Boom!
That loud noise alerted many of the young geniuses in the Sky Guards Battalion.
Some of the youths who were in seclusion woke up and looked in the direction of the explosion.
"Who are those two youths? They sent Lei Cong flying with one move."
"Don't they know the rules of the Sky Guards Battalion? How dare they destroy the wooden house?"
The group of youths glanced sideways and were extremely shocked.
Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, who were sparring, were also shocked by the explosion.
The wooden house that belonged to Lei Cong had collapsed into pieces.
Lei Cong himself was covered by the dust and wooden planks. With a furious shout, he flew out of the dust and smoke.
"How dare you two destroy my house! Aren't you afraid of the Sky Guards Battalion's punishment?"
Lei Cong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gathered an even more intense Inner Force in his palms, causing the air currents to howl.
"We're not members of the Sky Guards Battalion."
The youth curled his lips as if it had nothing to do with him.
On the other hand, the old-fashioned youth didn't say a word.
"Absolute Wind Breaking the Heavens!"
Lei Cong was enraged. He condensed his inner strength in his palm and exploded again, forming a sharp wind that tore through the air. He roared and rushed towards the two uninvited guests.
This move was the pinnacle of his Seventh Stage Martial Path attack, enough to kill several martial artists at once.
"Let me!"
The elegant youth smiled lightly. A layer of white Qi surrounded his body, and with a twist of his hand, a strange and formless palm energy rushed out, unexpectedly sucking away Lei Cong's powerful attack without a trace.
"Ah!"
Lei Cong felt his body leaning forward uncontrollably, and his face was filled with shock. He quickly circulated his Inner Strength and used his Light Body Technique to retreat.
"Hehe, come down!"
The young man twirled his hand again, and Lei Cong felt as if there was an invisible whirlpool beneath his feet, dragging his body down.
Plop!
Lei Cong's body was sent flying a few meters away by the youth's kick.
"Aye, it looks like the Sky Guards Battalion doesn't have any geniuses."
The youth shook his head.
"I've said it before."
The old-fashioned youth said. What he meant was, "I've said it's not necessary, but you dragged me here …"
The youth was speechless.
The battle ended in an instant.
Hiss!
The geniuses of the Sky Guards Battalion sucked in a cold breath.
Lei Cong, who was ranked second among the Ten Sky Guards, was defeated without any resistance.
"The martial art he executed earlier has clearly surpassed top-tier martial arts. Could it be …"
Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.
He was sure that the martial art that the elegant young man had used to defeat Lei Cong was at least at the Semi-Saint rank!
"Who said there's no one in the Sky Guards Battalion?"
A cold and clear voice came from a nearby wooden house.
Whoosh!
A handsome silver-haired youth appeared near the dust cloud.
"Feng Hanyue!"
The youths of the Sky Guards Battalion were overjoyed.
Feng Hanyue was ranked first amongst the Ten Sky Guards, and he had reached the seventh rank of the Martial Path much earlier than Lei Cong.
After Lei Cong reached the seventh level, he fought with Feng Hanyue and lost in ten moves.
"Hmm? There seems to be a decent genius. "
The youth smiled as he looked at Feng Hanyue.
Feng Hanyue stood on the spot with a silver aura circulating around his body. His silver hair and robe danced in the wind.
Whoosh!
The silhouettes of the two youths intersected in an instant, accompanied by an explosive sound, the airwaves rolled, leaving a scratch on the ground.
"Sky Illusion Stance!"
Feng Hanyue casted the incomplete Saint Martial Art, his movement was like the illusionary shadow of the moon, overlapping each other, his speed was terrifying.
"Wind Vortex Art!"
The elegant young man stood where he was and put his hands together. Circles of white air waves undulated up and down around him like ripples in the water, but the center was getting deeper and deeper.
What!?
Feng Hanyue felt his body being pulled by an invisible force.
"What kind of martial art is this? My incomplete Holy Martial Art can't even fight back."
Feng Hanyue's movement skill lost its effect, so he could only face his opponent head-on.
Boom!
The young man waved his hands in the air, causing the wind to howl and the white Qi waves to twist and turn, forming rings of light that bound Feng Hanyue.
"Sky Illusion Slash!"
Feng Hanyue exclaimed as the silver aura on his arm turned into a sharp blade and clashed with the youth.
The two forces clashed for a while, causing the surrounding wind to blow.
In the end, the youth's Inner Strength destroyed Feng Hanyue's half-Holy martial art.
Peng!
Feng Hanyue's body flew back seven to eight metres, his clothes torn and his face pale: "Even a half-Holy martial art is no match for him, could he be training in a True Holy Martial Art …"
"Not bad, to be able to withstand twenty moves from me."
The elegant young man smiled and showed a look of admiration.
At this moment, his aura was completely unleashed, making it hard for Lei Cong and Feng Hanyue to breathe.
"Eighth Rank of the Martial Path …"
Lei Cong exclaimed.
The youth's cultivation surpassed all the other geniuses in the Sky Guards Battalion, even Feng Hanyue.
"Eighth Rank of the Martial Path … and a peak of the eighth rank."
Zhao Feng's left eye scanned and his heart jumped.
The other youth was even more terrifying, reaching the peak of the eighth rank.
It was hard to imagine that there was such a genius in the world who was close to the peak of the ninth rank of the Martial Path at the age of fifteen.
In many people's eyes, the ninth rank of the Martial Path was the peak, and the Holy Realm was just a legend.
"Who are you!?"
Feng Hanyue's eyes narrowed as he became cautious.
"I'm Nan Gongfan, and this is my junior brother … Bei Moi."
The youth introduced.
Nan Gongfan? Bei Moi?
The youths present were dazed, they had never heard of this name before.
But how could they not know such a powerful genius from the Guanjun Palace?
"Brother Nan Gongfan, Brother Bei, why are you here?"
A voice sounded from the building in the middle of the field.
Before everyone could react, a stiff young man appeared out of thin air like a ghost.
Third Guard was the person in charge of the Sky Guards Battalion.
"Greetings, senior brother."
Nan Gongfan and Bei Moi both bowed.
Senior brother? Third Guard was the senior brother of these two?
Lei Cong and the others rolled their eyes and swallowed back the words they were about to say.
"Let me introduce them to you, they are the disciples of Lord Guanjun."
Third Guard said to the youths of the Sky Guards Battalion.
"Lord Guanjun's disciples?"
The hearts of the young geniuses were filled with shock. They looked at the two uninvited guests with admiration, envy, and jealousy.
"No wonder they're so strong, they're the disciples of Lord Guanjun."
Many of the geniuses were relieved.
"I heard that Master is coming out of seclusion in half a month and he might be picking disciples from the Sky Guards Battalion, so we're here to observe."
Nan Gongfan smiled.
The old-fashioned youth beside him, Bei Moi, had a disinterested look on his face.
"Brother Bei, there are a couple of geniuses in the Sky Guards Battalion. One of them might be better than you in what you're good at. "
Third Guard smiled mysteriously.
Hearing this, Nan Gongfan and Bei Moi were both interested.
"Who?"
Bei Moi's eyes scanned across the geniuses on the field.
In their eyes, the only genius in the Sky Guards Battalion that was worth their attention was Feng Hanyue.
"Zhao Feng."
A faint smile appeared on Third Guard's face as he looked at Zhao Feng not far away.
"Does Third Guard need something from me?"
Zhao Feng walked in front of them with a weird expression on his face.
Him?
Nan Gongfan and Bei Moi both stared at him.
Being stared at by a genius of the eighth rank and peak eighth rank made Zhao Feng feel pressured.
"Junior Brother Bei, your talent is very good, especially your memory. It can be said that you have a photographic memory. Even Master has praised you. However, you might not be as good as Zhao Feng. "
Third Guard said.
"Haha, really?"
Nan Gongfan was also excited.
The two of them seemed to be purposely trying to attack Bei Moi.
That's right, Bei Moi's talent was monstrous, to the point that the two of them were jealous of him.
In terms of talent and comprehension, Bei Moi surpassed the two of them.
Now that Third Guard had finally found someone who had a better memory than Bei Moi, he naturally wouldn't let go of this chance.
"I don't believe it."
Bei Moi calmly said three words.
"How would we know if we don't compare?"
Nan Gongfan couldn't wait even though he didn't really believe it.
Soon, the few of them entered the building in the middle of the barren land.
The stiff young man took out a Martial Dao Secret Realm and slapped it on the table, "This is a Half-Saint Grade martial technique, Smoky Shadowless Steps."
Half-Holy martial art?
Zhao Feng's eyes lit up.
"The two of you probably haven't learned this martial art before, right?"
His gaze swept across Zhao Feng and Bei Moi.
"No!"
Bei Moi and Zhao Feng both shook their heads.
"The rules are like this. The two of you memorize the contents of this martial art as fast as possible."
Third Guard said.
"I'll go first."
Bei Moi took the book and flipped through the pages.
During this entire process, he was completely focused, and his entire body seemed to have transformed into a stone statue while his eyes were as deep as an abyss.
Half the time it took to brew tea later, Bei Moi finished the entire book and said: "You can choose any page or line."
"Let me."
Nan Gongfan took the Smoking Transparent Step and pointed at a few places. Bei Moi memorized them all without missing a single word.
This made Zhao Feng slightly shocked.
Ever since he merged with his left eye, this was the first time he had seen a genius with a photographic memory.
"Zhao Feng, it's your turn."
The Wooden Youth said with a smile.
Zhao Feng nodded his head and took the Smoking Transparent Step skill. His left eye contracted as he flipped through the pages.
Shua! Shua! Shua …
Tens of breaths later, Zhao Feng gave the book back to Third Guard and said: "It's done."
This fast?
Bei Moi and Nan Gongfan were both shocked.
The two took turns to point out the contents of several places in the manual, and Zhao Feng read them out word by word.
"So powerful! His memory is even better than Brother Bei's."
Nan Gongfan was extremely excited, as if it was a great thing to beat Brother Bei Moi.
"I don't believe it!"
Bei Moi glanced at Third Guard and Zhao Feng, suspecting that the two of them were working together to trick him.
Zhao Feng didn't mind, he had already gotten a half-Holy martial art, so he wouldn't lose anything.
"How do you want to prove it?" Third Guard asked.
Pah!
Bei Moi withdrew a Martial Dao secret manual and said indifferently, "Half-Saint Grade Martial Technique, Returning Qi Technique!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
