On the challenge stage.

Two genius disciples at the warrior level faced each other from afar.

On one side is Zhao Feng, the recently rising "dark horse" who has swept the outer ranks; on the other side is Zhao Han, one of the most powerful geniuses on the inner ranks.

The place gradually became quiet.

Regarding this battle, everyone felt that there was not much suspense, but they were still very interested.

Phew~

There was a chill on Zhao Han's face, and the surging martial arts energy in his body was about to move, exuding a strange cold oppression, and an invisible cold wind was generated all around.

Just a few feet away, Zhao Feng felt a chill enveloping him and his body felt chilly.

This is not an illusion, but a real coldness, caused by the particularly powerful martial arts inner strength in Zhao Han's body.

"The inner strength of martial arts is so strong, and it also contains special attributes. It is stronger than some fifth-level peaks."

Some senior members of the Zhao family lost their voices.

indeed.

The inner strength of martial arts in Zhao Han is so amazing.

That day, Zhao Han fought against "Xin Tong", the third-ranked member of the Xin family, and relied on this huge advantage to win with just one move.

At that time, Zhao Han's strength penetrated deep into his soul.

To this day, Zhao Han's control over the violent inner energy in his body is far better than last time, and the aura on his body has become even more terrifying.

"Zhao Han, this kid, had an encounter a few months ago and absorbed the power from a mysterious ice crystal fragment, which allowed him to achieve a breakthrough in martial arts."

An old senior man explained with a smile.

"I see, but opportunity is something that cannot be forced."

The senior elders nodded suddenly.

Qinghua Continent is vast and boundless, lasting for eternity, leaving countless suspense and historical sites. The creatures living on this continent are many who have adventures, soaring in one day, and carp leaping over the dragon's gate.

Undoubtedly, Zhao Han is such a lucky person.

In the past six months, relying on his personal experiences, his cultivation and strength have skyrocketed, and he has become qualified to become the number one in the inner tier.

"Zhao Feng, I'll give you three chances."

Zhao Han stood condescendingly, and the chill in his voice seemed to be integrated with his own martial arts inner strength. With just a few words, he gathered incomparable power and power, which made people shudder.

Three chances?

Everyone on the scene didn't think he was arrogant, but took it for granted.

After all, Zhao Han's ranking is far higher than Zhao Feng. By doing this, he will not be criticized and labeled as "bullying the weak" after winning.

"Hahaha...three moves? Zhao Han! Is that all you have in mind? Zhao can give you ten moves."

Zhao Feng laughed loudly, unexpectedly forcefully, and retorted.

Ten moves!

There was an uproar on the field, looking at Zhao Feng as if he were looking at a monster.

Not only did Zhao Feng not allow Zhao Han to give up three moves, he also took the initiative to give up ten moves.

This kind of counterattack, at least in terms of momentum, is not weak by half, it is even better than the counterattack.

After a commotion, the venue returned to silence.

"He must be joking, he must be speaking out of anger."

"It can't be true."

Some people shook their heads.

"Anyway, he will lose once, so what difference does it make if he loses ten moves?"

…

"Ten moves?"

Zhao Han was choked so hard that his face turned livid, his eyebrows were beating faintly, his chest was filled with anger, and his words were bone-chilling: "...You are asking for shame!"

Whoosh!

Before he finished speaking, a silver-cold aura rose up from his arms and shoulders, like winter snow and frost, exuding an oppressive coldness.

Many of the forty-eight inner-level disciples sitting across from them shuddered.

In the midst of angry snorts, Zhao Han roared with a layer of silvery snow and frost in his palm, like a thick ice knife, slashing hard at Zhao Feng.

With his fifth-level martial arts cultivation and extremely powerful martial arts inner strength, the power of Zhao Han's palm is enough to intimidate all those at the fourth-level martial arts.

"The first move... well done!"

Zhao Feng gave a soft drink and did not attack. He activated the Lingdu Qi Jue to protect his body and secretly activated the "Iron Wall Jue".

Two figures, one attacking and one defending, were fighting against each other.

Snapped!

Zhao Han hit Zhao Feng with a palm, and the latter squatted slightly, and with an unexpected turn of his arm, he successfully intercepted the cold palm.

In an instant, the two martial arts inner energies collided together.

Teng! Teng! Teng...

One of the figures took a few steps back and shouted in surprise.

what happened!

Some of the Zhao clan disciples on the field were completely shocked.

Because that figure retreating in embarrassment is none other than Zhao Han!

Zhao Han retreated several meters, his body stabilized and his expression gloomy.

His arm felt numb for a while, and there was a faint pain. He couldn't help but lost his voice: "How can he have such terrifying power?"

Ten days ago, Zhao Han had a confrontation with Xin Tong. The opponent's physical training martial arts was so good that it almost threatened him.

However, compared to Zhao Feng, Xin Tong back then was nothing but a giant.

"Haha, you are not the only one in this world who has had adventures."

Zhao Feng had a smile on his face, and his body exuded a fierce yet agile martial arts energy.

That inner strength of martial arts even broke through the shackles of the fourth level of martial arts and reached the fifth level of martial arts.

The most important thing is that Zhao Feng's martial arts inner strength is very condensed and his control is more satisfactory. It is not like Zhao Han who is patchy and impure and wins by quantity.

"The inner strength of the fifth level of martial arts!"

The elders on the viewing platform were slightly surprised.

Zhao Feng's revealed cultivation level is at the peak of the fourth level, but his martial arts internal strength has reached the fifth level.

"His body-refining martial arts is very advanced, probably surpassing all the inner-level disciples of his clan."

The white-bearded referee had a happy smile on his face.

Facts have proved that his support for Zhao Feng was a correct choice.

"He has the aura of a rare talent. It seems that he has some opportunities in recent days."

The head of the family, Zhao Tiancang, narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"Boy! Don't be complacent. I only used 50% of my strength just now."

Zhao Han's eyes showed coldness, and he was a little angry with embarrassment.

Snow Cold Palm!

Zhao Han leaped over and slapped him slowly with his palm.

That palm seemed to be slow, but it pushed and condensed a more intense cold current. Before the attack came, the slightest bit of coldness caused the opponent's energy and blood to freeze.

"Second move!"

Zhao Feng was slow and steady, firmly staying on the spot, activating the "Lingdu Qi Jue" and "Iron Wall Jue" to catch Zhao Han's attack again.

Snap the tent!

There was a dull, low-pitched sound in front of the two of them, and as the inner strength of the martial arts collided, a circular air wave swept four to five meters horizontally, enough to cause the martial artist to fall over and injure himself.

After the second hard shock, Zhao Han retreated a few steps again, his arms almost numb.

After Zhao Han was shaken off, Zhao Feng also felt a strange cold internal energy entering his body.

However, after practicing the "Iron Wall Technique" to the fourth level, not only the whole body becomes like an iron wall and invulnerable, but also the resistance to the inner strength of martial arts is enhanced.

What's more, Zhao Feng's "Lingdu Qi Jue" is not a vegetarian, and he has the true cultivation level of the fifth level of martial arts.

"This is absolutely impossible!"
To be continued...