It was obvious that the strength that Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yue showed could easily beat quasi martial artists.
If Zhao Feng didn’t form inner strength then he wouldn’t be able to break through Zhao Yue’s defenses.
Ding! Ding! Beng…..
Zhao Yue and Zhao Yijian’s fight went into red hot mode. Zhao Yijian’s sword became faster and faster. The ice cold air enveloped Zhao Yue’s body.
Zhao Yue continued to block Zhao Yijian’s sword.
If it was another third rank instead of Zhao Yue they would have been finished in one move.
“Zhao Yue’s foundation is very solid and his forte is defense. If Zhao Yijian cannot win in half the time it take tea to boil then he will not win.” The main judge said.
“Hehe, half the time it takes for tea to boil? He will not need that long.” The middle-aged man, who was Zhao Yijian’s father said confidently.
“Oh?” The main judge’s expression changed.
At this moment, the battle suddenly changed.
Hu!
Zhao Yue groaned as his arm was cut.
‘How could my Metal Body be broken…..?” Zhao Yue’s face turned white.
Metal Body was a skill that made one’s body turn as tough as metal. Accompanied with Metal Fists, his strength and defense had reached a limit. He believed that no one under the fourth rank could penetrate his defense.
“High level of a high rank martial art skill!” The judge shouted.
High level of a high rank martial art?
The disciples nearby sucked in a cold breath.
For most high ranked martial arts, it was already hard enough to train them to the low level, and to train one to the high level, was many times harder.
However, once it reached the high level, the damage of the skill would be fifty percent higher than what it was at the low level.
Flowing Cold Sword was already a terrifying high rank offense skill. When someone of the third rank trained it to the low level, one could have the strength of a quasi martial artist. If one trained it to the high level, it could threaten martial artists.
“High level of a high rank martial art! No wonder! Congratulations Zhao Tianjian, for having such a talented son.” The main judge smiled towards the middle aged man. Zhao Tianjian was Zhao Yijian’s father.
“Thank you elder!” Zhao Tianjian was shocked as the main judge was an elder, which meant that his status was far higher than his own.
On the stage.
“Ice Cold Flash!”
Zhao Yijian pushed the sword to an even faster speed.
Fssssh!
Zhao Yue’s shirt was ripped into pieces as his body was cut multiple times.
“Zhao Yijian wins!” The judge immediately said.
“High level of a high rank martial art. I did not lost unjustly.” Zhao Yue said as he sighed.
After defeating Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian’s momentum couldn’t be stopped.
“Zhao Yijian! Zhao Yijian!”
The crowd belows cheered. Many youths looked up in awe to him. Zhao Yijian was now the king of the outer disciples.
Zhao Yijian surveyed the area and his eyes landed on Zhao Feng. His lips curled into a cold smile as he looked disdainfully at Zhao Feng.
“Brother Jian!” Zhao Xue who’s face was fully red ran up to him. She believed that his strength was unbeatable. At the same time, she glanced towards Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng was expressionless.