After the "Silver Gang Qi Shield" is completed, it can form an all-round protective layer on the body surface. It has extremely strong defensive power. It can shuttle thousands of troops and horses, and can retreat calmly when faced with thousands of arrows piercing the heart.
At this level, you can almost ignore ordinary human wave tactics.
Of course, although the Yingang Qi Shield's defense is strong and perfect, it also has fatal flaws.
That’s a lot of consumption!
Generally, for a seventh-level expert who practices "Silver Wall Technique", the Silver Gang Qi Shield can only last for a dozen breaths at most, and will only be used at the most dangerous and critical moments.
However, Zhao Feng's cultivation has reached the seventh level limit, and coupled with the practice of "Returning Qi Jue", his internal energy reserves are more than twice that of the same level.
Therefore, his Silver Gang Qi Mask can last longer and can last for twenty or thirty breaths without any problem.
"The "Silver Wall Technique" has reached its seventh level peak. Now I can challenge the eighth level of martial arts with my physical strength alone. With the 'Silver Gang Qi Shield' condensed, the ninth level of martial arts will not easily hurt me in a short period of time."
Zhao Feng had a slight evaluation of his own strength.
Under the ninth level, it should be difficult for him to meet an opponent, unless he is at Bei Mo's level and has practiced several holy martial arts to a high level.
In the next few days, Zhao Feng worked hard to consolidate the "Silver Wall Jue", absorb the remaining medicinal power in his body, and give his body an adaptation stage.
"Silver Wall Jue", as a holy body-refining martial art, has various mysterious techniques, all based on the use of the body and the cultivation of techniques.
Four or five days later.
Zhao Feng fully absorbed the medicinal power throughout his body and had a deeper understanding of "Silver Wall Jue".
At this time, his "Silver Wall Technique" reached the critical point of the seventh level, approaching the eighth level.
"If you use the 'Precious Gold Body Tempering Powder' now, as long as you can resist the power of the medicine, the 'Silver Wall Technique' will definitely be able to break through the eighth level."
Zhao Feng's eyes flickered uncertainly.
After weighing it for a long time, he didn't do it.
First, the medicinal power of the Precious Gold Body Tempering Powder is so overbearing that even a strong eighth-level martial artist who takes it will have a half chance of becoming disabled.
The potency of this medicine is half a level higher than that of "Cold Snow Body Corrosion Pill" and "Fire Yang Bone Refining Pill". It is extremely dangerous for Zhao Feng to take it now.
Second, if you continue to use external substances to train your body, you will still develop drug dependence and cannot achieve the best results.
therefore.
Zhao Feng did not take the "Precious Gold Body Tempering Powder" immediately, and only relied on his own strength to practice slowly.
In the next few days, he devoted himself to practicing the "Silver Wall Technique".
While practicing, Zhao Feng can also comprehend the "Four Wind Style" and "Xuanfeng Palm" in the space of his left eye.
After experiencing the beast tide, Zhao Feng's potential was once again exploited, and both the "Four Winds Style" and the "Xuanfeng Palm" have made great progress.
As time went by, Zhao Feng understood 100% of the second form of the Four Winds Style, "Turning Wind Style".
The tornado style can increase power, produce range impact, and has a significant bonus to attacks.
Zhao Feng integrated the tornado style into the star pointing finger, which is comparable to the holy attack martial arts.
If the Tornado Style is integrated into the Black Wind Palm, its mysterious power may even be better than ordinary holy martial arts.
Next, Zhao Feng began to understand the third form of the Four Winds Style, the "Residual Wind Style".
"Residual Wind Style" is an offensive holy-grade residual style. Its mysterious difficulty is comparable to that of Xuanfeng Palm. Zhao Feng found it not too difficult or easy to understand, but he made steady progress.
This day.
Zhao Feng's understanding of the "Resisting Wind Style" reached three or four points, and finally encountered a bottleneck and stopped understanding.
He closed his eyes, found some holy moves in his mind, and understood most of them.
Black Wind Palm, basic understanding.
The Four Winds Style, comprehend the third style.
In comparison, the cultivation and understanding of "Pointing Star Finger" is much easier.
Zhao Feng only practiced a little bit, and the "Pointing Star Finger" broke through to the sixth level, which was only one level away from the highest level of the seventh level.
Zhao Feng's understanding of the secrets of various moves has come naturally. This is due to the role of the mysterious left eye, which greatly increases his mental power, understanding, analytical power, etc.
"There is still one month left for the sect's entrance examination. My "Silver Wall Technique" is still half full and I cannot break through to the eighth level."
Zhao Feng murmured to himself.
At this stage, his most important thing is physical training and martial arts, followed by cultivation.
As long as the foundation of the body is improved, other cultivation will be done with half the effort and it will be a matter of course.
Therefore, Zhao Feng did not deliberately improve his cultivation. Otherwise, he would probably have broken through to the eighth level of martial arts by now.
It's just that the improvement of body training martial arts becomes slower and more difficult in the later stages.
Zhao Feng took a long breath, walked out of the pavilion, went to the garden to get some air, and let his body relax properly.
Practicing blindly is not very efficient.
Sometimes, proper relaxation can be beneficial to practice and break through bottlenecks.
"Mr. Zhao, a few days ago, Mr. Beimo sent someone to leave a message, inviting you to attend the celebration banquet."
The servant said respectfully.
Beimo? Celebration banquet?
Zhao Feng felt strange, why did a celebration party suddenly appear?
Upon questioning, the servant replied: "A few days ago, Young Master Beimo broke through the 'Ninth Level of Martial Arts' at the age of less than sixteen years old and shocked the Guangling Mansion. Your Majesty, the prince, decided to hold a celebration banquet for him."
The ninth level of martial arts!
Zhao Feng's heart trembled.
It is not difficult to imagine that after the beast tide, Beimo also made great progress, making further progress and breaking through the ninth level.
Breaking through the ninth level of martial arts at the age of less than sixteen years old is unheard of in the entire Guangling County, and even in the huge Xiangyun Kingdom, at least in the past twenty years.
You know, how many warriors are unable to break through the seventh level in their entire lives.
After reaching the seventh level of martial arts, advancement becomes increasingly difficult and slow. Some elders of the Zhao clan, like some elders of the Zhao clan, may stay at the seventh level for their entire lives.
"A ninth-level martial artist who is less than sixteen years old...a genius of the same generation as Bei Mo. What a misfortune."
Zhao Feng sighed in his heart.
In ordinary times, geniuses like Nangong Fan and Feng Yinyue are the leaders of their generation.
But when he met Bei Mo, the brilliance of other geniuses was overshadowed.
Zhao Feng asked: "When will the celebration banquet be held?"
"Just tomorrow night."
The servant bowed and replied.
Zhao Feng nodded, but felt a lot of pressure in his heart.
Judging from the current situation, the gap between him and Bei Mo has not narrowed much.
Although he has been making rapid progress, Bei Mo, as a super genius, will never stand still.
Return to the room.
Zhao Feng felt calm and continued to practice "Silver Wall Technique".
Under the pressure of a super genius, he worked harder than ever before, and a "thumping" sound came from the mysterious left eye.
A trace of strange aura came from the left eye, blending into the flesh and blood of the whole body, and even seeping into the internal organs.
A tingling feeling of electric current spreads throughout the body along with the operation of "Silver Wall Jue".
Zhao Feng's mind was shaken, and there was a slight buzzing sound all over his body. In surprise, he tried his best to run the "Silver Wall Technique".
After one day and one night.
Zhao Feng discharged a layer of light black mucus from all over his body.
call!
The pores and acupuncture points all over his body were relaxed, and he felt unprecedentedly comfortable. His energy and energy all over his body broke through a shackle and reached a whole new level.
At this time, as he breathed, an invisible pressure of breath was released from his body, which was the power from the body itself.
"The eighth level of "Silver Wall Technique" was actually broken through under such circumstances."
Zhao Feng took a long breath, his face full of excitement and surprise.
Under normal circumstances, it would take as little as half a month or as many as several months for his Silver Wall Technique to break through.
Perhaps because of Beimo's oppression, the mysterious left eye power was further unlocked, and Zhao Feng's bloodline potential was greatly stimulated.
Now Zhao Feng is confident that he is invincible at the ninth level of martial arts. Even if he faces ordinary ninth level martial arts, he should be able to compete with one or two.
Squeak!
Zhao Feng smiled easily and walked out of the room.
Outside the house, it was pitch black, with a bright moon and few stars.
"I almost forgot! Beimo's celebration banquet is tonight..."
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat.
Depending on the time, the celebration banquet should have been held for some time.
Teng!
Zhao Feng leaped forward and headed straight to the location of the celebration banquet.
In the starry night, a full moon hung in the sky, making the surrounding stars dim.
This sign in the starry sky seems to indicate the dazzling brilliance of Beimo, covering up the genius of the stars.
The location of the celebration banquet is at Lingwu Hall, and it is only for people in the small circle of Guangling Mansion.
Stepping into the main hall, Zhao Feng found that the celebration banquet was coming to an end.
In the celebration banquet hall, Marquis Guangjun and his disciples were present, as well as a few confidants.
"Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Brother Mo's celebration banquet, why did you come now?"
Nangong Fan frowned slightly.
"I've met Master! Congratulations to Junior Brother Mo!"
Zhao Feng ignored Nangong Fan and walked up first. He met Marquis Guangjun first and then celebrated Beimo.
The aura on Bei Mo's body was deeper than before, and the martial arts energy in his body was condensed to the extreme, and he indeed broke through to the ninth level.
Compared to before he broke through the ninth level, his strength has doubled.
Zhao Feng's left eye, through insightful analysis, concluded that Bei Mo's true strength is close to the half-step holy realm.
In other words, Beimo's strength has surpassed that of Ye Lingyun, Sanwei and others. It is difficult to encounter opponents in the holy realm.
Neither Marquis Guangjun nor Bei Mo took Zhao Feng's lateness seriously.
At the celebration banquet, Marquis Guangjun and Bei Mo, master and disciple, were the protagonists. They became the focus of everyone's attention, shrouded in countless haloes and filled with infinite glory.
Marquis Guangjun had a smile on his face, and the concern and expectation in his eyes were all pinned on Bei Mo.
In comparison, the other named disciples, such as Nangong Fan, Zhao Feng, Yang Qingshan and others, are just supporting roles, like green leaves setting off flowers.
"In one month, the entry examination of the 'Xiaoyue Sect' will begin. The disciple will definitely fulfill the master's wish."
Bei Mo vowed that he could feel the master's care and wishes.
"You are the most outstanding disciple in my life. After joining the sect, I believe you can go further."
Marquis Guangjun nodded with a smile.
At the end of the celebration banquet, only Marquis Guangjun and his six disciples were left in the hall, and even Ye Lingyun and others retreated.
Zhao Feng realized that Marquis Guangjun should have something to say to his disciples.
"As you all know, there is still one month left for the entrance examination of the 'Xiaoyue Sect', and I only have three places available for you. In ten days, I will select three people based on your strength, potential and other comprehensive factors."
Marquis Guangjun went directly to the topic.
As soon as these words came out, several other people besides Beimo felt their hearts tremble.
Even if they are in the same division, brothers still have to compete for three spots.
Six people competing for three spots!
Among them, Bei Mo's quota is unquestionable and unshakable.
In other words, Yang Qingshan, Nangong Fan, Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei have to fight for the remaining two places.