Zhao Feng’s left eye could see that Hou Yuan’s body had almost reached the Ascended Realm.
Both he and Hou Yuan focused on body strengthening and their goal was the same - to enter the Ascended Realm with their bodies. But comparing the two, Hou Yuan was closer than Zhao Feng.
After all, Hou Yuan had entered the Clan earlier and had trained for a long time.
If he was able to go half a step further, he would be the first outer disciple to enter the Ascended Realm with his body in the past hundred years.
Ceng! Ceng!
Hou Yuan closed in on Zhao Feng step by step.
Small Golden Metal Fist!
Hou Yuan’s fist seemed to expand as a layer of gold covered it.
Zhao Feng’s left eye contracted slightly as his expression turned solemn.
Boom… !
The moment the fist had been thrust out, Hou Yuan’s body and fist had appeared in front of Zhao Feng.
The explosive energy and speed of Hou Yuan surpassed the Hong brothers easily.
The spectating outer disciples stared in shock.
Hou Yuan’s fist could instantly kill any cultivator at the 9th rank of the Consolidated Realm.
Silver Wall Mountain Opening!
In the nick of time, Zhao Feng’s strength exploded as well.
Fist clashed against fist, full of wildness and power. No tactic or skills were involved at all.
All the outer disciples heard a ‘Bang!’ before there ears trembled and they lost their hearing.
Teng Teng Teng…
Zhao Feng and Hou Yuan both retreated at once and left cracks on the ground.
Zhao Feng had retreated 9 steps before he stabilised his body, while Hou Yuan had only taken 8 steps.
Hou Yuan had gained the upper hand slightly, but this scene shocked the outer disciples below.
“Zhao Feng wasn’t crushed by Hou Yuan, even though they were fighting head on… ?”
“That guy also focuses on body strengthening and he is able to counter Hou Yuan!”
Discussion broke out nearby.
This was something that no one expected.
The most stunned person was Hou Yuan himself, he clearly knew how hard it was to strengthen one’s body. And it was hard to imagine how the youth in front of him, who was only 14-15 years, was able to reach such a level.
One had to know that his own age was 24-25, he was 10 years older than Zhao Feng.
If he couldn’t reach the Ascended Realm by 30, he would be thrown away by the Clan.
“His body strengthening level has indeed reached a higher level than me.”
Zhao Feng’s expression was as calm as water as the power of his left eye opened.
His Silver Wall Technique focused on increasing power and defense.
Hou Yuan had trained in a body strengthening technique that wasn’t any worse than Silver Wall Technique and it had reached a higher level.
“I never thought that you also focused on body strengthening and trained it to high level. But today, you will still lose.”
Hou Yuan’s expression was cold as his muscles tensed.
Through his left eye, Zhao Feng realised that Hou Yuan’s inner strength and body strengthening technique both perfectly merged with his bones.
Crack! Crack… !
Hou Yuan’s bones cracked as he released a terrifying aura.
Zhao Feng’s heart jumped, he had the feeling that he was fighting a Lord tier deadly beast.
It was hard to imagine what level Hou Yuan had reached with his body strengthening technique to be able to perfectly merge his inner strength and body together.
“Gold Bronze Casting Body!”
Hou Yuan’s aura suddenly rose another half a level as a golden, bronze coloured appeared on his body.
After using this technique Gold Bronze Casting Body, Hou Yuan had the ability to challenge those at the Ascended Realm.
Small Gold Metal Fist!
A golden fist thrust through the aira and enveloped Zhao Feng.
The speed was too fast. If it was under a normal situation, Zhao Feng wouldn’t be able to react in time. But at this moment, Zhao Feng’s left eye was opened to the max and he was able to block Hou Yuan’s lightning quick strike.
Peng----
Zhao Feng’s body was sent back tens of yards. If it wasn’t because his Silver Wall Technique's forte was defense, the punch just then would’ve caused him to vomit blood.
“Down… ”
Hou Yuan had forced Zhao Feng to the edge of the stage. If he fell off stage, it would mean that he lost.
Shua!
Zhao Feng’s figure was destroyed by a fist.
Hou Yuan had missed this time.
Flowing Wind Stance! Smoking Transparent Step!
Zhao Feng merged the enlightenment from Flowing Wind Stance into his max level movement skill.
Instantly, Zhao Feng’s speed skill reached its peak level. The comprehension gained from Illusion Fish Picture was merged more and more and Zhao Feng became closer to a fish.
Hou Yuan’s movement skill was his weakness when compared to Zhao Feng.
Many times, he had been tricked by Zhao Feng and his attacks missed.
At this moment, Zhao Feng’s left eye opened as he started to inspect Hou Yuan’s Gold Bronze Casting Body…