"Alright, let's do as the two judges say, and allow Zhao Feng to participate in the Martial Gathering."
The head of the family, Zhao Tiancang, looked at Zhao Feng with interest and made the final decision.
The two judges and the patriarch voted unanimously, and the higher ups of the clan had no more objections.
This huge reversal caused Zhao Feng to be overjoyed, and for the first time, he felt a sense of belonging to the Zhao Clan.
In the corner, Zhao Tianjian was so angry that he was trembling.
Until now, he still could not believe that Zhao Feng could come back "alive" …
"'Grey Eagle's' assassination plan, actually failed."
Zhao Tianjian immediately felt that something was wrong, but his heart could not accept this reality.
With Grey Eagle's strength, and such a meticulous assassination plan, how could it fail?
"Zhao Feng!"
The judge said in a low voice: "You have received permission from the patriarch to participate in the overall competition. Next, I will explain some rules to you … "
"Yes."
Zhao Feng listened carefully.
With regards to the rules of the overall competition, Zhao Feng also had a rough idea.
The Martial Gathering's overall competition implemented a challenge system.
The first round was the "Quota Challenge Competition", where 50 outer disciples would challenge 50 fixed quota inner disciples, and if they won, they would obtain the corresponding ranking and quota.
Every outer disciple only had three chances to challenge, and if they failed all three times, they would not be able to enter the inner disciples.
Thus, every outer disciple had to "weigh" their own strength before challenging, and choose the weaker inner disciples.
"Zhao Feng, you were late for the competition, and delayed the progress of the Martial Gathering, so … you only have one chance in the quota challenge competition."
The judge's voice was stern.
Only one chance?
Zhao Feng's expression did not change, and nodded: "I understand."
With his strength as the number one outer disciple, no one doubted that he could fight his way into the inner disciples.
Unless Zhao Feng overestimated himself, and used this "only one chance" to challenge the top three, Zhao Linlong, Zhao Han and the others.
Of course, Zhao Feng would not do such a stupid thing, and directly challenge such a strong opponent.
"Next, you can choose one person to challenge, and if you win, you can replace that person's position."
The presiding judge reminded.
"Alright!"
Zhao Feng leaped onto the stage and scanned the fifty people on the opposite side of the stage.
Fifty people, sitting on fifty chairs, arranged in order.
On the top row, from left to right, were Zhao Linlong, Zhao Chi, Zhao Han, and Zhao Qin …
The ten people in the first row represented the top ten inner disciples.
In the second row, Zhao Feng saw Zhao Yufei at the seventeenth position.
Zhao Yufei's eyes met his, and she smiled, looking a little expectant.
The two of them were neighbors in the inner circle of the family. They sparred with each other from time to time and were relatively familiar with each other.
Other than that, Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, Zhao Qian, and Zhao Guang were all in the fifth row. They were probably in the 40s to 50s.
Other than Zhao Feng, there were five people in the outer layer who had charged into the inner layer.
Who should he challenge?
Zhao Feng smiled as he scanned the fifty disciples of the Zhao Clan.
Among them, Zhao Linlong, who was ranked first, had his eyes closed, as if he was comprehending something. It was as if the competition had nothing to do with him.
He didn't need to worry about those who were ranked higher.
However, some of the disciples at the bottom were a little worried.
After all, Zhao Feng was the top disciple of the outer layer, and his cultivation had reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path. With such strength, he could at least be in the top ten inner disciples.
"Second row … sixth …"
Zhao Feng's eyes were fixed on a disciple of the Zhao Clan to the right of Zhao Yufei.
"Number sixteen, Zhao Fei. Please come out."
The presiding judge said.
Zhao Fei was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he had a strong body. Although he was only at the peak of the third rank of the Martial Path, his aura was comparable to some of the fourth rank martial artists.
"Kid, don't think that you can beat me just because you've reached the fourth rank."
Zhao Fei was very experienced. When he stepped onto the stage, his aura was calm and he didn't panic at all.
"Tsk tsk, Zhao Fei is a powerful figure in the outer layer. His Cross Iron Body has reached the peak of the third rank, and he has beaten two martial artists bare-handed."
"Zhao Feng might not be able to win against him so easily."
Many of the disciples below the stage looked slightly interested.
In terms of winning, Zhao Feng definitely had a higher chance of winning.
However, his opponent was strong, and it would be hard for him to win easily.
"Iron Palm!"
Zhao Fei had only used a middle-ranked martial art, which was out of everyone's expectations.
Whoosh!
When Zhao Fei thrust out his palm, blood and Qi burst out from his palm, and the power was even stronger than some high-ranked martial arts.
Peak level!
Zhao Feng was slightly moved.
In the outer layer, he was the only one who had trained a middle-ranked martial art to the peak level. However, this was the inner layer …
What was more amazing was that Zhao Fei's Iron Palm and Cross Iron Body complemented each other, and they could unleash a terrifying power.
Therefore, in terms of strength, this punch could easily beat Zhao Yijian's Cold Flowing Sword which had reached a high level.
"Zhao Fei's strength is no weaker than a half-step martial artist."
Some of the inner disciples nodded their heads in approval.
Flaming Metal Fist!
Zhao Feng slowly threw out a punch.
This time, he used a fundamental fist technique.
Not only that, he only threw out a simple punch without any Inner Strength.
Many people were surprised by this scene.
If he used a fundamental fist technique, Zhao Feng would lose to his opponent in terms of martial arts rank.
If he didn't use Inner Strength, then his biggest advantage as a martial artist would be gone.
"Kid, you dare to be arrogant!"
A fierce glare shone in Zhao Fei's eyes. She sucked in a deep breath and pushed Iron Body Training and Iron Palm to their limits.
He didn't want to win against Zhao Feng, and he just wanted to exchange a few blows.
But since his opponent was so arrogant …
On the stage, the two figures quickly approached each other, and their fists and palms collided.
"Break — —"
Zhao Fei's face was full of viciousness.
But reality was cruel.
"Bang, bang!"
The moment the fist and the palm collided, he felt an immense force that caused his entire arm to go numb in an almost barbaric manner.
"Ah!"
Zhao Fei screamed as cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
He felt that Zhao Feng was as hard as an iron wall, as steady as Mount Tai, and as powerful as a bull.
Bang — —
Before Zhao Fei knew what was going on, he was sent flying by a powerful force, and he couldn't get up for a long time.
In one move, Zhao Feng defeated Zhao Fei.
The expressions of many people in the audience changed. They were shocked and slightly surprised.
No one was surprised that Zhao Feng could win, but the ease with which he defeated Zhao Feng in one move made people reevaluate his strength.
"He didn't use Inner Strength, and only used fundamental fist techniques to win."
"Zhao Feng has also practiced a high level body strengthening martial art, and his rank is not low …"
… …
"Zhao Feng, challenge successful! Now, you are ranked sixteenth in the inner area. As for Zhao Fei, according to the rules, you have three more chances to challenge him … "
The judge announced.
After defeating Zhao Fei, Zhao Feng calmly went to the opposite side of the stage.
Zhao Feng sat on the sixth empty chair in the second row.
At this moment, he was sitting on the sixteenth chair, and Zhao Yufei was sitting on the seventeenth seat next to him.
"Your Metal Wall Technique is at least at the third level."
Zhao Yufei said in surprise.
Zhao Feng had learned the Metal Wall Technique from Zhao Yufei's grandfather.
According to what Zhao Yufei knew, the Metal Wall Technique was extremely difficult to learn, and her grandfather said that Zhao Feng could only reach the second level before the finals.
But from Zhao Feng's performance, he had at least reached the third level.
"That's right."
Zhao Feng smiled and didn't deny it.
His Metal Wall Technique had indeed reached the third level, and it was at the peak of the fourth level.
There was a huge difference between the third and fourth level.
Zhao Feng hadn't used his full strength when he fought against Zhao Fei.
On the stage, the competition continued.
According to the rules, Zhao Fei still had a chance to challenge someone else if she lost.
Soon, Zhao Fei defeated another person and was ranked twenty-sixth.
Due to Zhao Feng's sudden participation, the competition was slightly delayed.
There were only fifty spots for the inner area, and one more had to be eliminated.
Half an hour later, the fifty spots for the inner area changed slightly and were determined again.
Zhao Feng and the other five outer disciples had successfully entered the inner area and became one of the inner disciples.
"The competition has ended …"
The judge let out a long breath and announced the next round.
Now that the fifty spots for the inner area had been determined, it was time to compete for the rankings.
According to the rumors, the top twenty, top ten, and top three would all be rewarded handsomely.
Especially the top three, it was said that they would be rewarded with top-tier martial arts.
This was something that Zhao Feng was interested in.
It could be predicted that there would be intense competition for the top twenty, top ten, and top three.
Furthermore, the ranking of the inner area was related to one's honor. The disciples present were all below eighteen, and they were full of youthful vigor and desire to win.
"The second round is the ranking competition. Each of the fifty inner disciples has three chances to challenge. Every time you fail, your chance will be reduced by one …"
The judge announced the rules.
The rules were clear.
Those who were ranked lower would challenge those who were ranked higher. If they won, they would replace those who were ranked higher.
Each person only had three chances to challenge. If they succeeded, their chances would not be reduced. If they failed, their chance would be reduced by one.
"Understood."
Everyone nodded.
The ranking competition would start from the bottom to the top.
Starting from the fiftieth place …
However, it was already not bad for those who were ranked at the bottom to be able to retain their spots in the inner area.
Therefore, there weren't many challengers between the fortieth and fiftieth place.
Even if there were a few challenges, they were all for the sake of ranking or to show off in the clan's martial gathering.
The fortieth place … the thirty-ninth place … the thirty-eighth place …
The ranking of the challengers increased bit by bit.
It wasn't until the twentieth and thirtieth place that the challengers became more and more intense.
Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, and the other two from the outer area all made it into the top thirty.
Among them, Zhao Yijian reached the twelfth place and Zhao Yue reached the fifteenth place.
All in all, the top twenty of the inner area were at least quasi-martial artists.
As for Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, because they were both martial artists, they weren't challenged even though they were in the top twenty.
In the entire inner area, there weren't more than ten people who had reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path. To be exact, there were only six or seven of them. This was also considering the rise of Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei.
After the top twenty were confirmed, the next round of the competition for the 'top ten' began.
Soon, it was Zhao Yufei's turn.
Zhao Yufei was right behind Zhao Feng. After her challenge, it would be Zhao Feng's turn.
In the top ten, there were quite a few who hadn't reached the martial artist realm.
Zhao Yufei challenged the sixth place and easily won, entering the top ten.
After entering the top ten, Zhao Yufei gave up on the challenge this round. This way, she still had two chances left for the next two rounds.
"Sixteenth place. Zhao Feng, it's your turn."
At this time, the judge reminded.
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