Chapter 88

The news of Feng Yin Yue made Zhao Feng slightly anticipate.

Since joining Guang Jun Hou's disciples, there hadn't been much time to get to know and spar with his fellow disciples.

There were still two or three days before Nan Gong Fan's invitation.

Before that, Zhao Feng went to the Bao Xuan Hall.

In the Bao Xuan Hall, there was a place for collecting martial arts books called the "Library of Books," which included not only martial arts but also astronomy, geography, history, pharmacology, and many other categories.

Many of the books here, if placed in the outside world, would be long-lost classics that people dreamt of.

As a direct disciple of Guang Jun Hou, Zhao Feng could basically read all the contents in the Library of Books.

Zhao Feng came to the "Martial Arts Category," where the highest level of martial arts could reach the Semi-Saint level.

Semi-Saint level martial arts had significant restrictions for some martial arts masters, and without making significant contributions to Guang Ling Prefecture, one did not have the qualifications to study them.

However, Zhao Feng could freely read and reference these Semi-Saint level martial arts, though he could only take out ten books in total.

But Zhao Feng didn't need to take them out. He activated his left eye and quickly flipped through the Semi-Saint level martial arts that interested him.

So far, the main martial arts he practiced were mostly Semi-Saint level.

Even the lowest level "Pointing Star Finger" had a power not inferior to Semi-Saint level martial arts.

By referring to these Semi-Saint level martial arts, Zhao Feng found that the "Smokeless Step" and "Returning Origin Qi Technique" he obtained from San Wei and Bei Mo were both of high quality among Semi-Saint level martial arts.

Especially the "Returning Origin Qi Technique," its power and uniqueness almost rivaled Saint level martial arts.

Additionally, the "Drifting Lingdu" he practiced was also one of the best among Semi-Saint level martial arts.

"From this, it seems I don't need to choose new Semi-Saint level martial arts."

Zhao Feng came to this conclusion.

If he had to pick a weakness, it would only be the "Pointing Star Finger."

But this finger technique was at a high level of cultivation. If combined with the "Residual Wind Style," it would be even more powerful. Moreover, he was unwilling to spend too much energy on studying new offensive martial arts.

Zhao Feng preferred to focus more on comprehending the "Four Wind Styles," which were the four incomplete Saint level techniques in his left eye space: "Following Wind Style," "Whirling Wind Style," "Residual Wind Style," and "Fierce Wind Style."

By now, Zhao Feng had basically comprehended the "Following Wind Style" and started to try the next one, the "Whirling Wind Style."

Since the last time he saw Saint level martial arts in the Saint Level Building, Zhao Feng vaguely realized that the "Four Wind Styles" were not ordinary Saint level martial arts. Even as incomplete techniques, they had such profound depth.

In the left eye space, Zhao Feng could activate many memory scenes, including the Four Wind Styles and the Xuan Feng Palm.

When Zhao Feng comprehended, he found that the Xuan Feng Palm and the Four Wind Styles could corroborate each other and promote each other.

In the Martial Arts Category, Zhao Feng read a large number of martial arts secrets, absorbing all the ones he was interested in to enhance his martial arts theory.

After that.

Zhao Feng went to other categories in the Library of Books.

Among them, he was particularly interested in geography and history.

Due to his origin from a weak branch clan, Zhao Feng lacked a true understanding of the continent he was on.

The books on geography and history were mostly limited to the "Thirteen Nations Alliance of Heng Yun."

"Heng Yun Tian Lin is truly vast, encompassing the territories of thirteen nations..."

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

As the name suggests, the Thirteen Nations Alliance was an alliance of countries that joined together to resist external enemies.

What kind of enemy required the alliance of thirteen nations to resist?

Zhao Feng's breathing quickened as he continued to read about geography and history.

"For nearly a thousand years, the Thirteen Nations Alliance has been surviving in the gap between the 'Two Great Powers.' The two great powers, Tian Feng and Tie Long, are constantly at war, balancing each other. If either of the 'great powers' were to win, the Thirteen Nations Alliance would face the disaster of national extinction..."

Zhao Feng was astonished when he read this.

Long ago, while in Qing Ye Town, he always thought that Yu Yang City was very large, the county city was out of reach, and Xiang Yun Country was immensely vast.

But he never expected that the Thirteen Nations, including Xiang Yun Country, were merely surviving in the gap between the two great powers.

Once the balance between the two great powers was broken, the Thirteen Nations Alliance would have almost no ability to fight back.

"Hmm? Northern Continent?"

Zhao Feng noticed that the two great powers were just two of the many great powers in the "Northern Continent."

In the Library of Books, the geographical descriptions extended to the Northern Continent.

As for other regions of the Qing Hua Continent, they were only briefly mentioned.

In the following half day, Zhao Feng digested and learned about geography and history from the Library of Books, greatly broadening his horizons.

But for some reason, he always felt that the content mentioned in the Library of Books was just the tip of the iceberg of this world.

Three days passed in a flash.

On this morning, Feng Yin Yue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei came to Nan Gong Fan's residence.

Guang Jun Hou actually had over a dozen named disciples.

However, among those of the same age, there were only five or six, including Bei Mo, Nan Gong Fan, Feng Yin Yue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei.

In addition, there was a young man named "Yang Qingshan," about sixteen or seventeen years old, whose cultivation had reached the eighth level of martial arts.

"Ha ha! Junior Brother Nan Gong, why don't you quickly introduce me to these new junior brothers and sisters?"

Yang Qingshan had a loud and unrestrained voice and was very enthusiastic when he saw the new arrivals.

Nan Gong Fan felt a bit of a headache and introduced Zhao Feng and the others to Yang Qingshan one by one.

"Where is that Bei Mo kid? He's practicing the 'Ripple Great Technique,' hasn't he gone mad, ha ha ha..."

Yang Qingshan pursed his lips and laughed again.

Most of the fellow disciples of similar age had arrived, except for Bei Mo.

During this time, Yang Qingshan's mouth never stopped talking.

Nan Gong Fan also felt a bit helpless, but this Senior Brother Yang was as strong as or even stronger than himself.

"They're here!"

Yang Qingshan called out softly.

A stern young man walked into the courtyard, it was Bei Mo.

"Junior Brother Bei, you finally made it."

Nan Gong Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Bei Mo glanced at everyone indifferently, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to cultivate his internal skills.

Zhao Feng and the others looked at each other, but Nan Gong Fan and Yang Qingshan were used to it.

After all the fellow disciples gathered, they began to discuss and occasionally demonstrate and spar.

Most of the discussions were between Nan Gong Fan and Yang Qingshan.

Zhao Feng and the others occasionally joined in.

As for Bei Mo, he was like a block of wood, always in cultivation.

Soon, the fellow disciples began to spar.

"Which of the new junior brothers and sisters will play with me?"

Yang Qingshan had a smile on his face and was very enthusiastic.

"I'll do it!"

Feng Yin Yue stepped forward to face Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan actually suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the seventh level to spar with Feng Yin Yue.

The two figures moved and clashed in a small area in the courtyard.

Mountain Style!

Yang Qingshan suddenly used a move from a Saint level martial art, a palm strike that felt like a mountain pressing down, the surrounding air splitting apart like waves.

"Heaven Illusion Style!"

Feng Yin Yue used a partial Saint level technique, her movements like illusory moon shadows, overlapping, but under Yang Qingshan's pressure, her movements were strangely restricted.

After a dozen or twenty exchanges, Feng Yin Yue was panting heavily and drenched in sweat.

This was still under the condition that Yang Qingshan controlled his cultivation.

Next, Zhao Yufei stepped up to spar with Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan still suppressed his cultivation to match hers.

Zhao Yufei's performance exceeded expectations, her martial arts skills showing great potential under Yang Qingshan's pressure.

However, after a few dozen moves, Zhao Yufei also lost.

"This Yang Qingshan has practiced multiple Semi-Saint level martial arts, with higher cultivation and even seems to have complete Saint level techniques."

Zhao Feng observed very clearly during the sparring.

After Feng Yin Yue and Zhao Yufei lost, Yang Qingshan smiled and looked at Zhao Feng.

Is it my turn?

Zhao Feng stood up.

"Hehe, let me do it!"

Nan Gong Fan's lips curled into a sly smile, and he quickly replaced Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan was a bit puzzled, wondering why Nan Gong Fan specifically chose to spar with Zhao Feng.

He didn't refuse and let Nan Gong Fan take his place.

Zhao Feng's heart tightened. He knew that his words when leaving the Spirit Martial Hall last time had slightly offended Nan Gong Fan, making the other person somewhat unhappy.

"Junior Brother Zhao Feng, feel free to attack. I will control my cultivation to the seventh level, matching yours."

Nan Gong Fan smiled and spoke in a teaching tone.

Swish!

Zhao Feng didn't waste words, his body flickered, and he silently appeared behind Nan Gong Fan.

The whole process was almost silent, and those with slower reactions didn't even see Zhao Feng's shadow.

So fast!

Feng Yin Yue and Zhao Yufei were slightly moved.

Zhao Feng used the Semi-Saint level martial art "Smokeless Step," which was silent and unpredictable.

Pointing Star Finger!

Zhao Feng instantly pushed his "Pointing Star Finger" to the peak of the fourth level, the finger force shooting out, leaving a green starlight trail, pointing at Nan Gong Fan's body.

"Your level is not bad!"

Nan Gong Fan smiled calmly, his sleeve lightly flicked, turning into an invisible wave of wind, "Puff," sweeping away Zhao Feng's finger force.

So easily!

Zhao Feng's heart grew heavy. The other person must have practiced a Saint level internal skill, extinguishing his concentrated "Pointing Star Finger" with a simple gesture.

After the attack was broken, Nan Gong Fan's palm lightly tapped, white waves of qi swirling, layer by layer, surging towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng tried to dodge but felt a mysterious suction force restraining him.

Nan Gong Fan, standing at the center, was like a vortex, absorbing dust and withered leaves from all around, his presence formidable.

"Tsk tsk, Junior Brother Nan Gong's 'Vortex Divine Skill' has grown even stronger."

Yang Qingshan laughed.

Pointing Star Finger!

Zhao Feng did not retreat but advanced, using the suction force to activate the signature move of the "Pointing Star Finger."

Whoosh! Puff! Puff...

During the attack, Zhao Feng's finger continuously pointed, like twinkling stars, unceasingly appearing and disappearing.

Some of the finger forces broke through the air, like meteors, beautiful and moving.

"Your attack is decent, but it's not very useful against me."

Nan Gong Fan smiled calmly, standing still, his hands continuously