The three packets of Bone Strengthening Powder, the three Blood Condensing Pills, and the two Chi Storage Pills had all been used up.
At this time, his Silver Wall Technique had reached the late stages of the sixth level. At this level, Zhao Feng’s body was as strong as silver and when he activated Silver Wall Technique, a faint silver glow would appear on his body as if he was an invulnerable statue.
Even if I don’t use Inner Strength, I can face normal seventh ranks with no problems, Zhao Feng thought.
This was only at the sixth level of the Technique. If he reached the seventh, he could wipe out almost any Martial Master of the seventh rank unless the opponent had also learned a Holy martial art.
Next, Zhao Feng was going to eat the Sun Gathering Pill.
Zhao Feng left this until last because he wanted to strengthen his foundation, which would help him absorb it better.
Closing his eyes, Zhao Feng ate the Sun Gathering Pill. After reaching the seventh rank, the progress of Zhao Feng’s cultivation had slowed down. Immediately, Zhao Feng felt a surge of hotness spread throughout his body.
The energy of this pill needed to be slowly released and absorbed. Zhao Feng took more than seven days with Returning Breath Technique circulating nonstop to take in all the energy.
Eight days later...
Zhao Feng had absorbed almost all of the energy of the Sun Gathering Pill. At this time, the green light in the dimension of his left eye had reached 2.5 meters.
A month of hard work had not let Zhao Feng’s cultivation reach peak seventh rank.
I can’t believe that Bei Moi’s almost at the ninth rank since cultivation slows down so much after the seventh, Zhao Feng thought in his heart.
It was good that his Silver Wall Technique had reached the peak sixth rank, and it set a solid foundation for him, which gave him confidence that he could reach the eighth rank in three months’ time.
Hu!
Zhao Feng could feel the power within him as he breathed in and out. The quality and quantity of his Inner Strength had increased dramatically.
No seventh ranks should be my opponent now. I might even to be able to take on some normal eighth ranks, but there’s no chance of winning if I meet a monster like Bei Moi! Zhao Feng estimated his strength.
He could challenge those of the eighth rank, and he might even have a chance at winning if they were normal cultivators of the eighth rank. If they were prodigies like Nan Gongfan or Bei Moi, they would have at least half-Holy ranked martial arts. He could not beat them, as the latter also had the strength to challenge those of higher ranks. Bei Moi had already killed a cultivator of the ninth rank.
Zhao Feng finally came out of secluded mediation after a month.
At this time a servant reported to him, “Young master, while you were in secluded meditation, Lady Zhao Yufei and Young Master Feng Hanyue both came to find you.”
Oh?
Zhao Feng stretched his body while walking out of his house slowly. Feng Hanyue’s house and Zhao Yufei’s houses were not far away.
Soon, the three met together.
“Brother Zhao, it seems that you’ve improved quite a bit in one month,” Feng Hanyue gave a faint smile and he was slightly curious.
“Still not good enough compared with Brother Feng.”
Zhao Feng found that Feng Hanyue had almost reached the limit of the seventh rank, not tarnishing the name of the top genius of the Ten Sky Guards.
Zhao Yufei had increased by leaps and bounds as well, reaching the seventh rank.
Today, the three youths discussed their skills and the others wanted to spar. Zhao Feng didn’t reject this notion either and sparred with the two.
The final result was that Zhao Feng fought Feng Hanyue to a standstill, while Zhao Yufei lost by a bit.
Throughout the sparring, Zhao Feng used only sixty to seventy percent power of his Silver Wall Technique and he slightly conserved the power of his other skills such as Star Finger and Smoking Transparent Step.
Even then, Zhao Feng was surprised at Feng Hanyue’s strength as the latter may have hidden his strength, too. But the one who was most shocked was Feng Hanyue; he wouldn’t have thought that after just one month, Zhao Feng would be able to fight on par with him.
While they were sparring, Zhao Feng realized that both Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei had trained in a few half-Holy ranked martial arts as well.
“Being disciples of Lord Guanjun, we can go to the Treasury Hall and choose a total of ten half-Holy martial arts,” Feng Hanyue told him.
This news made Zhao Feng jump with joy. No wonder Third Guard and Bei Moi didn’t seem to put half-Holy martial arts in their eyes.
The advantage they gained by being a disciple of Lord Guanjun was just too big. Zhao Feng decided to go to the Treasury Hall when he had time.
“Oh yes, I forgot to tell you that Nan Gongfan invited us to spar with each other in three days, and Bei Moi will be there as well…,” Feng Hanyue said.
Chapter 88 – Sparring, Part 1
Zhao Feng was looking forward to the sparring because he didn’t know how strong the others were. There were still two to three days left until then and before this, Zhao Feng needed to go to the Treasury Hall.
The Treasury Hall held many books, including tomes on history, medicine and martial arts. The books here were very rare. But being the disciple of Lord Guanjun. Zhao Feng could read them anytime he wanted.
Zhao Feng went to the martial arts section where the highest ranking books reached the half-Holy rank. Half-Holy ranks were quite rare even for Martial Masters. If one didn’t prove their worth, they had no right to receive them. However, Zhao Feng could come here and read any of them, but he could only take out ten books. Using his left eye, Zhao Feng quickly read all the books he was interested in.
Up to now, all his martial arts were technically half-Holy martial arts. The skills that Zhao Feng got from Bei Moi and Third Guard were all top tier half-Holy martial arts, especially Returning Breath Technique. It was almost a Holy martial art.
“It looks like I don’t need to choose another half Holy martial art now,” Zhao Feng concluded.
If there was a problem, it would be Star Finger. But if it was merged with Partial Wind Stance, it would be extremely powerful, and he didn’t want to spend too much time to focus on another offensive skill. Zhao Feng would rather spend more of his energy on the four Wind Stances: Flowing Wind Stance, Tornado Stance, Partial Wind Stance, and Burning Wind Stance.
Now that Zhao Feng had almost fully comprehended Flowing Wind Stance, he moved onto Tornado Stance.
Ever since he saw the Holy martial arts, he faintly realized that these four Wind Stances weren’t normal. Just an incomplete stance had a lot of power.
Inside the dimension of his left eye, Zhao Feng could open the memories of many scenes, including the four Wind Stances and the Mysterious Wind Palm. Zhao Feng found that the two complemented each other and were similar in many ways. He then took out all the skills that he thought were interesting and copied them into his mind to expand his knowledge.
After that, he then moved onto the history and geography section. Since he was born in a weak branch clan, Zhao Feng didn’t have much knowledge of the outside world. The geography and history were limited to the Sky Cloud Thirteen Countries.
“The Sky Cloud Forest is huge…it extends into over thirteen countries…,” Zhao Feng was slightly stunned.
Just as the name said, the Thirteen Countries had a pact to team up to face the enemy. What kind of enemy would need thirteen countries to team up? Zhao Feng quickly browsed through the history books.
“For the past thousand years, the thirteen countries have been caught between two strong countries: Sky Rich country and Metal Blood country. The two countries have been at war for millennia and if either of them wins, it means the destruction of the thirteen countries…” Zhao Feng was shocked when he saw this.
A long t
ime ago, he thought Sun Feather City was already huge and that the Cloud Country was just a dream. But now the thirteen countries, including the Cloud Country, struggled to survive in the shadow of the two strong countries.
Once the balance between the two were broken, the thirteen country pact would be destroyed.
“Hm? Northern Continent?”
Zhao Feng found that the geography book said that the two strong countries were just one of many in the Northern Continent. For the next half day, Zhao Feng digested the information he read. But somehow, just somehow, he felt that the book had only touched a corner of a mountain.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
That morning, Feng Hanyue, Zhao Yufei, and Zhao Feng all came to Nan Gongfan’s house. Lord Guanjun actually had dozens of outer disciples, but no more than six of them were of the same generation including Nan Gongfan, Feng Hanyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei. Apart from them, there was a youth called Yang Qingshan around sixteen to seventeen years old, who was at the eighth rank.
“Haha! Brother Nan Gongfan, aren’t you going to introduce these new faces to me?” Yang Qingshan shouted loudly and seemed very enthusiastic.
Nan Gongfan felt a headache coming as he introduced the three to Yang Qingshan.
“Why isn’t that kiddo Bei Moi here? This guy is training the Rippling Skill, I hope he goes insane…hahaha…,” Yang Qingshan laughed.
Those around the same age were all here except Bei Moi.
In that time, Yang Qingshan’s mouth never stopped. Nan Gongfan felt helpless, but Yang Qingshan was stronger than him.
“He’s here!” Yang Qingshan exclaimed.
An expressionless youth walked in, it was Bei Moi.
“Brother Bei, you’re finally here.” Nan Gongfan let out a breath.
Bei Moi glanced at the others, then sat down and started cultivating again. While Zhao Feng and the other two were confused, Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan all acted if this was normal.
The disciples all discussed what they had learned and sometimes, they showed off their skills. In the midst of this, it was mainly Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan talking, while the other three chipped in once in a while. As for Bei Moi, he was like a block of wood who just sat there and cultivated.
Soon, the youths decided to spar.
“Who wants to play with me?” Yang Qingshan said enthusiastically.
“I will!”
Feng Hanyue walked out and faced Yang Qingshan and the latter suppressed himself to the peak seventh rank.
The two figures clashed in a small area.
Mountain Striking Stance!
Yang Qingshan suddenly used a Holy martial art and thrust a palm out, causing the air to ripple.
“Heavenly Illusion Stance!”
Feng Hanyue used his incomplete Holy martial art and instantly, his figure became like the moon, blurry and fast, but he was still pressured by Yang Qingshan.
Around twenty moves later, Feng Hanyue was sweating and this was with Yang Qingshan suppressing his cultivation.
After that, Zhao Yufei went up and exchanged a few moves with Yang Qingshan, with the latter suppressing his cultivation to her level as well.
Although Zhao Yufei performed better than expected, she still lost thirty or so moves later.
Yang Qingshan has trained many half-Holy martial arts to a high level and he seems to also have complete Holy martial arts as well, Zhao Feng observed thoughtfully.
After Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei lost, it was Zhao Feng’s turn.
It’s my turn? Zhao Feng stood up.
“Hehe, let me go!” A smile appeared on Nan Gongfan’s lips as he took Yang Qingshan’s place.
Yang Qingshan felt slightly curious. Why would Nan Gongfan come out and face Zhao Feng? But he didn’t decline him and gave the spot to Nan Gongfan.
Zhao Feng knew that his words had displeased Nan Gongfan last time when they were leaving the Spiritual Martial Hall.
“Brother Zhao Feng, relax, I’ll suppress my cultivation to the seventh rank, the same as you,” Nan Gongfan said righteously.
Shua!
Zhao Feng didn’t bother with any words and he instantly appeared behind Nan Gongfan. The entire process was in complete silence.
So fast!
Zhao Yufei and Feng Hanyue were surprised. Zhao Feng had used Smoking Transparent Step, whose specialty was silence.
Star Finger!
Zhao Feng immediately used his Star Finger of the peak fourth level, which spat out a line of azure light.
“Not bad!” Nan Gongfan smiled and casually waved his sleeve which easily minced up Zhao Feng’s attack.
So casual!
Zhao Feng was solemn; the opponent had probably trained a Holy martial art which could instantly destroy his Star Finger.
After resolving the attack, Nan Gongfan then pushed out his palm and sent circles of white air at Zhao Feng. The latter wanted to dodge, but he felt a force stopping him.
In the center, Nan Gongfan sucked in all the dirt, leaves, and branches.
“Zhe zhe, Brother Nan Gongfan’s Godly Suction Force seemed to improve again,” Yang Qingshan laughed.
One Line Star Finger.
Zhao Feng pushed forwards instead of retreating and using the pulling force, he immediately used the killing move of Star Finger.
Tong! Tong! Tong…
Zhao Feng’s finger was repeatedly stabbed out and it sent rays of beautiful azure light.
“The power is indeed strong, but has no effect against me,” Nan Gongfan laughed as he stood on the same place and swiped his hands.
Hu~ Hu~
Layers of white air waves started to spin around Nan Gongfan’s body. When Zhao Feng’s attacks reached him, the power would decrease and finally fade away.
Just as Zhao Feng was able to sink into a dangerous situation-
Flowing Wind Stance!
Zhao Feng’s figure suddenly merged into the layers of white air and he seemed to be one with it.
One Line Star Finger!
Zhao Feng’s attacks seemed to rely on the wind.
“This brat can resolve my Holy martial art!” Nan Gongfan’s expression finally changed.
Chapter 89 – Sparring, Part Two
Zhao Feng’s performance also stunned Feng Hanyue, Zhao Yufei, and Yang Qingshan.
“This kid isn’t simple, to be able to attack within the radius of Brother Nan Gongfan’s Godly Suction Force," Yang Qingshan laughed loudly.
Zhao Feng’s figure was like the wind and sent beams of meteors forwards. Flowing Wind Stance made his speed and offensive both improve dramatically.
Nan Gongfan’s Godly Suction Force used Inner Strength to control the wind and create a tornado, but Zhao Feng used his Flowing Wind Stance to resolve this and it caused Nan Gongfan’s confidence to dim slightly.
Being under the same master, he wanted to teach Zhao Feng a lesson, but he didn’t expect the opponent to be so troublesome.
“Whirlpool Tornado!”
Nan Gongfan exclaimed as the original tornado suddenly became frenzied and pushed out in every direction. The force in the wind could easily shatter a house into pieces.
What a terrifying move!
Zhao Feng felt his chest get crushed and the wind tear towards his clothes.
“Is this the power of a Holy martial art?”
Zhao Feng’s left eye squinted as he tried to sense the change in Inner Strength of Nan Gongfan. His Silver Wall Technique of the peak sixth level stood solid against the destructive air wave.
Hmm?
Zhao Feng’s left eye found the pattern and profoundness behind Nan Gongfan’s moves and he found that it was similar to his Tornado Wind Stance.
He then opened the ability of his left eye and copied this scene into his mind.
Shua!
Instantly, a scene of Nan Gongfan using his Whirlpool Tornado appeared in the dimension of his left eye. Inside the di
mension, the scene could be played out tens of times slower and it could be viewed from different angles.
Soon, Zhao Feng found that the inner workings of this skill were similar to the Tornado Stance.
“Fifth move – Star Finger!”
Zhao Feng moved with the wind and he sent out a piercing finger which left dots of green light behind. In an instant, the damage of Star Finger had increased dramatically.
Fifth level of Star Finger!
Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei were both shocked. Star Finger was famous in the Cloud Country for being hard to train and having major risks.
This skill had a total of seven levels. If one reached the fourth, they could release their Inner Strength out of the body without even reaching the seventh rank. When it was trained to the fifth level, the attacks would be like a meteor, fast and beautiful. What made it even more terrifying was that Zhao Feng could see the flaws in Nan Gongfan’s Godly Suction Force and so he aimed there.
“How did this guy make it happen…?” Nan Gongfan’s expression finally changed as he quickly exploded his layers of wind.
Boom—-
A three-meter hole was made where the two exchanged blows. At a certain point, Nan Gongfan’s cultivation had exceeded the limit of the seventh rank.
Teng!
Zhao Feng’s figure landed on the ground unharmed. Because his Silver Wall Technique had reached the peak sixth level, he could take almost any hit from Nan Gongfan head on if the latter suppressed his cultivation below the eighth rank.
“Thanks,” Zhao Feng smiled as he returned back to his seat in silence.
“Brother Zhao Feng! We haven’t finished yet.” Nan Gongfan was slightly angry.
“I mean seriously. Brother Nan Gongfan, your cultivation just exceeded Brother Zhao Feng’s then. As an older brother, you shouldn’t use higher cultivation to beat him, right?” Yang Qingshan’s voice sounded.
It was obvious that if the two were both at the same cultivation and rank, Nan Gongfan couldn’t beat Zhao Feng.
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