"One move, you've lost …"
The shock and excitement on Zhao Feng's face couldn't be concealed.
Did I win? Or did I win in one move?
Before the battle, because of the change in his left eye, Zhao Feng was confident that with his reaction speed and insight, he would be able to block one move from Zhao Kun. If he performed well, he might be able to last for more than ten moves.
But the final result was completely out of his expectations.
Zhao Kun's sudden attack wasn't slow, the spectators couldn't see it clearly … But under his left eye, all of his movements were clear and distinct.
When his left eye was activated to its limit, Zhao Feng felt that his opponent's movements were slightly clumsy and slow.
What was even more unbelievable was that he could see the flaws in Zhao Kun's moves!
Flaws!
Flaws in high ranked martial arts!
Zhao Feng also didn't understand why he could see through the flaws in his opponent's moves so easily. Maybe his opponent's high ranked martial arts hadn't been trained to perfection.
In the end, Zhao Feng instinctively attacked, just like how he killed a fly with chopsticks, accurately intercepting his opponent's fatal flaw and winning in one move!
Hua!
The disciples on the martial arts field were in an uproar.
"Could it be that my eyes are playing tricks on me? The one who lost is actually Zhao Kun! "
"It's true, the one who lost is Zhao Kun."
The crowd of Zhao Clan disciples were dumbfounded, their expressions weird.
… …
"How is this possible … I actually lost to this guy!"
Zhao Kun's face was filled with confusion and doubt.
That's right!
He lost in a daze, completely clueless.
At that moment, Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun's expressions formed a sharp contrast.
"This is definitely an accident!"
Some of the Zhao Clan disciples looked at Zhao Feng's shocked expression and suddenly understood.
As these words were said, the crowd all agreed.
"That's right! This kid must have had good luck and won by coincidence. "
"His luck is too f * cking good …"
Everyone understood. They now had a "logical" explanation for Zhao Feng's victory.
"Luck? Maybe. "
Zhao Feng smiled faintly and turned to leave.
"Kid! Stop right there! "
Zhao Kun clutched his abdomen and struggled to stand up. With a dark face, he said, "Zhao Feng! You were lucky to win just now. Let's have another match! "
"Another round?"
Zhao Feng frowned and glanced at Zhao Kun. "First, you're injured. Second, I'm not free. "
After that, he turned around and walked to the corner of the Martial Arts Practice Field, leaving a group of Zhao Clan members looking at each other in dismay.
"Little bastard! Once I've recovered from my injuries and perfected the Thirteen Transformations of the Viper, I'll come and settle the score with you. "
Zhao Kun's face was filled with shock and anger as he left resentfully.
Recalling the battle just now, Zhao Kun came to the conclusion that there were three main reasons for his defeat:
First, he had underestimated his opponent.
Secondly, he had only mastered the first three forms of the Thirteen Transformations of the Viper, and there were still some flaws, so it was not perfect.
Thirdly, Zhao Feng's luck was too good.
… …
On the other side of the Martial Arts Practice Field, Zhao Feng began to practice.
"The reason why I could win just now was because Zhao Kun had underestimated his opponent. High ranked martial arts are mysterious, and he had not mastered them yet, so I saw through his flaws … …"
Zhao Feng's heart was very clear.
The next time they fought, Zhao Kun would definitely not underestimate his opponent. If he could perfect the first three forms of the Thirteen Transformations of the Viper, then Zhao Feng would not have the confidence to win.
After all, there was a huge gap between the first and second ranks of the Martial Path.
There were nine ranks in the Martial Path, and the first three were called the "Power Training Stage".
The so-called "Power Training Stage" was to train one's strength, strengthen one's blood, and solidify the body's foundation.
Therefore, between the first and second ranks of the Martial Path, there would be a huge difference of one to two hundred pounds in strength.
From this, it could be seen how difficult it was for a first rank to defeat a second rank, not to mention winning in one move.
"The key is still to increase my strength!"
Zhao Feng took a deep breath, and began to practice the "Flaming Metal Fist".
The first form … … the second form … … the third form … …
The "Flaming Metal Fist" on Zhao Feng's body flowed like water, smoother than ever before.
Hu!
Zhao Feng took back his fist, and exhaled. His face was filled with surprise. The "Flaming Metal Fist" had a total of thirty-two forms, and he had completed them in one breath. His speed was faster than before, and his strength was also stronger.
After completing the entire set, he felt the blood in his body flow more smoothly, and become more vigorous, as if it was burning.
Peng peng! Peng peng! … …
At the same time, the beating sound coming from his left eye became more and more intense.
Zhao Feng closed his eyes, and his consciousness quickly entered a pitch black space.
In the center of the space, there was a faint green spiral.
Originally, the spiral was only one foot long, and it was very dim.
But now, the length and brightness of the light green spiral seemed to have increased.
"Could it be! The special ability of my left eye is related to my own strength. "
Zhao Feng secretly guessed.
The strange changes in his left eye gave him an opportunity to change his fate. First, it allowed him to win against Zhao Kun, and now, his training also became very smooth.
"Again!"
Zhao Feng's eyes became sharp, and he continued to practice the "Flaming Metal Fist".
Peng peng peng … …
Zhao Feng's punching speed and body movements became faster and faster. The fist technique was like quicksilver falling to the ground, growing and multiplying.
After practicing for the third time, his speed was already twice as fast as before, and his power had at least doubled.
As he breathed, he felt the blood in his body surge. The parts of his body that he normally couldn't train, were now being refined.
"With this speed, I should be able to break through to the 2nd rank of the Martial Path in the next few days."
Zhao Feng could clearly feel his improvement.
After practicing all the way until evening, Zhao Feng wiped his sweat and returned home.
After returning home, he was still thinking about the changes in his left eye.
"Continue the godly power of my bloodline, rule the world, control the world — — lucky youngster, don't let me down … …"
He remembered the voice that sounded in the dark space when he was unconscious.
Zhao Feng guessed: This eye, most likely came from an ancient god-like existence, and by chance, it fused with his left eye … …
Even at night, when he opened his eyes, he could clearly see the objects outside.
That dark night had almost no effect on Zhao Feng's vision. His eyes could even clearly see the birds flying in the sky a few miles away … …
Lying on his bed at night, Zhao Feng felt his left eye twitch, releasing a trace of warmth that merged into his blood and into the depths of his body.
In this strange feeling, Zhao Feng slowly fell asleep.
The next morning.
Zhao Feng woke up early, stretched his limbs, and practiced in the narrow courtyard.
"This courtyard is too old, and the environment is terrible. When I become stronger, I will definitely move my parents into a spacious courtyard."
Zhao Feng thought to himself.
Very quickly, he started to practice the 32 moves of the "Flaming Metal Fist".
Bang … …
His fists whistled through the air, vibrating violently with shocking power.
Just as Zhao Feng threw out a few punches, he felt that something was wrong.
In between breaths, the blood in his body surged, and each punch had at least four to five hundred pounds of power.
"Eh!"
Zhao Feng was slightly surprised, his fists were like two balls of fire, whistling through the air.
Bang, kacha — —
A fist smashed into the tree in front of him, and a branch as thick as a fist was instantly broken into several pieces.
"No! This is definitely not the power of the first rank of the Martial Path, could it be … … "
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat.
In order to verify his guess, he took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, circulated his blood, and fiercely stomped on the ground.
Boom!
The ground shook, and the soil cracked, causing Zhao Feng's foot to sink half an inch into the ground.
His face was filled with joy, and he struck a large stone in front of him, which instantly shattered into pieces.
This kind of power was not something that a first rank of the Martial Path could achieve.
"Second rank of the Martial Path … … I actually broke through to the second rank of the Martial Path!"
Zhao Feng was overjoyed, and he closed his eyes, feeling the stronger blood in his body.
He originally thought that it would take one or two days to break through to the second rank of the Martial Path, but who would have thought that after sleeping for a night, he would naturally break through.
Merging his consciousness into his left eye, Zhao Feng found that the faint green light in the dark space had extended from one foot eight nine to two feet.
He could faintly feel that his energy was stronger than before, and there were other indescribable changes … …
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