Zhao Chengang was shocked. He had thought that he could take down Zhao Feng in one punch, but in reality, he was casually blocked by a core ranked martial art!
“What is going on!” The Zhao sect disciple around paused.
“I do not believe it…… it was an accident! It accidentally hit the weakness of my move.” Zhao Chengang howled as he again pounced towards using Flowing Wind Fist.
Pah!
Once again Zhao Chengang was pushed back. Although the first two moves were even, Zhao Chengang was being constrained.
“It really is a core martial art skill….. How did he do that?”
“How can a core rank martial art gain the upper hand while facing a high rank martial art?”
The Zhao sect disciples were confused.
One move…. Two moves…. Three moves…..
Every time, Zhao Chengang was pushed back.
When two people of the same rank fought it was normal to have one side gain the upper hand. However, using a core rank martial art while fighting against a high rank martial art was unheard of.
What was going on?
Zhao Chengang turned crazy as he used all of his power.
Many looked towards the judge and the older generation of the sect.
“Zhao Feng’s battle conscience and skill far surpasses Zhao Chengang’s.” The judge said uncertainly. His analysis didn’t satisfy the people.
“Hehe, this kid has trained a core ranked skill to the ‘max level’.” An old voice sounded from the centre of the crowd. It was an old man who had a white beard. It was this contest’s main judge.
Max level?
A few judges quickly nodded their heads. Everyone knew that the higher the skill level, the more damage was dealt. However, this was not the case for everything!
For example, when one trained a low rank martial art to the high level, and another trained a high rank skill to the low level, the high rank martial art would not be as powerful as the low rank martial art.
Normally, the levels were: Beginner, low, high and peak level.
Peak level meant that it had reached ninety percent or higher.
Normally, someone training a martial art to the peak level was already very rare. However, peak level did not mean that it was the limit. Above peak level was the max level!
Max level meant that the skill had been trained to at least ninety-nine percent of its fullest potential. It could be said that it was ‘perfect’.
“Although it seems like there is a small difference between the max level and the peak level, the gap is insanely huge! The difference is even bigger than the difference between the low level and the high level!” The main judge smiled faintly.
“But even so, Zhao Feng should only be able to fight on par against Zhao Chengang.” One martial artist still did not understand.
After all, high ranked martial art skills were three levels higher than core ranked martial art skills, and Zhao Chengang had trained the high rank martial art to the low level.
“You are right! The max level of a core rank martial art can barely fight on par with the low level of a high rank martial art. But as you can see, Zhao Feng’s body strength, reaction speed, battle conscience etc all far exceeds that of Zhao Chengang’s.”
The main judge praised. Through his explanation the crowd now fully understood.
Just at this moment, the battle on the seventh stage was changing.
“Zhao Feng’s starting to attack now!”
“Oh my god! What a fast speed!”
Peh! Pah! Beng…..
The audience’s eyes were attracted by the seventh stage, only to see Zhao Feng’s defense turn into offense. His fists had already surpassed the realm of what Flaming Metal Fists could achieve.
His speed, power, all struck at the opponent’s weaknesses. Zhao Chengang, who was in a frenzied state, instantly fumbled and got hit by one of Zhao Feng’s punches.
Pah—
Zhao Chengang gave a scream as his shoulder was ripped out of its socket.
“Number one hundred and eighty-eight wins!” The judge of the seventh said as he let out a breath.
Hua!
The seventh group went into an uproar.
“Zhao Feng beat Zhao Chengang by only using a core ranked martial art!”
“Unbelievable! Zhao Chengang was ranked first in the group…….”
Zhao Feng won had won his fifteenth match. This meant that he was now the strongest in group seven.
At this moment Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yufei all looked over.
“Max level? When the martial artist held the lecture, I felt all the moves of Flaming Metal Fist disappear from my mind….. This is probably why.” Zhao Feng understood.
When he came back from the lecture he felt that his core ranked martial art had reached a peak, where it could fight against quasi martial artists. And Zhao Chengang’s strength had only barely reached that of a quasi martial artist.
“Not bad. It looks like the outer disciples have a black horse.” The main judge smiled.