112 Tasks (1/2)

After this breakthrough, Zhao Feng was confident that he could take care of any problems among the outer disciples. Star Finger was a peak class skill in the mortal world and he had trained it to the 7th level, which meant that even those of the 9th ranks wouldn’t be his opponent.

Partial Wind Stance was the single-target offensive skill in the Four Wind Stances, and it would be a half-Holy martial art even when used alone. When merged with Star Finger, its power was so great that it almost reached the Middle Class Mortal rank.

One had to know that Zhao Feng’s Silver Wall Technique was at the Low Class Mortal rank and according to what he knew, there were only a few disciples who had trained Low Class Mortal skills to the high level.

Only inner disciples could train Middle Class Mortal skills, and if one didn’t reach the Ascended Realm, they wouldn’t be able to learn a Middle Class Mortal skill even if they had one.

“There’s still the Burning Wind Stance, which I’ve just barely gained insight into,” Zhao Feng murmured to himself.

“The last move of the 4 Wind Stances, ‘Burning Wind Stance’, is the most complex of all. If I’m able to understand 60-70% of it, I might even have the chance to challenge those of the Ascended Realm.”

He yawned as he walked out his room to find Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan. Ever since Zhao Feng had beaten Chen Feng, the three didn’t get disturbed in any way. But at this moment, Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan were all slightly worried.

“The Clans task allocation to the disciples is tomorrow,” Yang Qingshan said.

The three knew that there were good and bad tasks.

“We’re only outer disciples. If we can’t even solve these miniature problems, how will we fight Bei Moi? There’s also Hai Yun Master Elder.”

Zhao Feng didn’t fear anything at all, his goal right now was to become an inner disciple because the true geniuses were all inner disciples.

Those as talented and strong as Bei Moi and Sun Yuanhao had all become inner disciples, and they had Elders as their Master.

“That’s right, if we can’t even solve stuff like this, we won’t even have the right to pick up Bei Moi’s shoes.”

Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan nodded their heads as confidence and battle intent returned to them.

Just as the three were speaking, the area where the outer disciples lived suddenly turned quiet.

“He’s here!”

Low whispers of fear and wariness were heard.

Who was here? Zhao Feng and the other two realized that something was wrong.

“Doesn’t Hou Yuan, the 4th rank of the outer disciples, have his own courtyard? What’s he doing here?”

A few of the older outer disciples were wary and respectful.

At this time, three people walked in from the entrance to where they lived. The middle person was a bare-chested figure full of muscle and although he didn’t release his aura on purpose, it still shocked the others.

With every step that towering figure took, the ground would tremble and the hearts of the nearby outer disciples would shake.

He was ranked fourth among the outer disciples, Hou Yuan.

“What strength! He can demolish normal 9th ranks with just his body alone.”

Zhao Feng’s left eye caught the bone and muscle structure in Hou Yan’s body, and he couldn’t help but be shocked.

In terms of body strength, Hou Yuan was even stronger than him. Zhao Feng was certain he had trained in a Technique that was not any weaker than the Silver Wall Technique.

What was more terrifying was that this person's cultivation had also reached the half-Ascended Realm. Apparently, the top 20 outer disciples had all reached the half-Ascended Realm, which meant that they were on the same level as First Guard.

Half-Ascended Realm and strong physical strength. It was hard to imagine how terrifying this person was.

_Tah! Tah!_

As Hou Yuan drew closer, the people close to him would feel their heads tingle.

“What power! There’s no one apart from Master that can give me such pressure.”

Yang Qingshan took a deep breath and he glanced at Nan Gongfan in shock. They were certain that Hou Yuan was even stronger than First Guard, and much more powerful than a normal half -Ascended Realm.

_Hmm?_

Zhao Feng scanned the two next to Hou Yuan and realized that one of them was Chen Feng, who had been beaten by him. On Hou Yuan’s right side was a short-haired youth whose cultivation had also reached the half-Ascended Realm.

“Why is Ji Fengyun, ranked thirteenth among the outer disciples, also here? Don’t all the top twenty outer disciples have their own courtyards since they’re ‘substitute inner disciples’?”

The gazes of the crowd moved onto the short-haired youth.

The three were led by Hou Yuan, fourth of the outer disciples. Apart from him there was also Ji Fengyuan, ranked thirteenth. The weakest was Chen Feng, ranked twenty-eighth, who had reached the peak 9th rank of the Consolidated Realm.

Chen Feng laughed coldly as he looked in Zhao Feng’s direction, then he whispered something to Ji Fengyun and Hou Yuan.

Hou Yuan and Ji Fengyun then turned their sights to Zhao Feng, Nan Gongfan, and Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan only felt their bodies stiffen and their breaths grow short.