Chapter 62

The two geniuses met, and in the first strike, it was clear that Zhao Feng had the upper hand.

Even with a cultivation level lower than the first rank, he still gained a clear advantage, which truly shocked Zhao Tiancang and others.

"Zhao Feng has an advantage in body-strengthening martial arts. The 'Star Pointing Finger' is the best among top-level finger techniques, surpassing peers..."

Zhao Tiancang sighed softly, not hiding his surprise.

His voice was deliberately loud enough for Zhao Linlong to hear, to make him understand the gap.

Zhao Feng's 'Iron Wall Technique' had truly reached the fifth level, far beyond imagination. This was still with him holding back some strength, appearing to have only half a foot in the fifth level.

Moreover, the attack power of the 'Star Pointing Finger' indeed surpassed Zhao Linlong's 'Cloud Shuttle Finger.'

"I don't believe it!"

Zhao Linlong roared in his heart, his martial arts inner strength surging wildly, gathering at his fingertips, piercing and whistling like a cloud explosion, breathtaking.

In a brief moment, Zhao Linlong pushed his combat power to its peak.

If it were any other genius from Yuyang City, they probably couldn't withstand his sharp edge.

"Three Styles of Star Pointing!"

Zhao Feng's eyes shone fiercely, the green light traces at his fingertips becoming more concentrated, almost piercing through the air.

Swoosh—

His fingertips drew green light points in the air, like meteors flashing by, sharp whistles accompanied by occasional explosions.

Puff! Puff! Puff...

Zhao Feng's attacks, forming strange star point trajectories, repeatedly pushed back Zhao Linlong.

Wow!

On the eighth move, Zhao Linlong spat out a mouthful of blood, his face slightly pale.

From this situation, it was clear that Zhao Linlong could hardly last ten moves against Zhao Feng.

"This is a second Xin Wuheng."

Zhao Han and Zhao Feng were shocked, exchanging glances.

But then they remembered that at the Genius Summit, Zhao Feng and Xin Wuheng were originally evenly matched.

Even on the ninety-ninth move, Xin Wuheng mysteriously conceded.

From this, it was evident that Zhao Feng's strength was not inferior to Xin Wuheng, but rather superior.

"Wind Following Style!"

On the ninth move, Zhao Linlong's aura suddenly changed.

Puff—

His sleeves waved, generating a ring of air waves around him, the wind like waves crashing on the shore, a purple-green afterimage visible to the naked eye, striking Zhao Feng fiercely.

What kind of move is this!

Zhao Feng, Zhao Han, and others were startled, deeply feeling the change in that move.

Even Zhao Feng, who had been in the lead, felt a bit of pressure.

"Could this be a remnant of a holy-grade martial art?"

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised but quickly calmed down, the force of the 'Star Pointing Finger' concentrating to its peak.

One Star Pointing Finger!

That green finger trace whistled and exploded like thunder, like a star streaking across the sky, beautiful for a moment.

"What... he has mastered the One Star Pointing Finger!"

"The One Star Pointing Finger! This is the signature move of the 'Star Pointing Finger.' Mastering this move means he is not far from the fourth level."

Zhao Tiancang and the elders were speechless with shock.

For a long time,

The 'Star Pointing Finger' has been the most difficult to cultivate among the top-level martial arts of the Zhao clan, with unparalleled power, almost invincible at the same level.

In the past hundred years, more than one genius or clan elder has tried to cultivate the 'Star Pointing Finger.'

However, their results were the same: either their fingers were injured, or their progress was slow, and they eventually gave up.

Because this finger technique is not only difficult but also extremely dangerous.

An elder from the previous generation of the Zhao clan once said that the 'Star Pointing Finger' has the power comparable to a semi-holy-grade martial art, but it is too dangerous.

Yet, in this generation, a young man from a branch family successfully cultivated the 'Star Pointing Finger,' with the potential to reach the fourth level.

It happened so quickly.

Puff—

The One Star Pointing Finger pierced through the air, breaking through Zhao Linlong's 'Wind Change Style.'

Zhao Linlong's body trembled, his sleeve torn, his arm numb.

"You lose!"

Zhao Feng's finger touched the acupoint on his arm, making Zhao Linlong's half-body stiff and powerless.

The 'Star Pointing Finger' contains many profound techniques, including point striking and acupoint striking.

I lost?

Zhao Linlong's face was blank, his eyes unfocused.

He didn't expect to lose to Zhao Feng, but he never imagined the gap between them would be so large.

Thinking about how he used to ignore and look down on Zhao Feng, he found it laughable.

"Very good, your finger technique is already under perfect control."

Ye Lingyun smiled in approval.

After this battle, he was even more pleasantly surprised by Zhao Feng's performance.

Challenging a higher level, even in the county city, is extremely rare.

Moreover, Zhao Feng won so easily.

Zhao Tiancang and others exchanged glances, sighing inwardly.

They could see that Zhao Feng had held back with the 'One Star Pointing Finger'; otherwise, that finger would have at least crippled Zhao Linlong's arm.

A showdown between the peak geniuses of Yuyang City was over.

Ye Lingyun smiled at Zhao Feng, then glanced at Zhao Yufei, indicating his satisfaction.

This trip, although he missed the Xin family's genius, he found two geniuses in the Zhao clan, making it a successful journey.

Especially Zhao Feng, whose performance exceeded his expectations.

"You two, prepare for three days, then follow me to Guangling County City."

Ye Lingyun instructed.

Whoosh!

Ye Lingyun vanished like a shadow, disappearing from the entrance of the hall.

So fast!

Without activating his left eye, Zhao Feng couldn't even see his shadow.

If Ye Lingyun were to attack, the entire hall, including the clan head and three elders, would have no resistance.

"Is this the power of the ninth level of martial arts? How powerful would the 'Guangjun Marquis,' who is said to awe all directions, be?"

Zhao Feng's heart raced, and he took a deep breath.

In the hall, everyone dispersed.

"Clan head, I may need to return to Qingye Town for a few days."

Zhao Feng looked directly at Zhao Tiancang.

Now, the clan had placed him under house arrest, not allowing him to leave the Zhao clan.

"Go ahead."

As the clan head, Zhao Tiancang felt powerless.

These two words seemed to require all his strength.

Now, Zhao Feng was almost considered a member of the 'Guangling Prefecture,' and he wouldn't dare to make things difficult for him even if he had a hundred reasons.

"However, regarding Zhao Tianjian's death, I hope you can give an answer. From the way you used the 'One Star Pointing Finger,' you already have the ability to kill a martial artist of Zhao Tianjian's level alone."

Zhao Tiancang's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

At this moment,

He only wanted an answer from Zhao Feng.

Even if the final answer was that Zhao Feng colluded with the Qiu family, he would be helpless.

"Zhao Tianjian and the other were indeed killed by me, but it was not on the premise of colluding with the Qiu family."

Zhao Feng smiled calmly.

"Really you..."

Zhao Tiancang was shocked.

Before, they suspected but did not believe that Zhao Feng could defeat two sixth-level martial artists like Zhao Tianjian.

"Also, the one who truly colluded with the Qiu family is not me. If you want to know the answer, the clan head might want to investigate the background of Zhao Tianjian's lineage..."

Zhao Feng left the hall with these last words.

Could it be...

Zhao Tiancang seemed to understand.

On that day,

The Zhao clan's high-level members mobilized forces, using swift and decisive means to control the members of Zhao Tianjian's lineage, including Zhao Yijian.

Zhao Yijian himself did not know the details.

But in his lineage, evidence of communication with the Qiu family was indeed found.

The truth was finally revealed.

After this battle, the Qiu family's cancer in the Zhao clan was finally removed.

The Zhao clan's high-level members also realized the unfair treatment of Zhao Feng.

If it were any other time, it would be fine.

But today is different from the past.

Zhao Feng was chosen by the Guangling Prefecture, with immeasurable potential. His future success or failure would affect the honor and prosperity of the Zhao clan.

For this reason, the clan's high-level members awarded various rewards and improved his treatment.

The clan head and several elders entrusted Zhao Yusong to come and comfort Zhao Feng.

Now, the only person in the Zhao clan's high-level members that Zhao Feng trusted was Zhao Yusong.

"Ha ha ha, it's really satisfying. These old guys finally have a day of humiliation."

Zhao Yusong not only did not sympathize with the clan's high-level members but also mocked and ridiculed them.

Zhao Feng's previous unfair treatment also made Zhao Yusong uncomfortable.

Today, Zhao Feng's strong rise made him feel greatly relieved.

"By the way, the clan's high-level members have decided to open the third floor of the Xuanwu Pavilion for you to enter and comprehend."

Zhao Yusong brought another piece of news.

The third floor of the Xuanwu Pavilion?

Zhao Feng's lips curled into a smile.

This result was not unexpected.

The next day, Zhao Yusong, along with two other elders, opened the third floor of the Xuanwu Pavilion.

The third floor of the Xuanwu Pavilion is an extremely mysterious place.

A single elder cannot open the third floor.

The clan rules also stipulate that three elders must agree and work together to open the third floor of the Xuanwu Pavilion.

The third floor of the Xuanwu Pavilion has a dark green stone door.

The three martial arts masters jointly infused their martial arts inner strength into the dark green stone door.

Buzz—

The dark green stone door trembled, seemingly triggering some mechanism inside.

Then, the stone door opened.

Zhao Feng immediately stepped into the third floor, entering a spacious stone room.

On the stone walls around, some strange patterns were carved, vivid and lifelike, some incomplete, some blurry.

After the three martial arts masters infused their powerful inner strength, the patterns seemed to come to life, presenting a kind of illusory scene when focused upon.

Wind Following Style! Residual Wind Style! Whirlwind Style! Fierce Wind Style...

Each pattern had a name of a move.

But due to the long time, the scenes were not very clear.

Zhao Feng vaguely felt that the power of the martial arts masters was not enough to fully activate the illusory scenes on the stone wall patterns.

"This series of stone wall patterns should form a complete holy-grade martial art. However, the stone walls are blurry or incomplete, and the power of martial arts inner strength is not enough to fully activate the illusory moves."

Zhao Feng's left eye quickly scanned these patterns.

"Zhao Feng, we can only support you for thirty breaths. Whether you can gain any insight depends on your own fortune."

Zhao Yusong's voice came from outside the door.

Thirty breaths!

Zhao Feng's heart tightened, feeling a sense of urgency.

Whoosh!

In the next moment, his left eye was pushed to its limit, entering a super visual interface.

Under the fixed gaze of his left eye, the scenes on the stone wall became clearer and more complete.

"Capture!"

Zhao Feng softly uttered a word, and the illusory scene of a segment of the stone wall pattern was captured into the left eye space.

This represented a remnant of a holy-grade martial art.