forte. He found it hard to use Angry Dragon Fist, a middle-rank martial art.
Teng! Teng!
Zhao Feng's unparalleled speed and body movement allowed him to move around Zhao Kun. His speed was always slightly faster than the latter and he widened the distance between them.
The eighth move, the ninth move … the tenth move!
The two figures suddenly separated. Some of the spectating disciples felt like they couldn't breathe.
"You win."
Zhao Qian looked deeply at Zhao Feng with a hint of helplessness. He turned around and left, leaving behind a group of shocked and dazed disciples of the Zhao Clan.
"Thanks for letting me win."
Zhao Feng was not surprised at all.
He didn't use his full strength in this battle.
For example, Zhao Feng didn't purposely use his left eye, nor did he use Lightly Floating Ferry and Air Pushing Breathing Technique to their limits.
He did this for two reasons.
First, before the Clan Sparring Competition, he wanted to preserve some of his trump cards.
Second, he wanted to see how strong he was without purposely using his left eye.
The result was obvious. Under a situation where their strengths were restricted, Zhao Feng and Zhao Qian fought to a draw.
Of course, Zhao Feng couldn't be sure if Zhao Qian was holding back or not. After all, the two only exchanged ten moves.
"Since when did he become so strong …"
Some of the disciples of the Zhao Clan who were familiar with Zhao Feng and used to ridicule him were now dumbfounded.
Zhao Kun's mouth was agape, dumbstruck.
"Brother, even if I can't beat him in ten moves, you have to help me teach him a lesson."
Zhao Kun chased after him with a face full of unhappiness.
"You should just give up! Even without the restriction of moves, I can't do anything to him. Zhao Feng's agility is higher than mine. "
Zhao Qian shook his head.
"How is this possible!"
Zhao Kun's heart shook. He understood his brother's personality. He disliked hypocrisy.
"He won …."
Zhao Xue's delicate body was slightly stiff and her expression was complicated. She looked at the figure of the youth in the distance. He seemed to be even more handsome and tall than before. As he strolled leisurely in the courtyard, there was a kind of calm confidence in his chest.
"This kid actually has some skills."
Zhao Yijian's expression was cold: "But he only lasted ten moves from Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian ….. was defeated by me a long time ago! "
Hearing Zhao Yijian's words, Zhao Xue let out a breath of relief.
She didn't know why, but she was afraid that Zhao Feng would become stronger. The stronger he became, the more conflicted she felt.
…..
After a round of sparring, the martial arts field returned to normal.
It was almost noon. Most people were waiting.
This was because there was a powerful warrior coming to the martial arts field to teach.
"Coach Chen is here!"
The crowd suddenly became excited.
Zhao Feng followed the voice and saw a tall middle-aged man slowly walking into the martial arts field.
"This is Coach Chen."
Zhao Feng secretly opened the power of his left eye. He saw that the man's body was surrounded by a powerful aura.
Between his breaths, his powerful aura and Inner Strength were released, giving off an invisible aura.
Why did powerful people have a different aura, as if there was an invisible pressure around them?
Zhao Feng's left eye could sense blood and Inner Strength and he had a slight understanding of this.
At this time, every step Coach Chen took, every gaze brought with it an invisible pressure.
This was the aura of a true martial artist.
Martial Disciples under the fourth rank of the Martial Path wouldn't even have the will to fight.
"So strong!"
The Zhao Clan disciples in the martial arts field breathed heavily, their faces filled with respect and admiration.
The title of Martial Artist was the dream of many Martial Disciples in the Green Flower Continent.
Even Zhao Feng in the past was the same.
But now, his goal wasn't just limited to this.
His goal was to become a Martial Master above the seventh rank of the Martial Path, or even the legendary Holy Martial Path …
"Today, I will focus on the basics of the first three ranks of the Martial Path, the usage of Martial Skills, as well as the experience of Inner Strength …"
Coach Chen's voice was calm and powerful, as if it had a penetrating power. Even a few hundred meters away, it could be heard clearly.
Hearing the experience of Inner Strength, Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, Zhao Yufei and the other outer disciples' eyes all lit up.
"Inner Strength? What a coincidence! "
Zhao Feng cheered in his heart and looked forward to it.
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