Chapter 61

Not bad.

Just at first glance, Master Ye gave Zhao Feng a good evaluation, and a hint of anticipation and interest appeared on his face, which had remained unchanged for a thousand years.

What's the basis for this!

Zhao Linlong's anger surged in his chest, hard to suppress.

His cultivation was superior, and he had worked tirelessly, but only received a casual "average" from the other party.

And Zhao Feng, who had done nothing, received a good evaluation from Master Ye at first glance.

"Zhao Feng! This is Master Ye from Guangling County, representing Guangling Prefecture to select a genius from our Zhao clan. You should perform well; this is your chance to 'redeem yourself through meritorious service.'"

Clan head Zhao Tiancang forced a smile on his face, but his voice was somewhat stiff.

Redeem himself through meritorious service?

Zhao Feng sneered inwardly but was too lazy to explain.

"Meeting Master Ye."

Zhao Feng bowed respectfully.

"Hmm."

Master Ye nodded, signaling him to demonstrate.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire audience, Zhao Feng took a deep breath and calmed his mind.

Under the gaze of a ninth-rank martial arts master and the opportunity to change his fate, Zhao Feng quickly regained his composure.

Such a state of mind far exceeded that of ordinary teenagers, something neither Zhao Linlong nor Zhao Yufei could achieve.

Even Zhao Feng himself didn't realize that a strange aura was emanating from his left eye, seeping into his entire body.

At critical moments, he could always quickly stabilize his mind.

A rare hint of surprise appeared in Master Ye's eyes, and he vaguely sensed that the young man before him was extraordinary.

Flame Steel Fist!

Zhao Feng threw a simple punch, the one he was most familiar with.

Basic fist technique?

The elders and talented disciples on the scene were somewhat taken aback.

Zhao Feng's basic fist technique had long reached the super-perfect realm, with the momentum of a fiery explosion and a sense of fluidity, completely transcending the original constraints of the technique.

"Not bad."

Master Ye nodded again.

Zhao Feng continued to punch, and without realizing it, he infused some of his insights into the grand momentum.

In recent days, he had fully absorbed the grand momentum of Xin Wuheng and the rudimentary secrets of the young girl's techniques.

Of course, this time, he held back, only exerting about three or four tenths of his strength.

Whoosh~

Zhao Feng's simple and unadorned punch was like a fierce and explosive fireball, with the roar of a fiery dragon inside.

At the moment the punch was thrown, it followed a wondrous trajectory, fully unleashing his entire body's strength.

Under direct observation, the punch was filled with a strong visual impact.

It was as if a certain elevation and deeper layer of meaning had been bestowed upon a simple punch.

"Being able to cultivate a basic fist technique to this level is indeed commendable."

Several elders nodded in agreement.

Of course, they didn't take it too seriously.

No matter how special, it was still a basic fist technique, incomparable to top-tier martial arts.

Zhao Linlong's eyes also showed a hint of disdain.

"Good!"

A clear and surprised voice echoed throughout the grand hall.

A hint of joy appeared in Master Ye's eyes.

The voice of approval came from him.

Good?

Zhao Tiancang, Zhao Linlong, and others nearly choked.

Their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.

The previous evaluations by Master Ye had made them realize that getting a good evaluation was as difficult as climbing to the heavens.

"Basic fist technique... How is this possible!"

Zhao Linlong almost burst out on the spot.

At their level, they couldn't see what Zhao Feng had infused into his fist technique.

"Ha ha ha... It seems the genius I'm looking for is you."

Master Ye laughed heartily, his mood unprecedentedly uplifted.

"Thank you for your favor, Master."

Zhao Feng was somewhat taken aback.

He hadn't intended to impress the other party with a basic fist technique.

Originally, he had planned to start with the lowest basic fist technique, then demonstrate the "Angry Dragon Fist," and finally the "Pointing Star Finger."

But when he performed the basic fist technique, the profound and mysterious momentum he had grasped could be more naturally integrated.

"In my eyes, you are the true genius."

Master Ye smiled and walked down from his seat.

You are the true genius!

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Linlong's face turned extremely dark.

Why!

He roared inwardly with frustration.

How could he be convinced that Zhao Feng, with just a basic fist technique, could surpass his evaluation?

"My name is Ye Lingyun, and perhaps we will become friends in the future."

Master Ye smiled warmly and was exceptionally courteous to Zhao Feng.

This scene left Zhao Tiancang and others dumbfounded.

How could a high-ranking ninth-rank master lower himself to be friends with a young boy?

Even Zhao Feng himself was greatly puzzled.

The only reason he could think of was the unique momentum and secrets similar to those of Xin Wuheng and the young girl.

He was certain that if Xin Wuheng hadn't vanished, he would also have caught Master Ye's eye.

"Senior Ye, this is too much honor for me..."

Zhao Feng was somewhat uneasy.

He didn't dare to truly consider Ye Lingyun as a peer.

It was like an ant trying to be friends with an elephant.

"Ha ha, Zhao Feng, you are too modest. One day, you will understand that you absolutely have the qualifications."

Ye Lingyun smiled and shook his head.

At this moment, he showed no airs in front of Zhao Feng.

This unusual and bizarre scene left Zhao Tiancang, Zhao Linlong, and others puzzled and suspicious.

Especially Zhao Linlong, who was very不服气 (unwilling to accept it) and felt very不甘 (unwilling to give in).

Only Zhao Yufei smiled and was happy for Zhao Feng, without asking why.

"Zhao Feng, are you willing to join 'Guangling Prefecture'?"

Ye Lingyun asked.

Willing or not?

At this moment, everyone in the grand hall held their breath.

Willing or not, isn't that a given?

Moreover, Ye Lingyun's attitude was too courteous, even seeking Zhao Feng's opinion.

Zhao Feng pondered for a moment and replied, "I originally wanted to leave Yuyang City and see the wider world, so I am willing."

Joining Guangling Prefecture did not conflict with his goals.

Guangling County was much larger and of a higher grade than Yuyang City, offering a broader stage for the Zhao clan.

"Good, as long as you work hard, after some time, you might have the opportunity to receive personal guidance from Lord Guangjun."

Ye Lingyun smiled and nodded.

Lord Guangjun?

Zhao Feng was startled and quickly thanked him.

Although he was in the Zhao clan in Yuyang City, he knew a little about the legend of Lord Guangjun.

Lord Guangjun was the supreme ruler of a region spanning over ten thousand miles, with martial prowess reaching the pinnacle, almost an invincible myth.

Including Yuyang City and the Zhao clan, they were all under his jurisdiction.

Such a great figure, the Zhao clan's upper echelons didn't even have the qualifications to curry favor with.

At this moment, Zhao Feng felt the envious gazes of Zhao Linlong, Zhao Han, and others.

Being able to join Guangling Prefecture and even have the chance to receive guidance from Lord Guangjun was an extraordinary opportunity.

Once he took this step, it was certain that Zhao Feng would have successfully leaped from a carp to a dragon, soaring to new heights and entering a new level.

How could Zhao Linlong and others not be envious?

Zhao Han and Zhao Feng knew the gap between them and Zhao Feng.

On that day, Zhao Feng's performance at the genius summit was witnessed by all.

Therefore, they didn't even have the qualifications to compete.

But there was one exception on the scene.

That was Zhao Linlong!

Zhao Linlong was extremely unwilling, his jealousy suppressed, and his anger raging.

Why! Why!

In terms of cultivation, he was the first among the same generation in Yuyang City.

In terms of martial arts, he had touched the surface of a holy realm martial art.

Even if there was a gap, he was unwilling to be overshadowed by Zhao Feng's simple basic fist technique.

"I don't accept it!"

The anger in Zhao Linlong's heart, like a flood breaking through a dam, finally erupted.

Instantly, the grand hall fell into a dead silence.

"Linlong! No!"

Zhao Tiancang and others shouted to stop him.

Although they were puzzled by Ye Lingyun's choice, he was after all the representative of Guangling Prefecture, and possibly represented the will of "Lord Guangjun."

"Why don't you accept it?"

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Ye Lingyun's mouth.

"Give me a chance to prove with my strength that I am stronger. Isn't the principle of 'the strong rule' the ultimate truth in this world?"

Zhao Linlong's gaze was fierce, staring at Zhao Feng, and his sixth-rank martial arts aura erupted.

If it were a general fifth or fourth-rank martial artist, they would have been intimidated.

But Zhao Feng was unaffected, and even with his cultivation held back, he was not afraid of Zhao Linlong.

"Excellent! I will give you a chance. If you can defeat Zhao Feng, you will also have the qualifications to enter Guangling Prefecture."

Ye Lingyun laughed in surprise.

Then, he said to Zhao Feng, "I just saw you perform a basic fist technique. Now, I can also see your higher-level martial arts."

"Yes, Senior."

Zhao Feng nodded.

In the grand hall.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Linlong faced each other from a distance.

Strangely, since joining the Zhao clan, Zhao Feng had never sparred with the original top genius of the clan.

This was their first direct encounter.

"Zhao Feng! I will prove with my strength who is more qualified to enter Guangling Prefecture."

Zhao Linlong's entire body burned with qi and blood, his spirit and energy unprecedentedly strong, his golden robe fluttering, and his martial arts inner strength repelling the surrounding air.

Facing this battle, the several talented Zhao clan members were filled with anticipation.

The two opponents were the current top genius of the Zhao clan and the past top genius of the Zhao clan.

One was the top genius of the same generation in Yuyang City.

The other was the one with the highest cultivation in the same generation in Yuyang City.

Their first encounter, first sparring, and direct confrontation.

Cloud Shuttle Finger!

Zhao Linlong shouted and pointed, a purple-blue aura flashing, with a momentum that shook the clouds and winds.

At the same time, he used the "Shadow Step" technique, his steps and speed incredibly fast, leaving ghostly afterimages on the ground and approaching Zhao Feng in the blink of an eye.

Pointing Star Finger!

Zhao Feng condensed a green light at his fingertips, like a starlight point, meeting Zhao Linlong's Cloud Shuttle Finger head-on.

Puff!

The two top-level finger techniques met, causing a powerful airflow and wind, making their robes and hair flutter.

Thud! Thud! Thud...

Both retreated simultaneously.

Zhao Linlong took a few steps back, his qi and blood surging, his internal organs feeling uncomfortable, almost to the point of spitting blood.

At the same time, the finger that had clashed with Zhao Feng's was slightly painful and numb.

Zhao Feng lightly retreated a few steps, stabilizing his stance, appearing calm and composed.

This scene left Zhao Tiancang and others greatly surprised.

"Pointing Star Finger!"

"Breaking through to the third level of Pointing Star Finger at such a young age, how is this possible!"

The elders naturally understood the formidable power of the "Pointing Star Finger."

Among the top martial arts stored in the Zhao clan's Black Tortoise Pavilion, the "Pointing Star Finger" was the most powerful in its class.

Such an overwhelmingly powerful top-level finger technique, the clan's upper echelons had also considered cultivating, but all encountered obstacles and eventually gave up.