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Chapter 119 Li Wei (2)

Wind wheel divides water palm!

Ji Fengyun's move shocked the disciples outside the sect and revealed his powerful background and strength as the thirteenth outer sect.

Under the unprecedentedly powerful seal, Zhao Feng felt his chest was tight and there was a strong sense of depression, as if it was the dull heat before a storm.

Point the star with one finger! Curl style!

Zhao Feng squeezed all his strength to bring the "Star Pointing Finger" and the tornado style secrets to their peak. The power of "Silver Wall Technique" also exploded without reservation.

In an instant, the finger force screamed like thunder, piercing the void, and the wind roared and roared, rushing up against the waves.

Boom!

One palm and one finger met in the huge wind pressure, and the two forces were intertwined, and there was no instantaneous roar.

Everyone saw only the two people on the stage, and it was eerily quiet.

Lasting for half a breath, a powerful wave broke like a river, cutting across the void and creating a ravine.

Bang!

Zhao Feng's figure was knocked back more than ten feet, and his face turned pale for a moment. The moment he landed on the ground, he returned to normal.

The moment of confrontation just now almost made him vomit blood on the spot.

He never expected that when the mortal-level skills were reaching their peak and perfection, someone in the hands of the half-step transcendental realm could possess such power.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath. Even if he could win today, he could not deny that this was a brutal battle.

Up to this point in the confrontation, he and Ji Fengyun had suffered some minor injuries, and their clothes were torn in several places.

Whether it is the previous "Wind Wheel Explosion" or the current "Wind Wheel Splitting Palm", they are all extremely powerful moves.

Wind wheel divides water palm!

Ji Fengyun took advantage of the victory to pursue him. He could use this move continuously to pour the inner energy of the wind wheel into the palm of his arm.

Residual wind style! Star pointing finger!

Zhao Feng's attack style suddenly changed. The finger force that shot through the air showed a faint and thrilling arc, and there was a terrifying cold light.

Residing Wind Style is the third style among the Four Wind Styles, the main attack!

On that day, Zhao Feng's "Pointing Star Finger" had not yet reached the seventh level, and he had not fully understood the Can Feng style, so he easily defeated Chen Feng with it.

Now the Residing Wind Style and Pointing Star Finger have reached perfection together, producing an ultimate attack that can threaten the half-step world.

Phew! Phew! Phew...

Zhao Feng's attack was sharp and sharp, like a sharp cone blade, cutting through the void and competing with the "Wind Wheel Water Dividing Palm".

laugh!

It combines the "remnant wind style" pointing star finger and the "wind wheel dividing water palm" that sometimes cuts through the monsoon clouds.

Ji Fengyun was very surprised and launched an even more powerful attack.

In terms of attack alone, the "Pointing Star Finger" combined with Canfeng style even surpassed his "Wind Wheel Splitting Water Palm".

However, "Wind Wheel Moisture Palm" is a whole continuous move. It attacks instantly and is not as good as Pointing Star Finger, but its continuous power is one level stronger, and it integrates offense and defense. Coupled with Ji Fengyun's advantage in cultivation, the effect becomes more and more obvious.

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Puff puff!

Zhao Feng's attack can sometimes cut through the "Wind Wheel Water Dividing Palm", but it cannot really break this move.

This move is backed by Ji Fengyun's powerful internal energy that has allowed him to escape from the mortal realm in half a step, and its continuous power is astonishing.

If we say, Zhao Feng's attack is like a bow and arrow, it is instantly powerful.

Then Ji Fengyun's move is a chainsaw that cuts continuously.

Zhao Feng activated Sui Feng Style, Residual Wind Style, Pointing Star Finger, and continued with Ji Feng Yun for a long time, but he could only maintain an undefeated situation, at least it was difficult to gain an overwhelming advantage.

The other side.

There was also a trace of cold sweat on Ji Fengyun's forehead. "Wind Wheel Water Dividing Palm" is basically his strongest weapon, and it can just restrain Zhao Feng's "Pointing Star Finger".

It's not like he doesn't have other powerful moves, but against the "Star Point Finger" which has such a powerful single target attack, it's not of much use.

Only this move, "Wind Wheel Water Dividing Palm", is both offensive and defensive, has strong continuous power, and has almost no flaws.

Looking at the two people locked in a protracted fight on the stage, the disciples outside the field were filled with fear.

Regardless of victory or defeat, this battle must have been an upset.

Zhao Feng's super strength shocked many disciples from the outer sect.

"Xia Dongyun" and "Wang Yang" in the first round of challenge looked at each other and were shocked.

If it were any of them who faced Zhao Feng, they would definitely lose.

In particular, Zhao Feng's single-target attack that combines "Residual Wind Style" and "Pointing Star Finger" can definitely be ranked in the top ten of the outer sect.

Judging from the current situation, Zhao Feng and Ji Fengyun are evenly matched.

Who wins and who loses depends on the endurance of both parties.

"The moves of these two people are very expensive. However, Ji Fengyun has the cultivation level of half a step beyond the mortal realm, so he will definitely win in the end."

Wang Yang analyzed.

The outer disciples present discussed among themselves, and they all tended to favor Ji Fengyun.

"Why is this guy so strong?"

The monsoon clouds on the stage were not optimistic and were extremely surprised.

If it were an ordinary eight-level boy, he would be almost exhausted by performing such an amazing move.

The "Gui Yuan Qi Jue" practiced by Zhao Feng has twice the internal strength of the same level, and the "Silver Wall Jue" has given him a deeper foundation.

According to Zhao Feng's left eye evaluation and analysis, if the consumption continues like this, the outcome will be a 50-50 outcome.

It can be seen that the true strength of Ji Fengyun, who is ranked thirteenth in the outer sect, exceeds Zhao Feng's original estimate.

If he challenges a lower-ranked inner disciple, such as Xia Dongyun, he can basically win.

But there is a big gap in strength between ranking thirteen and twenty.

Facing a 50/50 chance of winning, Zhao Feng was not willing to give in.

During the battle, his eyes quickly swept across Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan in the audience.

Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan were stunned and stunned, their hearts hanging in their throats.

In addition to being shocked and surprised, the two of them felt even more ashamed.

As senior brothers, they had underestimated their junior brothers so much before.

Judging from the strength shown by Zhao Feng, he is fully qualified to challenge the candidate inner disciples.

"What kind of freak is this Zhao Feng? He is so terrifying in combat..."

Princess Yunxiangmeng took a breath of air.

Only then did she realize that Zhao Feng's talents in combat and martial arts were not inferior to those in alchemy.

Seeing the two people on the stage, they were locked in a bitter fight.

Ji Fengyun secretly complained in his heart that even if he won this battle, it would be extremely embarrassing.

What if, if the fight ended in a draw, he would still have the face to show off to others.

Zhao Feng's left eye slowly opened, analyzing the strengths and weaknesses of both the enemy and ourselves.

"Sometimes, having a strong attack does not mean you can win. Different moves have different characteristics and styles, and there is a restraint relationship."

Zhao Feng seemed to have some realization.

At this moment, Zhao Feng's left eyeball glowed with a green luster.

"End it!"

Zhao Feng's figure suddenly jumped up, facing down in mid-air, and his attack moves changed drastically.

Black Wind Palm! Tornado Style!

In the palm of Zhao Feng's arm, a layer of light green wind condensed, spinning fiercely, and the wind ripped around it, but it kept gathering.

His move seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. It seemed to coincide with the favorable timing and location of the surroundings. It was not just his personal power, but also seemed to be relying on the power of the environment and nature.

Tsk buzz~

The moment Zhao Feng struck out with one move, the sharp Qing Ze in his palm was swirling and turning, the edge became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding winds became more and more violent, like a whirlpool in the center of a river, swallowing and cutting everything.

"That move..."

Deacon Qiu, who was presiding over the competition, looked slightly changed.

The "Mysterious Wind Palm" used by Zhao Feng came from the young girl from the Blood Python Canyon back then.

Now, he has long understood the essence of this move and integrated it into the tornado style.

Why not integrate the third style, the residual wind style? Because Zhao Feng understands that the artistic conception and style of the tornado style are more suitable for Xuanfeng Palm, and it is less difficult to integrate.

Furthermore, the fusion of these two styles is also a powerful continuous attack, which is just the trump card against Ji Fengyun.

Wind wheel divides water palm!

Black Wind Palm! Tornado Style!

Two palm forces with similar styles were intertwined during high-speed rotation.

In an instant, the special pure black rock beneath his feet peeled off to produce a black powder, and the dust enveloped the surrounding area for dozens of feet.

In the billowing black smoke, the hands of the wind wheel and the hands of the whirlwind were touching each other.

At first, Zhao Feng's Xuanfeng Palm shook slightly, and then it kept cutting and swallowing, becoming more and more powerful.

"What! What kind of weird move is this..."

Ji Fengyun's complexion changed drastically and he had difficulty breathing. It was as if he was in the center of a whirlpool in a river and it was difficult to escape.

Canopy!

Ji Fengyun's body's energy defense layer was scratched, and his heart "thumped".

Then in the next moment, Ji Fengyun's "Wind Wheel Splitting Palm" move instantly disintegrated, and a devouring feeling like a knife extended from his arms to his whole body.

"ah!"

Ji Fengyun screamed, and his bloody body flew backwards.

When everyone took a look, Ji Fengyun had hundreds of blood stains all over his body, which was shocking.

There were also more than a dozen blood marks on Ji Fengyun's face, which was almost disfigured!

What a terrible move!

All the outer disciples in the audience were horrified and took a breath of air-conditioning.

Although Ji Fengyun was not seriously injured by this move, leaving only some external injuries, the shocking blood marks made everyone shudder.

"That move is a bit like my sect's "Tianfeng Shenjue"."

Deacon Qiu looked surprised and murmured to himself.

On the fighting stage.

The two faced each other from a distance.

Ji Fengyun just made a move. Although he was defeated, he was not seriously injured and still had fighting power.

Black Wind Palm! Tornado Style!

Zhao Feng took a deep breath and breathed out sharp Qingze in his palms. The wind blew up in all directions. The sharp and bone-chilling air made everyone on the stage and on the stage tremble with fear.

"I surrender!"

Ji Fengyun shuddered, and the stinging pain of hundreds of blood marks all over his body warned him of the horror of the opponent's move.

If Zhao Feng's move was more powerful, his entire body would be cut into pieces by a thousand swords.

Give up!

Everyone in the audience was shocked, not surprised by Ji Fengyun's choice.

Just looking at Ji Fengyun's almost disfigured face and hundreds of blood marks all over his body, everyone felt frightened and couldn't help but shiver.

"Zhao Feng wins this challenge! The winner, Zhao Feng, becomes an alternate inner disciple, replacing the loser..."

Deacon Qiu's majestic and indifferent voice echoed throughout the audience.

At this time, many outer disciples present came out of a trance, each with lingering fears.

Zhao Feng stood on the challenge stage, scanning the people below with indifferent eyes.

ah!

Some of the outer disciples, led by Chen Feng, had their legs weak and were almost scared out of their wits.

Today Zhao Feng challenged Ji Fengyun, one because he wanted to gain a foothold in the outer sect, and the other because he wanted to establish his authority.

At this moment, it seems that the effect is better than expected. The outer disciples looked at him with fear in their eyes.

Ji Fengyun, who was covered in blood and almost disfigured, is a living example.


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