Zhao Feng's performance also shocked Yang Qingshan, Feng Hanyue, and Zhao Yufei.
"This kid is quite something. He can even attack within the range of Junior Brother Nan Gongfan's Suction Force."
Yang Qingshan's expression changed as he grinned, looking interested.
As the two fought, Zhao Feng's figure floated in the wind. Star Finger flashed like the stars in the sky and pierced through the air like a meteor.
The Flowing Wind Stance allowed Zhao Feng's movement and attacks to go beyond his original limits. He was as elegant as the wind and had endless variations. Every move he made followed the call of the wind.
Nan Gongfan's Suction Force used his Inner Energy to create a wind stance, but Zhao Feng's Flowing Wind Stance was able to nullify it and even borrow it.
In a short period of time, Nan Gongfan's Holy Grade Martial Art couldn't suppress Zhao Feng.
This made his face pale.
As a Senior Brother of the same sect, he wanted to teach Zhao Feng a thing or two, but he didn't expect Zhao Feng to be so difficult to deal with.
"Suction Force!"
Nan Gongfan let out a low roar, and a high-frequency vibration of his inner strength burst out from his body. The whirlpool-like wind field was now like a violent tornado, rushing in all directions.
The violent tornado contained a high-frequency rotating vibration of inner strength, which was enough to crush a house into pieces in an instant.
What a terrifying move!
Zhao Feng felt a tightness in his chest. The violent tornado tore at his body and even made its way into his organs.
"Is this the power of a Holy Grade Martial Art?"
Zhao Feng squinted his left eye and immediately understood the Inner Energy in the air. He had basically figured out the theory behind Nan Gongfan's move.
His Silver Wall Technique was at the peak of the sixth stage, but he didn't move an inch from the impact of the tornado.
Nan Gongfan was shocked. He felt that Zhao Feng was like a silver wall that couldn't be moved.
Eh!
With his left eye, Zhao Feng understood the principles behind Nan Gongfan's moves and found that it was similar to the second move of the "Four Wind Stance", "Tornado Stance".
He immediately opened his left eye and recorded the scene of Nan Gongfan using the Turbo Whirlwind.
Whoosh!
A scene appeared in the dimension of his left eye, it was the process of Nan Gongfan casting the Holy martial art 'Whirlpool Tornado'.
In the dimension of his left eye, the process of that move could be slowed down by tens of times and every detail could be seen from different angles.
Soon, the profound meaning of this move and the Tornado Style that Zhao Feng had comprehended verified each other.
Zhao Feng's understanding of the Tornado Stance had improved by as much as forty to fifty percent.
"Five Star Pointing Movement!"
Zhao Feng's figure moved along with the wind as he unleashed a sharp and explosive finger attack. Green starlight spots appeared in the void, some of which flickered on the spot while others flashed through the air. It was a beautiful and enchanting sight.
All of a sudden, the might of the Star Finger rose to a whole new level.
Fifth level of Star Finger!
Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei, who were watching the battle from the side, were shocked.
Star Finger was famous in the Cloud Country as it was extremely difficult and dangerous to train.
There were seven levels to this technique, and once one reached the fourth level, they would be able to unleash the power from afar, even if they didn't reach the seventh level.
Once they trained it to the fifth level, their attacks would be as bright as the stars. Not only would the power of each finger increase, the speed of the attack would also increase.
What was more terrifying was that Zhao Feng seemed to have seen through the gap in Nan Gongfan's Turbo Whirlwind and his powerful finger attack broke through the gap.
"How did this guy do it …."
Nan Gongfan's expression finally changed as he quickly waved his hands, causing the white air around him to explode layer by layer.
Boom — —
As the two clashed, a two to three meter wide crater was created, and the wind blew tens of meters away.
At this critical moment, Nan Gongfan's cultivation had increased to the limit of the seventh rank, which had surpassed Zhao Feng's.
Teng!
Zhao Feng somersaulted and landed on the ground without any injuries. His Silver Wall Technique had reached the peak of the sixth level, so he could almost ignore Nan Gongfan's attacks.
On the other hand, Nan Gongfan was standing on the spot and taking a deep breath. His eyes were filled with sharpness as a circle of invisible white aura surrounded his body like a barrier.
"Thanks for letting me win."
Zhao Feng slyly smiled, and then his figure flickered as he returned to his original position.
"Brother Zhao! Why are you not fighting anymore? We haven't finished sparring yet. "
Nan Gongfan was a little angry.
"Brother Nan Gongfan, your cultivation has already surpassed Brother Zhao's. As a senior, you wouldn't want to bully the weak, right?"
Yang Qingshan's voice sounded.
It was obvious from the sparring between the two that Nan Gongfan wouldn't be able to win against Zhao Feng if they were at the same cultivation level.
"I've underestimated my opponent. I'll have a 'proper sparring' with Brother Zhao next time."
Nan Gongfan reluctantly sat back down.
Proper sparring?
Zhao Feng thought about the meaning of these words.
If it was a proper sparring, then Nan Gongfan would use his full cultivation of the eighth rank of the Martial Path without holding back.
In the courtyard, a few disciples were chatting with each other, but they didn't know that the entire process didn't go unnoticed.
At the top of the building sat two figures. One was an azure-shirted man, and the other was a simple-minded youth.
"Brother Ye, this Zhao Feng is stronger than expected. His Silver Wall Technique has probably reached the peak of the sixth level, and his Star Finger has also reached the fifth level. Moreover, he seems to have mastered some kind of profound Saint Grade Martial Tactic profundity … "
The simple-minded youth was slightly surprised.
"Why don't you think about who picked such a genius?"
Ye Linyun said with a smug tone.
They had watched the sparring between Zhao Feng and Nan Gongfan.
It was obvious that Zhao Feng's performance had surprised them.
"Hmm, you're right. I almost made a mistake."
A deep and empty voice rang in their ears.
"Yes."
Third Guard and Ye Linyun nodded their heads instinctively.
Ah! No …
The next moment, the two's hearts jumped as they exclaimed: "Master!"
But when they turned around, they didn't see anyone.
But Lord Guanjun's voice sounded in their ears.
The two looked around and finally saw Lord Guanjun sitting cross legged on a tree a few hundred metres away.
Lord Guanjun's aura seemed to have merged with the tree and it was hard to tell him apart without looking closely.
Not only did the sparring reach Ye Linyun and Third Guard's ears, even Lord Guanjun knew about it.
But thinking about it, Lord Guanjun was the person in charge of the Guanjun Palace, and nothing here could escape his control.
Furthermore, the ones he was paying attention to were the disciples he valued the most.
"I can't believe Master places so much importance on this sparring."
Third Guard and Ye Linyun looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
Lord Guanjun's gaze landed on Bei Moi.
In the sparring between fellow disciples, everyone performed well. The newcomers, Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei, had great potential.
Zhao Feng's performance had even given them a pleasant surprise.
Of course, Lord Guanjun was most concerned about his core disciple, Bei Moi.
"Bei Moi, we haven't sparred for a long time."
Yang Qingshan suggested.
In terms of strength, Yang Qingshan was slightly stronger than Nan Gongfan and he was second only to Bei Moi.
Zhao Feng and the others also looked at him with interest.
In their eyes, Bei Moi was a monstrous genius.
"There's no point in fighting one on one."
Bei Moi stood up and didn't refuse.
"You mean …"
Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan's eyebrows twitched.
Zhao Feng also realised what Bei Moi was trying to do.
"The five of you can come at me together."
Bei Moi's voice was calm as if he was saying something normal.
What! Together?
Nan Gongfan, Yang Qingshan, Zhao Feng and the other two were all shocked.
Anger appeared on Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan's faces.
"What, you don't dare?"
Bei Moi slowly walked to the centre of the five.
"Ok!"
Feng Hanyue's face went cold as he joined the battle.
Then, Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan surrounded Bei Moi in the middle.
Zhao Feng and the other two had lower cultivation so they stood at the edge of the battle.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the field became extremely oppressive.
The battle in the courtyard was split into two sides.
Bei Moi was one side and his cultivation was at the peak of the eighth rank.
On the other side were Yang Qingshan, Nan Gongfan, Feng Hanyue, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei. Two of them were at the eighth rank and three were at the seventh rank.
Wasn't this a little too much?
Zhao Feng was confused.
At this moment, Ye Linyun and Third Guard held their breaths and focused.
"Godly Suction Force!"
Nan Gongfan was the first to attack. An invisible white wave shot out from his palm towards Bei Moi in the shape of a whirlpool.
Hu … …
Instantly, a terrifying suction force enveloped Bei Moi's body. If it was a normal cultivator of the eighth rank, they would have lost their balance.
However, Bei Moi didn't move an inch as his clothes fluttered in the wind.
It was as if his feet were rooted to the ground.
"Mountain Collapse!"
Yang Qingshan shouted as he sent out a palm strike. The palm strike was as heavy as a mountain, causing the sand in the air to tremble as it flew towards Bei Moi.
He and Nan Gongfan, one was the main attacker while the other was the support. Their coordination was flawless.
At the same time, Zhao Feng and the other two attacked from the side.
Star Finger!
Sky Splitting Illusion Moon!
Dancing Thousand Leaves!
Zhao Feng, Feng Hanyue, and Zhao Yufei's attacks came from three different directions.
Zhao Feng's attack wasn't any weaker than the eighth rank of the Martial Path. Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei's attacks were close to the eighth rank of the Martial Path.
In an instant, the attacks of the five youths were like a thunderstorm that engulfed Bei Moi.
"Good! Ripple Annihilation … "
Bei Moi stood on the spot and opened his arms wide. A layer of bronze-colored inner strength rippled out like thunder. It was as if hundreds of fierce horses were sweeping in all directions with absolute power. It was as if he was the only one in the world!
Crack — —
Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan, who were at the front, were instantly destroyed. Furthermore, a domineering bronze-colored inner strength ripple sent their bodies flying.
Wah!
Nan Gongfan spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. Yang Qingshan's arm was numb and his face was pale.
Peng peng peng — —
The remaining bronze Inner Strength ripple destroyed the attacks of Zhao Feng and the other two.
Zhao Yufei and Feng Hanyue let out a groan as their bodies flew out uncontrollably.
Whoosh … …
The shockwave swept through the area, and the billowing dust almost enveloped the courtyard and pavilion where the crowd was. It also covered the truth of the scene …
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