"One move, you're defeated..."

Zhao Feng's face was shocked and excited, and it was hard to hide it.

Did you win by yourself? Or win with one move?

Before the battle, Zhao Feng was confident because of the change in his left eye. With his reaction and insight, he should be able to withstand Zhao Kun's move. If he performed well, he might be able to persist for more than ten moves.

The final result was completely beyond his expectations.

Zhao Kun suddenly attacked, and the bystanders couldn't see clearly... But under the lock of his left eye, all the movements were so clear and clear.

When the left eye was activated to its limit, Zhao Feng felt that the other party's movements were a little clumsy and slow.

What's even more incredible is that he also saw the flaws between Zhao Kun's moves!

flaw!

The flaws of advanced martial arts!

Zhao Feng didn't understand why he could easily see through the flaws between the other party's moves. Perhaps the other party's advanced martial arts had not yet been mastered.

Finally, Zhao Feng subconsciously attacked, just like he used chopsticks to kill a flies, accurately blocking the opponent's fatal flaws and winning with one blow!

Wow!

Many children in the martial arts arena caused an uproar.

"Did I see my eyes wrong? The defeated person is actually Zhao Kun!"

"It's true, the person who lost is Zhao Kun."

The Zhao family members were surprised and looked strange.

...

"How could I lose to this guy!"

Zhao Kun looked confused and questioned.

That's right!

He lost in a mess and couldn't touch the North at all.

For a moment, Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun's expressions formed a sharp contrast.

"This is definitely an accident!"

Some Zhao clans, looking at Zhao Feng's shocked and stunned expressions on his face, suddenly realized.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone on the field agreed.

"That's right! This kid must have been lucky, and he won by chance."

"This is so lucky..."

Everyone was relieved and had a "reasonable" explanation for the reason why Zhao Feng won.

"Luck? Maybe."

Zhao Feng smiled faintly, turned around and left.

"Boy! Stop it!"

Zhao Kun covered his abdomen, barely stood up, and said with a gloomy face: "Zhao Feng! You were lucky just now and won by chance. Let's have another game!"

"One more?"

Zhao Feng frowned and glanced at Zhao Kun: "First, you are injured. Second, I have no time."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the corner of the martial arts field, leaving behind a group of Zhao children looking at each other.

"Little beast! When I recover from my injuries, I will practice "The Thirteen Changes of the Viper Snake" more perfectly, and I will settle the score with you."

Zhao Kun left in a frightened and angry look on his face.

Recalling the battle just now, Zhao Kun concluded that there were three main reasons for his defeat:

First, underestimate the enemy yourself.

Second, he only practiced the first three styles of "The Thirteen Changes of the Viper Snake", and there were some flaws and were not perfect enough.

Third, Zhao Feng was so lucky that he accidentally hit him.

...

On the other side of the martial arts field, Zhao Feng began to practice boxing.

"The reason why I was able to win in that battle just now was mainly because Zhao Kun underestimated the enemy. How mysterious the advanced skills are. He has not yet mastered it, and I can see the flaws..."

Zhao Feng felt very clear.

Next time, Zhao Kun will definitely not underestimate the enemy. If he can improve the flaws of the first three styles of "The Thirteen Changes of the Snake", Zhao Feng will not be sure.

After all, there is a big gap in strength between the first level of martial arts and the second level of martial arts.

There are nine levels of martial arts, and the first three levels are one stage, which is called the "power training stage".

The so-called "power training section" means to nourish the strength, strengthen the qi and blood, and consolidate the foundation of the body.

Therefore, there is a huge gap of one or two hundred kilograms in strength between the first level of martial arts and the second level of martial arts.

From this we can see that under normal circumstances, it is so difficult to defeat the second level of martial arts with the first level of martial arts. It is even more amazing to win with one move.

"The key is to improve your strength!"

Zhao Feng took a deep breath and began to practice "Yan Gang Fist" again.

The first form... the second form... the third form...

Yan Gang Fist was displayed on Zhao Feng like flowing water, and it was smoother than ever before.

call!

Zhao Feng closed his fists and exhaled, with surprise on his face. There were thirty-two styles of Yan Gang's fist, and he finished it in one go. The speed was half faster than before, and the strength was a little larger.

After practicing a whole set of boxing, he felt that the qi and blood in his body were more unobstructed and became more vigorous, as if it was burning.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

At the same time, the thrust sound from the left eye seemed increasingly intense.

Zhao Feng closed his eyes and his consciousness quickly felt a dark space.

In the center of the space, there is a light cyan spiral ring.

Originally, the spiral halo was only one foot or eight or nine years long, very dull.

And now, the length and brightness of the light cyan spiral ring seem to increase a little.

"Can't it be! The special ability of the left eye is related to my own strength."

Zhao Feng secretly guessed in his heart.

The bizarre changes in his left eye gave him the opportunity to change his destiny. First, he won Zhao Kun by surprise, but at this time his practice of boxing became so smooth.

"Come again!"

Zhao Feng's eyes became sharp and he repeatedly practiced Yan Gang Fist.

Hub bang bang...

Zhao Feng's punching speed and physical movements became faster and faster, and his boxing techniques were like mercury landing on the ground, endlessly.

During the third drill, his speed was twice as fast as before, and his power increased at least.

During his breathing, he felt the qi and blood in his body surge, and the parts of his body that he could not practice on weekdays could be thrust and trained this time.

"At this speed, I should be able to break through the second level of martial arts in the past few days."

Zhao Feng obviously felt his progress.

He practiced until the evening, and Zhao Feng wiped his sweat dry and returned to his residence.

After returning home, he was still thinking about his mutated left eye.

"The most powerful divine power that extends my bloodline and eyes, dominates the vast number of times, and controls the eternal world - the lucky junior, don't let me down..."

He remembered the sound that sounded in the dark space when he was in a coma.

Zhao Feng speculated at this time: This eye may have come from a god-like existence in ancient times. By chance, it merged with his left eye...

Even at night, he could clearly see objects outside when he opened his eyes.

The dark night had almost no effect on Zhao Feng's vision. His eyes could even see the birds in the sky several miles away...

Lying on the bed at night, Zhao Feng felt his left eye beating frequently, emitting a hint of warmth, blending into his blood and deep inside his body.

In the wonderful feeling, Zhao Feng gradually fell asleep.

The next morning.

Zhao Feng woke up early, stretched his limbs, and practiced boxing in the narrow courtyard.

"This courtyard is too dilapidated and the environment is very bad. When I become stronger in the future, I must let my parents move into the spacious courtyard."
To be continued...