The first three levels of the Metal Wall Technique were only for the foundation. Only after reaching the fourth level and above would one be able to display its true power.
Once this body tempering technique was promoted to the fourth layer, one's body would be like an iron wall, impenetrable by swords and spears.
This meant that with Xin Fei's attack, Zhao Feng could take it with his body.
A few cultivators of the fourth or fifth rank of the Martial Path wouldn't be able to hurt him.
The fourth level of the Metal Wall Technique didn't just strengthen the skin and flesh, it also melted the Inner Strength into the bones and flesh. It could greatly increase one's strength, and it could also increase one's resistance against swords, blades, and Inner Strength.
Zhao Feng's current feeling was extremely obvious.
He didn't need to use Inner Strength, but he could feel the power in his bones and muscles.
"I can easily defeat a cultivator of the fourth rank without using Inner Strength. I can even fight against a cultivator of the fifth rank."
Zhao Feng took a deep breath and closed his eyes to feel the power in his body.
At this moment, Zhao Feng finally understood the benefits of a body strengthening technique.
If he had reached the fourth level of the Metal Wall Technique, he would have been able to deal with the attacks of the three martial artists at the same time instead of falling into a desperate situation.
Teng!
Zhao Feng jumped out of the blood pool and stabilized his body for a few hours before he floated to the entrance of the cave.
The entrance of the cave was blocked by a pile of rocks.
Zhao Feng could see the situation in the valley through the cracks of the rocks.
"It's still here?"
Zhao Feng frowned as he saw the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf lying in the valley, snoring.
He didn't dare to move, so he only moved some rocks away.
Roar …
Right at this moment, the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf howled, and a strong aura of killing intent echoed throughout the valley.
Zhao Feng felt helpless as he returned to the depths of the cave.
The Green-Eyed Giant Wolf was a high rank deadly beast, so it wouldn't be easy for Zhao Feng to get away with it.
"There's only two more days until the tournament starts."
Zhao Feng was slightly anxious as he soaked in the blood pool.
It was impossible to force his way through. The Green-Eyed Giant Wolf's strength was comparable to the eighth rank of the Martial Path, and anyone below the seventh rank would be killed instantly.
There were nine ranks of the Martial Path, and every three ranks was a dividing line.
The fourth to sixth ranks of the Martial Path were the "Energy Accumulation Rank", and the seventh to eighth ranks were the "Energy Breaking Rank".
Zhao Feng might be able to challenge someone of the sixth rank of the Martial Path, but he wouldn't be able to challenge someone of the Energy Breaking Rank.
The green-eyed giant wolf was equivalent to a qi breaking stage master, or at least an eighth rank master. Even the elders of the Zhao sect might not be its opponent.
Since he couldn't go out, Zhao Feng had no choice but to cultivate.
Since he couldn't go out, Zhao Zhao Zhao Feng could only stayed in.
The power of the blood colored spring was indeed strong. Even though Zhao Feng's Metal Wall Technique had reached the fourth level, he could still feel it increase, but it was much slower than before.
Zhao Feng's Metal Wall Technique had improved again.
In the meantime, he had also consumed a five hundred year old Blood Lingzhi and a five hundred year old Blood Bamboo.
The Blood Lingzhi could increase the Inner Strength of the Martial Path and strengthen the mind.
After consuming the Blood Lingzhi, Zhao Feng felt his mind clear and his Inner Strength became purer.
After eating the five hundred year old Blood Lingzhi Grass, Zhao Feng felt his mind clear up and his Inner Strength became purer.
With the help of the Blood Ginseng, his Inner Strength had reached the peak of the fifth rank of the Martial Path, which was comparable to Zhao Han's.
The Blood Bamboo was even more special. It could nourish the body and expel toxins.
Zhao Feng had been soaking in the blood pool for a long time, and he had consumed spiritual materials. His cultivation had increased at a fast pace, and his body had some hidden injuries and toxins.
After consuming the five hundred year old Blood Bamboo, his body excreted the black liquid a few times, and he felt refreshed. His body had changed, and his cultivation had increased a bit.
At this time, Zhao Feng's Inner Strength was comparable to the peak of the fifth rank, and his Metal Wall Technique was also close to the peak of the fourth rank.
However, he wasn't happy at all.
"Today should be the day of the Martial Meet."
Somewhat depressed, Zhao Feng sighed and shook his head.
He was still trapped in the cave, unable to get out.
It looked like he was not fated to participate in the main tournament … …
At the same time.
Sun Feather City, Zhao family.
The main tournament was carried out in an orderly manner.
In the inner disciples of the Zhao Family, elite disciples that were rarely seen appeared one by one.
First place, Zhao Linlong, second place, Zhao Chi, third place, Zhao Han … …
One by one, the younger disciples appeared, pushing the main tournament to a new peak.
The Family Martial Tournament was going on like a raging fire.
Only a small number of people were confused.
"Why isn't he here?"
Zhao Yufei's eyes scanned across the disciples but she didn't see Zhao Feng's figure.
After half a month, Zhao Yufei had finally reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path. She had used the Air Crossing Breathing Technique as well as some precious herbs … …
On the other side of the stage, there were fifty chairs divided into five rows, and fifty inner disciples sat on them.
These fifty chairs represented fifty spots for inner disciples.
The first three chairs were the top three disciples of the clan, and all of them were at the fifth rank of the Martial Path.
Looking at their auras, Zhao Chi and Zhao Han had both reached the fifth rank of the Martial Path recently.
As for 'Zhao Linlong', his eyes were closed from start to finish, and he was unfathomable.
He didn't even look at the battles on the stage.
"Why isn't the outer disciple, Zhao Feng, here?"
"Yeah, I heard that he defeated a disciple of the fourth rank of the Martial Path a few days ago."
Some of the Zhao Clan disciples discussed amongst themselves.
Only a few of the higher ups of the Zhao Clan noticed Zhao Feng's situation.
On the stage.
"If he came, he would be at least of the fourth rank of the Martial Path, so he should be in the top five. But why … …"
An old man with a white beard murmured to himself.
This old man was the head judge of the outer disciples tournament, and he had stopped Zhao Tianjian from pressuring Zhao Feng.
Today, he was also one of the two head judges of the tournament.
"Hmph, if he can come, then the sun will rise from the west."
Zhao Tianjian's eyes flashed with anger, but then he thought to himself, "But … … why didn't 'Grey Eagle' give me a reply after he completed the mission?"
… …
Sky Cloud Forest, deep inside a dark cave.
Zhao Feng was still soaking in the pool of blood, and his last bit of hope had gone down the drain.
Time passed slowly.
He was sure that the tournament had already begun.
But the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf was still guarding his territory, so Zhao Feng didn't dare to act rashly.
The only thing he could do now was to soak in the pool and practice the Metal Wall Technique and Air Crossing Breathing Technique.
In the blink of an eye, another day had passed.
Zhao Feng's Metal Wall Technique slowly rose to the peak of the fourth rank.
His Inner Strength had reached the peak of the fifth rank, and was even close to the sixth rank.
Even his cultivation, which was the slowest, was close to the peak of the fifth rank.
"It's been a day since the tournament started."
Zhao Feng no longer had any hope or hope in his heart.
Although the Clan Martial Meet was important, but compared to his own life, which was more important, he had his own considerations.
Furthermore, as long as he had enough strength, even if he didn't participate in the tournament, he wouldn't have to fear anything.
Roar — —
A faint roar came from the canyon, coming closer and closer.
Eh!
Zhao Feng's figure leapt out of the blood-colored pond.
That roar obviously came from the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf.
"Let's go take a look."
Zhao Feng used Lightly Ferry, and in an instant, he arrived at the blocked entrance.
Through the cracks in the rocks, Zhao Feng saw the situation in the valley.
At that moment, on the other side of the valley, about three to four miles away, a few human figures appeared.
Humans!
Zhao Feng was overjoyed at first, but then his mood became gloomy again.
High rank deadly beasts were terrifying, and normal people wouldn't even be able to get close to them, unless there was a Martial Master amongst them.
Zhao Feng's left eye was three to four miles away, but he could clearly see the faces of these people. Even the moles on their faces, the lines on their skin, it was all there.
There were three people, two males and one female. Most of them were seventeen or eighteen, and the oldest was only twenty.
At this age, it was almost impossible for them to be Martial Masters.
In Zhao Feng's mind, which of the elders in the Zhao Clan wasn't in their seventies or eighties?
However, when the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf faced these people, it didn't attack immediately, as if it was afraid of them.
The two males and one female were wearing black robes, so they should be members of some force.
From three to four miles away, Zhao Feng couldn't hear their voices, since his ears weren't as powerful as his left eye.
At this moment, the older youth in the lead calmly said, "This beast is actually capable of understanding human nature."
"No challenge."
Another youth said in disdain.
"Leave it to me."
The last girl said timidly.
"Okay, Sister Yuan, your battle skills are too weak. Now, you need to kill it in one move. "
The leading youth said.
… …
If Zhao Feng could hear their conversation, he would be shocked.
Then, he watched as the young and inexperienced girl walked towards the high level vicious beast and the gigantic Green-eyed Giant Wolf.
Roar ~
The Green-Eyed Giant Wolf howled and pounced towards the young girl.
My god!
Zhao Feng was dazed. At that moment, his heart rate sped up.
The young girl could die in the mouth of the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf.
Zhao Feng's left eye was pushed to the limit.
In his vision, the world seemed to slow down by tens of times.
"Break!"
The young girl in his field of vision flew up gracefully. Her jade-like hand slowly drew a line, and a layer of strange green light condensed in her jade-like hand, transforming into a whirlwind of sharp light. It followed a strange trajectory and hit the head of the giant green wolf.
Puchi — —
The skin of the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf that was harder than steel was cut open, and its head instantly exploded. It let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground dead.
Boom!
Dust flew everywhere, and only the corpse of the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf was left in a pool of blood.
Such a scene.
It made Zhao Feng stunned.
His left eye was still twitching.
In the pitch black space, the faint green light split into two with a "shua", turning into two figures: one representing the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf, and the other representing the young girl.
The two figures quickly approached each other. The small girl followed a strange trajectory, as if she had merged with some sort of force, and every move she made was filled with power, killing the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf in one move.
The scene, especially the way the young girl attacked, was repeated in the pitch black space, and was imprinted in his mind.
Zhao Feng's body was like stone, and his eyes were closed, as if he had entered a mysterious state, as if he didn't feel anything.
He didn't even know when the people in the canyon had left.
"Sister Yuan, this is your first time fighting. Although the opponent was weak, you did well."
The youth in charge praised.
… ….
When Zhao Feng opened his eyes.
There was no one in the canyon, only the corpse of the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf remained.
Everything that had happened before was like a dream.
But if he opened his left eye, in the pitch black space, he would repeat the scene of the young girl killing the high rank deadly beast in one move.
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