Chapter 28 Battle

"No. 1 in the outer layer! Zhao Feng has come out!"

"He is the new king of the outer layer of the Zhao family."

The appearance of Zhao Feng caused a slight stir in the crowd.

"Tsk tsk, I thought he was a big man, but he was a half-step warrior. Let Zhao Linlong come out."

The straw hat boy looked disdainful.

Among the children of the two clans present, his cultivation is the most prestigious, and he has never made a move so far.

On the other hand, Xin Fei, who was beside him, saw Zhao Feng, his eyes lit up, and his fighting spirit soared.

"Zhao Feng! That 'Xin Fei' is the number one outside the Xin family. He singled out the three of us and won with one move."

Zhao Qian reminded in a low voice.

Pick up three? One move to win?

Zhao Feng was a little surprised. After all, several of Zhao Qian were at the quasi-martial artist level.

"Zhao Feng, we met again, do you remember the original agreement?"

Xin Fei walked out slowly and looked directly at Zhao Feng.

He did not despise Zhao Feng because of his cultivation.

Xin Fei has not forgotten the last time in Hengyun Tianlin. When Zhao Feng was still at the peak of the second level of martial arts, he defeated Xin Gang, who was at the peak of the third level of martial arts, with three moves.

Half a month ago, Xin Fei was promoted to the fourth level of martial arts and became the number one in the outer layer of the Xin family.

He had no intention to hear that a genius was born in the outer layer of the Zhao family. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, he gathered the inner strength of martial arts, rose strongly, swept the outer layer, and won the first place.

And the genius of the Zhao family happened to be called Zhao Feng.

This time, it was not accidental that he and the boy in the straw hat came to the Zhao family to challenge.

The difference is that.

Xin Fei's target was Zhao Feng, who was number one in the outer layer.

The straw hat boy's target is Zhao Linlong, who is the first in the inner layer.

"Of course I remember, the discussion in the promise."

Zhao Feng walked out of the crowd.

The two sides quickly vacated a space.

The field gradually quieted down.

Zhao Feng and Xin Fei were separated by a few meters, facing each other from a distance.

The straw hat boy who was in the Xin family was slightly surprised, and secretly said: "Although Xin Fei has just been promoted to the fourth level of martial arts, his strength should not be underestimated, and he actually attaches so much importance to this kid."

"My cultivation base and age are higher than yours. This time, I don't need a knife for the time being."

Xin Fei put away the knife with a decisive look on his face.

"Xin Fei, Zhao advises you to go all out."

Zhao Feng's tone revealed a bit of confidence.

As soon as he said this, the children of the two families were quite surprised.

Pooh!

Where did this kid get his confidence?

The disciples of the Xin family on the opposite side laughed for a while.

Zhao Yue, Zhao Gan, and the others were all stunned.

"Good! As you wish."

Xin Fei's expression became more and more solemn, and he slowly took out the long knife.

"here we go!"

Zhao Feng snorted softly, his body transformed into a lingering wind, and the "Ling Du Qi Jue" in his body trembled, and instantly spread all over his body.

Many of the spectators present could not clearly see Zhao Feng's movements.

Moreover, Zhao Feng's movement trajectory is light and elegant, and his body seems to have no weight.

Three blasts!

Xin Fei's brows twitched, and the long knife in his hand whistled with a domineering inner strength, and the invisible wind rolled around, piercing the skin and bones.

Pfft! Chi! Chi...

In just half a breath, Xin Fei's long knife slashed three times in a row,

The blade's air rolled, and the surrounding leaves were twisted into pieces.

Furious Dragon Fist!

Zhao Feng's boxing technique was erratic, and with the support of "Ling Du Qi Jue", it exploded amazingly without losing its function.

With the first two knives, he easily dodged.

bang bang!

Until the third knife, Zhao Feng's fist screamed a light blue breath, roaring like an angry dragon, and met Xin Fei's long knife.

"What a strong explosive force, and that martial arts inner strength, so strange and erratic."

Xin Fei felt a numbness in the tiger's mouth, his figure retreated, and the long knife in his hand almost came out of his hand.

In addition, there was an ethereal inner strength that penetrated into his body.

Teng Teng Teng ~

Xin Fei took several steps backwards in succession before trying to resolve the opponent's attack.

One move suffered a loss, and he immediately understood the reason:

First, the explosive power of Zhao Feng's "Raging Dragon Fist" is astonishing, and the fire is as pure as it should be.

Second, the opponent's punch seemed to find the weak point of the blade.

Third, Zhao Feng's martial arts inner strength is not inferior to his fourth-level martial arts, and he is even more mysterious.

The biggest reason is the third point.

As a true martial artist of the fourth level of martial arts, how could the inner strength of martial arts be lost to a half-step martial artist?

Angry Dragon Seventh Form!

Zhao Feng launched a surging and roaring boxing technique to pursue the victory.

Since "Angry Dragon Fist" has been completed, Zhao Feng's use of moves has even broken away from the original martial arts restrictions, especially in conjunction with "Ling Du Qi Jue", which makes this boxing technique a little more flexible.

Blast Six Slashes!

Xin Fei's eyes flickered, and without hesitation, he launched the strongest move.

In an instant, the blade's cold light rolled wildly, screaming and ear-piercing, and when the long knife was pushed, a sharp edge like a practiced one after another sealed the radius for several meters.

In this case, some warriors watching the battle nearby were all moved.

Zhao Feng understands that the opponent's move is a shrouded attack in a range, trying to reverse the disadvantage and force him back.

However, Zhao Feng did not retreat, dodged calmly, approached, and occasionally punched the opponent's blade.

In terms of speed and movement, he completely beats Xin Fei, and his inner strength in martial arts is also much better.

clang!

Zhao Feng's punch hit the back of Xin Fei's knife, and his figure got closer again. He launched a few punches, and the internal energy of the martial arts burst out several times in an instant.

Xin Fei retreated again and again, and his blood was churning.

Wow!

Connecting the seven fists, he spat out a mouthful of blood, shook his body, and exited the battle circle.

"Assignment."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly, leaving behind two youths with shocked faces.

"It's amazing! I actually defeated the real warrior with the cultivation of a half-step warrior."

"As expected of my Zhao family's outer layer, a genius who has risen rapidly."

...

It is indeed not easy to defeat a true martial artist with a half-step martial artist cultivation base.

When Zhao Feng was fighting, he was "restricted" by his cultivation, and his strength and martial arts were somewhat reserved, and "Raging Dragon Fist" also deliberately failed to reach its full potential.

Even so, he only used about ten moves to defeat Xin Fei.

"Your Excellency is brilliant, and Xin admires it."

When Xin Fei lost, he didn't turn into anger, he looked calm.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but admire, the opponent won't be arrogant or discouraged, this mentality is rare, and his future achievements will definitely not be low.

"Tsk tsk! You have some tricks, kid, and I, Xin Tong, will also learn a thing or two."

The straw hat boy next to Xin Fei made a strange and harsh sound.

puff!

I saw him wave his hands, and the straw hat on his head and the clothes on his body flew away, revealing the muscles inside that were like cast iron.

hiss!

The children of the Zhao clan on the field took a deep breath.

Zhao Feng's left eye locked on Xin Tong, and his eyebrows jumped.

Every inch of Xin Tong's muscles seemed to be watered by copper and iron, containing strong blood and explosive power, and the internal energy of the martial arts flowed constantly.

"Zhao Feng, be careful! He is the third-ranked 'Xin Tong' in the Xin family. He has cultivated "Bronze Skin and Iron Body" to the fourth level. His strength is infinite, and the sword is hard to hurt..."

Zhao Qian reminded.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Xin Tong walking slowly.

The other party did not deliberately condense qi and blood and martial arts inner strength, and strong oppression came from the flesh and blood of his body.

"I'm afraid that with his physical body alone, his strength is comparable to the fourth level of martial arts."

Zhao Feng felt an invisible pressure.

"Before challenging Zhao Linlong, you can be my appetizer."

Xin Tong licked his lips.

After he finished speaking, he walked towards Zhao Feng as if there was no one else around.

Or to describe it in terms of oppression, which is more accurate.

Zhao Feng found that Xin Tong had many flaws in his body, and he looked very casual.

Fire fist!

Zhao Feng quickly condensed his inner strength with "Ling Du Qi Jue", and punched lightly, hitting the opponent's chest.

Canopy!

Xin Tong was hit with a punch, and the latter gave a long laugh: "You only have this strength?"

What a strong physical defense!

The children of the two nearby clans were stunned.

"not good!"

Zhao Feng's punch didn't break the opponent's defense.

Get off!

Xin Tong snorted like a dull thunder, waved his arm, and the heavy and strong internal strength of the martial arts rushed towards him like an iron bull.

This blow relies on its brute force and the strength of the martial arts, and I am afraid that it can leapfrog the fifth level of martial arts.

Zhao Feng reacted quickly to him, and the martial arts inner strength of "Ling Du Qi Jue" quickly condensed.

boom! rub--

He touched Xin Tong lightly, took advantage of his strength to fly, his body was like a fallen leaf, he flipped through the air a few times, and fell to the ground.

"What a strong power, and his body, strengthened like steel."

After Zhao Feng landed, the Qi and blood in his body stirred slightly.

"It's not bad boy, pick me up a few more tricks."

Xin Tong's speed was faster than expected, rushing towards Zhao Feng, his body was like a steel fortress, and he came under pressure.

Naturally, Zhao Feng wouldn't challenge him, he took advantage of his speed and movement, and his martial arts inner strength was agile and elegant, and he dealt with it.

boom! Snapped!

Every time he shook, Zhao Feng felt his arm numb, and quickly pulled away.

He knew that the biggest gap between himself and the opponent lay in physical strength and defense.

Xin Tong is a martial artist who is good at refining the body. His muscles are as hard as steel, and his strength is far superior to that of his peers.

Zhao Feng's cultivation base is suppressed by the half-step martial artist, and his strength and martial arts inner strength are only 60-70%, so it is naturally difficult to confront him head-on.

"Hahaha... Boy, you are too weak. Hurry up and let Zhao Linlong come out. Apart from him, I, Xin Tong, don't care about anyone else."

After Xin Tong punched Zhao Feng away, he stopped to fight.

bass!

Zhao Feng fell to the ground like a feather, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Due to the advantages of speed and internal strength in martial arts, even if Zhao Feng couldn't win, he was calm and undefeated.

Xin Tong was also really helpless and didn't want to entangle with Zhao Feng. He wanted to retain his physical strength and fight against Zhao Linlong.

"Really? Except for Zhao Linlong, you don't care about anyone?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.

The cold voice only made people shiver.

who?

Xin Tong snorted loudly.

Everyone's eyes turned to the owner of the voice.

"Zhao Han!"

Some Zhao clan disciples exclaimed.

Under everyone's attention, a black-clothed young man walked out slowly and calmly.

Every time the opponent took a step, there was a strange cold force and suffocating oppression.

"Zhao Han, the inner disciple ranks third, next to Zhao Linlong and Zhao Feng."

Zhao Feng also looked at Zhao Han for the first time.

However, when he locked Zhao Han's body with his left eye, he was shocked and blurted out: "The fifth level of martial arts!"

That's right, it's not the fourth level of martial arts, but the fifth level of martial arts!

"How is it possible, when did Zhao Han break through the fifth level of martial arts?"

Some disciples of the two races lost their voices in surprise.

"It seems that the No. 1 position in the Zhao family may have to be relocated."

"At least I haven't heard of Zhao Linlong breaking through the fifth level of martial arts."

...

Zhao Han's appearance shocked both clans.

His lingering eyes, looking around the crowd, fell on Zhao Feng's face halfway, and said indifferently: "Are you Zhao Feng?"

Um?

Zhao Feng only felt a strange cold oppression, and thought: Does this Zhao Han know him?