Chapter 48

The clash of strength against strength, no fancy techniques, only raw and brutal collisions.

Just one move, and the two were separated in victory and defeat.

Many geniuses in the arena looked on in shock, finding it hard to believe.

The one who was injured and defeated was Xin Tong!

Xin Tong was not comparable to Zhao Feng; his strength and reputation among the young generation in Yuyang City were quite significant. In the previous Genius Summit, he was second only to the four major geniuses.

In many people's minds, Xin Tong's body cultivation martial arts were incredibly powerful, ranking among the best of his generation.

But no one expected that in today's sparring, he would be defeated in one move, and even lose in terms of strength.

"I lost... If I'm not mistaken, you have cultivated the 'Iron Wall Technique' to at least the peak of the fourth level."

Xin Tong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He had identified the body cultivation martial arts that Zhao Feng had practiced.

The 'Iron Wall Technique' was more advanced than the 'Copper Skin Iron Body' he had cultivated, with higher difficulty and deeper principles.

In terms of power and grade, the 'Iron Wall Technique' was almost on par with top-tier martial arts. It was said to be a simplified version of the legendary 'Silver Wall Technique'.

"That's right."

Zhao Feng did not deny it.

His 'Iron Wall Technique' was not just at the peak of the fourth level; a few days ago, he had broken through to the fifth level!

"When did such a figure appear in Yuyang City!"

"His body cultivation surpasses Xin Tong; his physical defense is likely the best among the same generation in Yuyang City."

After defeating Xin Tong, Zhao Feng's reputation soared, sparking discussions among many young talents in the arena.

After the sparring, Zhao Feng did not continue and returned to the pavilion where the Zhao clan was located.

Zhao Han, Zhao Feng, and others all looked at him with surprise and caution.

Especially Zhao Han, who was shocked. Xin Tong, whom he could not defeat even after a hundred moves, was defeated by Zhao Feng in one move.

It seemed that after the family martial arts meeting, the gap between him and Zhao Feng was growing larger...

Of course, since Zhao Feng and Xin Tong were "clashing strength with strength" and decided the outcome in one move, it was considered normal.

Therefore, Zhao Linlong, the first person of the Zhao clan, only showed a slight surprise on his face, quickly returning to his usual expression.

One by one, the young geniuses took the stage at the Genius Summit.

After half a stick of incense had burned.

"Tsk tsk, it's my turn..."

A lazy youth walked out from the Zhao family, another one at the fifth level of martial arts!

This time, it was Zhao Feng who stepped forward.

In the clan rankings, Zhao Feng was even one step ahead of Zhao Feng, second only to Zhao Linlong.

Zhao Feng not only had high cultivation but also had excellent proficiency in various martial arts.

Upon entering the arena, he successively defeated a fifth-level martial artist from the Xin family and one from the Qiu family, displaying overwhelming strength.

Especially in the final moments, Zhao Feng unleashed a top-tier martial arts fist technique. Although his proficiency was not high, its power was astonishing.

Now, Zhao Feng's momentum even surpassed Zhao Feng's recent performance.

The only opponents left for him to challenge were the level of the four major geniuses.

Xin Wuheng, Qiu Mengyu, Qiu Changyi.

"Qiu Changyi, I lost to you a year ago, but I won't lose this time."

Zhao Feng was quite confident.

"Hehe, your improvement is indeed significant, but defeating me won't be easy."

Qiu Changyi, dressed as a scholar, was elegant and handsome, with a graceful demeanor.

In the center of the summit, the two figures intertwined.

Facing Zhao Feng, even one of the four major geniuses, "Qiu Changyi," had to take him seriously.

This was because Zhao Feng was strong in attack, defense, and speed, with no obvious weaknesses. He had also mastered a top-tier martial art, making him a tough opponent.

Qiu Changyi excelled in movement techniques and light body arts.

Swish, swish, swish!

In the night, a white-robed figure moved gracefully, like a flying feather, coming and going like the wind.

Flowing Feather Step! Flowing Feather Cloud!

Qiu Changyi's movement techniques and light body arts were of the same lineage, complementing each other and greatly increasing their power.

Especially his light body martial art "Flowing Feather Cloud," which he had cultivated to the peak of proficiency.

Among the young generation of the Zhao clan, only he had achieved this level of proficiency in a high-level light body martial art.

Zhao Qin said, "In terms of light body speed, Qiu Changyi is the best of his generation. In the previous Genius Summit, anyone who faced him found him difficult to deal with."

The two figures in the arena moved swiftly, intertwining.

Zhao Feng performed well in all aspects, so even though he was slightly inferior in speed, he could still maintain his composure after a hundred moves.

The two geniuses were evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.

One was calm and composed, the other graceful and free.

According to the rules of the summit, if a sparring match ended in a draw, the audience would decide the winner.

After some discussion, it was finally ruled that Qiu Changyi had a slight edge.

The reason was that Qiu Changyi had taken the initiative in the battle and had deeper internal strength.

Additionally, since the host was the Qiu family, this decision, though somewhat unfair, did not provoke much controversy.

After Qiu Changyi's victory, he did not stop. His gaze shifted and landed on Zhao Yufei with interest.

"Miss Yufei."

Qiu Changyi's eyes held a smile, not hiding his admiration and affection.

Frequently being with a beauty like Qiu Mengyu, he was naturally immune to ordinary beauties, but when he saw Zhao Yufei, his eyes lit up, and his heart could not remain calm.

If he missed such a girl, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

"Qiu Changyi, do you want to spar with me?"

Zhao Yufei smiled, showing no fear.

"No! The one I want to challenge is him!"

Qiu Changyi's gaze shifted to Zhao Feng beside her.

This turn of events left many in the arena puzzled.

Why me?

Although Zhao Feng was not afraid to face the challenge, he was also somewhat bewildered.

"I want to know what makes Brother Zhao different from others, to the point that a beauty like Miss Yufei would risk entering the Qiu family to secure an invitation for you."

Qiu Changyi's eyes were fixed on Zhao Feng.

He knew in his heart that Zhao Yufei might admire and like Zhao Feng.

To replace his position, he must defeat Zhao Feng.

"What! Yufei actually secured an invitation for him."

Zhao Linlong was shocked and his heart filled with jealousy.

He had to reassess Zhao Feng with a new perspective.

"Yufei, thank you."

Zhao Feng smiled at Zhao Yufei, showing his gratitude.

He finally understood how he had secured the invitation.

Given Zhao Linlong's usual "ignorance" of him, it was likely that he would not have had an invitation.

"We are good friends and good neighbors! If you want to thank me, defeat him."

Zhao Yufei smiled, like a lotus blooming after the rain, pure and white, with a hint of pink, her beauty even surpassing the first beauty of Yuyang, Qiu Mengyu.

"Alright, I'll do as I say."

Zhao Feng felt a warm current in his heart, burning faintly.

For no other reason, just because Zhao Yufei had disregarded her status to secure an invitation for him, he could not back down or lose.

"Good, Zhao Feng, I hope you don't disappoint the girl who supports you."

Qiu Changyi, graceful and elegant, felt a bit of envy and jealousy.

However, the one truly burning with jealousy was Zhao Linlong.

"Why... This branch family boy also dares to take my woman."

Zhao Linlong's expression was dark and gloomy in the night.

At this moment, the two figures in the arena moved swiftly, intertwining.

Qiu Changyi's movement was still graceful and fluid, like a white horse passing through a gap.

In his white robe, he was handsome and elegant, becoming a focus for some of the women in the audience.

However, his opponent's movement and speed were also impressive.

Drifting Wave Crossing! Subtle Step!

Zhao Feng used his light body martial arts and movement techniques.

These two martial arts were of the same lineage, with a deep connection.

To this day, Zhao Feng's "Drifting Wave Crossing" was still at a minor level, slightly better than before, but still some distance from the major level.

However, this light body martial art could not be measured by conventional standards, even surpassing top-tier martial arts.

In terms of speed, Zhao Feng's 70-80% performance was enough to match Qiu Changyi.

As for "Subtle Step," he had reached the major level, leaving Qiu Changyi helpless.

"How can this be... This guy's speed and movement are not inferior to mine."

Qiu Changyi was shocked, cold sweat trickling down his back.

For a long time, his speed and movement had been considered the best among the young generation in Yuyang City.

But today, there was someone who could match him.

In his strongest area, Qiu Changyi could not gain the upper hand.

However, Zhao Feng clearly had the upper hand in body cultivation and attack.

"Star Pointing Finger!"

Zhao Feng shouted, pointing with his finger, accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound of martial arts internal strength.

Swoosh!

That finger instantly condensed the martial arts internal strength into a single point, integrating his full body strength, leaving a faint green star in the air, moving at an astonishing speed.

Puff!

Qiu Changyi had no way to dodge, taking the hit, feeling a pain in his arm, and losing sensation in his entire arm.

Even a highly condensed internal strength entered his organs, almost making him spit blood.

Thud! Thud! Thud...

He retreated several steps before stabilizing.

"A top-tier finger technique? How can I lose..."

Qiu Changyi gritted his teeth, preparing to use his ultimate skill.

Slap!

A copper-like arm lightly tapped his shoulder.

What!

Qiu Changyi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

It turned out that during his moment of distraction, Zhao Feng found a weakness and, with an incredible angle and speed, used "Subtle Step" to move behind him.

"I lost?"

Qiu Changyi was dazed, still unable to believe it.

But that was the fact.

Zhao Feng's movement and speed were not inferior to his, his strength and attack were stable and superior, and he had even mastered the famous top-tier martial art, "Star Pointing Finger."

"Star Pointing Finger?"

Zhao Linlong's brow twitched.

"Star Pointing Finger" and the "Cloud Shuttle Finger" he practiced were both top-tier martial arts with powerful attack capabilities.

The clan head, Zhao Tiancang, had once told him, "The 'Cloud Shuttle Finger' I taught you is almost the strongest among the Zhao family's many ultimate techniques. If 'Star Pointing Finger' does not appear, no other top-tier martial arts can compete with you."

"Why didn't Father teach me 'Star Pointing Finger'?"

Zhao Linlong asked in confusion.

"'Star Pointing Finger' is extremely difficult to cultivate and very dangerous. A slight mistake could lead to self-injury. Moreover, even as the clan head, I cannot let you casually choose a top-tier martial art from the Black Tortoise Pavilion."

...

The scene from the past echoed in his mind.

"Fortunately, Zhao Feng's 'Star Pointing Finger' is only at the second level. If it were at the third level, it would be troublesome..."

Zhao Linlong breathed a slight sigh of relief.

From the scene just now, Zhao Feng's "Star Pointing Finger" did not seem to have reached the third level.