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Chapter 057 Pointing to the fourth floor(2/2)

That palm seemed to use the natural momentum of heaven and earth to add a bit of power.

Split the clouds and open the mountains!

Black Wind Palm!

Two tyrannical forces collided together.

Boom!

At the same moment, a hole was left in place, the soil peeled off, and a dust cyclone rolled in.

Zhao Feng felt a huge force and a surge of martial arts energy rushing into his body. Even the fifth-level "Iron Wall Technique" could not resist it head-on.

But the real gap is the difference in cultivation strength between the two.

Wow!

Zhao Feng spit out a mouthful of blood and used the force to leap away.

"How could..."

The gray-robed elder froze, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face looked pale and ugly.

If there were a third party present at this moment, they would definitely be horrified. A martial arts master at the seventh level of martial arts was actually injured in a duel with a junior boy.

In terms of the power of a single attack, Zhao Feng's palm just now cannot surpass the "pointing star and one finger".

But the artistic conception contained in this palm and the level of martial arts exceed those of top martial arts.

There is a kind of suppression among martial arts.

Above the top martial arts is the holy martial arts, and the difference between the two is as vast as the heavens.

The "Mysterious Wind Palm" used by Zhao Feng suppressed the gray-robed elder even more in terms of the mysterious artistic conception.

This is one of the advantages.

Secondly, Zhao Feng's "Iron Wall Technique" broke through the fifth level, making him stronger than the gray-robed old man.

This is the second advantage.

There is one last advantage!

The old man in gray robe had a previous confrontation with the mysterious Guangjun Guard and suffered internal injuries.

However, Zhao Feng's left eye caught his injuries and flaws, and his palm force also targeted his injuries.

Therefore.

The old man in gray robe gave him a hard blow, causing more injuries and more than half of his combat strength. If he was not nursed back to health for half an hour, his life would be in danger.

Zhao Feng tried his best to hurt both sides and dragged him into the water.

"Hahaha...see you tomorrow!"

Zhao Feng gave a long laugh, and his figure regenerated energy in mid-air for a second time, leaping towards the Zhao clan's gate.

The old man in gray robe looked pale, turning green and white, with a gloomy and unwilling expression, and gritted his teeth.

However, he was seriously injured and his combat power was greatly reduced. He could only watch Zhao Feng escape.

Zhao Feng leaped forward and approached the gate of the Zhao clan.

His left eye caught the departure of the old man in gray robe, blending into the night, walking further and further away.

Phew~

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, immediately took the healing elixir, and then quickly returned to the inner layer of the Zhao clan.

In the courtyard home.

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged, stimulating his inner energy, absorbing the power of the medicine, and recovering from his injuries.

"The injury this time is not serious. It will not heal in ten days and a half. However, the elder Qiu Jia was injured more seriously than me..."

Zhao Feng murmured to himself, with a look of excitement on his face.

He is proud to be able to escape from the hands of a martial arts master and win a lose-lose situation.

But Zhao Feng knew in his heart that the reason why he was able to win such a situation was mainly because the opponent was severely injured, and his Xuanfeng Palm used his left eye ability to hit the vital point.

The next few days.

Zhao Feng stayed behind closed doors and devoted himself to recuperating.

While recuperating, he cannot practice most martial arts such as "Iron Wall Technique", "Pointing Star Finger", "Piao Lingdu".

Zhao Feng spent most of his time comprehending the two scenes in the space of his left eye.

These two scenes are from the young girl in the Blood Python Canyon and Xin Wuhen.

The artistic conception of Xin Wuhen's moves is relatively easy. Zhao Feng understood it at six or seven points during the summit, and showed eighty or nine points in the battle with the gray-robed old man.

In the past two days, he had basically fully understood the artistic conception of Xin Wuhen's moves.

Then, Zhao Feng began to comprehend "Xuanfeng Palm" and "Star Pointing Finger" respectively

Although Xuanfeng Palm is just a move, it is extremely difficult and progress is slow.

Zhao Feng had no choice but to put more energy into understanding "Pointing Star Finger".

Compared with Xuanfeng Palm, "Pointing Star Finger" is much easier.

In particular, after Zhao Feng fully understood the artistic conception of Xin Wuhen's moves, his understanding of "Pointing Star Finger" became easier and easier.

Gradually, Zhao Feng's understanding of "Pointing Star Finger" reached the fourth level.

Of course, this is only in terms of artistic conception. His "Pointing Star Finger" is really hot, barely at the peak of the third level.

In the first few days, he was seriously injured and unable to practice cultivation.

When the injury was seven to eight points better, Zhao Feng began to truly practice cultivation.

Puff! Puff--

Zhao Feng's fingertips pointed out again and again, and the inner strength of martial arts became more and more sharp.

The internal energy condensation skills learned from Xin Wuhen made Zhao Feng's "Pointing Star Finger" progress rapidly.

Chi——

Suddenly, a light blue finger force shot out from Zhao Feng's fingertips and cut through the void for more than one meter.

Poof!

There is an extra small hole on the wall, about the width of your index finger.
Chapter completed!
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