Zhao Linlong had been defeated!
Zhao Feng's hair stood on end under everyone's stares.
The result was as he had predicted. Zhao Linlong lost even more miserably than he had expected …
"Zhao Feng, how could you be like this? You're killing your own clan member!"
Zhao Chi frowned.
No matter what, they were all from the same clan.
Zhao Linlong's defeat was a matter of pride for everyone present.
"You jinx!"
Zhao Ling's face darkened as he gritted his teeth. It seemed that Zhao Linlong's defeat was due to Zhao Feng's' assertion '.
You're blaming me?
Zhao Feng shook his head with a smile and coldly said, "You forgot about the bet just now. The loser has to apologize to the winner."
Wager! Apologize?
Zhao Ling's face froze. He was speechless.
Just now, when the bet was made, everyone present had seen it.
"I can apologize to you for the wager, but I will never lower my head to apologize for your shameless behavior …"
Zhao Ling's voice trembled, his eyes filled with humiliation.
"A loss is a loss."
Zhao Feng snorted disdainfully.
"You, you … challenge Xin Wuheng if you have the guts. As long as you can last ten moves, I'll admit defeat."
Zhao Ling's words were incoherent as he spat.
Because Zhao Linlong could only last ten moves against Xin Wuheng.
Therefore, Zhao Ling retaliated.
Just at this moment, Zhao Linlong fell off the stage.
Xin Wuheng's eyes scanned the crowd before landing on Zhao Feng. "Brother, would you like to come out and fight?"
Ah!
The expressions of the geniuses of the Zhao family all changed.
Zhao Ling, who was in the middle of a dispute, was also shocked.
However, when he found out that Xin Wuheng's opponent was' Zhao Feng ', he gloated.
"Fine! As you wish. Let's see how many moves I can last against Xin Wuheng. "
Zhao Feng glanced at Zhao Qing playfully.
Zhao Qing's hair stood on end under his stare, but he said firmly, "If you can last more than ten moves, I will sincerely apologize to you."
This time, he didn't dare say ten moves, but more than ten moves.
After all, Xin Wuheng's nickname was Undefeated in Ten Moves.
"Ten moves is too little. At least thirty moves … no, fifty moves!"
Zhao Feng smiled, leaving the members of the Zhao Clan dumbfounded.
Where did he get his confidence from?
The members of the Zhao Clan looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Shameless boasting!"
Zhao Linlong, who had just returned, also heard his words, and his face immediately darkened.
Even he, the number one member of the Zhao Clan, couldn't withstand ten moves. How could the others have any hope?
At the center of the summit.
Zhao Feng leisurely walked over and looked at Xin Wuheng. He smiled and said, "Thank you for thinking so highly of me. I, Zhao Feng, am here to seek guidance."
"My intuition isn't wrong. I believe that you are an opponent that I can put up a fight against."
Xin Wuheng's expression was calm.
"You just had a sparring session. I'll give you ten breaths to prepare."
Zhao Feng said indifferently.
This kid is too arrogant!
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Did he take the wrong medicine? Does Xin Wuheng need to give him time to prepare? "
"Let's wait for the show …"
The geniuses at the summit cursed and jeered.
"Hahaha …"
In the pavilion, Zhao Qing laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.
After the chaos, everyone looked expectantly at Xin Wuheng.
One had to know that Xin Wuheng didn't even take a breather when facing Zhao Linlong.
"Very well."
Xin Wuheng looked at Zhao Feng meaningfully, then sat down with his legs crossed.
What!
The geniuses at the scene were dumbfounded.
Zhao Qing's smile froze.
Zhao Linlong's face was clouded.
Why did Xin Wuheng value Zhao Feng so much?
From Xin Wuheng's movements, it was obvious that he wanted to raise his condition to the peak, treating Zhao Feng as a real opponent.
One breath … two breaths … three breaths …
The crowd was dead silent, and everyone could hear each other's breathing.
Finally, ten breaths had passed.
Xin Wuheng slowly got up, his complexion returning to normal, his breathing steady, and his energy returning to its peak.
"Ten breaths! You're indeed extraordinary … "
Xin Wuheng's deep eyes were fixed on Zhao Feng's face.
Previously, he had sparred with others of the same cultivation level, and he had easily won them without expending much of his strength.
But the battle with Zhao Linlong was a 'cross-level challenge', and he was slightly exhausted.
Xin Wuheng knew that he only needed ten breaths to recover and return to his peak.
Coincidentally, Zhao Feng had asked for ten breaths. How could this be a coincidence?
This accuracy made Xin Wuheng stunned and he couldn't help but take Zhao Feng seriously.
"Let's begin."
When Zhao Feng faced Xin Wuheng, he didn't feel nervous at all. In fact, he was excited and expectant.
Lightly Micro Step!
His agile steps closed in on Xin Wuheng, and he took the initiative to attack.
Lightly Micro Step was a peak high ranked martial art, but when paired with Lightly Floating Ferry, it was at least comparable to a peak ranked martial art.
As he activated the Lightly Floating Ferry, Zhao Feng's every step was as light as a feather, as if he was one with the cool breeze of the forest.
Angry Dragon Fist!
Zhao Feng didn't play any tricks, he just threw a simple punch.
He knew that Xin Wuheng's senses far exceeded those of the same generation, and even exceeded the level of a martial artist. All tricks were useless in front of him.
Angry Dragon Fist, middle ranked martial art, complete mastery!
Xin Wuheng's expression turned cold, and he also used a complete mastery martial art to clash with Zhao Feng.
Boom!
Their fists collided with each other, producing a violent gale and shockingly strong Qi wave.
After the two palms collided, Xin Wuheng's body shook slightly, but he didn't move.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng used the momentum to move out of the circle, then turned around and attacked again.
Breaking Wind Finger! Little Cloud Acupuncture Hand!
Xin Wuheng's eyes were sharp, and he continuously used two complete middle ranked martial arts.
Zhao Feng still used Angry Dragon Fist to counter.
Boom! Poof! …
After a few hits, Zhao Feng's arm suddenly became numb.
Xin Wuheng's two middle ranked martial arts had reached complete mastery, and the sudden change in Little Cloud Acupuncture Hand caused him to be at a slight disadvantage.
Little Cloud Acupuncture Hand specialized in hitting acupuncture points, and it had a certain degree of restraint against defensive martial arts.
Angry Dragon Fist!
Zhao Feng didn't advance, but retreated instead.
Xin Wuheng was shocked. He didn't expect Zhao Feng's Metal Wall Technique to be so strong. The Little Cloud Acupuncture Hand didn't pose any threat to him.
Little Cloud Steps!
Xin Wuheng's footwork moved in a strange manner, and he was temporarily defeated.
This scene shocked all the young geniuses present.
Xin Wuheng had his reasons for choosing to retreat temporarily.
First, Zhao Feng didn't seem to be affected by Little Cloud University Hands, which was out of his expectations.
Secondly, the might and aura of the following Angry Dragon Fist surpassed one's imagination.
Angry Dragon Fist!
When Zhao Feng punched, it was like a roaring dragon that could devour the mountains and rivers. It was also filled with spirituality, as if there was a real fire dragon roaring beside his ears.
That punch was not only at complete mastery, but it had even surpassed it.
In the next two moves, Xin Wuheng was temporarily in a passive position, and he was almost suppressed.
Fortunately, his Cloud Chess Steps was a self-created fusion of many footwork techniques. It was extremely bizarre, and he was able to turn the situation around very quickly.
Cloud Chess Steps! Slight Micro Steps!
Two footwork techniques. One was strange, and the other was graceful.
The two figures moved back and forth.
In terms of speed and agility, Zhao Feng naturally had the upper hand.
However, Xin Wuheng's Cloud Chess Steps was extremely strange. It didn't seem like a footwork technique, but a setup.
Xin Wuheng's footwork might be at a disadvantage in the first few steps, but it might just be an ambush, and he would suddenly counterattack.
The sixth move … the seventh move …
Xin Wuheng's advantage slowly turned around.
Zhao Feng didn't purposely use his left eye, and he was forced into a passive position.
Luckily, his Metal Wall Technique was strong enough, and it was only at the fifth level, not the peak of the fourth level.
Xin Wuheng also felt troubled. His senses were comparable to a Martial Master, and he found that he couldn't truly injure Zhao Feng.
There were a few times when Xin Wuheng hit Zhao Feng's body, but it was as if he had hit a metal wall. There was even a faint rebound force.
This caused him to be shocked and moved.
He couldn't help but admit that Zhao Feng was hard to deal with.
Firstly, Zhao Feng's reaction speed and awareness were very strong.
Secondly, his footwork, movement, fist art, and defensive martial arts were all impeccable. Every single one of them was extremely powerful.
Especially his Metal Wall Technique. Unless Xin Wuheng hit a vital spot, he wouldn't be able to cause much damage to Zhao Feng.
Apart from that, Zhao Feng's speed was also better than others.
His sparring with Qiu Changyi had already shown that his speed was one of the best in the younger generation.
Xin Wuheng also realized that Zhao Feng's speed wasn't just that.
All these factors allowed Zhao Feng to advance and retreat at will.
The eighth move … the ninth move …
The crowd of geniuses was dumbfounded, and many of them were shocked.
Up until now, no one had exchanged more than ten moves with Xin Wuheng.
Zhao Chi lasted six moves.
Qiu Changyi lasted until the seventh move.
Zhao Linlong, who had the highest cultivation, lasted until the tenth move before he was defeated.
At that moment.
Zhao Feng lasted until the ninth move.
Seeing that he was about to reach the limit of ten moves.
Xin Wuheng's eyes were like lightning, and a rare battle-intent appeared on his face. He used Cloud Chess Step and switched between several middle ranked martial arts.
When the middle ranked martial arts were combined together, it created an unbelievable power.
Star Finger!
Zhao Feng's moves suddenly changed. He condensed his inner energy and pointed out a few times.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The might of each finger could pierce through an iron plate. The power was condensed to the extreme.
Under Zhao Feng's powerful eyesight, each finger was accurate, ruthless, and fast.
The ninth move … the tenth move!
Apart from the battle between the two, there was only dead silence.
"Sweeping Wind and Cloud!"
Xin Wuheng waved his hand and a gust of wind blew like thunder. The rocks under his feet fell layer by layer and swept in all directions.
This was the move that had defeated Zhao Linlong!
"Three Moves of Star Finger!"
Zhao Feng's fingertip screeched through the air and an azure streak of light flashed by like a meteor.
"How is this possible! His Star Finger has reached the third level! "
Zhao Linlong exclaimed.
Whoosh — —
The sharp finger condensed to a point and exploded, piercing through the wind and dust as it collided with Xin Wuheng's sleeve.
Boom — —
The rock fragments on the field turned into dust and dispersed.
The tenth move.
The two figures were inches away from each other, but they didn't move at all.
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