The nine ranks of the Martial Path were extremely difficult.
Once one stepped into the fourth rank of the Martial Path, they would leave the lowest rank and become a true martial artist.
This was like a carp leaping through the dragon's gate.
A true martial artist, placed in any place in the Cloud Nation, in any power, would be able to enjoy extremely high treatment.
On this continent, how many Martial Disciples were unable to cross this threshold?
To Zhao Feng, becoming a martial artist was a dream that he had to fight for for a long time.
And now, this goal had been achieved so quickly.
Breaking through to the fourth rank of the Martial Path was completely within Zhao Feng's expectations, but it was even faster than he had imagined.
A few days before the Outer Disciples Tournament, Zhao Feng had already tried to break through to the fourth rank of the Martial Path. At that time, he felt that he was still lacking, but because he was afraid that his foundation would be unstable, he did not force it.
But after participating in the Outer Disciples Tournament, Zhao Feng had experienced many battles and fought against many strong opponents, which greatly improved his body.
If it was just this alone, it would not have been enough for Zhao Feng to break through to the fourth rank of the Martial Path so quickly.
"I really have to thank Zhao Yijian's father."
Zhao Feng's lips curled into a mocking smile.
During the day, he had defeated Zhao Yijian, which caused his father Zhao Tianjian to feel pressured and wanted to kill him.
Enduring the pressure of the sixth rank of the Martial Path had stimulated Zhao Feng's potential and the power of his left eye, allowing him to become a martial artist.
Under that stimulation, Zhao Feng's peak Angry Dragon Fists had almost reached the max level.
This could be said to be a great help!
Zhao Tianjian had gone for wool and come home shorn, he was probably depressed to death.
"That Zhao Tianjian must have developed malicious thoughts and killing intent towards me."
Zhao Feng was secretly on guard.
Because of this, Zhao Feng decided to hide the fact that he had broken through to the fourth rank of the Martial Path.
He also used the Hiding Air Technique to hide his cultivation at the peak of the third rank of the Martial Path, and his inner strength was also faintly discernible.
On the surface, Zhao Feng was at most a half-step martial artist.
After breaking through to the fourth rank of the Martial Path, Zhao Feng's priority was to consolidate his cultivation.
In the past few months, his cultivation had progressed at an astonishing rate.
While consolidating his cultivation, he began to combine what he had learned in his mind.
This time, he used his left eye to comprehend the scenes from the match and repeatedly simulated 《Angry Dragon Fist》.
After the tempering of the outer disciples Martial Meet, in addition to the stimulation from Zhao Tianjian's pressure, Zhao Feng's 《Angry Dragon Fists》 was close to perfection.
"If I can cultivate the Angry Dragon Fist to Consummation, even if I encounter a high-ranked martial art at Great Perfection, I will be able to suppress him."
Zhao Feng thought to himself.
However, the realm of martial arts depended on a mysterious understanding, which belonged to the spiritual level.
In just a few hours, although Zhao Feng gained some comprehension, he could not immediately push his Angry Dragon Fist to Consummation.
However, Xiao Chen was confident that he would only need a few days to perfect the Angry Dragon Fist to perfection.
Before dawn, Zhao Feng turned into a blur and returned home.
On the way, he secretly activated his left eye, and the night became as bright as day.
With his left eye's vision, he could clearly see everything within a six-seven mile radius.
If it was during the day, this range would at least double.
The upgrade of his left eye gave him the biggest changes in his vision, reaction, comprehension, and mental energy.
The last "mental energy" was something that even Zhao Feng could not understand.
Simply put, it meant that his brain was full of energy. Even if he were to think for a day and night, he would not feel tired.
… …
The next morning.
Zhao Feng was still meditating on his bed, and did not sleep.
Because of the upgrade of his left eye, his energy was even more vigorous, and he did not need to sleep much. He could definitely train for two days straight, and rest for a few hours.
This way, Zhao Feng would have more time to train, especially in terms of accumulating inner strength.
"Is this Zhao Feng's house?"
A clear voice came from outside.
"Who is it?"
His mother, the Zhao clan, went out to open the door.
A luxuriously dressed middle aged man stood outside, and behind him were a few people dressed like servants. But even if they were servants, they were still at the second rank of the Martial Path.
At first glance, Zhao Feng felt that he looked familiar.
"Sir!"
Zhao Tianyang was shocked, and immediately went out to greet him.
Hearing his father mention it, Zhao Feng immediately remembered that the person in front of him was the outer layer's manager.
The general manager of the outer layer held real power and was in charge of the entire outer layer. He held a high position and was rarely seen. In terms of cultivation, the outer layer's manager had reached the sixth rank of the Martial Path, and was stronger than Zhao Tianjian.
Zhao Tianyang was a bit cautious as he welcomed the outer layer's manager into the room.
"Zhao Tianyang! To have such a good son is the good fortune you have accumulated over several lifetimes. "
The outer layer's manager said with a smile.
"Greetings, manager."
Zhao Feng walked out of the room, and bowed to the outer layer's manager.
At the same time, he circulated his Hiding Air Technique to the maximum, to prevent the other person from seeing that he had reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path.
"Not bad, not bad! I've checked your household information. You're not even fourteen years old, but you've already formed your inner strength, and become a half-step martial artist. Even Zhao Linlong was only at your level. "
The outer layer's manager's face was full of praise.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhao Feng asked, "Manager, what brings you here today?"
"Oh! I almost forgot about the important matter. "
The outer layer's manager coughed lightly, and his expression became serious, "Due to your outstanding performance, the family has decided to focus on grooming you. From today onwards, you can move into the inner layer, and you'll receive five hundred silvers a month. The first floor of the martial arts library is open to you … "
Hearing the outer layer's announcement, Zhao Tianyang and the Zhao clan were extremely emotional, and they thanked him profusely.
Even Zhao Feng was shocked.
He didn't think that the family would focus on grooming him so quickly.
Five hundred silvers a month was ten times more than what he had now.
In the past, when he was at the first rank of the Martial Path, his monthly allowance was ten silvers, and when he was at the second rank of the Martial Path, it was twenty silvers.
But now, not only was his allowance greatly increased, he also had other benefits.
So much so that Zhao Feng's current treatment was even better than some of the inner disciples.
This was really an "exception" promotion!
Maybe it was because Zhao Feng's performance was too outstanding, so much so that he didn't even participate in the tournament, but he was already able to move into the inner layer of the family.
"Thank you for the family's grooming and manager's love."
Zhao Feng immediately expressed his gratitude.
Being in such a large family, even if there were some unfair things happening around him, as long as he was in the family, he would receive protection. If his ability increased, he would be promoted, and even focused on grooming.
This was also the cohesiveness of the family's competitive system.
"Good, I'll send someone to arrange for you to move into the inner layer of the family."
After the outer layer's manager finished, he ordered the servants behind him.
On the same day, Zhao Feng's family moved into the "new home" of the inner layer of the family.
The inner layer of the family was an important place for the Zhao family, and all the disciples and relatives here would receive protection.
Entering here, not only did Zhao Feng receive protection, even his parents benefited.
"This courtyard is really big, it's more than enough for me to train. There are two to three floors, including a study, a bathroom, a firewood room, a stable …"
Zhao Feng entered his new home, feeling slightly excited.
Because he was focused on grooming by the family, the courtyard and pavilion that Zhao Feng lived in were also given a few servants and maids.
After moving into his new home, Zhao Feng once again began to consolidate his cultivation.
Normally, he would train at home, but for some special and secret training, he would go to a remote place in the family.
After two to three days, Zhao Feng's cultivation of the fourth rank of the Martial Path had basically stabilized.
"There's still ten more days until the Family Tournament. I need to at least train Angry Dragon Fists to perfection, only then will I have a chance to fight for the top three."
At this time, his mind was completely focused on perfecting Angry Dragon Fists. Every night when he trained his inner strength, he would spend some time to comprehend it.
On that night, Zhao Feng had successfully trained Angry Dragon Fists to perfection.
Every punch of the Great Perfection Angry Dragon Fist was powerful and deep. When it was accompanied by the inner strength of the martial path, it was like a raging dragon roaring in a river, shaking the eardrums.
Kacha!
With a light punch, Zhao Feng smashed a tree in front of him into pieces.
This casual punch was comparable to the attack of the "Tiger King".
"Angry Dragon Fists to perfection, combined with Air Crossing Breathing Technique, it's like adding wings to a tiger …"
Zhao Feng could not suppress the excitement on his face.
Looking at the inner and outer members of the Zhao Clan, Zhao Feng had never heard of anyone who could train a middle ranked martial art to perfection.
Because people with this kind of talent and ability, spending the same amount of time, could train a high ranked martial art to great success, or even near the peak.
The next morning.
Zhao Feng sat cross legged, still training his inner strength.
The ability of his left eye gave him a strong mental energy, giving him more time to train his inner strength.
Therefore, Air Crossing Breathing Technique also improved steadily.
"Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng! "
Exclamations came from the outside.
Hmm?
Zhao Feng looked outside, only to see a few familiar outer disciples running to his door.
One of them was Zhao Kun.
"What happened?"
Zhao Feng was slightly shocked.
"A few Xin family disciples came to challenge my brother, Zhao Guang and the others were all defeated."
Zhao Kun breathed heavily.
Xin family disciples? Challenge?
Zhao Feng was calm. What does this have to do with me?
"A few of them even asked to challenge you, the top outer disciple of the Zhao family."
Zhao Kun said anxiously.
"Where are they?"
Since they wanted to challenge him, Zhao Feng could not avoid it.
He had some breakthroughs recently, so he wanted to exercise.
Soon.
Zhao Feng followed a few outer disciples and ran to the gate of the Zhao Clan.
A commotion came from the front.
"Hehe, the younger generation of the Zhao family can't even take a single blow."
"Brother Fei's improvement is godly. Three quasi martial artists can't even take one blow from you."
"I heard that there's a genius called Zhao Feng in the outer disciples of the Zhao family. Let him come out and fight."
… …
A group of around twenty Xin family disciples stood at the gate of the Zhao family.
There were two people leading them, a youth with a knife scar on the left and a youth wearing a straw hat on the right.
Both of their cultivation had reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path.
Especially the youth wearing a straw hat, his cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth rank of the Martial Path.
"Eh! It's him! "
Zhao Feng recognized the youth with a knife scar on the left. It was' Xin Fei 'that he had met in the Sky Cloud Forest.
Now that a month had passed, Xin Fei had reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path. It seemed that the fight with the Tiger King had stimulated his potential.
Looking at the current situation, the Xin Clan's side was aggressive, and they had two great warriors on their side.
On the other hand, the Zhao family had five to six disciples injured.
Zhao Yue and Zhao Qian both had wounds on their bodies.
"Zhao Feng, you're here!"
Zhao Yue endured the pain. When he saw Zhao Feng, his face was filled with joy.
After all, Zhao Feng was the top outer disciple.
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