Chapter 26 Martial Arts Level 4

After the 100-game winning streak, Zhao Feng's popularity in Tianwu Field has climbed to an extreme.

"Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng..."

There were many shouts from the crowd.

Zhao Feng's strong rise has attracted the admiration of many teenagers of the same age.

Outer layer first, well deserved.

Wherever Zhao Feng passed, the crowd automatically separated a path.

The outer disciples nearby showed awe and even worship.

Even Zhao Kun, who had been against him many times in the past, bowed his head sadly, not daring to think about it again.

"When did you provoke such a pervert?"

Zhao Gan looked strange and glanced at his younger brother Zhao Kun.

How did I know he would become so strong...

Zhao Kun even had the heart to cry.

Zhao Feng walked slowly in the crowd, looking around.

At a certain moment, his eyes touched the figure of a snow-robed girl.

Zhao Xue's expression was gloomy, and she bit her red lips, not daring to meet Zhao Feng's eyes at all.

Zhao Feng shook his head, since he entered the Zhao family, he and Zhao Xue have become strangers.

He didn't force anything, his ambition was the ninth level of martial arts, the holy realm of martial arts, and the boundless continent.

Next, Zhao Feng began to wait for the end of the ranking competition.

The ranking competition has come to an end, and at least the first place position has been determined.

Because apart from Zhao Feng, no second person has won a complete victory, and they have more or less lost.

As time went on, the rankings gradually settled down.

1st place: Zhao Feng

Second place: Zhao Yufei

Third place: Zhao Yue

Fourth place: Zhao Qian

...

It was not until the ninth position that Zhao Yijian's name appeared.

Because Zhao Yijian was seriously injured in the confrontation with Zhao Feng, he basically did not participate in the following battle.

"First place."

Zhao Feng's heart trembled slightly, and after confirming the result, he was still a little excited.

Two months ago, he only prayed to participate in the family martial arts meeting, even if he showed his face in the outer qualifiers.

As for the first place, he had never thought about it before.

And what changed all these fates was that mysterious fusion eye.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and his consciousness entered a pitch-dark space.

The light cyan spiral halo slowly extends and rotates, empty and mysterious.

The spiral halo has extended to three feet ninety-nine, and it is even almost four feet.

Zhao Feng understands that the longer the spiral halo, the stronger the power of his left eye. As for what form it will evolve into in the future, it is not something he can predict.

When the rankings of the ranking matches are announced one by one, the qualifiers will finally come to an end.

In a corner of Tianwu Field.

"Among the outer disciples this year, there are a few outstanding figures. Especially Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, who may be able to catch up with Zhao Linlong in the future."

The speaker is a beautiful girl who is beautiful and quiet.

It was Zhao Qin, who ranked fourth in the inner tier.

Since the opening of the outer martial arts meeting, among the top four disciples in the inner layer, only Zhao Qin has seen it from the beginning to the end.

"Hehe, it's just a small fight."

The understated voice came from a black-robed youth next to him.

The black-robed youth stood side by side with Zhao Qin, looking lazily at the outer martial arts club on the Tianwu Field.

"I always think that Zhao Feng is not simple. He concealed the inner strength of martial arts before, and even I didn't see it. Moreover, his lightening technique, placed in the inner layer, can at least be listed in the top three."

Zhao Qin looked thoughtful.

"Do you think he can threaten us? I have only one opponent, and that is Zhao Linlong!"

There was a look of contempt in the black-robed youth's voice.

"Zhao Feng, don't be careless. The third-ranked 'Zhao Han' has been retreating in recent months, and I'm afraid there is a lot of progress."

Zhao Qin caught a narrow smile.

"Zhao Han? How do I remember that he has a cousin named Zhao Yijian?"

The black-robed youth turned his eyes and glanced at Zhao Feng who was the center of attention in the distance.

Zhao Feng suddenly felt inexplicable in the crowd, turned around and looked at a certain position.

In that corner, stood a quiet girl, a lazy boy in black robe.

Among them, the quiet girl, Zhao Feng recognized, was Zhao Qin, who ranked fourth in the inner tier.

As for that lazy black-robed boy...

"My God! It's Zhao Feng!"

"Zhao Feng! The inner disciple ranks second, second only to Zhao Linlong!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Even some of the inner-level disciples were clearly a little scared when their eyes touched Zhao Feng.

Far away, Zhao Feng's eyes met Zhao Feng.

The moment their eyes met, Zhao Feng felt an invisible pressure.

Especially his left eye, when he locked Zhao Feng, there was an illusion that there was no flaw to follow and invincible.

Zhao Feng's body is well-proportioned, neither fat nor thin, his body's blood and martial arts inner strength, hardness and softness are combined, evenly distributed in every inch of the body's flesh and blood, full of a heart-shattering explosive force.

"The peak of the fourth level of martial arts! The strength is probably even better than Zhao Qin."

Zhao Feng's left eye is extremely sensitive, and his judgment of strength is very accurate.

It is also the fourth level of martial arts, and Zhao Feng is stronger. This is also like the third level of ordinary martial arts. In front of prospective warriors, it may not be able to stop a move.

"It is said that Zhao Feng used his half-step martial artist strength to defeat the real martial artist before he was promoted to the fourth level."

"I didn't expect him to come to the outer martial arts club."

The nearby disciples whispered, talking about Zhao Feng's former glory.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Qin, without staying, left one after another.

It can be seen from the reaction that Zhao Qin sometimes looks at Zhao Feng and attaches great importance to him.

And Zhao Feng just glanced at Zhao Feng casually, but looked at Zhao Yufei with a little interest.

Zhao Feng's mood fluctuated slightly, but quickly calmed down.

Although he is now number one in the outer layer, compared with some top disciples in the inner layer, there is a gap that cannot be ignored.

At the very least, Zhao Qin, Zhao Feng and the others are all true warriors of the fourth level of martial arts, and their level of martial arts and the level of training are bound to be far superior to those of the outer disciples.

When night fell, the outer martial arts meeting finally ended successfully.

At the outer martial arts meeting, the inner disciples have all come to observe it.

It is said that the second Zhao Feng and the third Zhao Han have appeared.

There was only one person who never showed up from beginning to end.

That is Zhao Linlong!

——One of the four geniuses of Yuyang City.

Regarding these, Zhao Feng was on his way back, listening to the discussions of the nearby children.

"With my current strength, it is safe to take the first place in the outer layer. But if it is placed in the inner layer..."

Zhao Feng's expression was solemn.

Each of the inner children is the target of the family's key training.

Judging from the current situation, Zhao Feng wants to make it to the top ten in the martial arts tournament. It is not a big problem, and the top five also have some chances.

But if it is the top three, the chances are slim.

Do you want to compete for the first or the top three in the martial arts competition in half a month?

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.

The moment he thought about it, he quickly made a decision:

fight!

Must fight!

He clearly remembered the rewards of the family martial arts club.

Only the top three students have the opportunity to choose "top martial arts".

Top martial arts!

This is the highest level of ordinary common martial arts.

A set of top martial arts can often be cultivated to the ninth level of martial arts, and only the legendary holy martial arts can surpass it.

If Zhao Feng wants to stand and survive in this world, he must strengthen his strength, and high-level martial arts is a must.

"First, or first three."

After Zhao Feng determined his goal, he walked home slowly.

He had just arrived home and found that the courtyard was brightly lit and many people visited.

Father Zhao Tianyang and the Zhao family are very busy.

The usually deserted home is now full of customers.

"Brother Tianyang, congratulations on having such a good son."

"The first place in the outer layer, and he has also cultivated the inner strength of the martial arts. It will definitely be the focus of the family's training in the future."

Some of the guests in the house were attentive and eager, and when they saw Zhao Feng coming back, they praised him again.

Zhao Feng felt uncomfortable for a while, and frowned slightly.

Many of these so-called guests are relatives, friends and neighbors, who usually look down on their own family, and even have conflicts, and the relationship is not good.

But today, these people come to visit by coincidence.

The three members of the Zhao family were busy for a while, and they finally sent these people away.

It was not until the dead of night that Zhao Feng had time to talk to his parents.

"Internal strength in the martial arts? Half-step martial artist? Feng'er, you really know how to hide your clumsiness. Today, you gave your father a big surprise."

Zhao Tianyang blushed.

During the family martial arts meeting, not everyone can enter the Tianwu Field.

Therefore, Zhao Tianyang could only watch and inquire from a distance.

When they learned that their son won the first place, Zhao Feng's parents almost doubted their ears.

"My family Feng'er, when did you become so powerful?"

Zhao Shi was a little suspicious.

Parents know best how talented their children are.

"Hey, since being struck by lightning that time, the boy feels that his mind has become more sensitive, and practicing martial arts is much easier than before..."

Zhao Feng had to give a half-truth explanation.

His explanation makes sense.

The world is so big that there are no wonders, not every legendary person is born with a superhuman talent, which is also related to the fate of the day after tomorrow.

Furthermore, the turning point of Zhao Feng's fate started when he was struck by lightning.

Hearing this explanation, the parents also doubted him.

Late that night.

Zhao Feng did not fall asleep, but closed his eyes and recalled the process of participating in the outer martial arts meeting in the past two days.

In my mind, some important images appeared repeatedly.

During the outer martial arts meeting, Zhao Feng sometimes moved his left eye, and some scenes in the game, including every detail, seemed to be imprinted in his mind.

This includes the process of fighting against powerful opponents such as Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, and Zhao Yufei.

In addition, there are also details of the shots of martial arts masters such as Zhao Tianjian and the referee.

Of course, things beyond his level are too difficult to reason and dissect.

Even so, Zhao Feng benefited a lot. He closed his eyes and absorbed these insights.

At a certain moment, he suddenly turned into a black shadow, broke through the window, and came to a wasteland in the clan.

drink! drink! ...

Zhao Feng's eyes were tightly closed, and his fists and palms danced irregularly, including the shadows of "Yan Gang Fist" and "Angry Dragon Fist".

After that, his fist and palm moves are somewhat similar to powerful opponents such as Zhao Yijian, Zhao Yue, and Zhao Yufei.

Whoosh-

Zhao Feng's moves were getting faster and faster, and finally he faintly burst into martial arts.

At this time, his consciousness touched the light cyan spiral halo in the pitch-black space, which changed from sharp to slow, kept spinning, and further extended from three feet nine nine.

At the last moment, the scene of being oppressed by Zhao Tianjian appeared in his mind.

Bah!

Zhao Feng shouted loudly, and the inner strength of martial arts circulated smoothly in his body. Every time he hit a palm, there was a low-pitched whistling sound, and the power gradually increased.

Half an hour later, when Zhao Feng was almost exhausted.

Boom~~

There was a feeling of convulsion from Zhao Feng's whole body, and the inner strength of the martial arts penetrated the whole body's blood and limbs, as if it were boiling and burning.

A warm feeling flows through the body.

At the same time, his body surface excreted a layer of sweat and dirt.

"It's done!"

A flash of excitement flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.

In the pitch-black space, the light blue spiral halo stretched from three feet to ninety-nine, breaking through a threshold and reaching more than four feet.

At this moment, Zhao Feng ranked among the fourth-level martial arts, regardless of his internal strength or physical fitness.

As he breathes, he can feel the powerful power in his body and flesh, and when he moves his mind, the inner strength of the martial arts will rush out from the qi and blood.

"The strength has increased, reaching about 1,000 pounds. The strength of the martial arts has increased slightly, and the number has doubled."

Zhao Feng used his left eye to see all the changes in his entire body. His eyes were filled with joy and excitement that he could not restrain.