The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

Chapter 19 – Start Martial Contest

“Ninety-nine?”

Zhao Feng's lips curved into a smile, “I'm getting excited for this contest ...”.

Those who could rank in the top hundred were all considered talented in the sect.

After all, there were over thousands of young men between twelve and eighteen in the sect. And at least five hundred of them had entered the competition.

If Zhao Feng did not join those mysterious eyes, he would not even have the right to enter right now.

“There are still twenty days left. I need to use my time wisely .... ”Zhao Feng went straight home to prepare for the competition.

The time for the family contest is getting closer.

All of the Zhao sect youths were under a tense atmosphere…. Many disciples even broke through under this pressure …………

This was the result desired by the higher levels of the Zhao sect.

After Zhao Feng returned home, apart from consolidating his Inner Strength, he continued to train in the Fist of the Enraged Dragon. As of now Angry Dragon Fist was Zhao Fengs strongest attack skill.

Half a month ago, he had trained the Angry Dragon Fist to a high level. ”

Now, his Angry Dragon Skill had reached the peak level. ”

The peak rate represented ninety percent or higher of his maximum damage, which was over fifty percent stronger than at the high level. Up until now Zhao Feng had never heard of any other outer disciples who had trained middle rank skills to the peak level.

There was still half a month left for the contest.

Zhao Feng gave more energy to cultivate. Its main focus is the Air Crossing Breathing Technique as it helps Inner Strength. In order to advance his cultivation, Zhao Feng even used his three hundred year old blood plant.

Since he had already formed the first few threads of Inner Strength, his cultivation had increased at an insane speed and had easily broken through to the peak of the third rank. He had only stayed half a step away from entering the fourth rank.

Hu ~

Zhao Feng let out a long breath. He trained his body to the maximum.

“There are still three days left. I wonder if I can reach fourth place. ” Zhao Feng muttered.

Being the most favored genius of the Zhao sect, Zhao Linlong had apparently reached the fourth rank two years ago.

Over the next two days, Zhao Feng tried to reach the fourth rank but failed in both of his attempts. This was in line with his expectations.

“My inner strength and my body strength are still far away to reach the fourth rank.” Zhao Feng immediately found the reason. The first three tiers of the Martial Path spoke of a solid foundation. If the foundation is not solid, it will affect nature later on.

And for the past two months Zhao Feng had broken through with extreme speed, which made his foundation not sturdy enough. Zhao Feng knew this and did not try forcibly to reach the fourth rank.

Soon there'll be only one more day.

“Family landing contest will start tomorrow!” Zhao Feng took a deep breath and a faint green light appeared as he opened his palm. Having inner strength, he could instantly kill a third rank cultivator. Now, his strength was no longer a pseudo-martial artist. It was a half-step martial artist!

A pseudo-martial artist could easily defeat a normal third rank in one or two moves and would even cause a number of threats to deadly beasts like the Green-Headed Tiger King. However, once one reached the point of a half-step martial artist, his strength exceeded that of a pseudo-martial artist.

Zhao Feng could now even exchange a few blows with the Green-Headed Tiger King. The biggest difference between him and the martial artist was not inner strength, but rather body strength.

That night, in a certain garden in the Zhao sect.

Jiang!

A sword was pulled from its sheath and created an illusion in the air. The owner of the sword was a purple-clothed young man. His sword force had reached a frightening level.

His casual attacks could be compared to Xin Fei's Cracked Wind Sword, which could kill third rank cultivators in a single move.

“Yijian’er, passable! You have trained a high-level skill of the Cold Flowing Sword to a high level. Of the outer disciples, maybe only you have trained a high-level martial art to a high level. ” A middle-aged man said with a smile.

The purple-clothed youth was Zhao Yijian who was ranked third among the outer disciples.

“It looks like the first place among the outer disciples will soon change. And Zhao Feng, that insect, will be crushed under my feet! ” Zhao Yijian said coldly.

When he mentioned Zhao Feng, his sword suddenly unleashed five different blows. The power he used would even shock a true martial artist.

“Yijian’er, your vision is limited. Don't just think about the outer disciples. ” The middle-aged man shook his head, “Your true opponents are inner disciples! With your strength, you can easily enter the top twenty, but you will make me blush if you can reach the top ten. ”

“Yes, Dad! I'm seventy percent sure I can make the top ten. ” Zhao Yijian is very confident when saying this.

…….

“Yufei, the preliminary round will start tomorrow. How sure are you? ” One-armed old man said with a smile.

“Don't worry grandpa, I have full confidence that no one among the outer disciples matches me.” Zhao Yufei's face emitted a warm glow as he smiled.

“You only need to worry about Zhao Yijian. As for Zhao Yue, her skills are defense so she shouldn't be able to threaten you. ” One-armed parents analyze.

“Zhao Yijian? Maybe.” Zhao Yufei felt incredible.

Being one of the sect geniuses, no one could enter his eyes. However, he did not know why the young man kept appearing in his mind… ..

That person was not even ranked in the top ten among the outer disciples ……

“Also, if you enter the final and meet Zhao Linlong, who ranked first, don't be stubborn. After all, he was the most powerful among the Zhao sect youths. ” The old man warned.

………

At the same time, in an incredible structure.

“Gan’er, Kun’er, you two should perform well in this year's contest. Especially you Gan’er. Your strength has reached a pseudo martial artist. With that, you should target the top ten. ” Arrogant voice sounded.

“Yes dad! With my strength, even Zhao Yue, who was ranked first among the outer disciples, was no match for me. ” Zhao Gan said casually.

Zhao Kun, who was beside him said, “Zhao Feng! I have reached the third rank now and have trained the Thirteen Poisonous Snake Changes to the first six changes. I will beat you in this contest! ”

Even some elders had already anticipated this contest.

Countless Zhao sect disciples rubbed their palms together for tomorrow's fight. Everyone is waiting for an opportunity to change their destiny ………

………

The next morning.

As the sky turned bright, many people appeared as they gathered at “Sky Martial Field”, an important area of the sect. Many of those who arrived were Zhao sect disciples, and some of them had medium or high positions in the sect.

The top three outer disciples Zhao Yijian, Zhao Yue and Zhao Yufei had also arrived.

Even Zhao Feng was here.

This was his first time entering the Sky Martial Field.

Sky Martial Field had ten stages, all of them had a surface area of a hundred meters. As time passed the disciples who came increased. However, most of them were outer disciples. Not many inner disciples appeared.

Zhao Feng did not find it strange because first there would be a prelude. The first preparation begins with the outer disciples. Fifty outer disciples would then face off against another fifty inner disciples. The point was to eliminate the weak outer disciples, leaving only the elites behind.

This meant that inner disciples did not need to enter the preliminary round. They only had to wait for the last tournament half a month later. ”

Finally, about twenty inner disciples appeared. These inner disciples looked attractive as they looked towards the outer disciples.

“Hehehe. I wonder how many inner disciples will be eliminated. ”

“I think only the top three have a chance to become inner disciples.” Inner disciple discussing.

“See! Zhao Qin, who was ranked fourth among the inner disciples, was here! ”

The crowd became silent.

He was one of the main focuses of the inner disciple. He had a clear face and a quiet attitude. As Zhao Feng examined the girl with his left eye, he discovered that the girl had weaker inner strength of her own!

“Self-Defense Artists … .. This Zhao Qin has reached the fourth rank of the Martial Path!” Zhao Feng took a cold breath. Although he knew that the inner disciple had extraordinary talent, it was higher than he expected.

If Zhao Qin, who was ranked fourth, already had fourth rank cultivation, then how strong was Zhao Linlong, who was ranked first?

“I heard that Zhao Qin's strength was only weaker than the strength of Zhao Linlong, Zhao Han and Zhao Chi, and it was one step below the four great geniuses of Sun Feather City.”

“First place Zhao Linlong, second place Zhao Chi, third place Zhao Han .... none of them are here!”

Zhao Yue, the first in the outer disciples, her expression turned ugly. It was clear that none of them felt it appropriate to watch the match of the outer disciples

Their strength and rank had reached an unshakable step. Perhaps, they would only be seen in the final tournament.

Half an hour later, a voice rang out across the field, “Contes family sparring starts now! Today was preparation and only outer disciples would participate. Only fifty out of five hundred twenty-two people would proceed to the final tournament! ”