Chapter 15

"...... *Piao Ling Du: The Later Chapter*: Only the complementary martial arts internal strength cultivation method — *Ling Du Qi Jue* — can fully unleash the true power of this light body technique, making it dominant below the Seventh Level of Martial Arts and among the best below the Ninth Level. Below is the content of *Ling Du Qi Jue*, with the minimum requirement being the peak of the Third Level of Martial Arts and the birth of martial arts internal strength within the body."

When Zhao Feng had deciphered the content to the last tenth, his body and mind trembled with excitement, his eyes gleaming with joy, almost shouting out loud.

He never expected that *Piao Ling Du*, this light body martial art, would have a complementary martial arts internal strength cultivation method.

This was equivalent to elevating the level of *Piao Ling Du* to a higher tier.

At this moment, Zhao Feng was completely certain that the level of *Piao Ling Du* was at least top-tier.

As everyone knew, ordinary martial arts levels were generally divided into low, medium, high, and top-tier.

However, this did not mean that top-tier was the highest level of martial arts.

According to legend, above top-tier martial arts, there was an even more powerful "Sacred Level Martial Arts."

Correspondingly, above the Ninth Level of Martial Arts, there was a higher realm known as the "Sacred Martial Realm."

Zhao Feng had vaguely heard from the elders of his clan that only by cultivating "Sacred Level Martial Arts" could one surpass the Ninth Level of Martial Arts and enter the "Sacred Martial Realm."

Of course, with Zhao Feng's current status as a martial disciple, he could not even touch that level.

Not to mention him, even the true martial artists within Yuyang City, and the elders of the clan, those higher-level martial arts masters, were far from being able to glimpse the "Sacred Martial Realm."

......

Deep into the night.

Zhao Feng, with an excited expression, finally deciphered the entire content of *Ling Du Qi Jue*.

With this, the entire content of the *Piao Ling Du* light body martial art was finally fully revealed.

"If I can comprehend martial arts internal strength now, there will be no opponent below the Fourth Level of Martial Arts."

With a sense of urgency and anticipation, Zhao Feng began to study the content of *Ling Du Qi Jue*.

Once *Ling Du Qi Jue* could be successfully mastered, Zhao Feng could cultivate martial arts internal strength.

After half an hour, Zhao Feng had only initially grasped some of the introductory content of *Ling Du Qi Jue*.

However, using this to comprehend martial arts internal strength was still quite difficult.

It was known that within Yuyang City, there were hundreds of martial disciples at the peak of the Third Level of Martial Arts, and they could not comprehend martial arts internal strength or break through to the Fourth Level of Martial Arts.

Even some of the outstanding members of the clan, such as Zhao Yijian, Zhao Qian, and the genius Zhao Yufei, had been stuck at this bottleneck for a long time without success.

That night, Zhao Feng's attempt ended in failure.

"Don't rush! I just reached the Third Level of Martial Arts. If I can cultivate *Tui Qi Jue* to the third level of perfection, I believe the success rate will greatly increase."

Zhao Feng's mindset gradually calmed down.

The next day, he turned to cultivating *Tui Qi Jue* and *Nu Long Quan*.

By the second day, *Tui Qi Jue* was gradually approaching perfection.

Zhao Feng felt that the strength of his blood and qi had reached a limit, and their circulation and promotion had reached a state of perfection.

He tried to condense martial arts internal strength again, but still failed.

Each failure left his blood and qi in a state of exhaustion.

Although Zhao Feng had basically grasped the introductory part of *Ling Du Qi Jue*, understanding was one thing, and practical application was another, with many obstacles still to overcome.

Zhao Feng did not give up; each attempt brought him a little progress and breakthrough.

On that day.

Zhao Feng received a message.

"Tomorrow at noon, a powerful martial artist from the clan will give a public lecture and demonstration at the training ground."

Every outer-layer descendant received this message.

"Training ground, public lecture?"

Zhao Feng's eyes lit up slightly; such opportunities were rare.

Perhaps because the family martial arts competition was to begin in a little over a month, the outer layer of the family was also making a push.

Zhao Feng was very much looking forward to it.

He had only been in the Zhao clan for a little over half a year and had never encountered such an opportunity before.

The next morning.

Before noon, the training ground was already crowded with many Zhao clan descendants, with the number of people several times more than usual.

On that day, Zhao Feng saw many strong outer-layer descendants who were rarely seen on a regular day.

"Look... The top three outer-layer descendants, Zhao Yufei and Zhao Yijian, are here, as well as the top five, Zhao Guang."

The focus of everyone's attention was on the top-tier outer-layer descendants.

In the Zhao clan, there were over a thousand outer-layer descendants between the ages of thirteen and eighteen.

Among them, those above the Second Level of Martial Arts were more than half.

Therefore, when Zhao Feng first arrived, he was indeed at the bottom...

At this moment, the truly noteworthy on the training ground were the top ten and top twenty descendants.

The most prominent was Zhao Yufei, who, at fourteen or fifteen years old, was tall and graceful, with a unique and elegant beauty, standing out in the crowd.

Not only was she beautiful and ethereal, but her talent and cultivation were also extremely high, ranking her in the top three of the outer clan, on par with Zhao Yijian.

"Quick, look, the top-ranked 'Zhao Yue' from the outer clan is here."

Someone shouted in surprise.

Immediately, the training ground was in an uproar.

Zhao Feng didn't even need to look for him; a path automatically opened in the crowd, and a steady and resolute young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a green robe, walked out, with a plain and unremarkable appearance.

"Is he Zhao Yue?"

Zhao Feng was seeing Zhao Yue for the first time, having only heard of him before.

Zhao Yue was slightly older than the average descendant, at seventeen years old. After all, once one reached eighteen, they were considered an adult and could no longer be counted as a descendant.

In the outer layer of the clan, Zhao Yue had been diligently cultivating and in seclusion, making it difficult for others to see him.

At this moment, Zhao Feng's gaze was fixed on Zhao Yue, sensing a solid and heavy presence from him. His blood and qi were extremely thick, matching Zhao Feng in strength but surpassing him in quantity.

Moreover, Zhao Feng clearly felt a powerful explosive force in Zhao Yue's muscles.

Due to his age and longer cultivation time, his body was more developed, and his fundamentals were the most solid.

In terms of strength alone, he was undoubtedly the first among the top ten outer-layer descendants!

Truly the top of the outer layer, such formidable strength!

Zhao Feng secretly marveled, feeling a sense of being unable to find a weakness or breach in Zhao Yue.

As soon as Zhao Yue appeared, the top-ranked Zhao Yijian and the top-five ranked Zhao Guang both showed a fighting spirit.

The strength difference among the top five outer-layer descendants was not particularly large, so if they challenged each other, there was still a chance.

It was still morning, and there was still some time before the public lecture at the training ground at noon.

The crowd was silent for a moment, then a low murmur spread.

"Zhao Qian is here!"

"Zhao Qian? The Zhao Qian ranked fifth in the clan?"

Many clan descendants looked in a certain direction.

The newcomer was a lean, short-haired young man with a cold and indifferent expression, like a leopard.

Zhao Qian?

Zhao Feng felt that this name sounded familiar.

Soon, he remembered that this person was Zhao Kun's older brother.

Sure enough, behind Zhao Qian, a familiar figure appeared, none other than Zhao Kun!

Zhao Kun also saw Zhao Feng.

He walked to his brother and whispered something.

Huh?

Zhao Qian turned, his indifferent gaze fixing on Zhao Feng.

"Are you Zhao Feng?"

Zhao Qian's gaze was cold, devoid of emotion, as he slowly approached.

Wow!

The crowd was in an uproar.

"What's going on? Why would Zhao Qian pick on an unknown junior?"

"Unknown junior?"

Someone shook their head, with a hint of mockery: "Zhao Feng is no longer an unknown junior. A few days ago, he got lucky in 'Heng Yun Tian Lin' and hunted the fierce beast, the Green-Headed Tiger King, making quite a name for himself."

"Oh—so it's him!"

"Heard he beat Zhao Qian's younger brother twice. Zhao Qian must be here to seek revenge for his brother."

...

After a brief discussion in the crowd, it quickly quieted down.

Many clan descendants watched with interest and even more amusement.

Zhao Qian, ranked fifth in the clan, was well-known.

At this moment, even the top-ranked Zhao Yue, the top-three ranked Zhao Yijian, and Zhao Yufei were drawn to the commotion.

Zhao Yijian's eyes flashed with a hint of schadenfreude.

He knew Zhao Qian's strength very well, which was not much different from his own.

Zhao Xue, standing beside Zhao Yijian, sighed inwardly, her bright eyes showing a hint of pity, but then thinking of Zhao Feng's performance at the Medicine Pavilion, a cold expression replaced it.

On the other side, Zhao Yufei's flawless, pearl-like eyes showed a hint of surprise and interest.

Zhao Feng's performance at the family archery range had greatly surprised her.

For a moment, Zhao Feng became one of the focal points of the training ground that day.

"Boy, today you'll be humiliated in front of everyone."

Zhao Kun's gaze was cold, staring at Zhao Feng, a smile playing on his lips.

As Zhao Qian approached step by step, the atmosphere on the field became tense and oppressive.

"Indeed, it is this one, without a doubt."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly, calmly sizing up Zhao Qian.

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