King of Gods

Zhao Feng’s words came out, and suddenly caused an uproar.

In particular, the children of the Zhao ethnic group in the seventh group almost collectively hated Zhao Feng.

"There is no reason! This guy is too big!"

"Zhao Chengang, beat him down!"

The movement here has made the family members of other groups look at each other.

"Basic martial arts? A little bit interesting."

Among the people watching the battle, a quiet girl with a blue moon Tingting, with a smile on her lips, clearly showed a hint of interest.

The person who spoke is the "Zhao Qin" who ranks fourth in the inner layer.

As an inner-level child, Zhao Qin does not need to participate in the qualifiers, and her cultivation is a realm, enough to be proud of all the family children on the field, and even the top ranked Zhao Yue, is a grade difference with her.

"Good! Basic martial arts... I have to teach!"

Zhao Chengang looked pale and white, his eyes gloomy to the extreme.

The performance of the other party is completely naked and indifferent to the first place in his group.

"Flowing wind fist!"

The anger of Zhao Chengang’s sullen face, with the punch of the swift and thunder, broke out.

When Fang Yi shot, he applied the advanced martial arts "Flying Wind Boxing".

This set of boxing methods, pressing the speed and the general trend, the boxing method is big, sweeping the autumn leaves, the offensive is like a storm.

Zhao Chengang's recruiting power is completely in the expectation of others. The strength is close to the paramilitary, not the first in the group, and the seventh in the outer layer.

However, most people are concerned about Zhao Feng.

In the face of the seventh in the outer layer, the first strong opponent of the group, will Zhao Feng still use the basic boxing method?

Zhao Feng is calm and calm, and he uses his actions to explain everything.

"Yan Gangquan!"

An unpretentious punch, as if whistling a burst of light, interpretation of the infinite passion of life, wishfulness, perfection.

It is the basic boxing method!

In the Tianwuchang, the eyes of many Zhao people were attracted by Zhao Feng’s actions.

"It’s Yan Gangquan!"

"He also uses the basic boxing method?"

Some of the children of the Zhao family were stunned and full of horror.

Many people think that Zhao Feng only verbally said that he did not dare to be so big.

The real situation is even more crazy than they think!

"Kid, arrogant enough, give me a kneel -"

In Zhao Chengang’s eyes, almost every fire can be ejected. The double fists are like meteor storms, and they are thunderous, so that the nearby air is faint.

The power of that punch made many Zhao people in the field scream and cheer.

"Ordinary martial arts triple, I am afraid I can't take this punch."

"Yes, "Flower Wind Boxing" is a small achievement, slightly quintessential!"

Even some family elders nodded.

啪砰砰——

Two figures, close to each other in the blink of an eye, fists and fists, hard slamming together.

"Give me a slap!"

Zhao Chengang smashed his mind and devoted his life to the limit.

He is exhibiting advanced martial arts. If he can't take Zhao Feng with three or two moves, what is the face of the outer ten?

"open!"

Zhao Feng’s eyes are calm and calm. His boxing method, like spirituality, is like a burning fire in the void. In a delicate moment, Zhao Chengang’s fist is intercepted.

Hey!

Zhao Chengang's body shape was shocked, and a strong and explosive atmosphere made his fist almost numb, his body uncontrollable, and he withdrew two steps.

And his opponent Zhao Feng, his body shape is only a slight sway.

"……How can this be!"

Zhao Chengang looked blank and unbelievable.

I thought that Zhao Feng could punch a punch and actually be beaten off by the other party.

"what happened!"

On the 7th, the children of the Zhao people near the Wutai are all a glimpse.

"I don't believe it... It must have been a coincidence! The kid mistakenly hit it and hit the weak point of my move."

Zhao Chengang roared and angered, and once again spurred "Flying Wind Boxing" and rushed to Zhao Feng.

"Yan Gang fourth style!"

Zhao Feng is not awkward and indifferent, and is still using the basic boxing method.

Hey!

The two men confronted each other again, and under hard pressure, Zhao Chengang’s body shape was once again shaken back.

The confrontation between the two faces, although not the winners and losers, but Zhao Chengang was faintly suppressed.

"Really the basic boxing method... How did he do it?"

Some of the children who watched the battle were stunned and somewhat overwhelmed.

"Basic boxing, how can it rival high-level martial arts and still have the upper hand?"

Many Zhao people are puzzled.

One stroke... two strokes... three strokes...

Seeing Zhao Chengang being beaten back by Zhao Feng again and again.

Both of them are of the same order, and each has their own advantages and disadvantages. It is normal.

However, the use of basic boxing can also oppress the situation of advanced martial arts, which is somewhat horrifying.

what is the problem?

Zhao Chengang looked almost crazy, and he was attacking.

As a result, many people's eyes are cast on the referee, as well as some family elders on the stage.

"Zhao Feng's fighting consciousness, as well as practical skills, far better than Zhao Chengang, the mentality is also calm enough."

A referee is somewhat uncertain.

His analysis is obviously not satisfactory.

"Oh, this son actually puts a set of basic boxing techniques into the realm of 'consummation'."

An old voice comes from the center of the battle station.

The speaker is a white-sold old man. It is the "referee" of this qualifier. His qualifications are very old.

Complete realm?

Some referees nodded and immediately came over.

As we all know, the higher the level of martial arts, the greater the power.

But this is not absolute!

Martial arts is divided into high and low points, but different people practice and there is a difference in the realm of fire.

For example, one person cultivates low-level martial arts to Dacheng, and another person is only getting started. In this way, those who cultivate advanced martial arts are not the opponents of low-level martial arts.

Generally speaking, the martial arts of increasing power is divided into four realms: Chucheng, Xiaocheng, Dacheng and Jifeng.

Among them, there are 90% of the peaks in the peak realm.

It is very rare for ordinary people to be able to cultivate martial arts to the peak of the peak.

However, the peak realm does not mean the highest.

On top of this, there is a higher "consummation" realm.

The so-called perfection, its fire has reached at least ninety-nine, and even tends to be perfect, no flaws.

"The perfect realm and the peak realm, although seemingly very different, but the former is to practice a set of exercises to the point of wishfulness, return to the point of returning to reality, and even out of the martial arts moves itself. Therefore, the gap between the realm of the realm and the peak, The gap between Xiaocheng and Dacheng is even bigger!"

The referee smiled.

"Even so, Zhao Feng should only be tied with Zhao Chenang."

There is a warrior next to it, and some still don’t understand.

After all, advanced martial arts is three levels higher than basic martial arts, and Zhao Chengang will also practice advanced martial arts and practice in Xiaocheng.

"Yes! The basic boxing method of the realm of perfection can barely be tied with the advanced martial arts of Xiaocheng Realm. But you also see how much Zhao Feng's blood intensity, reaction ability, psychological quality, fighting consciousness, etc. They are better than Zhao Chengang, and they are made of materials."

The referee was slightly admired.

After he explained this, everyone finally realized.

At this time, the battle on the 7th was changed.

"Zhao Feng began to fight back!"

"God! Fast speed!"

Many eyes were attracted by the No. 7 contest.

boom! Snapped! Oh...

Seeing that Zhao Feng was turned into an attack from defense, his boxing offensive, such as arrogance, suddenly surpassed the restrictions of the "Yan Gangquan" itself.

His offensive, speed, power, etc., are not critical, and they are always in the air.

Zhao Chengang, who had been violently thunderous, suddenly became a mess, and he lost his mind, and Zhao Feng was punched.

嘭啪——

Zhao Chengang's shoulder was hit with a punch, the whole person screamed, the joint dislocated, fell to the ground, cold sweat DC.

"188, Zhao Fengsheng!"

On the 7th, the referee of the martial arts stage, spit a long breath, and his eyes were still full of surprise.

Hey!

The Zhao people of the 7th group had a sensation.

"Zhao Feng actually defeated Zhao Chengang and used the basic boxing method!"

"I can't believe it! Zhao Chengang is the first in the group..."

Zhao Feng was in amazement, winning Zhao Chengang and winning 15 consecutive victories.

This also means that he became the first person in the seventh group.

Such a halo of victory, for the first time let him become the focus of the outer children.

At this moment, Zhao Yue, the top three, Zhao Yijian, Zhao Yufei, and Zhao Gan, the top three, looked at Zhao Feng.

"Successful realm? When I was teaching the last lecture, I felt that the gesture of Yan Gangquan was completely disappeared from my mind... probably for this reason."

Zhao Feng understands in his heart.

Since the class came back, he felt his basic boxing method reached a new level and was estimated to rival the paramilitary.

The strength of Zhao Chengang is barely close to the paramilitary.

"Yes, in the outer children, it is a black horse."

The referee smiled slightly.

"Basic boxing, cultivation to a perfect state, is indeed unexpected. But ... is the encounter with my child 'Zhao Yijian', only a fierce defeat. Basic martial arts, after all, is only the foundation!

A middle-aged warrior next to him, smiled lightly.

"Oh?"

The referee’s face showed a hint of interest and looked at the middle-aged warrior who spoke.

The other party is the father of Zhao Yijian.

The middle-aged warrior did not answer with a smile, and his eyes fell to Zhao Yijian of the second group, which was very confident.

"Also, the potential of basic martial arts is limited. After all, Zhao Feng has cultivated the basic boxing method into a perfect state, and it will inevitably take a lot of energy. There is no time to cultivate other high-level martial arts... but unfortunately."

The referee said that he could not help but shake his head.

“Hey! Perfect realm? Basic martial arts?”

Zhao Yijian of the second group, with mockery.

In his eyes, basic martial arts is not worth mentioning at all, even if it is cultivated to a perfect state.

The snow robes girl next to her, watching the majestic Zhao Feng at the moment, Ming faint, slightly biting the lips, whispered: "Sword brother, you must beat him."

"Snow, you can rest assured, beat him, from three strokes to ten strokes! But I don't want to be so cheap, so I must humiliate him."

Zhao Yijian is full of confidence.

His voice was loud and many people heard it on the field.

At this time, Zhao Feng’s gaze just fell to this side.

The two men are opposite each other, and Zhao Yijian’s eyes are cold and his face is cloudy.

Zhao Feng's face is calm, like a smile.

"188 to 233!"

The group stage is still going on.

After Zhao Feng defeated Zhao Chenfeng, he had no rivals on the 7th.

Sixteen consecutive victories... seventeen consecutive victories... eighteen consecutive victories...

The opponents who met Zhao Feng were mostly confessed to losing. Even if they played against each other, they were defeated by a basic boxing method.

"It’s too shameful to lose in the basic boxing!"

The Zhao people of the 7th group regarded Zhao Feng as a god, and stayed away from it.

Eighteen consecutive victories... nineteen consecutive victories... twenty consecutive victories!

Finally, Zhao Feng won 20 games in a row, directly out of the group stage, and successfully advanced!