Xin Wuhen appeared on the stage, pushing the Genius Summit to a peak, and the shouts of spectators could be heard from all around.
As the first person to attend the last summit, Xin Wuhen’s popularity and prestige are unrivaled.
"Xin Wuhen, I have been waiting for you for a long time.
The fighting spirit surged in Zhao Linlong's eyes, and the martial arts energy in his body was like an iron current, rushing and roaring. The momentum of the sixth level of martial arts was like a strong wind, roaring through the entire audience.
"Zhao Linlong, your physical strength is somewhat depleted. It's best to rest for a few games first."
Qiu Mengyu reminded her kindly.
Zhao Linlong had just experienced several sparring matches, especially a fierce battle with Qiu Mengyu. His physical strength and martial arts energy had been somewhat depleted, and he was only 70 to 80% of what he was at his peak.
If facing ordinary opponents, Zhao Linlong would not consider this issue at all.
However, this time his opponent was Xin Wuhen, a prodigy who was said to be "unbeatable in ten moves", and who had once defeated him miserably.
"Brother Linlong, please rest for a while and let me experience his strength first."
Zhao Qing jumped up, holding a spear in his hand, and flew to the central open space.
Zhao Qing ranked seventh in the Zhao Clan Martial Arts Competition. Originally, he was not eligible to participate in the Genius Summit.
But Zhao Linlong gave him this opportunity and "deprived" him of the quota that originally belonged to Zhao Feng.
Therefore, Zhao Qing was very grateful to Zhao Linlong and deliberately helped him this time.
"Okay, don't show off."
Zhao Linlong nodded, returned to the pavilion, and sat cross-legged to rest.
With Zhao Qing and others taking action in front of him, they could at least test out some of Xin Wuhen's ins and outs.
"Xin Wuhen... take a shot from me!"
Zhao Qing shouted in surprise, and the iron gun in his hand turned into a silver wave. The strong wind swept wildly, making it difficult to distinguish the truth in the night.
Xin Wuhen stood there, one hand behind his back, motionless.
That’s not true!
Zhao Qing was furious, Xin Wuhen's performance was that he did not regard him as an opponent at all.
Poof!
A shadow of a gun intertwined with light and dark, sharp and sharp, stabbing Xin Wuhen's left shoulder.
There were no waves in Xin Wuhen's ancient well. He didn't move an inch from where he was and slowly raised his fingers.
Bang bang!
With an ordinary finger, he hit the weak spot where the tip of the spear was, and a ray of extremely condensed inner energy rushed in like thunder.
Zhao Qing's blood was boiling, his mouth was shaking, and he could hardly stand still.
"let go!"
Xin Wuhen slapped his backhand, and an indescribable force vibrated through the iron gun, causing Zhao Qing to vomit blood on the spot.
Bang!
The iron spear came out of his hand, Zhao Qing vomited blood and took a few steps back, terrified and inexplicable.
Beat by beat, Zhao Qing was defeated and the iron gun was released.
This scene shocked many geniuses on the field, but it was also expected.
After all, Xin Wuhen is the number one genius in the upper world. Zhao Linlong would probably be able to achieve the same effect.
In the pavilion.
Zhao Feng's expression was solemn, and with his left eye, he could clearly see the entire process of Xin Wuhen's attack.
Xin Wuhen's seemingly careless strokes hit Zhao Qing's vital points, almost exactly the same as the flaw he saw with his left eye.
Not only that, Xin Wuhen's attack seemed to follow the most reasonable trajectory and fit in with the natural environment.
Zhao Feng had only experienced a similar feeling from the mysterious "young girl" in the Blood Python Canyon that day.
But the feeling of a young girl was more than ten times stronger than that of Xin Wuhen.
"Brother Linlong, hurry up and recover. I will also test him and try to force him to show his true strength."
Zhao Feng's eyes flickered and he jumped up to lead the open space in the center of the summit.
"Let's take action."
Xin Wuhen still stood with his hands behind his hands, his face calm.
"Tianxiao Fist!"
Zhao Bao's face was cold and stern, and he launched advanced boxing techniques that were close to the peak of his fire.
At the same time, he performed advanced footwork under his feet, secretly activating advanced internal skills, and even the power of advanced body training...
Zhao Feng's strength is close to that of a genius, and he has almost no weaknesses in all aspects.
It would be most suitable for him to test Xin Wuhen.
Broken Wind Finger!
Xin Wuhen's index finger pierced the air a little, and the martial arts roared like a sharp blade cutting through the air.
Puff!
Their fists and fingers intertwined, and one of Xin Wuhen's fingers actually brushed past the edge of Zhao Feng's palm.
Zhao Feng staggered and almost fell down on the spot. His arms were numb and he almost lost consciousness.
"Broken Wind Finger? This seems to be an intermediate martial art!"
"No, I have practiced Broken Wind Finger before, so why am I different from him?"
The audience was in a commotion and there was constant discussion.
Zhao Feng took a deep breath, looked solemn, used advanced footwork to get out of the crisis, and attacked again.
Bang! Bang!...
The two of them were silent and moving, fists and fingers going back and forth.
One move, two moves, three moves...
Xin Wuhen remained calm and stood there, barely moving an inch.
Huhu~
Zhao Feng was breathing heavily, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face was red and dry.
These are just three moves.
Every move against Xin Wuhen will consume a lot of his energy and energy, which is equivalent to fighting hundreds of moves at the same level.
Every move and every move by Xin Wuhen seemed to be just enough to restrain him.
With the same martial arts inner strength and the same strength, Xin Wuhen's strike with his hand seemed to coincide with the right time and place, overwhelming the enemy invisible.
By the fifth move, Zhao Feng received several blows on his chest, arms, palms and other parts, and his body almost fell apart.
In the sixth move, Xin Wuhen suddenly switched to an intermediate kicking technique and kicked Zhao Feng's arm with a "bang" sound.
"ah……"
Zhao Feng screamed in pain, his arm was almost broken, dripping with cold sweat, and rolled to the ground.
To defeat Zhao Feng, Xin Wuhen used an intermediate fingering technique and an intermediate kicking technique.
"Same as the last one, all are intermediate martial arts."
"Each of his intermediate martial arts has at least reached a perfect level."
Some older geniuses saw something fishy.
Summit Center.
Xin Wuhen stood with his hands behind his back, still calm and relaxed, as if he hadn't even exhausted any energy.
After Zhao Feng's defeat, the Qiu family also sent out several geniuses to challenge him. Even Qiu Changyi, who was a genius in the previous year, tried to test him.
But the end result is the same.
A group of geniuses took turns to fight, but they were all defeated by Xin Wuhen's intermediate martial arts.
Even Qiu Changyi only lasted until the seventh move.
When Xin Wuhen took action, he always carried one hand behind his back and only used one hand.
Opponents of the same level, in front of him, were like villagers who did not know martial arts and could only use brute force.
"It's hard to believe..."
Zhao Feng made some statistics while watching the battle.
Xin Wuhen has practiced a total of five or six intermediate martial arts, and the fire level of each one has at least reached the perfection level.
Even some moves far exceed the shackles of the original martial arts and become stronger than before.
at the same time.
On a big tree near the Genius Summit.
Two figures in dark silver light armor stood on the branches, hidden in the shadows of the night.
"After cultivating multiple intermediate martial arts to perfection and mastering them, little Yuyang City actually has such a genius. Among the teenagers of his generation in the county and city, he can at least be ranked in the top ten."
One of the dark silver figures said.
"You underestimated him... Although this person has not broken through the 'Qi Po Stage', he has the realm and sensory awareness of an ordinary martial arts master. You should know what this means?"
Another slightly hoarse voice said.
In the area where the summit was held, the three major families and many geniuses, including some elders and distinguished guests, were not even aware of these two "uninvited guests".
…
Summit Center.
Xin Wuhen stood with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless.
For a moment, there was no second person to challenge him.
Many people's eyes turned to Zhao Linlong.
Zhao Linlong's cultivation has reached the sixth level of martial arts, and he is the only genius who can compete with Xin Wuhen.
Xin Wuhen's eyes also turned to the pavilion where the Zhao family was, as if he was also waiting.
"Xin Wuhen, are you ready?"
Zhao Linlong stood up, his energy and spirit reaching its peak, and the martial arts energy in his body surged like a river, roaring in a low voice.
The powerful aura of the sixth level of martial arts made several Zhao clan disciples in the pavilion feel depressed and uncomfortable.
"I don't need to prepare."
Xin Wuhen fought continuously, and his physical strength was not consumed at all.
Because all the opponents were defeated lightly, and they returned to their peak after taking a breath.
"good!"
As soon as Zhao Linlong finished speaking, a golden shadow was left on the spot.
Summit Center.
The two great geniuses stood facing each other, and everyone watching the battle held their breaths.
Including the two dark silver light-armored figures in the shadow of the big tree, they all watched with slight interest.
Step shadow body!
Zhao Linlong suddenly moved, leaving several golden afterimages in the night. He was moving so fast that he could not see the human form clearly, but his ears could hear a "rustling" sound.
Many people know that Zhao Linlong's advanced footwork "Buying Shen" has reached its peak.
Moreover, "Buying Shen" can achieve twice the result with half the effort in the night.
call!
Xin Wuhen let out a breath and slowly let go of the hand behind his back, showing a serious look.
Since the beginning of the competition, he has been fighting with only one hand.
But this time the opponent has reached the sixth level of martial arts, so he obviously cannot be trusted.
Facing Zhao Linlong's elusive movement, Xin Wuhen stood there, motionless, like a stone sculpture.
Zhao Feng's left eye clearly caught the high-frequency vibration of Xin Wuhen's ears, which was integrated with the energy, blood and breathing in his body.
"Zhao Linlong's movement skills may have an effect on him."
He shook his head and sighed.
"I do not believe!"
Zhao Qing was not convinced and snorted coldly: "Brother Linlong's advanced footwork has reached its peak, and no one can match him on the field. Not to mention his cultivation level is the highest."
For a long time, he had admired and had confidence in Zhao Linlong.
Zhao Feng smiled and said nothing.
Snap!
In the night, a golden figure appeared behind Xin Wuhen and hit the target with one palm.
too fast!
No one could see clearly when Zhao Linlong appeared behind Xin Wuhen.
However, at the critical moment, Xin Wuhen also moved.
Without hesitation, he tilted his back slightly, and his palm, which was as powerful as flying thunder, was half an inch away, almost wiping off his clothes.
One palm failed.
At first glance, Zhao Linlong seemed to have hit the target, but he just missed it, just a little short of the mark.
"Spinning kick!"
Xin Wuhen turned around without turning his head, and swept his leg towards Zhao Linlong, who was looking slightly stunned.
Canopy!
Zhao Linlong mobilized the powerful internal energy of the sixth level of martial arts and hurriedly punched out. He caught Xin Wuhen's punch and took a step back.
Just as Zhao Feng expected, Zhao Linlong's movement technique had no effect on Xin Wuhen and returned without success.
"How do you know that Zhao Linlong's "Buying Shen" doesn't work on Xin Wuhen?"
Zhao Yufei asked curiously.
Zhao Qing next to him sneered: "He is just lucky and has a prejudice against Brother Linlong."
Am I biased against him?
Zhao Feng almost stopped laughing. Who is biased against whom?
"Why are you laughing? If you have the ability, let's take a gamble."