Martial arts internal strength!

Hiss!

The sound of breath spread throughout every corner of the Tianwu Field.

The children of the Zhao clan present, the referees of the competition platform, the elders and high-ranking members of the clan were all surprised.

On the viewing platform, the white-bearded referee stood up even more suddenly, looking excited: "At the age of fourteen, he comprehended the internal strength of martial arts, and the position of a martial artist is at his fingertips, this kind of talent must be the next Zhao Linlong!"

Many eyes of the audience gathered on Zhao Feng to pay attention to this new outer king!

Zhao Feng breathed heavily, looked at his fist in disbelief, and watched Zhao Yijian fly out, his arm broken, and the sword broken in two.

This is still the punch he just made, with some reservations, when one punch broke Zhao Yijian's sword, he barely recovered part of the martial arts internal strength.

Otherwise, Zhao Yijian's injury would never be a broken arm, at least the entire arm would be invalidated.

If it were changed to an ordinary martial arts triple, this punch might directly shatter the internal organs and kill him on the spot.

"This is the strength of the internal strength of the martial arts......"

Zhao Feng's heart trembled slightly.

Around the competition platform, some of the children of the Zhao clan were shocked and afraid.

At this time, they finally understood where the real gap between the martial disciples and the martial artists was.

"Zhao Fengsheng!"

Only then did the referee react, glanced at Zhao Feng deeply, and gave a verdict.

Even when he deliberately favored Zhao Yijian, Zhao Feng still won.

Not only to win, but also to shock the outer layer with absolute strength!

With absolute strength, no amount of injustice can stop him.

"Sword!"

Zhao Tianjian roared, and a purple cold aura surged from his body, and with a "swish", it flashed in front of Zhao Yijian.

Its speed was terrifying, and the people next to it only saw an afterimage.

"What a speed!"

Zhao Feng estimated that Zhao Yijian's father's strength might have reached the terrifying level of martial arts sixfold.

Martial Dao Sixfold, this is already the pinnacle of the ordinary martial arts realm, and if you take one more step, you can reach the level of a martial arts master.

"Lost...... I ......"

Zhao Yijian was in pain, cold sweat flowed, and his arm was completely unintuitive.

Come to the pharmacist!

Zhao Tianjian roared as hard as he could, looking at his son's injury, that arm might even be crippled.

"Junior, just a competition, what are your intentions in starting so hard?"

Zhao Tianjian's face was cold, and the murderous intent in his eyes flickered faintly, staring at Zhao Feng.

The terrifying momentum of the sixfold martial arts, under the action of its powerful aura and the internal strength of the martial arts, formed an invisible force and oppression.

Zhao Feng's body flickered, and his whole body's qi, blood and breath seemed to be frozen, and it took great effort to even speak.

Fortunately, he has martial arts internal strength, urging the pale cyan aura in his body to fight with tenacity.

Pounding!

There was a frequent beating in the left eye, and in the dark space, the spiral aura slowly extended, and on the basis of three feet nine, it faintly continued to swallow forward, infinitely close to four feet.

Under unprecedented pressure, Zhao Feng's spirit and potential in his body were further squeezed.

"Great! I'm now fully equipped to attack the Martial Arts Quadruple. ”

Zhao Feng was ecstatic.

After a battle, he was oppressed by Zhao Tianjian at this moment, which promoted his own progress.

The faint changes in his body naturally did not escape Zhao Tianjian's eyes.

This son can't stay!

Zhao Tianjian felt a potential crisis pressure, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Junior, if you dare to hurt my son's arm with a child of a mere clan, then I will abolish your cultivation." ”

Swish!

The afterimage flickered, and Zhao Tianjian pounced on Zhao Feng.

Not good!

Zhao Feng only felt that a huge crisis was pressing.

Fortunately, he was wary of Zhao Tianjian, and his left eye had already locked on the other party with all his might.

In the moment triggered by the qi and blood in Zhao Tianjian's body and the internal strength of the martial arts, he predicted the direction of the opponent's attack.

Rise!

Zhao Feng didn't want to think about it, he used "Piaoling Crossing" to the limit, and his body suddenly jumped nearly ten meters high, narrowly avoiding the opponent's blow.

But he understood that in the face of the powerful martial artists of the Martial Dao Sixfold, he only had one chance to dodge.

As soon as Zhao Tianjian made a move, he realized that something was wrong, and he was furious in his heart, and shouted: "Death!"

He also performed a light body technique, leaping into the air and grabbing Zhao Feng.

"Drifting Void!"

Zhao Feng was in mid-air, with a second life, taking a step forward, and went straight to the middle and high-level of the clan watching the battle platform.

Because he understood that Zhao Tianjian was only a middle and high-level in the clan, and the elders and high-level leaders present would definitely not allow him to act recklessly.

Sou!

Zhao Feng barely dodged Zhao Tianjian's killing move and floated towards the viewing platform.

"Damn! this kid ......"

Zhao Tianjian understood Zhao Feng's intentions.

"Zhao Tianjian, stop!"

A thunderous voice descended from the void.

With that voice, a majestic aura came from the top of his head.

An old man with a white beard, with a white aura lingering all over his body, like a feather, floated above Zhao Tianjian's head.

It's the referee!

Zhao Tianjian was under great oppression, and he was facing the elders of the clan, masters of martial arts above the seventh level.

However, Zhao Feng was in front of him, and he was extremely unwilling in his heart, and he was about to break through as soon as he gritted his teeth.

"Get down!

The voice of majesty and anger came from overhead.

I didn't see the referee approaching, and a transparent and white aura swirled into an invisible qi palm and slapped it fiercely.

Bang!

Zhao Tianjian's whole body martial arts strength collapsed, "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and lay on the ground.

Hurting people in the air, what a terrible means!

Everyone around was silent, and it was obvious that the referee had cultivated the internal strength of the martial arts to the transformation realm, and he could break through the air and kill ordinary martial artists with a snap of his fingers.

"Elder, this Zhao Feng is so ruthless that he almost broke my son's arm, how can he be spared?"

Zhao Tianjian half-knelt on the ground, fearful, slightly unwilling.

When Zhao Feng made a move, he had clearly withdrawn part of his martial arts internal strength, otherwise Zhao Yijian's arm would be useless, and his life would even be in danger. ”

The white-bearded referee was long, and his eyes were burning.

Zhao Tianjian suddenly froze.

"You still don't want to save your son!"

The white-bearded referee's long-sleeved robe waved, and his body jumped back to the competition platform.

A turmoil, temporarily subsided.

Zhao Feng secretly pinched a cold sweat and cast a grateful glance at the white-bearded referee.

The referee seemed to be sensitive, smiled slightly, his eyes were soft, and he nodded with a little encouragement and appreciation.

This episode did not affect the continuation of the ranking match.

After defeating Zhao Yijian, Zhao Feng became the "king of the outer layer".

"He actually defeated Zhao Yijian......"

Zhao Xue in the corner, her face was stiff, and she had a feeling that the world was spinning.

From extreme joy to extreme sorrow, she seemed to fall from heaven to hell.

In the field of vision, the familiar figure, as the king, is the focus of the audience.

Everything seems to have returned to the original in Aoba Town, that young man, as a genius, stood proudly in the Zhao family clan and became the first person of his age.

Now that it is a new one, Zhao Feng has become the first person in the outer layer of the Zhao family.

Seventy wins in a row...... Seventy-one wins streak ......

Zhao Feng's record is refreshing.

His opponents basically directly admit defeat.

Zhao Yue, Zhao Qian and other strong opponents also lost to him one by one.

Even in the face of Zhao Yue, as soon as Zhao Feng's martial arts internal strength came out, he immediately broke through the opponent's "Tiegang Body", which was known for its defense.

Zhao Feng's strength is no longer a quasi-martial artist, but a half-step martial artist!

Half-step martial artists, on the basis of quasi-martial artists, have martial arts internal strength, and to a certain extent, there is no essential gap with the martial arts quadruple.

However.

In the competition, there is still an outlier.

also holds a winning record, as well as Zhao Yufei.

When Zhao Yufei won the eightieth consecutive victory, she met Zhao Yue, who was originally ranked first in the outer layer.

"Butterfly Leaf Palm!"

Zhao Yufei snorted, and her little hands that were as white as jade shook, and a pale green and transparent aura gushed out of her qi and blood.

Smack!

Zhao Yue's iron body was broken again.

"Oh my God, it's martial arts strength again!"

There was an exclamation from the audience.

No one expected that in addition to Zhao Feng, there was a second person on the field who comprehended the internal strength of martial arts.

"Fun and fun!"

The referee had a smile on his face.

Regarding Zhao Yufei's martial arts internal strength, Zhao Feng's expression remained unchanged at all.

As early as when he was watching the battle, his left eye sensed the hidden martial arts internal strength in Zhao Yufei's qi and blood.

On that day, in the martial arts arena, after the head of the sect explained the internal strength of the martial arts, the top few of the children in the outer layer all comprehended.

Among them, Zhao Feng has the most comprehension.

This is because he has the assistance of his left eye, and he has the three-layer foundation of the perfection of the "Tui Qi Jue".

Therefore, Zhao Feng was the first to cultivate the internal strength of the martial arts.

In comparison, Zhao Yufei was half a month later than him.

"It seems that this first place, it is still unknown who killed the deer. ”

The children of the Zhao family on the field were suddenly excited and looking forward to it.

finally got their wish, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei met when they won 90 games in a row.

"Let's get started. ”

Zhao Feng's face was unshocked.

Although Zhao Yufei comprehended the internal strength of martial arts, he was not afraid.

"Although I know the gap between Dao and you, I will not give up. ”

Zhao Yufei's pretty face bloomed with a smile, like a lotus blooming, beautiful and pleasant.

"Raging Dragon Fist!"

As soon as Zhao Feng made a move, he was a furious dragon fist at the peak realm.

Previously, the reason why he was able to beat Zhao Yijian so badly with one punch was not only because of the internal strength of martial arts.

"Angry Dragon Fist" itself is the leader of the mid-level peak, the explosive power is amazing, and the peak of the angry dragon fist is more powerful than the martial arts of the high-level Xiaocheng, and even close to the average high-level Dacheng.

At this time, after Zhao Feng experienced Zhao Tianjian's oppression, his potential stimulated the oppression, his cultivation was further improved, and "Angry Dragon Fist" was even closer to the realm of perfection.

If "Angry Dragon Fist" can be cultivated to perfection, even in the face of the high-level "Cold Flow Sword", it can be completely defeated.

Bang! bang......

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei exchanged fists, and the latter retreated and dodged one after another.

Sure enough, under the hard shock of the front, Zhao Yufei is not as good as Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's martial arts internal strength comprehension is first, and it is more majestic.

Moreover, the internal strength condensed by "Lingdu Qijue" is more special, fast, elegant and imaginative.

Although Zhao Yufei practiced a set of advanced footwork, which was graceful and agile, Zhao Feng practiced "Piao Ling Du" faster.

Seeing that Zhao Feng's offensive was getting faster and faster.

Zhao Yufei was short of breath, her pretty face was ruddy, and she gradually became a little sluggish, and her movements were slightly suffocated.

Golden opportunity!

Zhao Feng's left eye immediately locked on a flaw, and a punch hit Zhao Yufei's fragrant shoulder.

Poof!

Zhao Yufei's delicate body shook, her figure floated out, flipped gracefully in mid-air, and fell to the ground.

"Thank you for your mercy. ”

Zhao Yufei's eyes were slightly grateful, and her face was still red, as beautiful as a lotus.

Zhao Feng's punch just now obviously left her hand behind, otherwise her fate would not be much better than Zhao Yijian.

"Admit it. ”

Zhao Feng nodded and smiled, admiring Zhao Yufei's style.

After defeating Zhao Yufei, Zhao Feng had no opponents in the ranking match, and all the opponents along the way all admitted defeat.

"I throw in the towel!"

"Abstain!"

......

Half an hour later.

Zhao Feng completed a 100-game winning streak, with the highest points and ranking first in the outer layer.