Peak of the Second Rank
“Make your move.”
Zhao Kun felt like he had heard wrong, was this the same Zhao Feng as before?
Yi!
The moment his vision landed on Zhao Feng, his expressed changed. “No wonder you’re so confident. It looks like you’ve broken through to the second rank of the Martial Path. However, if that’s all you’ve got, then you’d better start begging for forgiveness now.”
Zhao Kun felt a little surprised by Zhao Feng being second rank, but it didn’t affect his plans. That was because Zhao Feng had reached the second rank very recently, and Zhao Kun himself had reached the peak of the second rank almost a year ago.
He also had high ranked martial art skills!
“Please stop chattering, my time is limited,” Zhao Feng coldly said.
“Kid! Don’t be arrogant!”
Zhao Kun suddenly turned his four limbs and body into a familiar and still weird stance, and like a poisonous snake, lunged towards Zhao Feng.
In a flash, Zhao Kun used his Thirteen Changes of the Poisonous Snake. In terms of speed and power, he far exceeded Zhao Feng.
“Zhao Kun has probably already trained the Thirteen Changes of the Poisonous Snake to a low level.” On the archery field, Zhao Yufei had a moved and slightly shocked face. Being one of the sect geniuses, she obviously had major support from the sect and so naturally had access to high rank martial art skills.
The higher the rank of a skill was, the harder it was to train in it. Once a high rank skill had been trained to the low level, it would have more power than a middle ranked skill trained to a high level.
_What speed! The damage is at least fifty percent higher than before!_ Zhao Feng was also surprised by Zhao Kun, but his left eye’s reaction speed could still see the route of Zhao Kun’s move.
_Angry Dragon flipping the River!_ Zhao Feng stomped both feet downwards. Under the Air Pushing Breathing Technique, he put power into both of his arms.
Zhao Kun suddenly realized that his opponents power was rapidly increasing. He became more shocked as Zhao Feng put even more power into Angry Dragon flipping the River.
The third stance of Angry Dragon Fists – Angry Dragon flipping the Rivers!
At that moment, Zhao Feng was like a dragon as his fists punched downwards.
_Peh!_
The first punch made Zhao Kun’s body shudder and almost caused him to spit out blood.
His Thirteen Changes of the Poisonous Snake was about cunningness and flexibility. Its forte wasn’t in fighting straight on. Zhao Feng’s fists felt like they knew where he was going to move and always hit his weak spots.
_Peh peh peh_ ——
Using Air Pushing Breathing Technique, Zhao Feng had already trained Angry Dragon flipping the River” to high level.
“Ahhhhh…!” Zhao Kun was hit by the outstanding power and landed on the ground, kneeling. His arms felt numb and blood was leaking from his mouth.
“You’ve lost.” Zhao Feng left without another glance at Zhao Kun or his two helpers.
As they’d fought, Zhao Feng had used his left eye and clearly seen Zhao Kun’s attacking routes. He had also seen some errors in Zhao Kun’s high rank martial art, which meant that it was yet to be perfected.
Zhao Feng felt that Angry Dragon Fists and Air Pushing Breathing Technique complemented one another to an unimaginable degree. He could probably beat some third rank people.
“How is this possible…my skill is a high ranked one!” Zhao Kun crawled on the ground and screamed.
The whole fight only lasted for two breaths.
One move! Zhao Kun lost!
The disciples in the archery field looked on in shock.
Although they had the same rank, to win in one move was too exaggerated, especially when the loser had used a high rank skill.
As she followed Zhao Feng away with her eyes, Zhao Yufei murmured, “I know Angry Dragon Fists, it’s a powerful move within the sect and could be comparable to high ranked skills, but it is very hard to learn. I think he also trains in another skill and used it with Angry Dragon Fists, which allowed the power to almost double.”
“Sister Yufei, how did Zhao Kun lose when his cultivation and skill were both higher?” a girl next to her asked.
“Moves are dead, but people are alive. Zhao Kun’s use of the Thirteen Changes of the Poisonous Snake was extremely bad and he has only learned the first three moves, which is far off from his older brother Zhao Gan. Also, his battle awareness is nowhere near that of Zhao Fengs.” Zhao Yufei then paused for a bit before she said, “Also, Zhao Feng has learned two skills that are very close to being high ranked ones, and trained them to a very high level. Under the usage of those two skills, his strength exceeded that of Zhao Kun.”
After the girl listened to Zhao Yu Fei’s analysis, she exclaimed, “Zhao Feng is so strong!”
“Haha…apparently Zhao Kun’s brother Zhao Gan is ranked fifth amongst the outer disciples. We just do not know if he will help his brother take revenge.”
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“So much trouble!”
Zhao Feng shook his head and left the martial arts field. It wasn’t long before he arrived at an open forest in the sect.
He came here to train in the most mysterious footwork skill – Lightly Floating Ferry.
Lightly Floating Ferry was, without a doubt, the skill with the highest rank amongst those he had. The problem was that it was partially ruined and was very hard to learn.
“When Angry Dragon Fists and Air Pushing Breathing Technique are used together the damage is awesome. I just do not know how good Lightly Floating Ferry will be.” Zhao Feng was full of expectations.
Immediately, he started to meditate on Lightly Floating Ferry. When he concentrated, the faint green glow inside his left eye’s pitch black dimension spun faster and faster.
Zhao Feng felt that Lightly Floating Ferry’s moves were burned into his mind, which made it easier for him to understand them. It was not as simple to learn as Angry Dragon Fists or Air Pushing Breathing Technique.
“Lightly Floating Ferry is harder to learn than a peak middle ranked skill by at least two or three times…” he concluded after he compared the skills.
Although it was hard, it did not stump him. Zhao Feng only needed three days to understand the first quarter of of Light Floating Ferry at a beginner standard.
He only used six days to achieve the beginner level.
Normal skills had four ranks that depended on how well trained one was in it. These were: Beginner, Low, High, and Peak level.
Beginner level equaled thirty percent of the maximum power of the skill.
Low level equaled fifty percent.
High level equaled seventy percent.
Peak level equaled ninety percent or higher.
Zhao Feng had easily trained Angry Dragon Fists to High level.
Lightly Floating Ferry had been trained to beginner level in the same amount of time, but it was only the first quarter of the skill.
_Sou!_
Zhao Feng’s body flashed, his body as light as a bird as he floated five meters up in the air.
_Teng! Teng!_
His feet pushed off the branches and felt fabulous as he flew.
At that moment, Zhao Feng was like a bird happily flying through the forest.
_I have only trained Lightly Floating Ferry to the beginner level, but the speed of it far surpasses most middle ranked skills that have been trained to a high level._
It could be seen that Lightly Floating Ferry far exceeded most high ranked martial art skills!
When there was extra time, Zhao Feng did not forget to slowly decipher the rest of the book. Now he had deciphered half of the total book. The only problem was that it took a lot of mental energy to do so.
After Lightly Floating Ferry reached a beginner level, Zhao Feng started to train in Angry Dragon Fists and Air Pushing Breathing Technique again. This was because Lightly Floating Ferry only helped with his footwork and didn’t increase his cultivation much, even though it was a high rank martial art skill.
After training in a high rank skill such as Lightly Floating Ferry and then going back to training Angry Dragon Fists and Air Pushing Breathing Technique, Zhao Feng felt that his movements had become easier and smoother.
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_After two days..._
Air Pushing Breathing Technique had broken through to its third level, and Angry Dragon Fists had reached the peak level.
At this time, Zhao Feng closed his eyes and felt the power that coursed through his body. His strength was greater than when he first reached the second rank by more than half. Inside his left eye’s dimension, the radius of the faint green glow had extended from 67cm to 98cm.
“It looks like my cultivation has reached the peak of the second rank. I just need one more step to break through into the third rank.” Zhao Feng took a deep breath and controlled his excitement.
It had only been half a month since he reached the second rank. This cultivation speed was just too surprising!
The thing that made him most astonished was the Air Pushing Breathing Technique as it reached the third level. Once Air Pushing Breathing Technique reached the peak of the third level there was a chance to understand Martial Path Inner Strength, chi, and that was the key point for becoming a true Martial Artist.
Zhao Feng never expected that he would reach the third level of Air Pushing Breathing Technique this fast. This made his strength far surpass the others who were also at the second rank. He could now be compared to a third rank!
By only using half a month, Zhao Feng’s strength had doubled. All of this was due to the mysterious eye.
Zhao Feng believed that his once normal destiny was changing…
That night, Zhao Feng started to set his life goals.
His first goal was to perform well at the family sparring contest one and a half months in the future. At that time he would fairly and squarely beat Zhao Yijian and spar with the true geniuses of Sun Feather City.
“The change in my left eye grants me a high level of understanding, and the only thing stopping me from becoming a genius in the sect is…cultivation resources,” Zhao Feng analyzed.
Since he merged with his left eye, his mental energy and analysis speed had increased. He also became calmer and steadier.
The only problem was, how to gain cultivation resources? Zhao Feng’s cultivation speed was fast, but it was still hard to break past the peak of the second rank. However, if he had enough resources, this barrier could be easily broken through.
“Got it!” Zhao Feng’s eyes twinkled and soon he had an idea. His lips curled into a confident smile.