“Inner strength!”
Sssss!
Cold breaths sounded throughout the field. Everyone was completely shocked.
The white-bearded judge stood up and murmured, ”Fourteen years old and he has already understood the principle of Inner Strength. It can be said that he is easily going to become a martial artist. His talent can be compared with Zhao Linlong’s!”
The crowd attention once again focused on Zhao Feng. This was the new king of the outer disciples.
Zhao Feng looked incredulously at his fists. He had seen Zhao Yijian’s arm break, seen his sword snap in two…..
He had even restrained from using all of his strength. If he did not, Zhao Yijian’s injury wouldn’t just be as simple as a broken arm. At least half his arm would have become useless. If it was a normal third rank cultivator instead, this punch would have killed him instantly.
“This is the power of inner strength.” Zhao Feng trembled with excitement.
The disciples in the crowd looked at Zhao Feng in fear. They now understood the difference in strength between Martial Learners and Martial Artists.
“Zhao Feng wins!” The judge glanced deeply at Zhao Feng. Even though he was biased towards Zhao Yijian, Zhao Feng had still won.
It wasn’t just winning, it was winning with complete strength!
“Jian’er!” Zhao Tianjian screamed and appeared at Zhao Yijian’s side. His speed was so fast that the people nearby only saw a blur.
“What speed!” Zhao Feng estimated that Zhao Yijian’s father had probably reached the sixth rank of the martial path.
The sixth rank of the martial path was the peak of Martial Artists. Another step further would mean becoming a Martial Master.
“I lost…. I cannot believe it…..” Zhao Yijian couldn’t feel his left arm.
“Call an alchemist!” Zhao Tianjian saw that there was a chance of his son’s arm going useless.
“Youngster! What is the meaning of this?” Zhao Tianjian had murderous in his eyes as he looked towards Zhao Feng.
The aura of the sixth rank of the martial path caused great pressure bearing towards Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng felt as if the air had been frozen. Every word he spoke would cost him a lot of energy. He was lucky that he had his own inner strength to fight against Zhao Tianjian’s aura.
Peh! Peh!
The faint green glow inside his left eye, which was originally three feet and nine-tenths of a feet long, started to creep towards the four feet mark……
Under the pressure, Zhao Feng had increased his cultivation.
“Good! Now I have the requirements to break through to the fourth rank!” Zhao Feng laughed.
After experiencing such a large battle and then being under Zhao Tianjian’s pressure, it helped him increase his cultivation.
His slight change did not fool Zhao Tianjian’s eyes.
Cannot let him live!
Zhao Tianjian felt that Zhao Feng was a threat to him, “Youngster, you’re just a lowly branch disciple. For injuring my son’s arm, I will take away your cultivation.”
Shuah!
In a flash, Zhao Tianjian leapt towards Zhao Feng.
Not good!
Zhao Feng felt great danger come bearing towards him.