From Zhao Feng’s point of view, that skill wasn’t a speed skill, but a way to play chess.
“I’ve never seen such a skill.” The spectators all watching shook their heads. Although it wasn’t fast, the weirdness of it made Zhao Linlong fumble.
Breaking Wind Finger!
In fear, Zhao Linlong used one of his strongest skills. The powerful finger seemed to go in an impossible route towards Xin Wuheng. The finger skill and speed skill miraculously complimented one another. But at the same time, Zhao Feng felt the ‘One with the Sky’ feeling.
“What kind of situation is this…?” Zhao Linlong’s pupils shrank.
Xin Wuheng’s counterattack gave him an unknown feeling. The opponent’s hand seemed to contain deep profoundness.
“Break!” Zhao Linlong exclaimed, and used all his power to try to stop the attack.
Ta!
Xin Wuheng’s figure was knocked back four to five steps. At the same time, Zhao Linlong gave a ‘hmph’ as his right arm lost all feeling and fell down powerless. Those watching held their breath.
“Xin Wuheng’s attack is just too weird.”
Some of the people present didn’t understand what had happened, only a small amount of people saw something.
Under the tree...
“He’s able to merge a few martial arts together, what kind of genius is he?” one of the silver figures asked deeply.
“This seems to contain profoundness from Holy Martial Arts…he doesn’t seem to be as simple as he looks like…” the other silver figure said suspiciously.
How did this happen?
Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Linlong’s forehead. From the start of the battle, this was the first time it was obvious that he held the lower hand. The two had only exchanged seven blows so far.
Ten Moves Xin Wuheng!
Could this saying never be broken?
Spatial Cloud Finger!
Zhao Linlong took a deep breath and finally unleashed his killing move.
Howling Tiger Fist!
Xin Wuheng remained expressionless and he actually used a middle ranked martial art. At this moment, a howl seemed to come from Xin Wuheng’s fist.
Peng!
The finger and the fist heavily smashed into each other and a gust of wind swept up everything in a five to six meter radius. Zhao Linlong felt that the opponent’s fist was like a metal ball that was vibrating extremely fast.
All finger skills condensed one’s energy into one point, and although the damage dealt was extremely powerful, the dangers were high as well. For example, Star Finger was extremely dangerous to train; any minor accident could break Zhao Feng’s finger. Xin Wuheng’s fist contained a chaotic and powerful vibration.
Teng!
Zhao Linlong had to retreat once again. This was the first time either of them showed signs of losing. Xin Wuheng immediately closed in on him using fist skills, palm skills, foot skills…all of them were at the peak level.
The seventh move…the eighth move…the ninth move…
Zhao Linlong was fully suppressed and injuries could be seen on his body. If Zhao Linlong didn’t have the higher cultivation level, the exchanges would’ve seriously injured him.
Finally!
It was the tenth move…
“The tenth move!” Everyone held their breaths.
“Cloud Breaking the Heavens!”
Zhao Linlong put all his power into his finger. The finger left a purple-azure glow in the sky.
So strong! The geniuses watching were shocked.
“The power of this finger is close to my One-Line Star Finger.” Zhao Feng’s expression slightly changed.
“Interesting,” Xin Wuheng faintly smiled, and took a light breath.
As he did so, a dark grey chi appeared…the amount of chi formed surpassed the limit of sixth rankers.
How did he do this?
“Sweeping the Wind and Clouds!”
Xin Wuheng waved his robe and with the sound of lightning, the stones below him were cut into pieces, which promptly formed a vortex. That casual wave of his robe seemed to disturb the wind. This was the most powerful move Xin Wuheng had used!
Boom——–
The two intense moves clashed heavily, forming a miniature tornado that promptly ruptured from the conflict of energies.
Only two blurry figures were visible and they were covered in dust. The spectators were like wooden chickens.
Strong!
So strong!
Everyone took in a cold breath. Compared to these two, every battle before it was like children playing.
“It’s hard to believe that these people are only of the sixth rank.”
“The energy at the end was infinitely close to the Martial Master level…” The important guests had seen more things and understood how terrifying Martial Masters were.
Hu~
Zhao Linlong’s figure trembled, then spat out a mouthful of blood as he fell down.
Plop!
He used one of his hands to push himself up off the ground, the expression of fear and unwillingness was still present on his face.
Lost!
He not only lost, he was defeated in ten moves!
Ten moves Xin Wuheng!
Could this not be broken?
“How could Brother Linlong lose…? It’s only been ten moves…” Zhao Ling seemed as if he had lost his soul. Zhao Linlong had been his god.
“Lost in ten moves?” Zhao Feng was surprised himself.
He had thought that Zhao Linlong would lose, but not in ten moves. At this moment, the others all stared at him like he was some sort of beast.
Chapter 52 – Zhao Feng Making His Move
Zhao Linlong had lost!
The others immediately stared at Zhao Feng. Once again his calculations were correct, yet this was not the way he thought that Zhao Linlong would lose…
“How can you be like this, Zhao Feng? You shouldn’t say bad things about Brother Linlong.” Zhao Chi’s brow furrowed.
After all, they were all from the same family and Zhao Linlong losing lost face for everyone here.
“Big mouther!” Zhao Ling said grimly, as if Zhao Linlong had lost because of Zhao Feng’s prediction.
You blame me for this?
Zhao Feng smiled as he shook his head and said coldly, “Did you just forget our bet where the losing side has to apologize to the other person.”
Bet? Apologize?
Zhao Ling’s face immediately froze.
“I can apologize to you for losing, but I won’t bow down my head towards your shameless act…” Zhao Ling said, trembling with humiliation.
“Losing means losing.” Zhao Feng looked on in disdain.
“You, you…if you have the skills, why don’t you go challenge Xin Wuheng? If you can block ten moves of his, I’ll have nothing to say,” Zhao Ling hatefully said.
Because Zhao Linlong had lasted ten moves, he didn’t think that Zhao Feng could do any better.
Xin Wuheng’s eyes scanned the younger generation and they finally landed on Zhao Feng. “Would you like to spar with me?”
The other geniuses of the Zhao family were shocked. Even Zhao Ling, who was in the middle of the argument, was stunned.
But when he realized that Xin Wuheng was challenging Zhao Feng, his expression of shock changed to one of gloating.
“Fine! Just as you wished, I’ll let you see how many moves I can block!” Zhao Feng said playfully, glancing towards Zhao Ling.
Although Zhao Ling’s hairs stood up just from Zhao Feng looking at him, he still replied, “If you can last more than ten moves, I’ll apologize to you truthfully.”
This time, he didn’t say lasting ten moves, but lasting more than ten moves. After all, Xin Wuheng was called ‘Ten Moves’ Xin Wuheng.
“Ten moves is too short, at least thirty… no, fifty moves!” Zhao Feng said casually, leaving behind a group of dazed Zhao
disciples.
Where did his confidence come from?
“Arrogant!” Zhao Linlong, who was returning, managed to hear his words and his expression turned dark. If he, the number one Zhao disciple, was defeated, who else had a chance?
On the middle of the stage...
Zhao Feng walked slowly towards Xin Wuheng and said, “Zhao Feng is here to spar with you.”
“My intuition can’t be wrong, I believe that you’re the only one who can be my true opponent,” Xin Wuheng said calmly.
“You’ve just fought, I’ll give you ten breaths to recover,” Zhao Feng calmly said.
Arrogant!
Discussion broke out through the audience.
“Did he eat the wrong medicine? Does Xin Wuheng need to recover just to fight him?”
“Just watch the show…!” the other geniuses swore and cursed.
“Hahaha…” Inside the pavilion, tears were coming from Zhao Ling.
Soon, the audience’s attention returned to Xin Wuheng expectantly. After all, Xin Wuheng didn’t even take a breather after fighting Zhao Linlong.
“Ok.” Xin Wuheng looked deeply at Zhao Feng and sat down cross-legged to recover his energy.
What!?
Those watching felt shocked. The smile on Zhao Ling’s face froze. Darkness appeared on Zhao Linlong’s face.
Why did Xin Wuheng look at Zhao Feng so importantly? Xin Wuheng was obviously going to fight Zhao Feng in his peak state.
One breath…two breaths…three breaths…
There was dead silence as Xin Wuheng recovered. Finally, ten breaths had passed.
Xin Wuheng slowly stood up, and it was obvious that he had reached his peak state.
“Ten breaths! You’re indeed not normal…” Xin Wuheng said, looking at Zhao Feng deeply.
Before, Xin Wuheng had always been in a casual state, and he didn’t spend much energy until he fought Zhao Linlong. Since he had fought someone of higher rank, he had expended more energy. Xin Wuheng understood that he needed ten breaths of time to reach his peak state and coincidentally...this was the exact amount of time that Zhao Feng gave him.
The precision stunned Xin Wuheng, and he couldn’t help but turn serious.
“It’s started.” Zhao Feng didn’t feel nervous at all. Instead, he felt anticipation.
Lightly Micro Step!
He used his agile speed and he was the first to attack. Lightly Micro Step was a peak high ranked martial art, but when used with Lightly Floating Ferry, it was on par with peak ranked martial arts.
Every step that Zhao Feng took was light and agile as if he merged with the wind.
Angry Dragon Fists!
Zhao Feng didn’t try any flashy tricks and he just hit a single simple punch. He knew that Xin Wuheng’s senses far surpassed those of the same generation, trick moves did nothing to him.
Angry Dragon Fists, middle ranked martial art, peak level!
Xin Wuheng also performed a skill that had reached the peak level and the two heavily clashed together.
Hong!
The fists crashing together caused a shockwave. Facing Zhao Feng’s fist, Xin Wuheng only shuddered, but he didn’t move back.
Ceng!
Zhao Feng used the energy to spin in midair and he attacked once again.
Breaking Wind Finger! Small Cloud Acupuncture Point!
Xin Wuheng’s eyes were sharp as he used two middle ranked martial arts of the peak level. Zhao Feng still used Angry Dragon Fists to counter him.
Tong! Tong…!
Taking these blows, Zhao Feng felt his arm turn numb. This was because the two skills Xin Wuheng used complimented one another, and when he suddenly changed his skill from Breaking Wind Finger to Small Cloud Acupuncture Point, it caught Zhao Feng off guard. Small Cloud Acupuncture Points specifically hit nerve points and had a certain countering effect towards body strengthening techniques.
Angry Dragon Fists!
Instead of retreating, Zhao Feng attacked. Xin Wuheng was surprised, he didn’t think that Metal Wall Technique was so strong that his Small Cloud Acupuncture Point had almost no effect at all.
Cloud Chess Step!
Immediately, Xin Wuheng retreated, making those watching drop their draws in fright. Xin Wuheng had his own reasons as to why he retreated.
One, Zhao Feng didn’t get affected by his Small Cloud Hand skill much. Secondly, the aura and power in Zhao Feng’s fist exceeded his expectations.
Angry Dragon Fist!
Zhao Feng’s fist was like a fire dragon that came at him. The level of this fist had exceeded peak level!
For the next two moves, Xin Wuheng was fully suppressed. However, it was lucky that he had Cloud Chess Step, which was extremely odd and unpredictable, allowing him to escape quickly.
Cloud Chess Step! Lightly Micro Step!
One of them was unpredictable, while the other was agile. The two figures exchanged more blows.
In terms of speed and agility, Zhao Feng had the upper hand, but Xin Wuheng’s Cloud Chess Step was just too unpredictable, as if it wasn’t a skill but a trap.
When Xin Wuheng moved forward a few steps, he may have been at a disadvantage. But it also could be a trap for him to sneak attack from.
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. First, Zhao Feng had extremely fast reflexes and battle intuition. 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, he had 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 to 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 at 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 chi 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.<
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The tenth move was done.
Two figures stood side by side, neither of them moving…
Chapter 53 – Battling Xin Wuheng
The tenth move!
The geniuses watching all held their breaths as they stared intently at the two figures. In the midst of them, Zhao Linlong and Zhao Ling had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.
“Ten moves, how could he…?” Zhao Linlong’s face flashed dangerously.
From the beginning of the summit until now, only he could withstand ten blows from Xin Wuheng, even though he was defeated on the tenth move.
But right now...
The one that he looked down on in disdain could also exchange ten moves!
Being the top genius of the Zhao sect, how could he let this happen? He was even more scared when he thought about the fact that Zhao Feng could win…
“How could this happen!?” Zhao Ling’s face was sullen. He had bet many times with Zhao Feng, yet he had lost all of them. Zhao Feng’s performance wasn’t any weaker than the god in his heart – Zhao Linlong.
Not any weaker…better!
The dust fell down and the two stood side by side. Both Xin Wuheng and Zhao Feng’s arms were intertwined as they both breathed rapidly.
There was a nasty gash on Xin Wuheng’s body which made him curl up his eyebrows in pain. On the other hand, Zhao Feng stood tall, although his shirt was ripped, he wasn’t injured as his Metal Wall Technique had reached the fifth level.
In terms of defense, he had Metal Wall Technique; in terms of speed, he had Lightly Floating Ferry; and in terms of offense, he had Star Finger. In every aspect, he was top tier.
Ten moves without being defeated!
The spectating youths broke out into a frenzy. Xin Wuheng’s ten moves legend had finally been broken!
There was someone who could exchange ten moves with him. This scene was like a heavy hammer smashing on Zhao Linlong and Zhao Ling’s faces.
Zhao Chi, Zhao Han, and Zhao Qin all had expressions of shock on their faces. Who would have imagined that there was such a black horse within in the Zhao family?
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