Gravity Tales
Wuxia and Xianxia Light Novels
King of Gods
Chapter 77 – Seventh rank, Holy Martial Art
In a blink of an eye, Lei Cong and Zhao Feng had exchanged blows. The power from the blows made the other youths dodge them immediately.
Star Finger!
Zhao Feng charged forwards instead of retreating as his left eye could catch the changes of Inner Strength and blood.
Boom! Boom! Boom……
Zhao Feng’s Star Finger had reached the peak fourth level and he could fire tens of finger beams in an instant. Streaks of azure light could be seen flying everywhere, every finger strived for perfection and damage.
In the short time period, Zhao Feng and Lei Cong were on par with each other. Lei Cong had the advantage in higher cultivation and therefore, he could use a wide range attacks while Zhao Feng had his Spatial Star Finger, which was on par with attacks from the seventh rank.
In terms of attack speed, Zhao Feng was actually faster and he held the initiative.
Final Wind breaking the Skies!
Lei Cong’s palm exploded and sent a barrier of wind towards Zhao Feng.
“Mysterious Wind Palm!”
Zhao Feng immediately merged the picture of the girl in his mind. Through the battles he had fought in, his palm was even stronger than before. The two palms clashed together, but Zhao Feng’s azure palm seemed to engulf all the wind and it easily resolved Lei Cong’s attack.
“What kind of skill is that… ?”
Lei Cong was stunned, the skill he used just then was one of his best.
Flowing Wind Stance!
Zhao Feng’s body suddenly became agile and he seemed to dance with the wind, he sometimes, he attacked with Mysterious Wind Palm and sometimes with Star Finger.
Doom… Pew… Bang…
The two figures sent air waves crashing everywhere.
Ten moves, twenty moves, thirty moves…
Zhao Feng’s Inner Strength and skills became more honed. Facing a Martial Master had ignited the potential hin Zhao Feng. Unconsciously, his Star Finger had fully consolidated at the peak of the fourth level and his Metal Wall Technique had closed in on the late stages of the fifth level as well. This allowed him to fight a Martial Master head on and not lose.
After one hundred or so moves, the two both felt slightly puffed. Zhao Feng felt his Inner Strength become purer and had a chaotic feeling to it.
“This… ”
Zhao Feng felt his cultivation go a step further and he slowly started to break through the last barrier.
“Today’s sparring stops here.”
Zhao Feng figure immediately left the battle circle and he returned back to his wooden room. Lei Cong couldn’t gain the upper hand at all and he felt slightly tired as well. He realised that this was because his cultivation hadn’t stabilised.
On a wooden house far away, Feng Hanyue stood there watching.