53 Battling Xin Wuheng (1/2)

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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?

No! He was a black horse a long time ago!

From the outer disciples contest to the main tournament to the genius summit, Zhao Feng had been creating miracles.

“Too strong!” Happiness shone in Zhao Yufei’s eyes.

“Hmph! Before he said that he could exchange thirty, no…fifty moves!” Zhao Ling clenched his teeth and said unwillingly.

Although Zhao Feng’s performance was even better than Zhao Linlong’s, he didn’t want to bow down to him!

“Xin Wuheng, your so called ten moves must have some sort of connection with your Cloud Chess Step. With ten steps setting up a trap and using the smallest amount of energy to deal the most damage possible,” Zhao Feng said, smiling.

“You’re right! You lasting ten moves means that your strength is at least on par with mine, or even stronger than mine.” A dangerous light flashed in Xin Wuheng’s eyes.

The two were eye to eye, either of them could attack immediately.

“Haha! You’re being too humble if your cultivation is only at the peak fifth rank,” Zhao Feng said with deep meaning.

Xin Wuheng’s face suddenly became more solemn.

Flaming Metal Fist!

Zhao Feng attacked while Xin Wuheng was distracted. This time he didn’t use Angry Dragon Fist or even Star Finger, he used the most basic skill – Flaming Metal Fist!

In the short gap, the most simple, fastest attack had the best effect. And Flaming Metal Fist was Zhao Feng’s most used skill.

But Xin Wuheng wasn’t lacking either, his senses had exceeded the limits of the sixth rank and were was on par with Martial Masters. The instant Zhao Feng condensed his Inner Strength and threw out his fist, he reacted by throwing out his palm.

_Peng!_

The collision between the fist and the palm knocked Xin Wuheng backwards. Zhao Feng had trained Metal Wall Technique and so had the advantage on defense and power. The fact that he attacked first also made his punch stronger than Xin Wuheng’s palm.

Angry Dragon Fist!

Zhao Feng pressed on since he was winning and his Inner Strength started to slowly rise to the peak fifth rank.

After their first ten moves, Zhao Feng was pushing Xin Wuheng back!

The spectators watched in fright. No one could have imagined that there would be another talented youngster who could fight Xin Wuheng.

Eleven moves…twelve moves…thirteen moves…

Zhao Feng held control for the first twenty moves. With his left eye, he saw that there was a slight injury inside Xin Wuheng’s body, so he didn’t give him any rest.

Xin Wuheng had to retreat to gain some time to heal that slight internal injury, but since Zhao Feng knew that with his left eye, he didn’t give Xin Wuheng any time to recover. The audience was stunned.

Inside the Zhao family’s pavilion...

Zhao Linlong’s face was extremely ugly and his two fist were tightly clenched. Zhao Feng’s cultivation wasn’t even as high as his. Why could he fight on par with Xin Wuheng?

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_Under the big tree..._

“Zhe zhe, interesting. I can’t believe that a small city like Sun Feather City would have two talented geniuses, the potential of these two could be ranked in the top five of Jun City,” one of the silver figures said.

“We must report this to My Lord in case these two are taken in by other factions…” the other one said cautiously.

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In the middle of the stage, the two figures exchanged blows, but no one was able to decide the winner.