68 Feng Hanyue (1/2)

Zhao Feng nodded his head, moved into the wooden room that had once belonged to Li Changfeng, and found that the area inside wasn’t large. It only had one bed and a table inside, but the difference between this and the tents were like a palace and bathroom.

He thought about it, and decided to give it to Zhao Yufei as she needed it more.

“This is the room that Brother Feng won with his strength, I can’t live in it. One day, I’ll use my own strength to take it…” Zhao Yufei bit her teeth and no matter how much Zhao Feng tried to persuade her, she didn’t agree.

Furthermore, the rules said that only the Ten Sky Guards could enter, so Zhao Feng only helped move Zhao Yufei’s tent next to his room.

“I hope that Brother Zhao can look after me a bit.” Huang Qi’s words were now far more respectful than before.

The rules promoted fighting and those that were strong had the best treatment. Those that didn’t have strong abilities would get beaten up. Zhao Feng didn’t disagree and went back to his room to cultivate again. Ever since he had reached the sixth rank, Zhao Feng had felt his progress in cultivating decrease. If he was able to go one step further, he would become a Martial Master, which was an entire new level!

He had never seen any Martial Masters under the age of forty in Sun Feather City.

Two hours later, the green azure light was still 2.1 meters in the dimension of his left eye.

_According to this speed, I still need at least a year to reach the seventh rank,_ Zhao Feng thought about it, then he took out his three one thousand year old plants.

That night, he ate the thousand year blood plant. The thousand year blood plant was even useful for those of the seventh rank.

After eating it, Zhao Feng immediately did his best to absorb the surges of energy. Because his Metal Wall Technique had reached the fifth level, his body was strong enough the withstand the energy of the thousand year blood plant. The merging of his left eye had also changed his body and his blood, so he was able to absorb more energy than others.

Two hours later, Zhao Feng had absorbed most of the energy. Inside his left eye, the green light had reached 2.2 meters.

_I’ll be able to reach the late stages of the sixth rank once I take another one_ , Zhao Feng thought about it, but it wasn’t good to continuously eat these resources as there was impurities in them, which if overused would restrict his potential.

On the second morning, Zhao Feng walked out of the room full of energy. Soon, there were servants sending food to him, and they were very polite.

According to the rules of the Sky Guards Battalion, Zhao Feng received ten thousand pieces of silver and a few pills. Fortunately, today was the last day of the month and Zhao Feng got these items.

The ten thousand silver was for the tenth Sky Guard, apparently each rank higher would receive one thousand silver more than the previous one.

The pills and resources he received were not much use for him since he had already reached the late stages of the sixth rank, so he decided to give some to Zhao Yufei.

“Hehe, newbie, hand over half your items.” From a wooden room not far away, a fairly handsome youth walked over.

The youth was extremely clean and handsome, it was hard to believe he was one to say such words.

“Number five of the Ten Sky Guards, Lu Xiaoyun.”

“Lu Xiaoyun always takes resources from those ranked below him.”

The youths nearby discussed it. Zhao Feng also inspected this Lu Xiaoyun. He was only fourteen, fifteen years old, not much older than Zhao Feng, but he had already reached the peak sixth rank.

“If you have the ability to do so,” Zhao Feng snickered.

“Newbie, don’t think that you’re good just because you beat Li Changfeng. Li Changfeng can’t even exchange three moves with me,” Lu Xiaoyu said slowly, and when he looked at Zhao Feng, it was with his chin.

Obviously in his eyes, Zhao Feng was the same as Li Changfeng, two little mosquitoes. There was a certain amount of difference in strength between every rank.

“What’s that got to do with me?” Zhao Feng sneered, and walked away in the other direction. “If you want to fight, then do it. If not, then go away!”

What!?

Lu Xiaoyu’s expression turned dim. Zhao Feng’s was looking down on him. Only he had ever looked down on others, and he had received the same treatment today. his angry blood surged.

“Hmph!” Lu Xiaoyu turned into a blur and disappeared.

_Hu!_

Zhao Feng only felt a small gust of wind come from his side. So fast!

In the blink of an eye, Lu Xiaoyu had blocked Zhao Feng’s path. To have such speed meant that his peak ranked speed skill had reached the high level.

Lightly Micro Step!

Zhao Feng left an afterimage behind as he dodged Lu Xiaoyu’s attack.

“Seems like you’re not that worthless!”

Lu Xiaoyu was pretty shocked because his peak ranked martial art had reached the high level, and apart from number one Feng Hanyue, no one could beat him in terms of speed. But he found out that Zhao Feng’s high ranked speed skill had reached perfection, and its effect was even better than his own.

_Shua! Shua!_

The two figures interwove, but none of them could beat the other.

“Thunderbolt Fist!”