77 Seventh Rank, Holy Martial Ar (1/2)

In a blink of an eye, Lei Cong and Zhao Feng had exchanged blows. The power from the blows made the other youths dodge away immediately.

Star Finger!

Zhao Feng charged forwards instead of retreating as his left eye could catch the changes of Inner Strength and blood movement.

_Boom! Boom! Boom…_

Zhao Feng’s Star Finger had reached the peak fourth level and he could fire tens of finger beams in an instant. Streaks of azure light could be seen flying everywhere, every finger striving for perfection and damage.

In a very short time period, Zhao Feng and Lei Cong were on par with each other. Lei Cong had the advantage in higher cultivation and therefore, he could use a wide range attack, while Zhao Feng had his Spatial Star Finger, which was on par with attacks from the seventh rank.

In terms of attack speed, Zhao Feng was actually faster and he held the initiative.

Final Wind breaking the Skies!

Lei Cong’s palm exploded and sent a barrier of wind towards Zhao Feng.

“Mysterious Wind Palm!”

Zhao Feng immediately merged the picture of the girl's palm in his mind. Through the battles he had fought in, his palm was even stronger than before. The two palms clashed together, but Zhao Feng’s azure palm seemed to engulf all the wind and it easily resolved Lei Cong’s attack.

“What kind of skill is that…?” Lei Cong was stunned, the skill he used just then was one of his best.

Flowing Wind Stance!

Zhao Feng’s body suddenly became more agile and he seemed to dance with the wind, sometimes he attacked with Mysterious Wind Palm and sometimes with Star Finger.

_Doom…pew…bang…_

The two figures sent air waves crashing everywhere.

Ten moves, twenty moves, thirty moves…

Zhao Feng’s Inner Strength and skills became more honed. Facing a Martial Master had ignited the potential within Zhao Feng. Unconsciously, his Star Finger had fully consolidated at the peak of the fourth level and his Metal Wall Technique had closed in on the late stages of the fifth level as well. This allowed him to fight a Martial Master head on and not lose.

After one hundred or so moves, the two both felt slightly fatigued. Zhao Feng felt his Inner Strength become purer and it had a chaotic feeling to it.

“This…”

Zhao Feng felt his cultivation go a step further and he slowly started to break through the last barrier.

“Today’s sparring stops here.”

Zhao Feng's figure immediately left the battle circle and he returned back to his wooden room. Lei Cong couldn’t gain the upper hand at all and he felt slightly tired as well. He realized that this was because his cultivation hadn’t stabilized.

On a wooden house far away, Feng Hanyue stood there watching.

“Brother Feng, what do you think about the battle?” one youth asked.

“Lei Cong has just reached the seventh rank and he is pretty useless. As for Zhao Feng, he might be able to threaten me if he reaches the seventh rank.” Feng Hanyue’s expression was calm.

At this moment, the aura coming from him seemed to be close to the peak seventh rank. It was obvious that he had improved since the mission.

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_Inside wooden room #10..._

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged and started to circulate his Inner Strength. Through battle, his potential had ignited. At this moment, he even felt his Inner Strength roaring powerfully as it traveled through his body. Both the quality and quantity of it was increasing rapidly.

That night, Zhao Feng’s Inner Strength tried to exit his body and he was finally able to condense it. Because he had the experience of making his Inner Strength leave his body due to Star Finger, he was able to successfully break through.

“It worked!”

Zhao Feng took a deep breath and opened his palm. A green glow of light jumped out and then returned back inside his body. In that instant, he only needed one thought to completely explode his Inner Strength and send Martial Artists flying. Only then did Zhao Feng realize how strong the seventh rank was. Zhao Feng only took one day to completely consolidate the power, even beating Lei Cong.

If he used his Star Finger. the power would be on a whole level higher. As his cultivation had increased, his Metal Wall Technique had also reached peak fifth rank.

The Metal Wall Technique was split into seven levels, and the sixth level could form a barrier using Inner Strength, which even seventh and eighth ranks would find hard to break. According to what it wrote, if one reached the seventh level, their body would be perfect.

Thinking about it now, Zhao Feng thought that something was wrong, because at that level, it would have exceeded the limits of the human body unless there was still a gap between the sixth and seventh level. Zhao Feng’s eyes twinkled as he thought about Zhao Yufei’s grandfather, the one-armed old man.

When they had exchanged, the old man may have also changed something on Metal Wall Technique, just like how he had kept back information. He didn’t think too much about these problems because he had broken through to the seventh rank and he could choose his reward.