Zhao Feng refused to give in and faced Zhao Qian face to face. The energy and blood power belonging to the third level of martial arts faintly felt a hint of oppression.
This situation caught the eyes of some members of the clan and was quite a surprise.
"When did Zhao Feng get promoted to the third level?"
Only then did Zhao Kun and others discover the changes in Zhao Feng's cultivation.
Zhao Xue, who was standing next to Zhao Yijian, opened her mouth slightly with surprise on her face.
"Hmph! They are just using foreign objects to forcibly break through the realm. Such people are vulnerable to actual combat abilities."
Zhao Yijian said with slight disdain.
"maybe."
Zhao Xue was slightly relieved.
"Zhao Feng, you are very courageous. You are stronger than I thought. No wonder you were able to beat my little brother so hard that he couldn't even grasp what he was doing."
With a look of appreciation on his face, Zhao Qian walked two or three feet away and paused.
"Thank you for the compliment, do you want to avenge your brother?"
Zhao Feng smiled slightly.
"yes!"
Zhao Qian said crisply and with an indifferent expression: "Although my brother is not good at academics, makes trouble for nothing, and is a waste..."
As soon as he said this, Zhao Kun, who was not far away, looked extremely ugly.
This brother of his is cold, straightforward and shows no face to others.
Zhao Qian continued: "You are younger than me and have just broken through to the third level of martial arts. I, Zhao Qian, do not bully others. If you can get past ten moves from me, this matter will be over."
"good."
Zhao Feng was a little surprised and nodded in agreement.
Zhao Qian's elder brother is not as domineering as imagined, and has a very different personality from his younger brother Zhao Kun.
The two walked to an open space on the martial arts field and faced off from a distance.
"here we go……"
The aura on Zhao Qian's body suddenly became cold, and his body and limbs were twisting and squatting with weird and feminine movements, like a coiling poisonous snake.
Thirteen transformations of the poisonous snake!
Some of the clan members on the field could see the origin of the move.
As an opponent, Zhao Feng felt an inexplicable chill.
He was also practicing "The Thirteen Transformations of the Poisonous Snake", but Zhao Qian was able to bring greater pressure and threats to him.
"The second transformation of the viper!"
Zhao Qian's half-crouched figure looked like a snake shadow, sweeping towards Zhao Feng's head like lightning.
Zhao Feng felt a cold howl of wind approaching his head. The opponent's sudden burst of speed and power was one or two times stronger than that of Zhao Kun.
Fortunately, his left eye clearly captured Zhao Qian's movements and he quickly intercepted them with a punch.
Bang bang!
Zhao Feng succeeded in shaking Zhao Qian away with a punch, but he felt that the opponent's body was spinning limply on the ground, and then wrapped around his lower body at an alarming speed.
"So difficult to deal with! You are worthy of being among the top five in the family!"
Zhao Feng was moved by it, feeling that the other party had truly mastered the essence and charm of "The Thirteen Transformations of the Viper".
He even had the illusion that he was not dealing with a person, but a cunning and vicious snake.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Zhao Feng took a breath and concentrated, with a solemn expression on his face, and confronted Zhao Qian.
In a short period of time, Zhao Feng was almost passive.
"I won't use my left eye ability for the time being, and let's see how far it goes."
Zhao Feng felt very calm.
Once his left eye ability is activated, his reflexes and insight will greatly increase, and fighting against the same level will not be much of a challenge.
Of course, even if he cannot use his left eye, Zhao Feng's reaction and insight are still better than those of martial arts of the same level.
In the first few moves, Zhao Feng was completely passive.
In the next few moves, he relied on his own consciousness and the experience and intuition of a warrior to fight against Zhao Qian, and he did not fall behind.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Two figures fought together on the martial arts field.
The two of them were fighting almost hand-to-hand, and their movements were extremely fast, which looked extremely thrilling.
"Zhao Feng's strength is stronger than imagined."
"Already five moves..."
Some of the Zhao clan disciples felt incredible.
"His progress is so fast!"
Zhao Xue's breathing was slightly rapid.
Not far away, Zhao Kun also had sweat on his forehead.
He expected that with his brother's strength, he would be able to defeat Zhao Feng in three or two moves, but he didn't expect that the latter would make such great progress.
Soon it’s time to move to the sixth move!
Seeing that Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun were almost tied.
"The fourth transformation of the viper!"
Zhao Kun's movements became more feminine, his limbs and body were like sponges, rolling, bouncing, and entangled around Zhao Feng. Every time an attack failed, he could quickly change his moves.
Starting from the fourth change, the power of Zhao Kun's moves has greatly increased, making him more difficult to fight.
Zhao Feng's pressure increased greatly. He only remembered the previous Zhao Kun, who had only practiced the first three changes of "The Thirteen Changes of the Viper".
And Zhao Qian actually mastered the first seven changes of the poisonous snake.
"Thirteen Transformations of Viper" Each time you go to the next transformation, the power and difficulty will increase.
Zhao Feng felt that the other party's body seemed to have no bones, getting closer and closer to him, becoming more and more difficult to deal with...
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng subconsciously used "Piao Ling Ferry", his speed suddenly increased, and he distanced himself from Zhao Qian.
Close combat is the forte of "The Thirteen Transformations of the Viper", and he found it difficult to practice the intermediate skill "Raging Dragon Fist".
steaming!
Zhao Feng's unparalleled speed and movement skills shuttled around Zhao Kun, always slightly outperforming the latter in speed and widening the distance.
The eighth move, the ninth move...the tenth move!
The two figures separated immediately, and some of the family members watching the battle on both sides had the illusion that they could not breathe.
"you win."
Zhao Qian took a deep look at Zhao Feng, showed a hint of helplessness, turned around and left, leaving behind a group of Zhao clan disciples who were stunned and stunned.
"Concession."
Zhao Feng was unfazed by the favor and humiliation and smiled lightly.
He did not use all his strength in this battle.
For example, Zhao Feng did not deliberately activate his left eye ability and did not use "Piao Ling Du" and "Pushing Qi Jue" to the limit.
He does this for two purposes.
First, keep some strength cards before the family martial arts meeting.
Secondly, he wanted to try and see how his combat power would be without deliberately using his left eye.
The final result was also obvious. With their strength limited, Zhao Feng and Zhao Qian ended in a draw.
Of course, Zhao Feng was not sure whether Zhao Qian had any intention to hold back. After all, the two of them only fought ten moves.
"When did he become so strong..."
Some of the children of the Zhao clan who were familiar with Zhao Feng and who had ridiculed and ridiculed him in the past were dumbfounded and looked downcast.
Zhao Kun even opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.
"Brother, even if I can't defeat him with ten moves, you still have to teach him a lesson for me."
Zhao Kun chased after him with a calm look on his face.
"You'd better give up! Even if there are no moves restrictions, I can't do anything to him. Zhao Feng's light body speed is definitely better than mine."
Zhao Qian shook his head.
"How can this be!"
Zhao Kun was shocked. He understood his brother's character and disdained hypocrisy and politeness.
"He won..."
Zhao Xue's body was slightly stiff and her expression was complicated. Looking at the figure of the young man in the distance, she seemed to be more handsome and taller than before. As she walked leisurely in the courtyard, she felt a calm and confident self.
"This kid actually has a lot of tricks up his sleeve."
Zhao Yijian looked slightly cold: "But he only survived ten moves in the hands of Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian... was defeated by me a long time ago!"
After hearing Zhao Yijian's words, Zhao Xue breathed a sigh of relief.
For some reason, she was particularly afraid of Zhao Feng getting stronger at this time. The stronger he became, the more resistant she felt.
…
After a sparring session, the martial arts arena returned to normal.
The time is getting closer to noon, and most people are waiting.
Just because there are powerful warriors in the clan today who come to the martial arts field to give lectures and practice in person.
"Instructor Chen is here!"
Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd.
Zhao Feng followed the sound and saw a tall and tall middle-aged man in civilian clothes slowly entering the martial arts arena.
"This is Coach Chen."
Zhao Feng secretly activated the power of his left eye, and saw that the body of the man in cloth was outlined with a powerful mass of blood, with traces of light yellow aura growing out of it.
As he breathed, the powerful Qi, blood and inner strength of martial arts in his body were promoted, and an invisible aura was emitted.
Why do powerful people have different auras, as if they are oppressed by an invisible aura?
Zhao Feng had a clear understanding of this through his left eye's keen sense of energy, blood, martial arts inner strength and other forces.
At this time, every step Coach Chen took and every glance brought invisible oppression.
This is the aura that belongs to a true warrior.
A martial arts disciple below the fourth level of martial arts may not even have the willpower to take action just by confronting him.
"So strong!"
The children of the Zhao clan in the martial arts field were breathing heavily, with awe and admiration on their faces.
The title of warrior, is this the lifelong wish of many warriors on the Qinghua Continent?
Even the former Zhao Feng was like this.
But now, his goal is not limited to this.
His current goal is to be a martial artist at level 7 or higher of martial arts, or even the legendary holy realm of martial arts...
"Today, I will mainly explain the foundation of the first three levels of martial arts, the foundation, the use of martial arts moves, and finally the inner strength of martial arts..."
Instructor Chen's voice was steady and powerful, as if it had penetrating power, and could be heard clearly even from hundreds of meters away.
As soon as they heard the final "Inner Strength of Martial Arts" experience, the eyes of some of the top disciples from the outer level, including Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, and Zhao Yufei, all lit up.
"Internal strength in martial arts? What a coincidence!"
Zhao Feng applauded in his heart and secretly looked forward to it.