Chapter 021: Perfection Realm

As soon as Zhao Feng's words came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

Especially the children of the Zhao family in the seventh group, almost collectively hated Zhao Feng.

"How can this be! This guy is too blind!"

"Zhao Chengang, knock him down!"

The movement here made the children of the other groups look sideways.

"Basic martial arts? ”

In the crowd of spectators, a quiet girl with a smile on the corner of her mouth, obviously showing a trace of interest.

The person who spoke was none other than "Zhao Qin", who ranked fourth among the inner children.

As an inner disciple, Zhao Qin does not need to participate in the qualifiers, and her cultivation realm is enough to be proud of all the children of the family on the field, even Zhao Yue, who ranks first in the outer layer, is a notch behind her.

"Good, good, good! Basic Martial Arts...... I'm going to learn about it!"

Zhao Chengang's face turned blue and white, and his eyes were gloomy to the extreme.

The other party's performance was completely insulting and ignoring the first place in his group.

"Flowing Wind Fist!"

The anger on Zhao Chengang's gloomy face poured out with the swift punch of wind and thunder.

As soon as Fang made a move, he used the advanced martial art "Flowing Wind Fist".

This set of boxing methods, with speed and general momentum to suppress people, boxing masters, sweeping the autumn wind and falling leaves, offensive like a storm.

The power of Zhao Chengang's moves was completely unexpected by everyone, and his strength was close to that of a quasi-martial artist, living up to the prestige of being the first in the group and the seventh in the outer layer.

However, most people focus on Zhao Feng.

Facing a strong opponent who is seventh in the outer layer and the first in the group, will Zhao Feng still use the basic boxing method?

Zhao Feng is calm and calm, and he explains everything with his actions.

"Yan Gang Fist!"

The unpretentious punch, as if whistling with a ball of fire, interprets the infinite passion of life, wishful fulfillment, and natural.

It's the basic boxing technique again!

In the Tianwu Field, the eyes of many Zhao clan disciples were attracted by Zhao Feng's movements.

"It's Yan Gang Fist again!"

"He still uses basic boxing?"

Some of the children of the Zhao clan were stunned and their faces were full of consternation.

Many people thought that Zhao Feng was just talking about it, but he didn't dare to be so big.

And the real situation is even crazier than they imagined!

"Boy, arrogant enough, get down for me-"

Zhao Chengang's eyes could almost erupt fire, and his fists were like a meteor storm, like thunder, making the nearby air faintly suffocated.

The power of that punch made many Zhao clan disciples on the field shout and cheer.

"Ordinary martial arts triumvirate, I'm afraid I can't catch this punch. ”

"Yes, "Flowing Wind Fist" is a small success, and it has a little essence!"

Even some family elders nodded their heads again and again.

Bang bang -

The two figures approached in the blink of an eye, fists and fists slammed together.

"Get down for me!"

Zhao Chengang was about to crack, and devoted his whole life to bringing "Flowing Wind Fist" to the limit.

What he is performing is high-level martial arts, if he can't win Zhao Feng in three or two moves, how can he have the face to stand in the top ten in the outer layer?

"Open!"

Zhao Feng's eyes were calm and calm, and his fist technique, like spirituality, was like a blazing flame burning in the void, intercepting Zhao Chengang's fist at a delicate moment.

Bang!

Zhao Chengang's body was shocked, and a fierce aura made his fists almost numb, his body was uncontrollable, and he took two steps back.

And his opponent, Zhao Feng, was only slightly shaking.

“...... How is this possible!"

Zhao Chengang looked shocked and incredulous.

thought that he could knock Zhao Feng down, but he was repelled by the other party lightly.

"What's going on!"

The children of the Zhao clan near the No. 7 competition platform were all stunned.

"I don't believe it...... It must have been a coincidence! That kid stumbled and hit the weak spot of my move. ”

Zhao Chen just roared and was furious, urged "Flowing Wind Fist" again, and frantically pounced on Zhao Feng.

"Yangang Fourth Style!"

Zhao Feng is not slow or sick, he is indifferent, and he still uses basic boxing techniques.

Bang!

The two clashed again, and under the hard encounter, Zhao Chengang's figure was shocked back again.

In the confrontation between the two faces, although there was no winner or loser, Zhao Chengang was faintly suppressed by a few points.

"It's really basic...... How did he do it?"

Some of the children who watched the battle were stunned and a little at a loss.

"Basic boxing method, how can it be comparable to high-level martial arts, and still have the upper hand?"

Many children of the Zhao family were puzzled.

One move...... Two tricks...... Three tricks......

Seeing that Zhao Chengang was repelled by Zhao Feng again and again.

Both of them are of the same level, and they have each other's advantages and disadvantages, which is normal.

However, the use of basic boxing techniques can still suppress high-level martial arts, which is really a bit appalling.

What the hell is going on?

Zhao Chengang's face was almost crazy, and he tried his best to attack.

As a result, many people's eyes turned to the referee and some family elders on the viewing platform.

"Zhao Feng's combat consciousness and actual combat skills are far superior to Zhao Chengang, and his mentality is calm enough. ”

One referee was a little unsure.

His analysis is obviously not satisfactory.

"Hehe, this son has actually cultivated a set of basic boxing techniques to the realm of 'consummation'. ”

An old voice came from the center of the viewing platform.

The speaker was a white-bearded old man, who was the "chief referee" of this qualifier, and his qualifications were very old.

Perfection?

Some of the referees nodded their heads and immediately came to a trance.

As we all know, the higher the level of martial arts, the more powerful it is.

But it's not absolute!

There are high and low levels in martial arts, but there are also differences in the cultivation of different people and the realm of fire.

For example, if one person has cultivated low-level martial arts to the fullest, another person has just started high-level martial arts. In this way, people who cultivate high-level martial arts are not opponents who cultivate low-level martial arts.

The martial arts that generally increase the power are divided into four realms: initial success, small success, great success, and peak.

Among them, the peak realm has ninety percent of the fire.

It is very rare for ordinary people to be able to cultivate martial arts to the peak realm.

However, the pinnacle does not mean the highest.

On top of this, there is a higher state of "perfection".

The so-called perfection is at least ninety percent or more, and even tends to be perfect and flawless.

"Although there seems to be little difference between the consummation realm and the pinnacle realm, the former is to cultivate a set of exercises to the point of wishful fulfillment, return to the basics, and even break away from the shackles of the martial arts moves themselves. Therefore, the gap between the consummation realm and the pinnacle realm is even greater than the gap between the small and the great success!"

The referee said with a smile.

"But even so, Zhao Feng should only be able to tie with Zhao Chengang. ”

There was a warrior next to him, still a little confused.

After all, high-level martial arts are three grades higher than basic martial arts, and Zhao Chengang has also cultivated advanced martial arts to the realm of Xiaocheng.

"That's right! The basic boxing method of the Consummation Realm can barely be tied with the advanced martial arts of the Xiaocheng Realm. But you can also see to some extent that Zhao Feng's qi and blood strength, reaction ability, psychological quality, combat awareness, and so on are better than Zhao Chengang, and he is really a material that can be made. ”

The referee said with a little admiration.

After his explanation, everyone finally came to their senses.

And at this moment, the battle situation on the No. 7 competition platform changed.

"Zhao Feng has begun to fight back!"

"Oh my God!

Many eyes were attracted by the No. 7 competition platform.

Bang!bang!bang......

I saw that Zhao Feng changed from defense to attack, and his fist offensive was like a wild imagination, as if it was beyond the restrictions of the "Yangang Fist" itself moves.

His attack, speed, power, etc., are unimpeccable, and he always hits the point.

Zhao Chengang, who was originally thunderous, was suddenly in a hurry, lost his mind, and was punched by Zhao Feng.

Bang Bang –

Zhao Chengang was punched in the shoulder, and the whole person screamed, his joint was dislocated, and he fell to the ground in a cold sweat.

"No. 188, Zhao Fengsheng!"

The referee of the No. 7 competition platform took a long breath, and his eyes were still full of surprise.

Wow!

The children of the Zhao family in Group Seven made a sensation.

"Zhao Feng actually defeated Zhao Chengang, using the basic boxing method!"

"I can't believe it! Zhao Chengang is the first ...... in the group."

Zhao Feng defeated Zhao Chengang in amazement and won fifteen consecutive victories.

This also means that he became the first person in the seventh group.

Such an aura of victory made him the focus of attention of the children of the outer layer for the first time.

At this moment, Zhao Yue, who ranked first, Zhao Yijian, Zhao Yufei, and Zhao Gan, who ranked first, and Zhao Gan and others, all looked sideways at Zhao Feng.

"Perfection realm? The last time the head teacher gave a lecture, I felt that the comprehension of Yan Gangquan's moves completely disappeared from my mind...... Presumably for this reason. ”

Zhao Feng understood in his heart.

Since returning from that lecture, he feels that his basic boxing technique has reached a new realm, and it is estimated that he can match the quasi-martial artist.

And Zhao Chengang's strength is only barely close to that of a quasi-martial artist.

"Yes, among the children of the outer layer, a dark horse has been killed. ”

The referee smiled slightly.

"The basic boxing method, cultivating to the consummation realm, is indeed very unexpected. But...... It was when I met my son 'Zhao Yijian', only to fail miserably. Basic martial arts, after all, is just the foundation!

A middle-aged martial artist beside him smiled indifferently.

"Oh?"

The referee showed a hint of interest on his face and looked at the middle-aged martial artist who spoke.

The other party is Zhao Yijian's father.

The middle-aged martial artist smiled and didn't answer, his eyes fell on Zhao Yijian of the No. 2 group, looking very confident.

"That's right, the potential of basic martial arts is limited after all. Zhao Feng must have spent a lot of energy cultivating the basic boxing technique to the consummation realm, and he had no time to cultivate other high-level martial arts...... It's a pity, it's a ”

The referee couldn't help but shake his head when he said the most.

"Hmph! Perfection Realm? Basic Martial Arts?"

Zhao Yijian of the No. 2 team was mocking.

In his eyes, basic martial arts are not worth mentioning at all, even if he cultivates to the consummation realm.

The snow-robed girl beside her looked at Zhao Feng, who was a sensation at the moment, her bright eyes were dim, she bit her lip slightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother Jian, you must defeat him." ”

"Xue'er, don't worry, defeat him, at least three moves, at most ten moves! However, I don't want to be so cheap to him, I must humiliate him at that time. ”

Zhao Yijian said confidently.

His voice was so loud that it was heard by many people on the field.

At this time, Zhao Feng's gaze happened to fall here.

The two looked at each other, Zhao Yijian's eyes were cold, and his face was gloomy.

Zhao Feng looked calm, as if he was smiling.

"No. 188 vs. No. 233!"

The group stage is still going on.

Since Zhao Feng defeated Zhao Chenfeng, he has no opponent in the seventh competition.

Sixteen wins in a row...... Seventeen wins in a row...... Eighteen wins in a row......

Most of the opponents who met Zhao Feng admitted defeat, and even if they fought, they were defeated with a basic fist.

"It's too embarrassing to lose in the basic boxing technique!"

The children of the Zhao clan in Group 7 regarded Zhao Feng as a plague god and stayed away.

Eighteen wins in a row...... Nineteen wins in a row...... Twenty wins in a row!

Finally, Zhao Feng won 20 games in a row, directly broke out of the group stage, and successfully advanced!