Okay, let's stretch our muscles.

Zhao Feng confronted the boy at the sixth level of peak.

The dragon soars into the sky!

As soon as the young man made a move, he used a top-notch body technique, combined with a near-advanced and perfect boxing technique, to attack Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng stood still, with one hand behind his back, stretched out a finger, and moved forward slightly.

Ouch!

The young man screamed in surprise. The concentrated strength of Zhao Feng's finger was unrivaled. It shook his energy and blood, and he almost vomited blood.

After only three or two moves, Zhao Feng knocked him down with one hand.

"What a strong finger!"

"Zhao Feng doesn't rely on luck to get cheap things like the rumors say."

Some talented young people nearby were astonished.

The strength shown by Zhao Feng is enough to rank among the top five, or even the top three, of the Ten Heavenly Guards.

"Haha, awesome!"

Lu Xiaoyun came from a short distance away with a chuckle.

Beside him stood a silver-robed bald boy with a thick and terrifying aura.

Huh!

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised and stared at Lei Zuo, who had been promoted to the seventh level of martial arts.

We haven’t seen each other for just a few days, but there is a seventh-level genius in the Tianwei camp.

When their eyes met, Zhao Feng felt the hostility and sneer in Lei Zuo's eyes.

That day in the bandit area, Lei Zuo and Zhao Feng failed to compete for merit and had a dispute. They were very unhappy and resentful.

"What do you two have to say?"

Zhao Feng was not afraid either.

After failing to achieve a breakthrough these days, he felt a little irritated, so he could vent his anger by discussing with others.

"Young man surnamed Zhao, you have the highest military exploits in the bandit suppression mission. You are so impressive. I am not so talented as Lei. I would like to learn a thing or two."

Lei Zuo's eyes flashed sharply.

"Wait a minute! There's no point in killing a chicken with a bull's-eye, let me know how to deal with him."

Lu Xiaoyun swayed and took the lead to challenge.

"You are no match for me."

Zhao Feng shook his head.

He now has half a foot in the martial arts master's ranks, and his true strength is completely comparable to that of a martial arts master.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. When did you become so arrogant? Lu wants to see how much progress you have made."

Lu Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows and launched his best martial arts "Thunderbolt Fist", hitting Zhao Feng directly with an astonishing amount of energy.

"break!"

Zhao Feng let out a soft drink, and spit out an extremely condensed force from his fingertips, like a blue needle thread, cutting through the void, and a shocking explosion sounded.

"Finger strength from afar!"

The young geniuses nearby were frightened.

Even Lei Zuo, who was promoted to the seventh level, was moved by it.

Poof!

Lu Xiaoyun's thunderbolt fist force was pierced by the wisp of finger force in the air, leaving a bloody hole in his chest. His body staggered and almost fell down.

"Finger strength from across the air... You haven't broken through to the seventh level, how is that possible!"

Lu Xiaoyun looked pale and could not accept the reality.

In one move, Zhao Feng defeated Lu Xiaoyun.

The four-level fire "Pointing Star Finger", coupled with Zhao Feng's current cultivation level and terrifyingly condensed inner energy, is as powerful as the seventh level of martial arts.

"Zhao Feng, your strength is beyond my expectation. You have actually mastered the Po Kong Finger Strength before the seventh level. However, this is far from enough in front of the real "Qi Po Stage" powerhouse."

Lei Zuo walked over slowly and confidently.

After being promoted to the seventh level, his inner energy reserves and quality far surpassed those of Yunqi level warriors. Every move he made exuded an invisible aura of oppression.

"Stop talking nonsense and fight if you want."

Zhao Feng was not afraid at all.

"Okay, okay!"

Lei Zuo smiled instead of being angry. As he spoke, a silver aura rose up from his body, sweeping like waves, forming an invisible strong wind that swept across a radius of seven to eight meters.

That kind of power is enough to make warriors at close range breathless and unstable.

Absolute Wind Palm!

The aura of the seventh level of Leizuo Martial Arts exploded in full force, with thunder-like internal energy. As he struck out with a palm, the naked eye saw a silver air scroll, like the shape of a palm, and a roaring fierce wind that enveloped Zhao Feng's entire body.

Point your finger at the star!

Zhao Feng's fingertips spit out a needle-like cyan finger force, like a meteor in the dark night, piercing the void and colliding with Lei Zuo's powerful palm.

Peng Bang~
Chapter completed!