Chapter 9

"Go ahead."

Zhao Kun almost doubted his ears; was this still the Zhao Feng he remembered?

Eh!

The moment his gaze locked onto Zhao Feng, his expression changed slightly, then he sneered, "What are you saying? I see, you've broken through to the Second Level of Martial Arts... Hmph! If that's all you've got, you'll be begging for mercy today."

Zhao Feng's Second Level of Martial Arts cultivation only slightly surprised Zhao Kun, having no impact on his plans.

After all, Zhao Feng had just ascended to the Second Level not long ago, while he had been at it for one or two years, reaching the peak of the Second Level.

Moreover, advanced martial arts were his greatest reliance.

"Enough talk, I have limited time."

Zhao Feng said coldly.

"Brat! Don't be so arrogant!"

Zhao Kun flew into a rage. With a "whoosh," his limbs and body took on bizarre and intricate postures, like a venomous snake, leaping up to viciously bite Zhao Feng's lower body.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Kun activated the *Thirteen Transformations of the Venomous Snake*. His speed and explosive power far exceeded the last time.

"Zhao Kun must have cultivated the first three transformations of the *Thirteen Transformations of the Venomous Snake* to the minor accomplishment stage."

Zhao Yihan, who was in the archery field, showed a hint of surprise, slightly moved.

As a genius within the clan, she had been intensively cultivated by the family and naturally practiced advanced techniques.

The higher the level of the technique, the more difficult it was to cultivate.

Once an advanced martial art was cultivated to the minor accomplishment stage, it could surpass the major accomplishment stage of ordinary intermediate techniques.

"What incredible speed! The power has increased by at least half compared to before!"

Zhao Feng was also surprised by Zhao Kun's movements, but fortunately, his reaction was quick enough, and his left eye discerned Zhao Kun's attack trajectory.

"Raging Dragon Stirring the River!"

Zhao Feng roared, squatting down hard with both legs. Under the impetus of the *Qi Pushing Technique*, his internal qi and blood suddenly condensed in his arms, achieving the first enhancement.

Zhao Kun suddenly felt a surge of qi and blood from the other side, and his momentum increased.

What was even more astonishing was that when Zhao Feng executed "Raging Dragon Stirring the River," the qi and blood between his fists condensed and exploded again, achieving the second enhancement.

The third move of the *Raging Dragon Fist*—Raging Dragon Stirring the River!

In that instant, Zhao Feng seemed to transform into a raging dragon, his momentum as fierce as thunder, his fists becoming a blur, smashing down heavily.

Bang!

The first punch met with a hard impact, and Zhao Kun's body trembled, his qi and blood churning, almost spitting blood.

The *Thirteen Transformations of the Venomous Snake* he practiced emphasized flexibility and deviousness, not suited for direct, powerful confrontations.

Yet, Zhao Feng's fists seemed to know his attack trajectory, striking his weak points accurately.

Bang, bang, bang—

The shadow of the fists flickered, accompanied by violent tremors.

With the assistance of the *Qi Pushing Technique*, Zhao Feng brought the third move of the *Raging Dragon Fist*—Raging Dragon Stirring the River—to an astonishing level.

"Ah..."

Zhao Kun was slammed to the ground by the powerful and explosive force, kneeling on both knees, his arms numb, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"You lost."

Zhao Feng's breathing was slightly rapid as he stepped out of the combat circle.

During the fight, he activated his left eye, clearly grasping Zhao Kun's attack trajectory and seeing through the flaws in his techniques. Clearly, Zhao Kun's advanced technique was not yet fully refined.

What delighted Zhao Feng the most was that the power generated by the combination of the *Raging Dragon Fist* and the *Qi Pushing Technique* exceeded expectations, capable of challenging a general Third Level of Martial Arts.

"How is this possible... I practice advanced martial arts!"

Zhao Kun got up from the ground, roaring.

The entire process of their confrontation took no more than two breaths.

One move!

Zhao Kun was defeated!

In the archery field, the Zhao family disciples were dumbfounded.

Although it was a same-level battle, winning in one move was too exaggerated, especially since the defeated party practiced advanced techniques.

Watching Zhao Feng's departing back, Zhao Yihan murmured, "I know the *Raging Dragon Fist*, a well-known boxing technique within the clan, almost comparable to advanced martial arts, but very difficult to cultivate. He seems to have practiced another technique that complements the *Raging Dragon Fist*, almost doubling its power."

"Big Sister Yihan, Zhao Kun's cultivation is higher than Zhao Feng's, and he practices advanced martial arts. How could he lose?"

A girl beside her asked.

"Techniques are dead, but people are alive. Zhao Kun's *Thirteen Transformations of the Venomous Snake* is used very rigidly, and he has only learned three moves, far inferior to his brother 'Zhao Gan.' In terms of combat awareness, he is also inferior to Zhao Feng." Zhao Yihan paused, her beautiful eyes flashing, "Moreover, Zhao Feng has cultivated two near-advanced martial arts to the major accomplishment stage, and their combination makes his strength inherently surpass Zhao Kun's."

Hearing Zhao Yihan's analysis, the girl beside her exclaimed, "Zhao Feng is really that strong!"

"Hehe, I heard that Zhao Kun's brother 'Zhao Gan' is outstanding in the clan, ranking in the top five among the outer disciples. I wonder if he will seek revenge for his brother."

...

"Quite a bit of trouble!"

Zhao Feng shook his head, left the training ground, and came to a vast mountain forest orchard within the clan.

He came here to cultivate the most mysterious light body technique in his possession—*Drifting Lingdu*.

Among the over a hundred martial arts techniques Zhao Feng brought out from the Black Tortoise Pavilion, the *Drifting Lingdu* was undoubtedly the highest level, but it was only a fragment and extremely difficult to cultivate.

"The difficulty of cultivating *Drifting Lingdu* is at least two to three times that of peak intermediate techniques..."

Zhao Feng concluded after comparing.

Of course, this level of difficulty did not deter him.

In just two to three days, Zhao Feng initially comprehended the first quarter of the *Drifting Lingdu* fragment.

In total, it took him six days to initially master the first quarter of the *Drifting Lingdu* fragment, reaching the "initial accomplishment" stage.

Generally, the power enhancement of martial arts techniques is divided into four stages: initial accomplishment, minor accomplishment, major accomplishment, and peak.

The initial accomplishment stage is 30% mastery.

The minor accomplishment stage is 50% mastery.

The major accomplishment stage is 70% mastery.

The peak stage is over 90% mastery.

For example, Zhao Feng easily cultivated the *Raging Dragon Fist* to the major accomplishment stage.

However, the *Drifting Lingdu* only reached the initial accomplishment stage in the same time, and it was only the first quarter of the fragment.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng leaped, his body light as a flying swallow, floating in the air for four to five meters.

Whoosh! Whoosh! ...

His toes touched the branches of the trees, giving him a sense of gliding and soaring.

In an instant, Zhao Feng seemed to transform into a light swallow, darting and leaping through the forest.

"This *Drifting Lingdu* is already far superior to the major accomplishment stage of general intermediate light body techniques, even at the initial accomplishment stage."

Zhao Feng was delighted and exhilarated.

From this, it was evident that the *Drifting Lingdu* was definitely above the level of advanced martial arts.

In addition to cultivation, Zhao Feng did not forget to spend time slowly deciphering the remaining three-quarters of the *Drifting Lingdu* content.

However, fully deciphering the remaining content consumed a lot of Zhao Feng's mental energy.

Since leaving the Black Tortoise Pavilion, Zhao Feng spent time deciphering every day. By now, one-third of the remaining three-quarters of the vague content had been deciphered.

In other words, half of the entire *Drifting Lingdu* martial arts content could now be presented.

After the *Drifting Lingdu* reached the initial accomplishment stage, Zhao Feng did not focus too much energy on it and instead began to cultivate the *Raging Dragon Fist* and the *Qi Pushing Technique*.

He understood that even if the *Drifting Lingdu* was of a high level, it was still a light body technique and did not significantly promote cultivation.

Cultivating the *Drifting Lingdu*, a high-level martial art, made it easier and smoother for Zhao Feng to cultivate the *Raging Dragon Fist* and the *Qi Pushing Technique*.

In just two days,

The *Qi Pushing Technique* broke through to the third level!

The *Raging Dragon Fist* approached the peak stage!

At this moment, Zhao Feng closed his eyes, feeling the surging qi and blood within his body, his physical strength and energy far surpassing what it was when he first ascended to the Second Level.

In the left eye space, the pale green spiral vortex extended from two feet to two feet nine inches.

"It seems my martial arts realm has reached the peak of the Second Level, just one step away from breaking through to the Third Level."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement.

It should be noted that he had only been at the Second Level for half a month.

This speed was astonishing!

Of course, what surprised him the most was the breakthrough of the *Qi Pushing Technique* to the third level.

Because once the *Qi Pushing Technique* reached the third level, there was a chance to comprehend "Martial Arts Internal Energy," which was key to breaking through to the Fourth Level of Martial Arts and becoming a true martial artist.

Zhao Feng did not expect to break through to the third level of the *Qi Pushing Technique* so quickly.

This also made his qi and blood strength far surpass that of his peers at the Second Level, comparable to the Third Level.

In just half a month, Zhao Feng's strength had increased by one to two times.

All of this stemmed from the fusion with the mysterious eye half a month ago.

Zhao Feng was certain that his mediocre fate had quietly changed...

That night, Zhao Feng began to formulate his life plan.

The first goal was to win the clan martial arts meeting in one and a half months, a golden opportunity.

At that time, he would defeat Zhao Yijian with dignity and compete with the true geniuses within the clan and even in Yuyang City.

"The left eye's mutation has given me a powerful learning and comprehension ability. Now, the only difference between me and the clan's geniuses is... cultivation resources."

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered, his mind rapidly analyzing.

Since fusing with the left eye, his mental strength had greatly increased, making him calmer and more analytical than before.

The current issue was how to obtain cultivation resources?

Zhao Feng's current cultivation speed was fast, reaching the peak of the Second Level, but breaking through the bottleneck still faced significant resistance.

If there were sufficient cultivation resources, this resistance could be completely ignored.

"I've got it!"

Zhao Feng's mind flashed, and he quickly had an idea, a smile unconsciously appearing on his lips, confident and composed.