“True…. The potential of core ranked martial arts are limited…. Zhao Feng must have spent a lot of time and effort to train it to the max level, which means that he would not have much time left to train in other skills….. So unfortunate.” As the main judge spoke up to here, he shook his head.
“Hmph! Max level of a core ranked martial art?” Zhao Yijian looked mockingly at Zhao Feng. In his eyes, core ranked martial arts were rubbish.
The white-clothed girl looked shockingly at Zhao Feng, “Brother Yijian, you have got to beat him.”
“Xue’er, it is fine. I only need three to ten moves at most! But I won’t let him off the hook that easily, I am also going to humiliate him.” Zhao Yijian said confidently. His voice was very loud so many of the people present heard it.
At this time, Zhao Feng’s eyes landed upon them.
Their four eyes met. While Zhao Yijian’s eyes were cold, Zhao Feng had a faint smile on.
“Number one hundred and eighty-eight vs number two hundred and thirty-three!”
The group contest still continued.
After Zhao Feng beat Zhao Chengang he had no more opponents that were his match on the seventh stage.
Sixteen wins….. Seventeen wins….. Eighteen wins……
Most of the people Zhao Feng met admitted defeat. And those who had the courage to fight, they were finished in one fist.
“It is too disgraceful to lose against a core ranked martial art!”
The Zhao sect disciples looked at Zhao Feng like he had a disease.
Eighteen wins…. Nineteen wins…… Twenty wins in a row!
Finally Zhao Feng won twenty matches in a row, allowing him to proceed to the next round!