Zhao Feng's finger stunned the entire audience and made everyone present extremely surprised.
Several young men of the same generation were shocked beyond words, and all had an idea that they could not resist.
Yang Qingshan even had the illusion of "Northern Mo reappearing".
Even Marquis Guangjun, who looked gloomy, had a bright light for a moment in his eyes, and soon returned to calmness and quiet attention.
Poof!
Zhao Feng used his thunderous finger to forcefully break through Nangong Fan's "Turbine Magic", causing the latter to be pushed back.
In one move, Zhao Feng gained a clear advantage and even overpowered his opponent.
Turbine wind changes!
In panic, Nangong Fan once again activated the inner strength and mental skills of the Holy Grade, integrating his body skills into the wind force, and for the time being, he would not compete with Zhao Feng head-on.
Because he found that Zhao Feng's attack was too strong.
"Pointing Star Finger" has been cultivated to the sixth level, and is still one step away from reaching the highest level, the seventh level.
In other words, Zhao Feng has practiced this offensive martial art, which is as powerful as a semi-saint, to a point where it is close to perfection.
And the most frightening thing is that Zhao Feng integrated the "Wind Style" into "Pointing Star Finger", and under the artistic conception of the Holy Grade Can Style, it was upgraded to a higher level.
Therefore, Zhao Feng won the blow just now without any doubt!
"Just now I just integrated five or six points of the secret of the 'tornado style', and it is so powerful."
Zhao Feng himself was also a little surprised.
In the ensuing confrontation, Nangong Fan used his physical skills and took advantage of the wind force of "turbo wind change" to achieve extremely fast speed and move forward and retreat freely.
"When did this guy's strength become so terrifying? He is much more powerful than Yang Qingshan."
Nangong Fan was still in shock and wanted to find out Zhao Feng's true identity first.
If that finger just now was a burst of Zhao Feng's killer move, he would be able to handle it.
If that finger was just an ordinary level attack, he simply couldn't believe it.
Follow the wind style! Smokeless steps!
Zhao Feng's footwork suddenly changed, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
Silently, he followed the wind and used the semi-sacred martial arts "Smokeless Shadow Step" to a terrifying level.
Being in Nangong Fan's wind aura, Zhao Feng could actually take advantage of the opponent's wind to fully display his body skills.
Nangong Fan was immediately frightened and could hardly figure out the trajectory of Zhao Feng's movements.
Tornado style! Star finger!
The explosive sound of finger-piercing air suddenly struck from the side, and its power was not inferior to the last time, and even improved.
Nangong Fan felt a chill in his heart. He activated the inner strength of the Holy Grade, waved his sleeves and robes, and reluctantly received Zhao Feng's blow in a hurry.
The two forces clashed together, and the powerful wind and waves swept across for more than ten meters, and the ground beneath their feet peeled off layer by layer.
laugh!
Nangong Fan felt a pain in his arm, and his sleeve was pierced by Zhao Feng's fingers, leaving a bloodstain on his fair arm.
After two or three exchanges of blows, Nangong Fan was slightly injured.
In the next few moves, Zhao Feng was far superior to him in terms of speed, movement, and attack power.
Nangong Fan was so suppressed that he was beaten to pieces by Zhao Feng with all his strength.
On the other hand, his attack could not hurt Zhao Feng at all.
"Turbine Wind Sting!"
In the critical moment, Nangong Fan launched his strongest attack. The rotating white air wave stabbed Zhao Feng like a cone. The power of his attack reached the point where it could threaten the ninth level of martial arts.
Silver Gang Qi Mask!
Zhao Feng stood still, a hazy and translucent silver mask appeared on his body, and with a "clang" sound, he took Nangong Fan's strongest blow.
result.
Zhao Feng remained motionless, and the silver aura shield on his body was not damaged.
In other words, Nangong Fan's most powerful attack cannot even break Zhao Feng's defense.
"What an amazing defense! Unless Junior Brother Beimo is here, the few of us, even if we attack in groups, will not be able to break through his defense in a short period of time."
Yang Qingshan was amazed and looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.
"You have actually mastered the holy martial arts "Silver Wall Technique" to this level."
Ye Lingyun was extremely pleasantly surprised.
He had to admit that although he had high expectations for Zhao Feng, the other party's actual performance once again exceeded his expectations.
"very nice."
Marquis Guangjun, who had been silent and gloomy, rarely opened his mouth, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
With the height of Marquis Guangjun, one can naturally see the holy martial arts artistic conception incorporated into Zhao Feng's moves.
In fact, not all holy martial arts contain artistic conception, but those holy martial arts that contain artistic conception are undoubtedly more difficult to comprehend and more difficult to practice.
But now, there is such a genius who has successfully integrated the artistic conception that can only be understood at the holy level into his own moves.
There is no need to judge, Zhao Feng wins this battle.
The entire sparring session lasted no more than ten moves.
Nangong Fan was devastated for a moment and suffered a huge blow.
He couldn't believe that he would lose to a young man who was lower than him in terms of cultivation, age, and talent.
But this is the fact, he can't accept it, he can only accept it.
"Don't be discouraged. Even Bei Mo has lost to him in many aspects."
Yang Qingshan comforted him in a low voice.
When he said this, Nangong Fan felt better.
That's right, even the super talented Bei Mo was defeated by Zhao Feng several times.
In the memory competition, Bei Mo lost to Zhao Feng.
During the last competition between the masters, Zhao Feng's attack pierced Bei Mo's sleeve and destroyed the opponent's "perfect body".
In the actual battle against the beast tide, Bei Mo's military exploits were also lost to Zhao Feng.
In the end, Bei Mo even made an "agreement" to Zhao Feng, that they would have a long and short relationship in the sect.
Zhao Feng did not hesitate to accept the challenge.
"That's right! This guy is a pervert, but fortunately his talent is not high."
Thinking of these, Nangong Fan finally felt balanced.
Yang Qingshan's words also caused others to think deeply.
In terms of qualifications, Zhao Feng is undoubtedly far inferior to Bei Mo, and even inferior to Nangong Fan and others.
But in this situation, Zhao Feng was able to defeat Bei Mo in many aspects.
Thinking of this, Ye Lingyun and Master Xu Ran looked at each other.
A glimmer of hope seemed to appear in Marquis Guangjun's dim eyes, but it was quickly extinguished, and he shook his head and sighed.
Obviously, he didn't think Zhao Feng could truly replace Bei Mo.
His experience in the sect made Marquis Guangjun understand how much qualifications play in promoting spiritual practice.
After defeating Nangong Fan, Zhao Feng undoubtedly has a spot.
Several people present even recognized that he was the strongest, stronger than Yang Qingshan.
Zhao Feng's left eye also caught the change in Marquis Guangjun's expression. Even if his performance brought surprises to his master, it could not replace the extremely qualified Bei Mo.
After Nangong Fan's defeat, he still has a chance to challenge.
"I challenge Feng Yinyue."
Nangong Fan was able to keep his composure.
He admits that Zhao Feng cannot beat him. Yang Qingshan has fought against him on a regular basis and has lost more than he has won.
Therefore, the most certain one is Feng Yin Yue.
Regardless of cultivation, aptitude, or martial arts level, he is slightly better than Feng Yinyue by half a step.
Soon, a battle began on the martial arts field.
Nangong Fan and Feng Yinyue fought for forty or fifty rounds before the winner was decided.
Feng Yinyue almost tried her best, played extremely long, and persisted until fifty moves under various disadvantages.
But in the end, Feng Yinyue still lost to Nangong Fan.
The gap between the two is really difficult to make up for with other factors.
"Okay, the three places are confirmed. Feng Yinyue, don't be discouraged. Even if you can't enter the sect, you have hope to become my successor in the future."
Marquis Guangjun's voice was calm, with a slight smile.
In any case, he saw a surprise in this quota challenge.
After the quota is determined, Zhao Feng, Yang Qingshan, and Nangong Fan will take part in the sect's assessment in twenty days.
Several disciples left one by one.
"Zhao Feng, you stay."
Marquis Guangjun left him alone.
Lingwu Hall, inside a study room.
There are only two people, Zhao Feng and Master Xu Ran.
"My master's surname is Xu, and my given name is Ran. I entered the Xiaoyue Sect in my early years. Unfortunately, I failed to break through the 'transcendence realm' before I was thirty years old. Later I stayed in the sect's foreign affairs hall and was responsible for the secular foreign affairs in the Guangling County area.
…”
Marquis Guangjun spoke eloquently about his life experience and past.
Zhao Feng learned that although Marquis Guangjun had entered the realm of transcendence, the holy realm of martial arts, he had not entered the core of the sect.
Marquis Guangjun entered the sect in his early years and started a feud with a talented young man.
The young genius repeatedly defeated him, humiliated him, and even took away the woman he loved.
Marquis Guangjun was very worried about this matter, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with the young genius, and instead fell further and further away from Yola.
Marquis Guangjun was unwilling to give up. After entering the secular world, he used his power to recruit young geniuses from all over the world.
"...Since I can't fulfill this 'wish' myself, I have no choice but to rely on the geniuses of the younger generations. Because the older generation will eventually grow old, and the future will be dominated by the younger generation. If my disciples can defeat 'that
People', at least can vent their anger."
Marquis Guangjun finished explaining the cause and effect of the matter.
Zhao Feng knew that the genius boy mentioned by Master Xu Ran was the "Master Yunhai" who is now Mr. Xiaoyue.
"Master, why did you leave me alone and mention these things?"
Zhao Feng asked.
"Because I have seen many surprises from you. In many aspects, you can surpass Bei Mo. Maybe, you have a 10% chance to compete with Bei Mo in the future."
Marquis Guangjun said with a smile.
A 10% hope, or maybe?
Zhao Feng disagreed in his heart.
Although Bei Mo's talent is extremely high, he feels a lot of pressure, but he will never think that there is only 10% hope.
"If I read it correctly, your "Silver Wall Technique" has broken through the eighth level, which is really surprising. In terms of body refining, you are also better than Bei Mo. After entering the 'Xiaoyue Sect', if you can get higher
The level of "Nine Turns of the Golden Wall Technique" has been successfully completed, and I hope it can be greatly increased..."
There was a glimmer of hope in Marquis Guangjun's eyes.
The Seventh Turn of the Golden Wall?
Zhao Feng couldn't help but be speechless. Listening to the name, this "Nine Turns of the Golden Wall" is the ultimate version of the "Iron Wall".
"Silver Wall Technique" is already a holy martial art and so powerful, so how far will the ultimate version of "Nine Turns of Golden Wall Technique" reach?
"Of course, it is very difficult to obtain the "Nine Turns of the Golden Wall Technique". This is the famous martial arts of the 'Xiaoyue Sect', and ordinary inner disciples cannot practice it."
Marquis Guangjun shook his head again.
Listening to what he said, Zhao Feng knew that it would be very difficult to acquire this martial arts.
However, he is now really interested in this martial arts, and when the time comes, he will try every possible means, whether stealing or robbing, to get him.
"Master, can you let me try the crystal ball that was used to test physical talent last time?"
Zhao Feng suddenly made a request.
The last time he used the crystal ball to test, Zhao Feng's score was on the fifth lap, and his qualification was half-spirit.