The Ten Sky Guards were indeed a force to be reckoned with.
Zhao Feng nodded and walked into Li Changfeng's wooden house. He found that the space inside was not big. There was only a bed, a table, and a tea table. But compared to the tattered tent outside, it was like comparing a woodshed to a palace.
He thought about it and decided to let Zhao Yufei stay in the wooden hut for the time being. After all, she was a girl.
"This is a room that Big Brother Zhao Feng won with his own strength. I can't stay in it. Yufei will use her own strength to fight for her rights …"
Zhao Yufei bit her lips and wouldn't agree no matter what.
Furthermore, according to the rules of the Sky Guards Battalion, only the Ten Sky Guards had the right to stay in the wooden hut.
Zhao Feng could only let Zhao Yufei set up the tent next to the wooden hut so that they could take care of each other.
Huang Qi from Pearl Forest City also came without an invitation and set up his tent next to Zhao Feng's hut.
"I hope Brother Zhao can take care of me."
Huang Qi's tone became polite and even had a hint of flattery.
The rules of the Sky Guards Battalion allowed and encouraged sparring, and strength was everything.
This way, the weaker ones would be bullied without any support.
Zhao Feng didn't object and returned to his room to cultivate.
Ever since he reached the sixth stage, Zhao Feng could feel his progress slowing down.
One more step forward and it would be the level of martial dao master. That would be a whole new stage.
At least in Sun Feather City, Zhao Feng hadn't seen any Martial Master younger than forty.
Four hours later, Zhao Feng merged his consciousness into his left eye and the faint azure halo in the dark space was still six feet four inches.
"At this speed, I won't be able to reach the seventh stage without at least a year."
Zhao Feng thought about it and took out three thousand-year blood spirit herbs.
That night, he ate a thousand-year blood ginseng.
A thousand-year blood ginseng was beneficial even to a Martial Master.
After consuming the Thousand Year Blood Ginseng, Zhao Feng circulated his Martial Path Inner Strength to absorb the majestic medicinal energy. A layer of blood-colored aura rippled on the surface of his body, creating a strong wind in the room.
Fortunately, Zhao Feng's Iron Wall Incantation had reached the fifth realm, and his body was strong. The medicinal effect of the thousand-year blood ginseng couldn't do anything to him.
The mysterious fusion with his left eye had also improved his physique and bloodline, allowing him to absorb more medicinal energy than others.
Four hours later, Zhao Feng started to absorb the medicinal energy of the thousand-year blood ginseng.
The light green spiral halo in his mind grew to six feet and seven inches in one go, and this was under the condition that the medicinal energy had not been completely absorbed.
"If I take another thousand-year-old herb, I will be able to reach the peak of the sixth level."
Zhao Feng relaxed a little.
However, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Materials were not suitable for continuous consumption. He planned to wait a few days before consuming the second stalk.
The next morning, Zhao Feng walked out of the wooden hut feeling refreshed.
Soon, the guards and maids of the Guanjun Palace came to deliver his meal.
According to the rules of the Sky Guards Battalion, Zhao Feng would receive a salary of ten thousand silvers every month, as well as a few pills and treasures.
Today was the end of the month, and Zhao Feng received his salary, pills and treasures.
His salary was ten thousand silvers, ten times more than the normal youths of the Sky Guards Battalion.
This was the salary of the tenth ranked Sky Guards, and it was said that the ninth ranked would receive ten thousand silvers.
The pills given out were a few blood pills and the reward was a five hundred year old Lingzhi.
This wasn't much use to Zhao Feng, who was close to the peak of the sixth rank, so he considered giving a portion to Zhao Yufei.
"Hehe, new kid, take out half of your salary and rewards."
A delicate-looking young man in white walked out of a wooden house not far away.
This youth in white was clean and elegant, and it was hard to believe that those words came from his mouth.
"Fifth of the Ten Sky Guards, Lu Xiaoyu."
"Lu Xiaoyu would rob one of the lower ranked youths every month."
The youths discussed in low voices.
Zhao Feng also stared at Lu Xiaoyu who was walking over.
Lu Xiaoyu was fourteen, not much older than Zhao Feng, but his cultivation was at the peak of the sixth rank.
"Let's see if you have the ability."
Zhao Feng snickered coldly.
"New kid, don't think that you're great just because you defeated Li Changfeng. Li Changfeng couldn't even take three moves from me. "
Lu Xiaoyu said casually as he glanced over at Zhao Feng, not looking him in the eye.
It was obvious that in his eyes, Zhao Feng was the same as Li Changfeng, a small character.
Every rank of the Ten Sky Guards meant that there was a difference in strength.
The difference between tenth and fifth was even greater.
"What does that have to do with me?"
Zhao Feng sneered, turned around, and walked off in another direction.
If you want to fight, then fight. If not, then leave.
What!?
Lu Xiaoyu was startled, and then his expression darkened slightly.
Zhao Feng's attitude was like he was ignoring him.
He had always been the one to ignore others, but now he was treated the same way.
"Where do you think you're going?"
As soon as Lu Xiaoyu finished speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng felt a gust of wind coming from the side, which made his heart jump: So fast!
In the blink of an eye, Lu Xiaoyu appeared in front of Zhao Feng. This speed had reached the high level of mastery in movement skills.
Lightly Micro Step!
Zhao Feng left a series of afterimages on the spot, dodging Lu Xiaoyu's attack.
"Not bad!"
Lu Xiaoyu was a little shocked. His movement technique had reached a high level of mastery and was even close to the pinnacle. In the entire Sky Guards, other than Feng Hanyue who was ranked first, no one could say that they could beat him. At most, they would be on par with him.
He soon found that Zhao Feng's high ranked footwork skill had reached the max level and its power was only above his own.
Swish! Swish!
The two figures intertwined on the spot, moving back and forth. It was difficult to distinguish them with the naked eye, and neither could do anything to the other.
Thunderclap Fist!
Lu Xiaoyu suddenly displayed a top-notch fist technique, its power was astonishing. When the fist technique was activated, it was like a thunderclap, its power was peerless.
Star Finger!
Zhao Feng executed Star Finger to the peak of the third level and Metal Wall Technique to the fifth level.
But even so, he couldn't completely break through the Thunderclap Fist.
Boom! Boom!
Lu Xiaoyu's Thunderclap Fist was like thunder and it became more and more powerful. Coupled with his peak sixth level cultivation, he had the upper hand.
Zhao Feng's cultivation was at the peak of the fifth level and his other martial arts were restricted, so he couldn't fight head-on.
Just when Zhao Feng was thinking about revealing some of his strength.
"Stop!"
A domineering voice came from the side.
The owner of the voice was a calm and cold bald youth. He wore a silver robe that shone under the sunlight.
"It's Lei Cong, ranked second among the Ten Sky Guards."
The surrounding youths felt their hearts palpitate and their faces were filled with terror.
The two of them also temporarily separated from each other.
Zhao Feng could see the fear and wariness in Lu Xiaoyu's eyes.
The silver-robed bald-headed youth in front of him had reached the peak of the sixth layer, even touching the seventh layer. His aura was even stronger than Lu Xiaoyu's.
He was Lei Cong, ranked second among the Ten Sky Guards.
Facing Lei Cong, Zhao Feng and Lu Xiaoyu felt a pressure.
"Lei Cong, you want to stop our battle?"
Lu Xiaoyu questioned.
"No!"
Lei Cong shook his head and said solemnly, "The Sky Guards Battalion has summoned the Ten Sky Guards to discuss something."
Summoning the Ten Sky Guards?
Lu Xiaoyu, Zhao Feng and the other youths were shocked.
The Sky Guards Battalion had always been free to spar and didn't care about these youths.
But this time, what did the Sky Guards Battalion want to discuss with the ten Sky Guards?
Not long later.
Zhao Feng followed Lei Cong and Lu Xiaoyu into the building in the middle of the barren land.
There was only one building in the entire barren land and it was the place where the Sky Guards Battalion's manager lived.
Entering the building, there were already a few youths sitting inside. Some of them were even at the peak of the sixth level.
They were all members of the Ten Sky Guards.
Only Zhao Feng was an unfamiliar face and he only had a cultivation of the fifth level.
"Who's this kid?"
A few youths looked at Zhao Feng with disdain.
"He's a new member of the Sky Guards who replaced Li Changfeng …"
Lu Xiaoyu said expressionlessly.
Defeated Li Changfeng? This kid was also a member of the Ten Sky Guards?
Only then did the youths put away their disdain.
The members of the Ten Sky Guards arrived one after another.
Soon, nine youths including Zhao Feng had gathered, with Lei Cong being the strongest.
"Why isn't Feng Hanyue here?"
Some people asked in confusion.
"Even if he's invincible, he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant."
Feng Hanyue was the number one genius of the Ten Sky Guards.
Just as everyone was discussing in bewilderment, a handsome and slender young man walked into the pavilion. His silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his handsome face was as perfect as marble, exuding a fatal temptation to the opposite sex.
At first glance, Zhao Feng almost thought it was a girl.
But when the aura of this handsome youth was released, Zhao Feng felt an immense pressure that made it hard for him to breathe.
The handsome youth exuded a formless aura with every movement. The inner strength in his body could rush out of his body with just a thought and kill his enemies from a distance.
Hiss!
Zhao Feng sucked in a cold breath and his face was filled with shock.
Feng Hanyue's aura wasn't that of a martial artist, but a seventh rank Martial Master!
Seventh rank of the Martial Path!
All the youths of the Ten Sky Guards were in awe, including Lu Xiaoyu and Lei Cong. They didn't dare to look at Feng Hanyue's eyes.
"So strong! He's not even sixteen yet and he's already a Martial Master. "
Zhao Feng's shock was indescribable.
According to his experience in Sun Feather City, most martial artists would be stuck at the peak of the sixth rank for their entire lives, unable to break through to the seventh rank.
For example, many of the youths in the Ten Sky Guards were at the peak of the sixth rank, but they would be stuck at this rank for more than ten years, unable to break through to the 'Breaking Qi Stage'.
Therefore, most of the martial dao masters that could be seen were over forty years old.
But there was such a genius in the Sky Guards Battalion who had become a Martial Master before the age of sixteen.
Feng Hanyue appeared like a king as he scanned the crowd. He only stopped for a second when he saw the unfamiliar face of Zhao Feng.
After becoming a Martial Master, any martial artist was no different from an ant in his eyes. Even geniuses like Lei Cong and Lu Xiaoyu were nothing in his eyes.
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