Chapter 18 of 100
Chapter 18
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"Success!"
Zhao Feng took a deep breath, barely suppressing the urge to shout and cheer, his face flushed with excitement, which lasted for a long time.
At this moment, he only needed to mobilize the qi and blood in his body to gather a ball of martial arts internal energy in his palm. That faint greenish breath was completely transparent, barely visible unless one looked closely.
This was the first strand of martial arts internal energy Zhao Feng had gathered.
Zhao Feng had never imagined that his once distant dream would be so close to him.
Once he gathered martial arts internal energy, breaking through to the fourth level of martial arts, the realm of a true martial artist, would be without any bottlenecks.
For Zhao Feng, reaching the fourth level of martial arts was just a matter of time.
He only needed to cultivate to the peak of the third level of martial arts, and then he could naturally break through to the fourth level, entering the "Qi Accumulation Stage" and becoming a true martial artist.
"Looking at the entire outer layer of the Zhao clan, no descendant has gathered martial arts internal energy, not even Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, and others..."
Thinking of this, Zhao Feng could not help but feel an overwhelming sense of achievement.
Being able to gather martial arts internal energy at the third level of martial arts represented the peak combat power below the realm of a true martial artist.
"The power of the two-hundred-year-old blood ginseng cannot be wasted!"
Feeling the surging qi and blood and the medicinal power in his body, Zhao Feng immediately calmed down and began to gather martial arts internal energy within his body.
With the remaining medicinal power of the blood ginseng, Zhao Feng managed to gather a few more strands of martial arts internal energy.
So-called martial arts internal energy was merely the human body's qi and blood power bursting forth in a higher intensity and more advanced form.
In simple terms, it was refinement, the essence of strength extracted from the human body's own life force.
To consolidate his martial arts internal energy, Zhao Feng secluded himself for a day and a night before coming out.
The moment he stepped out of the room, he felt that every breath he took could instantly gather a terrifying aura, exerting pressure on other living beings.
His parents clearly felt this.
"Xiao Feng looks different, as if he has become more spirited and energetic."
Zhao Shi squinted, her smile wide.
"He should have grown a bit taller recently."
Father Zhao Tianyang also felt a slight sense of pressure when facing his son.
Their feelings were not wrong.
These changes were truly happening to Zhao Feng.
Since the mysterious eye had merged with him, Zhao Feng's body and bloodline had begun to undergo a slow transformation...
Especially recently, his strength had advanced rapidly.
His height, qi and blood, and spirit were all improving and growing.
Combined with the changes in his mindset and state of mind, even his aura had changed significantly.
"Even my parents have noticed, so other martial artists will likely see through my cultivation of martial arts internal energy easily."
Zhao Feng fell into deep thought.
The clan martial arts meeting was still a month away, and his goal was to win first place, at least the top three!
"I need to find a way to hide my martial arts internal energy."
Zhao Feng returned to his room and sat cross-legged.
The moment he closed his eyes, over a hundred martial arts manuals appeared in his mind, all brought out from the Xuanwu Pavilion.
After a moment,
A martial arts manual named "Hidden Qi Technique" appeared in Zhao Feng's mind.
The "Hidden Qi Technique" was not a combat technique, nor could it enhance cultivation.
The reason Zhao Feng had chosen it was that this martial arts manual was at the peak of the intermediate level, equivalent to the "Angry Dragon Fist."
If he cultivated the "Hidden Qi Technique" to the minor success stage, he could conceal his own qi and blood, martial arts internal energy, making it difficult for others to sense and judge his cultivation level.
If he cultivated it to the major success stage, his control over his own aura would reach an extreme, allowing him to收敛全身气息，融入环境，用于追踪和潜入。
达到这个境界，即使旁边有一只嗅觉灵敏的狗，也无法轻易察觉到你的存在。
当天，赵峰便开始修炼《隐气诀》。
这套辅助武学虽然是中级巅峰，但赵峰修炼起来却无比简单。
只用半天时间，赵峰就把《隐气诀》修炼到小成境界，可以隐匿控制自己的武道内劲。
这样一来，即使是真正的武者，也难以发现赵峰修炼出了武道内劲。
“按照秘籍上的描述，此武学修炼难度较大，要达到小成境界，至少需要几个月以上。”
赵峰有些惊讶。
不过转念一想，自己连《飘凌渡》这样高等的武学都练成了，连武道内劲都凝聚成功了，高级以下的武学自然没有任何难度可言。
将《隐气诀》修炼到小成，赵峰就可以正大光明地出门。
接下来的几天，正好是家族武会报名的时间。
“峰儿，‘家族武会’开始报名了，你别错过了时间。”
父亲赵天阳叮嘱道。
“好，我这就去。”
赵峰中气十足，自信沉稳。
赵天阳点了点头：“你现在已经晋升武道三重，应该可以杀进家族子弟前一百？”
“前一百？”
赵峰哈哈一笑，不禁摇了摇头，父母对自己也太没信心了。
对于家族武会，他可是有绝对的自信，就算拿不了第一，前三应该没问题。
不一会儿。
赵峰来到家族武会的报名处。
家族武会每三年一次，基本都是提前一个月开始报名。
赵峰刚到报名处，此地已经有大量家族子弟排队报名。
“听说没有，这次家族武会的奖励，那可是无比的丰厚，远胜历届的武会。”
一位赵族子弟说道。
“奖励？说说看！兄弟不愧是内层子弟。”
旁边有几个人面露兴趣，目光纷纷投向那位“内层子弟”。
他们的谈论声也引起了赵峰的注意。
他侧目一看，那位内层子弟修为达到武道三重巅峰，看气血强度以及气息泄露，实力至少与赵乾相当。
不愧是内层子弟。
赵峰心头暗想，随便一个内层子弟，竟然有如此实力。
“今年的武会，杀进前五十，便能成为‘内层子弟’，可以进入玄武阁二层，选择一门高级武学，赏赐三百年血参一只；如果能杀进前二十，则可以选择两门高级武学，三百年血参两只。”
那位内层子弟说到这里，稍微一顿。
“啧啧，三百年血参，家族可真舍得下血本！”
“高级武学，普通子弟恐怕一辈子都难学到。”
附近一些子弟略显轰动。
连赵峰听了，都有些惊喜。
三百年血参，价值三千两银子，去过药轩阁就知道。
当然，更让他动心的是进入玄武阁二层，选择武学秘籍。
“如果能进入玄武阁二层，我就可以带出大量的高级武学。”
赵峰暗暗期待。
这时，那位内层子弟继续道：“杀进前十，同样可以选择两门高级武学，但奖励的却是五百年血参！”
五百年血参！
附近的子弟们振奋不已，不少人摩拳擦掌。
要知道，一只五百年血参，价值一万两银子！
“据说，杀进前三的子弟，更能选择一门顶级武学、两门高级武学。奖励‘蕴血丹’一颗。”
“顶级武学！”
“蕴血丹？”
一众子弟震惊失色。
顶级武学！
这已经是一般武学的最高巅峰，可以修炼到武道九重！
至于“蕴血丹”，则是世间珍稀的灵丹妙药，据说连真正的武者服用了，都可以提升修为。
如果赵峰有一颗蕴血丹，服用了它，估计无需几日，就能突破武道四重。
无奈，此等灵丹妙药，无比珍稀，价值五万两银子以上……
“对了，第一名有什么特殊奖励？”
有人好奇地问道。
“没错，按照惯例，第一名有额外特殊的奖励。”
几个赵族子弟兴奋地说道。
“第一名，肯定有额外奖励，但这个我也不知道。”
那位内层子弟摇了摇头。
唉。
附近众人有些失望。
而越是如此，就越是让人好奇。
等候良久。
赵峰来到报名处，领取了一块令牌。
令牌上有一个数字：188
赵峰知道，这是自己的号码牌。
在赵氏家族，历来参加武会的子弟，至少有几百个。
按照家族规则，内层子弟的年龄限制是十八岁以下，名额只有五十个。
而现阶段的内层子弟，已经有了五十个。
也就是说，老的内层子弟可能会被淘汰，被新的子弟取代。
因此，这是一次优胜劣汰的比试，残酷而激烈。
报完名后，赵峰回到家族外层的地盘，开始更加勤奋地修炼。
时间一天一天地过去。
家族武会的时间越来越近。
在家族武会的前二十天，族内子弟中已经有一个大致的排名榜单。
排名第一的，赫然是内层子弟中的佼佼者，家族第一天才——赵麟龙！
赵麟龙早在两年前就晋升武道四重的真武者境界。
上一届武会，他名列前三。
当时，他不到十五岁。
如今，赵麟龙更是羽阳城四大天才之一。
因此，在赵族子弟实力排名中，他公认第一！
这个第一，毫无悬念，毫无置疑。
接下来，第二名赵封，第三名赵寒，第四名赵琴……第二十一名赵岳！
赵峰看到排名时，倒吸一口冷气。
外层子弟排名第一的“赵岳”，放在内层子弟中，连前二十都没有排进。
其后，赵一剑和赵雨菲分别名列第三十八，第四十。
至于外层排名前五的赵乾、赵光，分别列入总榜四十九、五十三。
整个榜单排名有一百名。
赵峰一路看下去。
终于！
在榜单的倒数第二名，第九十九的位置，赵峰看到了自己的名字……
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"Success!"
Zhao Feng took a deep breath, barely suppressing the urge to shout and cheer, his face flushed with excitement, which lasted for a long time.
At this moment, he only needed to mobilize the qi and blood in his body to gather a ball of martial arts internal energy in his palm. That faint greenish breath was completely transparent, barely visible unless one looked closely.
This was the first strand of martial arts internal energy Zhao Feng had gathered.
Zhao Feng had never imagined that his once distant dream would be so close to him.
Once he gathered martial arts internal energy, breaking through to the fourth level of martial arts, the realm of a true martial artist, would be without any bottlenecks.
For Zhao Feng, reaching the fourth level of martial arts was just a matter of time.
He only needed to cultivate to the peak of the third level of martial arts, and then he could naturally break through to the fourth level, entering the "Qi Accumulation Stage" and becoming a true martial artist.
"Looking at the entire outer layer of the Zhao clan, no descendant has gathered martial arts internal energy, not even Zhao Yue, Zhao Yijian, and others..."
Thinking of this, Zhao Feng could not help but feel an overwhelming sense of achievement.
Being able to gather martial arts internal energy at the third level of martial arts represented the peak combat power below the realm of a true martial artist.
"The power of the two-hundred-year-old blood ginseng cannot be wasted!"
Feeling the surging qi and blood and the medicinal power in his body, Zhao Feng immediately calmed down and began to gather martial arts internal energy within his body.
With the remaining medicinal power of the blood ginseng, Zhao Feng managed to gather a few more strands of martial arts internal energy.
So-called martial arts internal energy was merely the human body's qi and blood power bursting forth in a higher intensity and more advanced form.
In simple terms, it was refinement, the essence of strength extracted from the human body's own life force.
To consolidate his martial arts internal energy, Zhao Feng secluded himself for a day and a night before coming out.
The moment he stepped out of the room, he felt that every breath he took could instantly gather a terrifying aura, exerting pressure on other living beings.
His parents clearly felt this.
"Xiao Feng looks different, as if he has become more spirited and energetic."
Zhao Shi squinted, her smile wide.
"He should have grown a bit taller recently."
Father Zhao Tianyang also felt a slight sense of pressure when facing his son.
Their feelings were not wrong.
These changes were truly happening to Zhao Feng.
Since the mysterious eye had merged with him, Zhao Feng's body and bloodline had begun to undergo a slow transformation...
Especially recently, his strength had advanced rapidly.
His height, qi and blood, and spirit were all improving and growing.
Combined with the changes in his mindset and state of mind, even his aura had changed significantly.
"Even my parents have noticed, so other martial artists will likely see through my cultivation of martial arts internal energy easily."
Zhao Feng fell into deep thought.
The clan martial arts meeting was still a month away, and his goal was to win first place, at least the top three!
"I need to find a way to hide my martial arts internal energy."
Zhao Feng returned to his room and sat cross-legged.
The moment he closed his eyes, over a hundred martial arts manuals appeared in his mind, all brought out from the Xuanwu Pavilion.
After a moment,
A martial arts manual named "Hidden Qi Technique" appeared in Zhao Feng's mind.
The "Hidden Qi Technique" was not a combat technique, nor could it enhance cultivation.
The reason Zhao Feng had chosen it was that this martial arts manual was at the peak of the intermediate level, equivalent to the "Angry Dragon Fist."
If he cultivated the "Hidden Qi Technique" to the minor success stage, he could conceal his own qi and blood, martial arts internal energy, making it difficult for others to sense and judge his cultivation level.
If he cultivated it to the major success stage, his control over his own aura would reach an extreme, allowing him to收敛全身气息，融入环境，用于追踪和潜入。
At this level, even a dog with a sensitive nose would not easily detect your presence.
That day, Zhao Feng began to cultivate the "Hidden Qi Technique."
Although this auxiliary martial art was at the peak of the intermediate level, Zhao Feng found it incredibly easy to cultivate.
In just half a day, Zhao Feng cultivated the "Hidden Qi Technique" to the minor success stage, allowing him to conceal and control his martial arts internal energy.
This way, even true martial artists would find it difficult to detect that Zhao Feng had cultivated martial arts internal energy.
"According to the manual, this martial art is quite difficult to cultivate, and it takes at least several months to reach the minor success stage."
Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.
However, upon further thought, he realized that he had already mastered high-level martial arts like the "Piao Ling Du" and successfully gathered martial arts internal energy. Therefore, martial arts below the advanced level would naturally pose no difficulty for him.
Having cultivated the "Hidden Qi Technique" to the minor success stage, Zhao Feng could now go out in broad daylight.
The next few days were the registration period for the clan martial arts meeting.
"Xiao Feng, the 'Clan Martial Arts Meeting' registration has started. Don't miss the time."
Father Zhao Tianyang reminded him.
"Alright, I'll go right away."
Zhao Feng spoke with confidence and composure.
Zhao Tianyang nodded: "You have already advanced to the third level of martial arts. You should be able to make it into the top hundred among the clan's descendants, right?"
"Top hundred?"
Zhao Feng laughed and shook his head, feeling that his parents lacked confidence in him.
He was absolutely confident about the clan martial arts meeting. Even if he didn't win first place, he was sure he could at least make it into the top three.
After a while,
Zhao Feng arrived at the registration site for the clan martial arts meeting.
The clan martial arts meeting took place every three years, and registration typically began a month in advance.
When Zhao Feng arrived at the registration site, there were already many clan descendants queuing up to register.
"Have you heard? The rewards for this year's clan martial arts meeting are incredibly generous, far surpassing those of previous meetings."
One of the clan descendants said.
"Rewards? Tell us more! Brother, you're truly an inner-layer descendant."
A few people nearby showed interest, their gazes turning to the "inner-layer descendant."
Their conversation also caught Zhao Feng's attention.
He glanced over and saw that the inner-layer descendant had reached the peak of the third level of martial arts. Judging by his qi and blood strength and the aura he emitted, his strength was at least on par with Zhao Gan.
No wonder he was an inner