After a hundred consecutive victories, Zhao Feng's popularity in the Tianwu Field has risen 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.
The outer layer is number one, and it is well deserved.
Wherever Zhao Feng passed, the crowd automatically separated into a path.
The outer disciples nearby looked in awe and even worshiped him.
Even Zhao Kun, who had repeatedly opposed him in the past, bowed his head sadly and did not dare to think about it anymore.
"When did you provoke such a pervert?"
Zhao Qian looked strange and glanced at his younger brother Zhao Kun.
How did I know he would become so strong...
Zhao Kun even felt like crying.
Zhao Feng walked slowly among the crowd and looked around.
At a certain moment, his eyes touched the figure of a girl in snow robe.
Zhao Xue looked gloomy and bit her red lips slightly, not daring to meet Zhao Feng's eyes.
Zhao Feng shook his head. Ever since he entered the Zhao family, he and Zhao Xue had become strangers.
He doesn't force anything, his ambition is to reach the ninth level of martial arts, reach the holy realm of martial arts, and move towards the vast and boundless continent.
Next, Zhao Feng began to wait for the ranking competition to end.
The ranking competition has come to an end, and at least the first place position has been determined.
Because except for Zhao Feng, no one else has achieved a complete victory, and all of them have experienced defeats more or less.
As time goes by, the rankings in the ranking competition gradually settle down.
First place: Zhao Feng
Second place: Zhao Yufei
Third place: Zhao Yue
Fourth place: Zhao Qian
…
It wasn't until the ninth place 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 subsequent battles.
"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 competition, even to show his face in the outer qualifiers.
As for the first place, he had never thought about it before.
What changed all these fates was the mysteriously fused eye.
Zhao Feng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and entered a dark space.
The light cyan spiral halo slowly extends and moves, and the sky is mysterious.
The spiral halo has extended to three feet, almost four feet.
Zhao Feng understood that the longer the spiral halo was, the stronger his left eye would be. As for what form it would evolve into in the future, he could not predict it.
When the rankings are announced one by one, the qualifiers will finally come to an end.
In a corner of Tianwu Field.
"There are a few outstanding figures among the outer disciples of this generation. Especially Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, they may be able to catch up with Zhao Linlong in the future."
The speaker is a quiet and elegant girl with a bright blue moon. She is beautiful and very quiet.
It was Zhao Qin who was ranked fourth in the inner circle.
Since the opening of the outer level martial arts competition, among the top four disciples in the inner level, only Zhao Qin has seen it from beginning to end.
"Haha, it's just a little fuss."
The understated voice came from a young man in black robe next to him.
The young man in black robe stood side by side with Zhao Qin, lazily looking at the outer martial arts competition on the Tianwu Field.
"I always feel that Zhao Feng is not simple. He hid his martial arts inner strength before, and even I didn't notice it. And his light body technique, if placed on the inner level, can at least be ranked among the top three."
Zhao Qin looked thoughtful.
"Do you think he can threaten us? I have only one opponent, and that is Zhao Linlong!"
The young man in black robe had a look down on him in his voice.
"Zhao Feng, don't be careless. The third-ranked 'Zhao Han' has been in seclusion in recent months. I'm afraid he has made considerable progress."
Zhao Qin smiled.
"Zhao Han? How do I remember that he has a cousin named Zhao Yijian?"
The young man in black robe turned his eyes and glanced at Zhao Feng who was the center of attention in the distance with a hint of amusement.
Zhao Feng suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in the crowd and turned around to look at a certain location.
In that corner, stood a quiet girl and a lazy young man in black robe.
The quiet girl among them, Zhao Feng recognized, was Zhao Qin, who was ranked fourth in the inner circle.
As for the lazy young man in black robe...
"Oh my god! It's Zhao Feng!"
"Zhao Feng! The inner disciple ranks second, second only to Zhao Linlong!"
There was a cry of surprise from the crowd.
Even some of the inner-level disciples clearly showed a bit of fear when their eyes touched Zhao Feng.
Far away, Zhao Feng's eyes met Zhao Feng's.
The moment their eyes met, Zhao Feng felt an invisible pressure.
Especially when his left eye was locked on Zhao Feng, he actually had the illusion that he had no flaws and was invincible.
Zhao Feng has a well-proportioned figure, neither fat nor thin. The qi, blood and martial arts energy in his body are both strong and soft, evenly distributed in every inch of flesh and blood, filled with a heart-stopping explosive power.
"The pinnacle of the fourth level of martial arts! His strength is probably even better than that of 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, but Zhao Feng is stronger. This is just like the third level of ordinary martial arts. In front of a would-be warrior, he may not be able to block a move.
"It is said that before Zhao Feng was promoted to the fourth level, he defeated a real warrior with the strength of a half-step warrior."
"I didn't expect him to come to the outer martial arts meeting."
The disciples nearby were whispering and talking about Zhao Feng's past glory.
Zhao Feng and Zhao Qin did not stay and left one after another.
It can be seen from the reaction that Zhao Qin looked at Zhao Feng from time to time and valued him very much.
Zhao Feng, on the other hand, only glanced at Zhao Feng casually, but instead glanced at Zhao Yufei with some interest.
Zhao Feng's mood fluctuated slightly, but he quickly calmed down.
Although he is now number one in the outer tier, there is still a gap that cannot be ignored compared to some of the top disciples in the inner tier.
At least, Zhao Qin, Zhao Feng and others are all true warriors of the fourth level of martial arts, and their martial arts level and level of training must be far superior to those of the outer level disciples.
As night fell, the outer martial arts meeting finally came to a successful conclusion.
At the outer level martial arts meeting, all the inner level disciples came to observe.
It is said that the second Zhao Feng and the third Zhao Han have both appeared before.
Only one person never showed up from beginning to end.
That is Zhao Linlong!
——One of the four great geniuses in Yuyang City.
Regarding these, Zhao Feng always came here after listening to the discussions from the nearby disciples on his way back.
"With my current strength, I can take first place in the outer layer without any danger. But if I am placed in the inner layer..."
Zhao Feng looked solemn.
Each of the inner-level children is the focus of the family's training.
Judging from the current situation, Zhao Feng wants to reach the top ten in the martial arts competition. There is not a big problem. There is also some chance of being in the top five.
But if you are in the top three, your chances are slim.
In the martial arts competition in half a month, do you want to compete for first place or top three?
Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.
The moment his mind changed, he quickly made a decision:
Fight!
We must fight!
He clearly remembered the rewards from the family martial arts meeting.
Only the disciples who reach the top three will have the opportunity to choose the "top martial arts".
Top martial arts!
This is the highest level of ordinary martial arts.
A set of top martial arts can often be practiced to the ninth level of martial arts. Only the legendary holy martial arts can surpass it.
If Zhao Feng wants to gain a foothold and survive in this world, he must increase his strength, and high-level martial arts is a must.
"First, or top three."
After Zhao Feng determined his target, he walked home slowly.
He had just arrived home and found that the courtyard was brightly lit and there were many people visiting him.
Father Zhao Tianyang and Mrs. Zhao were very busy.
The usually deserted home was actually overcrowded at the moment.
"Brother Tianyang, congratulations on giving birth to such a good son."
"Number one on the outer level, and he has also developed inner strength in martial arts. He will definitely be the focus of the family's training in the future."
Some of the guests at home were attentive and eager. 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. They usually look down on their own family, or even have conflicts, and the relationship is not good.
But today, these people came to visit unexpectedly.
The three members of the Zhao family were busy for a while and finally sent these people away.
It wasn't until late at night that Zhao Feng had time to talk to his parents.
"Internal strength in martial arts? A half-step martial artist? Feng'er, you really know how to hide your clumsiness. Today you gave me a big surprise."
Zhao Tianyang's face was flushed.
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 had won first place, Zhao Feng's parents almost doubted their own ears.
"When did my Feng'er become so powerful?"
Mrs. Zhao was a little suspicious.
Parents know best how capable their children are.
"Hey, since I was struck by lightning that time, my mind has become sharper, and my martial arts practice has become much easier than before..."
Zhao Feng could only give half-truths and half-false explanations.
His explanation also makes sense.
The world is full of wonders, and not every legendary figure is born with superhuman talents. This also has something to do with the fate of the day after tomorrow.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng's turning point in fate began when he was struck by lightning.
After hearing this explanation, my parents did not doubt that he was there.
Late that night.
Zhao Feng did not fall asleep, but closed his eyes and recalled the process of participating in the outer martial arts competition in the past two days.
In my mind, some important scenes emerged vividly.
During the outer martial arts competition, Zhao Feng sometimes moved his left eye. Some scenes and pictures in the competition, including every detail, seemed to be imprinted in his mind.
This includes the battles between powerful opponents such as Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, and Zhao Yufei.
In addition, there are also details about the actions of martial arts masters such as Zhao Tianjian and the chief referee.
Of course, there are too many things beyond his level that are difficult to reason and analyze.
Even so, Zhao Feng benefited a lot. He closed his eyes and integrated these insights.
At a certain moment, he suddenly turned into a black shadow, broke out of the window, and came to a wasteland in the clan.
Drink! Drink!…
Zhao Feng's eyes were closed tightly, and his fists were dancing irregularly, including the shadows of "Yangang Fist" and "Wrathful Dragon Fist".
After that, his fist and palm moves were somewhat similar to those of powerful opponents such as Zhao Yijian, Zhao Yue, and Zhao Yufei.
Huhu bang——
Zhao Feng's moves became faster and faster, and finally a faint burst of martial arts energy emerged.
At this time, his consciousness came into contact with the light cyan spiral halo of light in the dark space, which changed from rapid to slow, and kept rotating, extending from three feet to ninety-nine.
At the last moment, the scene of being oppressed by Zhao Tianjian appeared in his mind.
Hey!
Zhao Feng shouted loudly, and the inner strength of martial arts circulated smoothly in his body. Every time he struck a palm, there was a low roar, and the power gradually increased.
Half an hour later, when Zhao Feng was almost exhausted.
Boom~~
Zhao Feng felt a spasm all over his body, and the inner strength of the martial arts penetrated the qi, blood, and limbs of his body, as if boiling and burning.
A warm feeling flows throughout my body.
At the same time, his body surface discharged a layer of sweat and dirt.
"It's done!"
A trace of excitement flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.
In the dark space, the light green spiral halo went from three feet to ninety-nine feet, breaking through a threshold and reaching more than four feet.
At this moment, Zhao Feng ranks among the fourth level of martial arts in terms of both his inner strength and physical fitness.
Every time he breathes, he can feel the powerful power in his body and flesh. With a thought, the inner strength of the martial arts will surge out of his blood.
"The strength increased, reaching about one thousand kilograms, the inner strength of the martial arts increased slightly, and the number doubled."
Through his left eye, Zhao Feng understood all the changes in his body. His eyes were filled with joy and excitement that could not be suppressed.