After Silver Wall Technique reached the seventh level, his organs had been strengthened and therefore, more of his potential had been released.
“He!” Zhao Feng exclaimed as he merged his Returning Breath Inner Strength into his Silver Wall Technique.
Weng~~
A faint silver layer of light suddenly appeared, which gave off a deep aura.
The Silver Air Barrier had been formed!
Chapter 99 - Banquet
Silver Air Barrier was a move which created a defensive barrier around the body and it was extremely effective against a large number of people.
Obviously, the Silver Air Barrier had its weakness as well, and that was the energy expended!
Most cultivators of the seventh rank would only use the Silver Air Barrier at a critical moment because it could last only a few dozen breaths. But being at the peak seventh rank and having trained the Returning Breath Technique, Zhao Feng could sustain it for twice that amount of time.
“The Silver Wall Technique has reached the peak seventh level, I can challenge the eighth ranks with just my muscles alone. If I use the Silver Air Barrier, even ninth ranks won’t be able to injure me for a short amount of time,” Zhao Feng analyzed his strength.
Under the ninth rank, there was generally no one his match unless they were on the same level with Bei Moi, who had trained a few Holy martial arts to a high level.
For the next few days, Zhao Feng circulated his Silver Wall Technique to fully absorb the last remaining bits of medicine in his body.
Four days later, the remaining energy had been absorbed by the Silver Wall Technique and it was only half a step away from the eighth level.
“If I use the Golden Body Strengthening Powder now, Silver Wall Technique can reach the eighth level as long as I bear the chaotic energy.” Light flashed in Zhao Feng’s eyes.
After thinking for a long time, he decided to not do this.
First, the Golden Body Strengthening Technique was too chaotic, half of the cultivators of the eighth rank who used it were crippled. The energy contained inside was half a tier higher than the Chilling Snow Body Pill and the Burning Sun Bone Pill.
Second, the continuation of using resources meant that his body would start to resist the use of pills and not achieve the best effect. Therefore, Zhao Feng decided to slowly cultivate himself instead of using the Golden Body Strengthening Powder.
For the next few days, he focused on cultivating Silver Wall Technique and at the same time, he tried to gain understanding from the Four Wind Stances and the Mysterious Wind Palm in the dimension of his left eye.
After the beast horde, Zhao Feng’s potential had once again been increased and both his Four Wind Stances and the Mysterious Wind Palm had major improvements.
As time passed, Zhao Feng fully learned the Tornado Stance.
The Tornado Stance could increase the power and area of an attack. Zhao Feng merged the Tornado Stance with Star Finger making the latter comparable to a Holy martial art.
If he was able to merge the Tornado Stance with the Mysterious Wind Palm, maybe the power of it could even exceed normal Holy martial arts.
Next, Zhao Feng began to look into the third move of the Four Wind Stance, the Partial Wind Stance.
The Partial Wind Stance was an offensive skill, which wasn’t hard nor easy to learn. In one day, Zhao Feng’s understanding of the Partial Wind Stance reached a bottleneck at 30-40%.
Closing his eyes, Zhao Feng went through his Holy martial arts.
Mysterious Wind Palm had been generally fully leaned. Of the four Wind Stances, the first three had been learned. Compared to those, his Star Finger had progressed the best, reaching the sixth level, just one level away from the highest.
“There’s still one month till the Clan entrance test, but my Silver Wall Technique still hasn’t reached the eighth level yet,” Zhao Feng murmured to himself.
Right now, he was mainly focusing on his body instead of cultivation. As long as his foundation was strong, his cultivation would increase anyways, so he didn’t focus on improving his cultivation or else he would’ve already reached the eighth rank. But the problem was, the later stages of body strengthening techniques were much harder and they took a much longer time to improve.
Zhao Feng let out a breath and walked out of his place to breathe in the fresh air and relax. It wasn’t efficient to keep on cultivating, sometimes relaxation helped bottlenecks.
“Young Master Zhao, a few days ago, Young Master Bei Moi sent an invitation to you for you to join the banquet,” a servant said respectfully.
Bei Moi? Banquet?
Zhao Feng felt somewhat weird, why was there a banquet?
The servant responded to his thoughts. “A few days ago, Young Master Bei Moi reached the ninth rank without even reaching 16 years old, shocking the Guanjun Palace. Lord Guanjun has decided to hold a banquet for him.”
Ninth rank!
Zhao Feng’s heart jumped. It wasn’t hard to imagine that Bei Moi had also made major improvements after the beast horde, which helped him reach the ninth rank.
In the past twenty years, there was no news of anyone reaching the ninth rank before sixteen years old within the Cloud Country. One had to know that many cultivators wouldn’t even be able to reach the seventh rank in their entire lives, and every rank after the seventh rank was harder to reach.
“Not even sixteen years old and at the ninth rank…it’s unfortunate to be in the same generation as Bei Moi…,” Zhao Feng sighed.
Usually, geniuses such as Nan Gongfan and Feng Hanyue would be top tier in their generation, but after meeting Bei Moi, their spotlight was all taken by him.
Zhao Feng asked, “When’s the banquet?”
“Tomorrow evening,” the servant replied as he bowed.
Zhao Feng nodded his head as he felt a large amount of pressure in his heart. From the current situation, the gap between them had remained the same, even though he had increased by leaps and bounds.
Returning to his room, Zhao Feng calmed down and continued to cultivate his Silver Wall Technique. Under the pressure of a super prodigy, a peh peh sound came from within his left eye that released a weird aura into his body. An electric and numbing feeling appeared throughout his body as he trained his Silver Wall Technique. Zhao Feng’s heart jumped as he immediately fully circulated Silver Wall Technique.
One day and night later, a faint black sticky liquid appeared on Zhao Feng’s body.
Hu!
His body felt extremely nice as he reached an entirely new level. At this moment, he released an invisible aura just from breathing.
“Silver Wall Technique had reached the eighth level under this situation.” Zhao Feng let out a breath with a joyful expression on his face.
Usually, his Silver Wall Technique needed half a month to a few months to break through. But maybe because of the pressure from Bei Moi, his left eye ignited his potential.
Zhao Feng was extremely confident that no one was his match under the ninth rank, and he was even able to face normal ninth ranks.
Creeek!
Zhao Feng smiled as he walked out of the room. Outside, a beautiful moon shone in the dark night sky.
“I almost forgot! Bei Moi’s banquet is tonight…” Zhao Feng’s heart thumped.
Looking at the time it seemed like the banquet had been going for a while now.
Teng!
Zhao Feng immediately headed towards the location of the banquet.
In the dark night sky, a bright full moon made the stars seem dim. This scene seemed to symbolize Bei Moi taking the light of the other geniuses. The banquet’s location was the Spiritual Martial Hall, and only a few people were invited. When Zhao Feng walked inside the Spiritual Martial Hall, he found that the banquet was coming to an end.
Inside the hall, Lord Guanjun and all his disciples were present.
“Brother Zhao, why did you just arrive?” Nan Gongfan’s ey
ebrow’s raised.
“Greetings, Master! Congratulations, Brother Bei Moi!” Zhao Feng didn’t bother with Nan Gongfan as he went to greet Lord Guanjun and congratulate Bei Moi.
Bei Moi’s aura was even more powerful than before, proving that he had reached the ninth rank. Compared to when he was at the eighth rank, he was now twice as strong.
Under the analysis of his left eye, Zhao Feng concluded that Bei Moi’s strength was close to a half-step Holy martial artist. This meant that Bei Moi’s strength had surpassed Ye Linyun and Third Guard, and almost no one was his match under the Holy martial rank.
Lord Guanjun and Bei Moi didn’t really mind that Zhao Feng was late. Lord Guanjun and Bei Moi, the master and disciple, were the focus of the banquet. Lord Guanjun smiled happily as he looked at Bei Moi with care, love, and expectation.
Compared to him the other disciples such as Nan Gongfan, Zhao Feng, and Yang Qingshan were like the leaves of a flower.
“There’s still one month till the entrance examination of the Broken Moon Clan. Disciple here will definitely fulfill Master’s wish,” Bei Moi promised, he could feel the expectation and care from Lord Guanjun.
“You’re Master’s best disciple and I believe that you can walk even further after entering the clan," Lord Guanjun nodded his head, smiling.
The banquet had come to the end, leaving behind Lord Guanjun and his six disciples. Even people such as Ye Linyun had retreated, which made Zhao Feng think that Lord Guanjun was going to say something important to his disciples.
“You all know that there’s still one month till the entrance examination of the Broken Moon Clan and Master here only has 3 recommendations. In ten days’ time, I will choose 3 people depending on your strength and potential,” Lord Guanjun went straight into the topic.
Everyone’s heart shook when they heard this. Even though they all had the same master, they needed to fight one another for the 3 spots.
Six people, three recommendations!
In the midst of them, Bei Moi easily took up one spot. This meant that out of Yang Qingshan, Nan Gongfan, Feng Hanyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei, only two of them would be chosen.
Chapter 100 - Unwanted Guest
After walking out of the Spiritual Martial Hall, the youths were all silent. After what Master had just said, they were now competing against each other.
“Only ten days’ time…”
Feng Hanyue clenched his fists together and glanced sideways at Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan. Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan were both at the late stages of the eighth rank and if there weren’t any accidents, the other two recommendations would go to them.
On the other hand, Feng Hanyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei were all at the peak of the seventh rank. Zhao Feng was extremely calm, he had complete confidence that he was able to take one spot, but he was worried for Zhao Yufei. Next to him, Zhao Yufei looked sadly at him, which confirmed Zhao Feng’s thoughts of her giving up.
Through his left eye, he estimated Zhao Yufei’s strength, and she didn’t have much of a chance.
“Zhao Feng! Do you remember my challenge? We’ll settle it out in the Clan. Of course, that’s if you get in…” Bei Moi looked playfully towards Zhao Feng.
It was obvious that he didn’t think that Zhao Feng was doing well in the current situation.
First, Zhao Feng’s talent and cultivation was lower than Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan. Second, it was another problem if he could pass the test with a Half-Spiritual Body. Therefore, the actual chance of the two settling it out was quite low.
“There will be that day.” Zhao Feng’s voice was confident as he walked away, leaving Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan behind.
“Where does the confidence come from? What sort of trick does he have to take our spots?” Nan Gongfan mocked.
Yang Qingshan, on the other hand had a solemn expression as he looked at Zhao Feng’s back.
The six youths immediately started cultivating the second they returned home. For the last ten days, Feng Hanyue, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei were all using the time available to try and break through. Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan didn’t dare to be overconfident, so they both consolidated and tried to increase their strength.
The one most relaxed was Bei Moi. He had no pressure at all, it was almost certain that he would get in the Clan, but even then he only got to relax for two days.
After all, Lord Guanjun personally taught him which was a treatment that Zhao Feng and the others wouldn’t receive. Therefore, in the last ten days, the six geniuses all had certain breakthroughs under the pressure.
On the fifth day, Zhao Feng reached the eighth rank. He didn’t even try that hard to increase his cultivation, since his main focus was still Silver Wall Technique.
On the seventh day, Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei both reached the eighth rank.
The ten days passed in a blink of an eye. On the morning of the tenth day, the six youths returned to the Spiritual Martial Hall.
Lord Guanjun stood with his hands behind his back and on either side stood Ye Linyun and the one-armed Third Guard.
The six youths stood in a row with Bei Moi at the front, waiting for their Master.
“Not bad.” Lord Guanjun scanned the six youths and nodded his head in satisfaction. All of them had reached the eighth rank with Bei Moi at the ninth.
It could be said that any one of the six could dominate an entire small city.
“Master, have you confirmed the three recommendations?” Ye Linyun said expectantly.
“Yes, I’ve decided to give the three spots to Bei Moi, Yang Qingshan, and Nan Gongfan,” Lord Guanjun said deeply.
Hearing this, the expressions of Feng Hanyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei changed while happiness appeared on Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan.
Zhao Feng was pretty surprised; he didn’t think that Master would make this decision so easily. He first thought that they were going to spar with each other, then choose the strongest three.
“Master, aren’t you going to give the other three a chance?” Ye Linyun was stunned.
Third Guard, who had lost an arm, also raised his eyebrows. It didn’t seem like the way Master usually acted. Lord Guanjun smiled faintly, but his expression suddenly changed right as he was about to speak.
“Who!?” Lord Guanjun exclaimed as his voice resounded through the hall. At the same time, his sight landed on a garden near the Spiritual Martial Hall.
“Hehehe… Uncle Xu, long time no see!” Laughter appeared from the garden.
Shua!
A youth clothed in black stripes landed on the field like a dragonfly. This handsome youth was 27-28 years old and had a queer aura. He was extremely confident as he looked smilingly at Lord Guanjun and Bei Moi.
As their sights met, Lord Guanjun’s figure trembled as if he was wary of something.
“The clothes on him…”
Zhao Feng stared at the clothes of the mysterious youth. It was a black striped shirt that seemed familiar. Soon the images of three youths in the canyon came to him.
The clothes of this youth in front of him was the same as the three from that day.
“Who dares to trespass the important grounds of the Guanjun Palace?” Ye Linyun exclaimed as his Inner Strength surged.
Ceng Ceng!
At the same time, the other three Guanjuan Corpsmen present, including Third Guard leapt at the mysterious youth.
“Stop!”
Lord Guanjun’s urgent voice sounded in the Corpsmen's ears. Third Guard, who was just about to make his move stopped, but the other two Guanjun Corps weren’t able to stop in time as their attacks landed on the mysterious youth.
Tok! Tok!
A cold flash of light in the sharp of a curved moon swiped across the two Guanjun Corps.
Wu~
A fountain of blood appeared on the two Guanjun Corpsmen who were almost at the ninth rank. In the blink of an eye, two Guanjun Corpsmen had died.
“Thirteenth Guard! Fourteenth Guard!” The one-armed Third Guard stared at the corpses of the other two.
The people present all took in a cold breath as they stared at the mysterious youth.
“Stand down!” Lord Guanjun shouted and signaled for them to back away.
Bei Moi and the others all moved out of the field without hesitation, leaving behind only Lord Guanjun and the mysterious youth behind. Everyone held their breaths as they looked at the handsome young man.
Who was he? Why would Master be wary of him?
Suspicions rose in the six youth’s hearts. Only Zhao Feng understood to a certain degree.
“Nephew Quan Chen, what is the meaning of this?” Lord Guanjun stared angrily at the youth in front of him.
“I came here this time to greet Uncle Xu Ran and to test a genius you took under your wing,” Quan Chen said casually. From the beginning till now, he had a carefree attitude.
Uncle Xu Ran?
Zhao Feng finally knew Lord Guanjun’s real name.
“Thanks for his care! I’m the outer supervisor of the mortal world. When did your Master have any rights to take care of my business?” Lord Guanjun snickered.
Zhao Feng felt that the Master behind Quan Chen and Lord Guanjun didn’t seem to have a good relationship.
“Hahaha, Master reached the True Spirit Realm half a year ago and became the only elder promoted in ten years. I’m under orders from him to check this place out, are there any problems?” Quan Cheng smiled.
True Spirit Realm!
Lord Guanjun’s heart jumped. “How could he have reached the True Spirit Realm so fast!?”
At this point, Lord Guanjun didn’t have anything to say, as if he couldn’t accept this reality.
“You’re called Bei Moi?” Quan Chen turned towards Bei Moi with interest.
Shua!
Bei Moi only felt a rush of wind and before he could do anything a hand appeared on his shoulder.
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