Zhao Feng was too strong in terms of pure strength, and once he used Star Finger, the damage dealt was on par with peak sixth rankers. This meant that even Zhao Linlong, who had reached the sixth rank, would be beaten. Therefore, Xin Wuheng had to retreat occasionally and win some time to rest.
Thirty moves… Thirty five moves…
Finally, on the thirty fifth move, Xin Wuheng managed to slightly gain the upper hand.
The battle became more intense and dangerous. Xin Wuheng would sometimes sneak attack and when he used with Cloud Chess Step, it made the sneak attacks even more unpredictable. But Zhao Feng’s reflexes were unbelievably fast, at the key moment he would see how Xin Wuheng would attack.
“How did he do this? Is he the same as me? Does he have the senses of a Martial Master?” Xin Wuheng thought curiously.
Fifty moves… Sixty moves…
No one was winning!
Plop!
Zhao Ling fell helplessly to the ground, his face was pale. Before, he had bet with Zhao Feng that if he could manage to exchange ten moves, then he would lose.
But at that time Zhao Feng had laughed: “Ten moves is too little, at least thirty, no, fifty moves… ”
And at this moment, the two had exchanged over sixty moves with no signs of winning or losing.
Sixty moves… Seventy moves…
The two’s offense rate became higher and higher. Finally, they reached eighty to ninety moves.
Xin Wuheng took a deep breath and his“one with the heavens” aura became clearer and clearer. This aura was similar to the one from the shy girl at the canyon, yet it was much fainter.
Facing this aura Zhao Feng felt like he was an ant. That feeling stopped him from breathing properly.
After ninety moves, every attack Xin Wuheng sen out contained deep insights. Zhao Feng’s left eye slowly opened and a faint green azure glow covered his eyeball. Suddenly he went into super-vision mode. Every movement Xin Wuheng made was now tens of times slower.
Shua!
Inside the pitch black dimension. A hollow figure of Xin Wuheng appeared and every action that he took was replayed back and forth. The hollow figures actions contained deep insights and they were easier to understand compared than the girl’s. Since he had already gained some insights from that Mysterious Wind Palm, Zhao Feng immediately learnt this aura.
Open!
Zhao Feng suddenly merged his Lightly Floating Ferry, Lightly Micro Step and Flaming Metal Fist into one. An aura similar to Xin Wuheng’s appeared on his body.
Pah—-
Zhao Feng thrust a palm out at Xin Wuheng.
Teng teng teng…..
Xin Wuheng’s figure retreated, his face full of shock: “What!? His palm… ”
He had a weird feeling that the aura from Zhao Feng’s palm was stolen from him. If that was true, then it would be too terrifying…
Xin Wuheng took a deep breath and condensed his Inner Strength. His senses were on par with Martial Masters and his condensing speed and strength far surpassed sixth rankers. This meant that any cultivator under the sixth rank couldn’t beat Xin Wuheng in terms of Inner Strength. This was also why he could beat Zhao Linlong.
But he didn’t know that Zhao Feng’s left eye had kept track of all his Inner Strength and blood flow changes.
So it’s like this…
Zhao Feng soon gained more understanding of that aura.
Star Finger!
Zhao Feng’s finger stabbed through the air and this time it was even more powerful than before. Star Finger was also about condensing Inner Strength. After he learnt how Xin Wuheng condensed his Inner Strength, Zhao Feng’s Star Finger pushed forwards slightly.
“Fantastic! Star Finger is closing in on the peak third level.” He really wanted to thank Xin Wuheng.
Firstly, he had gained some insight to that mysterious aura. Secondly,he had learnt how to condense Inner Strength more efficiently.
Ninety-one moves… Ninety-two moves…
Zhao Feng fought braver and braver.
Although Xin Wuheng wasn’t losing, he wasn’t gaining the upper hand either. What made him turn cold was Zhao Feng’s potential, he could feel Zhao Feng getting stronger and stronger.
Zhao Feng’s aura and Inner Strength were almost completely similar to his.
What kind of person was this guy!?
Xin Wuheng couldn’t help but admit that he had met his nemesis. His forte was enlightenment and his opponent’s understanding speed was even faster than his.
Ninety-five moves… Ninety-six moves…
They were closing in on one hundred moves. Everyone present held their breaths, their eyes were full of anticipation and excitement for the end result. According to the rules, when they exchanged one-hundred moves the geniuses and hosting person will decide the winner.
However, at the ninety-ninth move.
Teng!
Xin Wuheng spun and jumped tens of metres into the air: “It ends here!”