When Xin Wuheng moved forward a few steps, he may have been in a disadvantage. But it also could be a trap for him to sneak attack.
The sixth move… the seventh move…
Xin Wuheng started to slowly gain the upper hand. Zhao Feng didn’t use his left eye purposely and because of of this, he got hit a few times. But since his Metal Wall Technique was at the fifth level instead of the peak fourth level, it blocked all the damage.
Xin Wuheng also felt his opponent was tricky, his own senses were on par with Martial Masters, but he found out that he couldn’t harm his opponent. One or two times when Xin Wuheng hit Zhao Feng’s body, it was as if he was punching a metal brick.
This extremely shocked him, Zhao Feng was indeed tricky. Firstly, Zhao Feng had extremely fast reflexes and battle intuitions. Secondly, his speed and fist defense skills were all powerful.
Unless Xin Wuheng hit Zhao Feng’s vitals, Zhao Feng wouldn’t take real damage. Furthermore, Zhao Feng was fast. When he had sparred with Qiu Changyi before, it was already proven that his speed was top tier and not only that, Xin Wuheng felt that Zhao Feng could be even faster.
The same reasons made Zhao Feng retreat sometimes as well.
The eighth move… the ninth move…
Those watching all stood dazed, from the beginning till now, no one had ever exchanged more than ten blows with Xin Wuheng.
Zhao Chi exchanged six blows and Qiu Changyi exchanged seven blows. Even the one with the highest cultivation, Zhao Linlong, was defeated within ten moves.
At this moment, Zhao Feng had exchanged nine blows. It was closing in on the tenth move.
Xin Wuheng’s eyes were like lightning as they surged out fighting will and he immediately used Cloud Chess Step and a few other skills. The middle ranked skills of the peak level had unimaginable power when used together.
Star Finger!
Zhao Feng immediately condensed his Inner Strength into his finger and lashed out a few times.
Tong! Tong! Tong!
Every finger could pierce metal boards. Under Zhao Feng’s eyes, every finger was fast, accurate and powerful.
The ninth move… The tenth move!
Apart from the sounds of the two fighting, nothing else could be heard.
“Sweeping the Cloud and Winds!”
Xin Wuheng swept his robe and a layer of rock below his feet was sent out in every direction. This was the move that had beaten Zhao Linlong!
“Third stance Star Finger!”
Zhao Feng’s fingertip pierced through the air leaving a azure streak behind as if it was a meteor.
“Impossible! How can his Star Finger be at the third level?” Zhao Linlong exclaimed.
Suuu——-
The sharp finger collided with Xin Wuheng’s robe.
Hoooongggggggg———-
The dust slowly settled.
The tenth move.
Two figures stood side by side, none of them moving…