"It's Zhao. I guarantee it's true."

Zhao Feng refused to give in and faced Zhao Qian face to face. The energy and blood power belonging to the third level of martial arts faintly felt a hint of oppression.

This situation caught the eyes of some members of the clan and was quite a surprise.

"When did Zhao Feng get promoted to the third level?"

Only then did Zhao Kun and others discover the changes in Zhao Feng's cultivation.

Zhao Xue, who was standing next to Zhao Yijian, opened her mouth slightly with surprise on her face.

"Hmph! They are just using foreign objects to forcibly break through the realm. Such people are vulnerable to actual combat abilities."

Zhao Yijian said with slight disdain.

"maybe."

Zhao Xue was slightly relieved.

"Zhao Feng, you are very courageous. You are stronger than I thought. No wonder you were able to beat my little brother so hard that he couldn't even grasp what he was doing."

With a look of appreciation on his face, Zhao Qian walked two or three feet away and paused.

"Thank you for the compliment, do you want to avenge your brother?"

Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

"yes!"

Zhao Qian said crisply and with an indifferent expression: "Although my brother is not good at academics, makes trouble for nothing, and is a waste..."

As soon as he said this, Zhao Kun, who was not far away, looked extremely ugly.

This brother of his is cold, straightforward and shows no face to others.

Zhao Qian continued: "You are younger than me and have just broken through to the third level of martial arts. I, Zhao Qian, do not bully others. If you can get past ten moves from me, this matter will be over."

"good."

Zhao Feng was a little surprised and nodded in agreement.

Zhao Qian's elder brother is not as domineering as imagined, and has a very different personality from his younger brother Zhao Kun.

The two walked to an open space on the martial arts field and faced off from a distance.

"here we go……"

The aura on Zhao Qian's body suddenly became cold, and his body and limbs were twisting and squatting with weird and feminine movements, like a coiling poisonous snake.

Thirteen transformations of the poisonous snake!

Some of the clan members on the field could see the origin of the move.

As an opponent, Zhao Feng felt an inexplicable chill.

He was also practicing "The Thirteen Transformations of the Poisonous Snake", but Zhao Qian was able to bring greater pressure and threats to him.

"The second transformation of the viper!"

Zhao Qian's half-crouched figure looked like a snake shadow, sweeping towards Zhao Feng's head like lightning.

Zhao Feng felt a cold howl of wind approaching his head. The opponent's sudden burst of speed and power was one or two times stronger than that of Zhao Kun.

Fortunately, his left eye clearly captured Zhao Qian's movements and he quickly intercepted them with a punch.

Bang bang!

Zhao Feng succeeded in shaking Zhao Qian away with a punch, but he felt that the opponent's body was spinning limply on the ground, and then wrapped around his lower body at an alarming speed.

"So difficult to deal with! You are worthy of being among the top five in the family!"

Zhao Feng was moved by it, feeling that the other party had truly mastered the essence and charm of "The Thirteen Transformations of the Viper".

He even had the illusion that he was not dealing with a person, but a cunning and vicious snake.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Zhao Feng took a breath and concentrated, with a solemn expression on his face, and confronted Zhao Qian.

In a short period of time, Zhao Feng was almost passive.

"I won't use my left eye ability for the time being, and let's see how far it goes."

Zhao Feng felt very calm.

Once his left eye ability is activated, his reflexes and insight will greatly increase, and fighting against the same level will not be much of a challenge.

Of course, even if he cannot use his left eye, Zhao Feng's reaction and insight are still better than those of martial arts of the same level.

In the first few moves, Zhao Feng was completely passive.

In the next few moves, he relied on his own consciousness and the experience and intuition of a warrior to fight against Zhao Qian, and he did not fall behind.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Two figures fought together on the martial arts field.

The two of them were fighting almost hand-to-hand, and their movements were extremely fast, which looked extremely thrilling.

"Zhao Feng's strength is stronger than imagined."

"Already five moves..."

Some of the Zhao clan disciples felt incredible.

"His progress is so fast!"

Zhao Xue's breathing was slightly rapid.

Not far away, Zhao Kun also had sweat on his forehead.

He expected that with his brother's strength, he would be able to defeat Zhao Feng in three or two moves, but he didn't expect that the latter would make such great progress.

Soon it’s time to move to the sixth move!

Seeing that Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun were almost tied.

"The fourth transformation of the viper!"

Zhao Kun's movements became more feminine, his limbs and body were like sponges, rolling, bouncing, and entangled around Zhao Feng. Every time an attack failed, he could quickly change his moves.

Starting from the fourth change, the power of Zhao Kun's moves has greatly increased, making him more difficult to fight.

Zhao Feng's pressure increased greatly. He only remembered the previous Zhao Kun, who had only practiced the first three changes of "The Thirteen Changes of the Viper".

And Zhao Qian actually mastered the first seven changes of the poisonous snake.

"Thirteen Transformations of Viper" Each time you go to the next transformation, the power and difficulty will increase.

Zhao Feng felt that the other party's body seemed to have no bones, getting closer and closer to him, becoming more and more difficult to deal with...

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng subconsciously used "Piao Ling Ferry", his speed suddenly increased, and he distanced himself from Zhao Qian.

Close combat is the forte of "The Thirteen Transformations of the Viper", and he found it difficult to practice the intermediate skill "Raging Dragon Fist".

steaming!

Zhao Feng's unparalleled speed and movement skills shuttled around Zhao Kun, always slightly outperforming the latter in speed and widening the distance.

The eighth move, the ninth move...the tenth move!

The two figures separated immediately, and some of the family members watching the battle on both sides had the illusion that they could not breathe.

"you win."

Zhao Qian took a deep look at Zhao Feng, showed a hint of helplessness, turned around and left, leaving behind a group of Zhao clan disciples who were stunned and stunned.

"Concession."

Zhao Feng was unfazed by the favor and humiliation and smiled lightly.

He did not use all his strength in this battle.

For example, Zhao Feng did not deliberately activate his left eye ability and did not use "Piao Ling Du" and "Pushing Qi Jue" to the limit.

He does this for two purposes.

First, keep some strength cards before the family martial arts meeting.

Secondly, he wanted to try and see how his combat power would be without deliberately using his left eye.

The final result was also obvious. With their strength limited, Zhao Feng and Zhao Qian ended in a draw.

Of course, Zhao Feng was not sure whether Zhao Qian had any intention to hold back. After all, the two of them only fought ten moves.

"When did he become so strong..."

Some of the children of the Zhao clan who were familiar with Zhao Feng and who had ridiculed and ridiculed him in the past were dumbfounded and looked downcast.

Zhao Kun even opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

"Brother, even if I can't defeat him with ten moves, you still have to teach him a lesson for me."
To be continued...