Chapter 22 The Birth of the Dark Horse

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Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to rest under the martial arts platform, while many disciples of the Zhao clan all around looked at him with obvious fear and fear.

In the group stage, Zhao Feng seemed to be a dark horse, rising strongly. With a set of basic boxing techniques, he galloped wildly without any opponent.

Even Zhao Chengang, who ranked seventh among the outer children, lost to him.

After winning 20 games in a row, Zhao Feng has already left the group stage and does not need to continue the competition.

"I don't know how the other groups are doing."

Zhao Feng's gaze swept to some other groups.

In the preliminaries, the entire venue was divided into ten groups, and each group had top-notch outer children.

In addition to Zhao Feng, there were also people in other groups who won 20 consecutive games and left the group stage.

The fastest among them was Zhao Yijian of the second group.

The speed of Zhao Yijian's sword attack was astonishingly fast. His eyes could only catch a cold wave of sword light. Before the opponent could react, the tip of the sword touched his throat.

In terms of promotion speed, Zhao Yijian is faster than Zhao Yue, who is ranked first.

"In the outer martial arts conference, only the top three ranked Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, and Zhao Yufei can pose a threat to me."

Zhao Feng observed calmly.

Zhao Yue, who ranked first, was older, seventeen years old, well-developed, stronger in physique, and had a deeper foundation than everyone else.

"Headwind Fist!"

A disciple of the third level of martial arts hit Zhao Yue with a punch, but the latter's body was like a mountain, his skin was as hard as iron, and he was unscathed.

what!

The Zhao clan disciple who was at the third level of martial arts was pale and sweat dripped from his forehead.

What a strong defense!

Zhao Feng's heart trembled slightly.

The triple strike of the Martial Dao did not injure Zhao Yue in the slightest.

It is conceivable that Zhao Yue must have practiced the defensive martial arts of strengthening his body, so that his defensive power and anti-attack ability far exceed the same level.

At least, under normal circumstances, Zhao Feng could not use his body to smash the martial arts with a triple strike without being injured.

If Zhao Yijian is characterized by being fast and powerful in attack, then Zhao Yue is just the opposite. He is very stable and is good at defense.

Next, Zhao Yufei, ranked third, is light and agile, clear and beautiful, and the combination of hard and soft skills is often understated, defeating the enemy, and giving people a graceful and moving beauty.

She is dressed in purple, with long eyelashes, jade-like skin, and a graceful figure like a dream. She is so eye-catching on the competition stage.

Watching Zhao Yufei fight, there is a pleasing feeling.

"Who is she? She has the strength of a quasi-martial artist at a young age."

Even some inner-level disciples were attracted by Zhao Yufei.

"Really beautiful, with a good temperament, and such a high talent, such a beautiful genius, even if he enters the inner layer, he will be dazzling, and I am afraid it is not our share."

"She is still young. In two years, she might be comparable to the number one beauty in Yuyang City, 'Autumn Dream Rain'."

...

To a certain extent, Zhao Yufei's attention even surpassed Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian who ranked first and second.

This is mainly due to her beauty and talent.

After a while, in ten group matches, a leader who won 20 games in a row came out one after another.

The first group is Zhao Yue, the second group is Zhao Yijian, the third group is Zhao Yufei, the fourth group is Zhao Gan, the fifth group is Zhao Guang...

These lists are almost the outer top ten sorts.

The only difference, though, was the seventh group.

Zhao Feng came out as a dark horse, replacing Zhao Chengang's seventh position.

Except for these ten people, very few people have won 20 games in a row since then.

The group stage is still going on, and the top ten in each group will be screened out, based on the number of victories.

It only took one day to compete in the group stage, and one hundred people were screened.

These 100 people are all elites among the outer disciples.

However, in order to participate in the general competition of the clan martial arts, and compete with the inner-level children, the outer-level children only choose the top fifty.

On the second day, one hundred advanced disciples gathered in Tianwu Field again.

After a night of rest, Zhao Feng was full of energy.

He found that through the competition on this occasion, his own cultivation has been promoted to a certain extent.

"Today will enter the second link, the ranking competition! All one hundred of you are the elites among the outer disciples, but in today's competition, half of them will be eliminated, and fifty people will be selected to participate in the general competition of the martial arts association. Next are the rules of the competition. …”

A loud voice resounded throughout the Tianwu Field.

The hundred people who participated in the ranking competition held their breath and listened carefully to the rules of the competition.

The ranking game adopts a points system. Each player initially has 1 point. For each win, one point is added, and one point is deducted for each loss.

In the end, the ranking will be based on the number of points, and the top 50 will be selected to compete with the inner children.

"Game start!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, the referee began to announce the competition numbers on the ten competition stages.

"Number 144 vs Number 26!"

"No. 73 vs. No. 429!"

Ten competition platforms, regardless of groups, compete at the same time.

At each competition stage, one round of competition ends, and the next round starts immediately, which is extremely efficient.

Often encountering stronger opponents, many people choose to abstain.

For example, top disciples such as Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian whose strength is unshakable, their opponents simply give up, it is better to save their energy and cope with the next round of competition.

"Number 188 vs Number 169!"

Finally, it was Zhao Feng's turn to play.

His opponent was a black-faced boy at the peak of the second level of martial arts.

"I give up!"

Seeing that it was Zhao Feng, the black-faced boy shuddered and immediately abstained.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but be astonished.

It turned out that this black-faced boy was in the seventh group with Zhao Feng during the qualifiers, but he didn't fight, but he had witnessed the whole process of Zhao Feng's basic boxing technique to dominate the group.

In this way, Zhao Feng was relaxed and comfortable, and got the first point in the ranking competition. His points increased from 1 to 2.

The efficiency of the competition is very high. Even if there is a fight, the referee has the right to give the winner.

After a while, it was Zhao Feng's turn to play for the second time.

This time, his opponent was a pretty girl in plain clothes, with only the second level of martial arts.

"Your strength is very strong. I have seen your competition before, but I will never admit defeat easily."

The plain-clothed girl bit her lip.

In the face of such a weak woman's opponent, most people will soften their hearts and put a little water.

"Yan Gang Fist!"

The simple and unpretentious basic boxing technique, whistling like a fireball, knocked the girl in plain clothes back five or six meters and fell to the ground.

One move to win, simply agile!

Zhao Feng doesn't want to waste time, the opponent's strength is too weak, and it can't promote himself.

I lost!

The girl in plain clothes was a little lost and left sadly.

"Cut! Bullying weak women, what's so great!"

"When I come on stage, I will definitely avenge Xinmei!"

Zhao Feng's performance aroused the dissatisfaction of some teenagers.

"No. 188 wins!"

The referee glanced at Zhao Feng with a slight appreciation.

The next test was carried out in an orderly manner.

Zhao Feng's points kept accumulating.

"Abstain!"

"I give up!"

"Yan Gang Fist!"

Most of Zhao Feng's opponents conceded defeat, and only a very few of them "resisted stubbornly", and they were naturally defeated on the spot.

"The strength of this kid may have reached the level of a quasi-warrior."

As the battle continued, more and more people realized his strength.

In his spare time, Zhao Feng did not forget to pay attention to the competition of Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian and others.

a moment.

A battle on the No. 3 competition platform attracted everyone's attention.

"Look! Zhao Yijian against Zhao Gan!"

Many people exclaimed, attracting many eyes.

Zhao Feng glanced sideways and saw that Zhao Yijian and Zhao Gan had already confronted each other.

The confrontation between the second and fourth children in the outer layer is naturally eye-catching.

Both of these two ranked in the top five, and the difference in strength was not too much.

"The tenth change of the viper!"

Zhao Gan snorted coldly, like a yin snake, hovering and moving on the ground, extremely agile, even dodging several attacks by Zhao Yijian, and constantly bullying and beating.

Zhao Feng was slightly moved. He hadn't seen him for a month. Zhao Gan's strength has increased so much, and he has cultivated "The Thirteenth Transformation of the Viper" to the tenth transformation, reaching the level of a quasi-warrior.

At this time, Zhao Gan's strength was comparable to that of "Xin Fei" in Hengyun Tianlin.

"Your progress is not small, but it is still my defeat."

Zhao Yijian's expression was cold and arrogant, the sword in his hand flashed "咻唰", swept away a cold current of sword light, and the speed was extremely fast.

Some Zhao clan disciples outside the arena felt an inexplicable chill.

"Advanced martial arts "Cold Flow Sword"! This is an advanced martial arts that is extremely difficult to cultivate. It is known for its speed and sharpness, and it is extremely difficult to deal with!"

Some people murmured.

I saw the sword light dancing in Zhao Yijian's hand, becoming more and more cold, passing a trace of icy traces, like the cold wind and cold current in winter.

Zhao Gan barely dodged a few swords, but he was surrounded by danger, leaving a bloodstain on his body.

In the senses, wisps of cold sword wind lingered and enveloped his body and mind, like a shadow lingering.

"Zhao Yijian wins!"

The referee was savage and stopped immediately, ruling Zhao Yijian the winner.

At this time, Zhao Gan's back was soaked in cold sweat, and he looked at Zhao Yijian in disbelief: "How did he do it..."

In less than ten moves, Zhao Yijian defeated Zhao Gan.

"Zhao Yijian's strength has become so strong!"

Some of the Zhao clan disciples were horrified.

In the past, it was not that Zhao Yijian and Zhao Gan never fought.

But at that time, Zhao Yijian wanted to outperform Zhao Gan, with dozens of moves at least, and hundreds of moves at most.

"The strength of Zhao Yijian may be comparable to that of Zhao Yue."

Some people speculate about the analysis.

Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yue, one is good at attacking, the other is good at defense.

If these two meet, what will happen?

Many people are secretly looking forward to...

The test proceeded in an orderly manner.

Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yue have become popular candidates for the "Outer Layer No. 1".

Secondly, Zhao Yufei is very popular and has never lost a single game so far.

Zhao Feng silently paid attention to all this, his expression as calm as ever.

When the points accumulated to forty-five points, Zhao Feng never lost.

At this moment, he encountered a powerful opponent.

That is Zhao Guang, who is ranked fifth in the outer layer. His ranking is second only to Zhao Gan.

Zhao Guang also accumulated more than 40 points, but only lost to Zhao Yue.

"Hehe, boy! Meet me, your winning streak ends here."

Zhao Guang had a bright smile on his face.

Many people off the field looked at Zhao Feng with schadenfreude.

Ranked fifth, this is the strongest opponent Zhao Feng has encountered so far.

"Your strength is just barely stepping on the threshold of a prospective warrior."

Zhao Feng said calmly.

"Really? Then I want to learn, besides basic boxing, what other means do you have."

A cold light flashed in Zhao Guang's eyes.

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, he flickered and flashed to Zhao Feng's side.

His figure is like a ghost, and there are many people off the field, and there is a flower in front of him.

"So fast!"

"Ranked in the top five, Zhao Guang and Zhao Yufei's light body speed is the best."

Zhao Guang's movement speed is praiseworthy.

than speed?

The corner of Zhao Feng's mouth twitched in mockery.

Whoosh!

Zhao Guang hit "Zhao Feng" with one palm, but the target figure disappeared in front of his eyes!

It was as if his palm had split Zhao Feng into a vacuum.

not good……

Zhao Guang secretly said that it was not good.

Whoa!

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, and many disciples of the Zhao clan were stunned.

The quick-response person stared at Zhao Guang's back.

Furious Dragon Fist!

Zhao Guang only felt a strong wind coming from behind, and his heart was horrified.

Bang bang!

Zhao Guang subconsciously counterattacked, barely catching Zhao Feng's "Raging Dragon Fist", he felt a burst of power like a raging wave, rushing towards him.

bang——

Zhao Guang staggered and was knocked back a few meters, almost falling.

"What kind of martial arts does he practice, and his light-weight speed is faster than me!"

Zhao Guang's heart was filled with turbulent waves.