His real killing move?
Zhao Linlong’s words shocked the others. Zhao Feng connected that claim with the third level of the Martial Arts Library. That day, he had seen Zhao Linlong enter the third level. But at the summit, Zhao Linlong had only used his Spatial Cloud Finger. If he had a real killing move then why didn’t he use it?
A smile appeared on Zhao Feng’s lips. The only explanation was that the gains Zhao Linlong had received from the third level of the martial arts library hadn’t been fully digested.
Under a certain tree.
The two silver clothed figures had seen the entire show.
“Remember, the Xin and Zhao family both have one great genius each. Now go and report this to Our Lord… ” One of the silver figures said.
Shua!
The two silver shadows merged into the night.
“Who’s there!?”
The two had only moved a couple hundred metres before an old powerful shout echoed.
Teng!
A gray robed elder landed on the ground as he eyes stared at the two mysterious people.
“Hehe, I can’t believe I saw a Martial Master of the seventh rank! Seventeenth, you can go and practise your skills.” One of the silver figures lightly laughed as he left.
“Hmph! Who dares intrude on the important grounds of the Qiu family!?” The gray robed elders’ eyes were sharp as he sent out a palm.
Beng!
A green glow sliced through the air, its sound as long as thunder. Under that pressure, the trees and rocks around it were shattered.
Transformation Strength, long ranged attacks through the air!
This was the symbol of a Martial Master. The power of that palm could easily crush a cultivator of the fourth or fifth rank through the air.
“Petty tricks!”
The silver figure that remained behind lifted one hand slowly and pointed one finger at the glow.